Got Boredom? Read Complexities

Since I started reading complex fiction, it has now come to my attention that my mind is rather fascinated by stories including histories, time travels, real-life underlying problems as opposed to my usual high school life reads.

I guess if I let myself read something out of my usual, progressing my mind with every book, going back to the “easies” are rather boring. They become uninteresting, as I endlessly flip through virtual pages waiting for the story to end.

It may have something to do with my age though… I am almost 21 and obviously my interests are growing too. Dramas are always welcome, but I guess the settings and the underlying situations are the most significant factors here.

My mind is uninterested into high school chatters, gossips, and puppy loves. Well.., maybe puppy loves I supposed are only interesting when there is an immense dilemma in action. A war maybe… A reincarnation… Time Travels? Mind Puzzling Crimes? Illnesses focusing on living life to the fullest..

However, those silly loves are only but for a moment on those stories. Those stories are usually engrossed with such time and emotion that if love is focused, it is the pure and rich kind. The love where you know is worth keeping.

So to my best of abilities, I am going to diligently find books in the future, that is approved by my progression. Reading on the “easies” may be a break, from the rich complexities of the intelligent writers, but they do not seem to fascinate me (not anymore). They are just I guess nothing but “breaks” nowadays.

– jasminedelacerna

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An awful excuse for you…

Hey wordpressers,

It has now occurred to me that I now have this fulfilling number of 50 followers and counting on my account.

I very much appreciate the likes, follow, and comments. Just found out few seconds ago that I actually hit the big ‘5’ ‘0’ thank you.

My original goal was to write. A lot. Proses on here. And poems on my poem site, but instead all I have given to you are daily pictures.

Capturing my life on the outside.. Mostly pictures of food (mainly because the urge to capture a moment of food before experiencing them on the buds of my tongue is such a necessity) and once in a while I also take random photographs.

You see.. Moments are infinite and yet if not captured in our minds or on scene capturing devices they are forgotten or better yet, never recorded. Not in history books, not on the storage cabinets in our minds, not on anyone’s story..

So readers… This is my excuse for not writing. I have to admit I am guilty of not writing anymore. I do however am reading lots and capturing moments. However, that would still be an awful excuse. Once and for all to the wonderers.. to what happened to the proses.. I am going to start writing again.

Thank You for your patience.

– jasminedelacerna ❤

A Word Away

Hey wordpressers,

Our writings define who we are. These written words are not just letters composed turning into words leading to sentences, these are the very letters that our minds manufactured to show people that our thoughts just does not come and goes in a split second in our minds, that our thoughts can make a difference in the lives of the species that are so called humans.

Images crossing our minds, written and spoken, whether it may make a small or huge difference in the hearts of humanity, they are worth a thousand spoken words. Lives of people are touched by poets, authors, and writers, like you and me, because at some point we all connect and understood each other. Quotations understood what we are going through, and they scream our deepest thoughts. Simple words are gathered together to let all of us know, that we are understood.

Words reassure our hearts that we are not alone in this journey. Writers spill their hearts out to express, but little do they know that people around the world relates to them, creating this societal bond. We may not see eye to eye, but those written words are printed and passed without boundaries. The next time you write, open you heart and let those words of yours shine through the lives of people. Remember: You are only a word a way on making a difference in this world.

This is jasminedelacerna, signing off ❤

Writers: A Gift from the Heavens

Hey wordpressers,

I just finished reading “The Book Thief”. I read it for exactly a week, and just finished it a few minutes ago. I have not watched the movie yet, but I am planning on watching it this week, or perhaps later tonight.

My plan is to start on a new book again. So far this year, I completed two books. I loved books, and am glad I share that feeling with other fellow readers. I cannot forget once, before I was into reading, that I put the phrases, “I’d rather sleep than read”, when asked about my favorite books on my Facebook page. However, now… it seems quite the opposite. I like to read, and would even skipped nap times just to read.

To the authors and writers out there, thank you. Thank You for giving me new experiences, for taking me back and/or forward in time, with your published documents. Writers are a gift from the heavens. The readers are blessed to have your God-given talent come into our lives. Once again, thank you writers and authors.

This is jasmindelacerna, signing off ❤

Savory Moments

Hey wordpressors,

Savoring moments are important. It enables us to cherish the world. People savor moments through closing their eyes and memorizing how they feel when that moment comes. Photographers capture them through their cameras. Writers scribble in their pads to describe how one moment changed their lives.

Savory is vital to our living here on earth. This is the time where we stop to cherish what we have in that certain moment. Some of us forget this part of life, leading to regrets and despair in the future. We are trapped to life’s demands with our busy schedules that special moments have become scarce in our living.

Savor that moment: moments where you feel happy and complete, because it is temporary. These moments are the very same moments turned into memories in the future. Memories stored in our minds, reminding the potential of life to be a memory and a prospective.

This is jasminedelacerna, signing off ❤