FOR THE LATEST CHAPTERS PLEASE VISIT megajivetranslations.wordpress.com A visually impaired fortune teller who had set up stall at the entrance of the alleyway once told me, "Your love life is destined to be tragically entangled with a man, and it will not come to a good end." My payment to him was a half-drank soda can stuffed into his hands. I walked away with an air of indignation. "Hey, you haven't paid!" His yelling was still audible from a few blocks away. Are you for real, you could not even tell if your customer is a man or a woman, what fortune can you possibly tell? Count yourself lucky I did not thrash your stall. Sitting here at the train station, with my cheeks swelling into the size of a pig's head, disheveled clothes, both hands empty, I recalled the words of the fortune teller. I regret not paying my dues and a bit more to him. It is a pity before today, I have been living the life of a fool. Not only did I not redeem myself from being involved with a man, I did not discern that I will never come to a good end........ ~ My story is dedicated to everyone who have entered my life, those who stayed and those who left. One of my favorite poet said: "There is a story, the one and only story that deserves to be told in its entirety." To me, this is exactly what I need to tell. ~

an abundance of space metaphors and you. #1 in poetry 6/7/16

A collection of EXCERPTS. [poetry, quotes, and otherwise]. Your place to come when you feel lonely, because you're not alone when you feel this way. "We cling to music, to poems, to quotes, to writing, to art because we desperately do not want to be alone. We want to know we aren't going insane and someone else out there knows exactly how you're feeling. We want someone to explain the things we can't." IMPORTANT: Read 'not an update; read please' beforehand. Note: parts more towards the end are fairly better than the beginning, just a fair warning. **TRIGGER WARNING** [Highest ranking: #1 in Poetry]

Well these are all my poems. I hope you like them. If you have any suggestions I'm open haha. Well yea.

a collection of anthologies written in times of grief, boredom or need for attention. © ray ling [jupitired] all rights reserved

An anthology on bad verses. (Poetry #1 - 27.6.2016)

This isn't exactly how I had planned to release my first project, but the thought occurred to me that art is unorthodox. One night, I had gotten utterly trashed with my closest friends and woke to find promising and raunchy work in my possession. In a way I was releasing the demons I never knew I had and found a way to speak in a light that portrayed hope for new beginnings, tragic endings, found friendship, and forgotten love. I had to break my solemn swear of being straight edge, so for 20 nights I got inhebriated to peaks of madness and release this said "madness" on my 20th birthday.. which is today. Many of these nights were painful, morbid, and telling. With that being said, please take this imbibing journey with me and enjoy. Special thanks to Concrete Connie & Will+TheLife for helping this project come true.