what if i become a HERMIT? will that make me happy?
will that fulfill all my heart's longings?

today riding the TAXI (cab for some)
this thought suddenly snapped

maybe the reason why i cant seem
to feel happiness is because

of the many worries that...
comes with living day to day...

the material things... you have to think of... (what shall i eat?, what shall i wear?)
those activities you want to engage in... (movies... dinner... coffee...?)

what if i get stuck in Batanes?
in the middle of the Pacific Ocean and South China sea?

what if i just look out there from the cliff?
breathtaking view.... the waves inviting
the clouds smiling...
the sun mischievously picking behind them

ahhh... perhaps, i can live a millennium
just frozen... in this beauty...

i will never have to eat... or move...
(or shower... toothbrush is immaterial!)

i only need my pen... and my pad paper...


(Immanuel Kant? is this moral or immoral? what is your categorical imperative on this one?)