One Life, One Love, One Word, One Heart.

Have you ever wondered how it will feel like if you were like the moon, forever chasing something so bright and amazing, but no matter how you chase, you never seem to get near it.. Have you ever wondered all the pains you've been through, are not coincidence but something that was meant to be?

This week, there was a night that I couldn't sleep. My eyes were closed, and a story unfolded...

7 warms rays of colour which rose with the Sun scatter with the painful memories they held in the past into the night. They became distant and separated from the Sun.

There are many things we will never understand, yet from a loss, will we all learn how to cherish, will we learn to grow.

Yet will you understand how it feels like to be separated from the one you love so much? Following in silence each day, yet not being able to approach... Feeling that it is so close to you, yet as you draw closer, the One you are after gets further and further away...

Will you understand it?

The faded colours became an eclipse. As the moonlight sets, how many people will remember it? Soon it will be forgotten as the eclipse becomes hidden.

月缺月又圓.

Though it is hidden, the call remains. It is destined to appear again to fulfill the reason of it's existance, though in a different way - reflection of the light of the Sun. The moon; destined to be in the darkness to prepare the way of the Sun. It lives and has a purpose, only for the sake of the Sun.

The moment where you least expect it, the facade on the outside which walls the shroud and hypocrisy within will have it shine out by the moon.

Do not expect your position nor title to help you. Do not expect peace nor for any respect for you; the memories that are as cold as the raindrops grab unto the moon, as cold as the moon is meant to be - to uproot and tear down, to destroy and overthrow, to build and to plant.

You won't understand how the moon longs for the time it rose with the Sun, when the love of the people were simple, true and so real. The first love that the bride held...

In three minus three, it will begin and the evolution of the 7 stars will surface anew.