The Muruku Murmurations

I wrote this piece for a friend, reflected on who I got to know this year and how things don't always turn out the way we want it to when we were younger but there is always potential and leaps and bounds to grow. Dear diary,   I am looking through yearbooks to find a little insight on who you are, a glimpse of a lifetime in suspension.   Annual yearbook pictures of the classes you do not fit into where moments of untimely expressions were captured to last for what seems like eternity.   Represented desires and impressions made by carefully chosen quotes and phrased aspirations to shape us as our fantasied avatars.   Interest in clubs, sports and councils that embodied the activities and movements your passions scouted for, swimming through currents of cliques safeguarding social standings to survive the pubescent wilderness.   You know at graduation, people always talk about eagles but not crows, those who soar but not scavenge, the glorified and not the surviv...

I wrote this piece for Julian, he was a comet that I didn't want to part with. We had a good run together and made our way to being the moon where we met every quarter but we wanted to be the sun that greets us every day. This was the moment. I realised I didn't want this to be fleeting as a comet passing. Not one where the orbit would be an alignment of chance that would only happen once in a lifetime. I wanted this to be a constant like the sunrise, the first light I see embracing the horizon. A seamlessly effortless constant that gives us a chance of recurring happiness. - Swit Marie 0911H 4th August 2019 Byron Bay

Prompts from  Makhluk Seni  for WELP, a movement to 'weaponise' love in all forms of expression. Prompts were released throughout the month of February for writers to submit any short form of writing. This piece was inspired by Netuno's beats. We love the ocean and turtles. The water carries energy and being in the ocean creates this unexplainable sensation of change and breath. Prompt 16 : My Nights Are Filled With Night time is always filled with emotions, memories, thoughts. Sometimes good, sometimes bad. What are your nights filled with? #WELPPACT #PACT2 Dancing stars and flying amoebae Swift in its abysmal away Sitting through the Milky Way Prancing far into time, space and synth waves. Dreaming in Neptune's song A voice where spaceships belong Weaving its throttle behind strong willed hands that tap its fingers along with bobbleheads of astronauts. Discovering the mind field of debris Streamlines of interstellar realities Mixed into multiple parallel galaxies Lay...

Prompts from  Makhluk Seni  for WELP, a movement to 'weaponise' love in all forms of expression. Prompts were released throughout the month of February for writers to submit any short form of writing. I wrote this song for a dear friend of mine, it is one of those connections that is one of a kind. Much like a Parabatai bond. 'A  parabatai  is a pair of Nephilim warriors who fight together as lifelong partners, bound together by oath, regardless of their gender. Their bond is not reflected only in their closeness and willingness to lay down their lives for one another, but also in oath—one sworn in front of the Council.' Update: I performed this song at Jack It!'s 3rd Anniversary show in 2019 with Julian Penissi. We worked composing the song when he visited KL last year. We recorded it in January but it still needs a lot of work before completion. Prompt 11: You Are So Once you love someone enough, you'll notice things about them which were not seen before. Some...

Prompts from  Makhluk Seni  for WELP, a movement to 'weaponise' love in all forms of expression. Prompts were released throughout the month of February for writers to submit any short form of writing. Living in a world without borders and boundaries can be an interesting dynamic. Where there are no limits and the ability to be ourselves and do what we long to do. Prompt 15:  This City Outlines The city is both calming and chaotic, maddening and magical. The city is where you grow, learn, find yourself, find others. Tell us about your city.⠀ #WELPPACT #PACT2 Where would you venture if there were no boundaries between lands borders and brinks. Taking more than the allocated Slots and portions Rations and trickling pollutions Seep into the air tainting its purity. We retract and hold back Knowing limits aren’t respected Where is the restriction we place The walls need to be raised. Windows that allow us to peek out Seeing the outside beyond the wave Making the pressure ease ...

Prompts from  Makhluk Seni  for WELP, a movement to 'weaponise' love in all forms of expression. Prompts were released throughout the month of February for writers to submit any short form of writing. This piece was another story like poem, inspired by two of my favourite Disney movies, Treasure Planet and Atlantis. Going on a journey and adventures are something I seek for when I travel and when I meet people. Discovering who they are and their stories. Prompt 22 : Will be mine and yours Loving someone means sharing something with them. You share your ice cream, share your time, and perhaps one day - share your life with them. Tell us - what's yours, and what's theirs, and what's something that both of you hold together.⠀ #WELPPACT #PACT2 When I flip through the pages of my journals stories from people that phase in and out of my every day come alive in my memories and projects through my emotions Highlights dance on my walls like silhouettes of animated wayang kul...

I've been writing trying to incorporate nature in my pieces and this one was inspired by a beat created by Netuno . It had a very Mario vibe to it and reminded me of the tugs and toils of him and Princess Peach. I had just watched How to Train Your Dragon recently and imagined dragons in soaring and roaming in the lands of Sarawak. This piece was adapted for a HitRECord submission Prompts from  Makhluk Seni  for WELP, a movement to 'weaponise' love in all forms of expression. Prompts were released throughout the month of February for writers to submit any short form of writing. Prompt 24: So Sit Down Do you have a story to tell?  So sit down.  Overwhelmed by ghosts from the past? Duduk kejap.  Sit. Down. Breathe. Write. Tell us Yours through the click clacks of your keyboard and the slow drying of ink on parchment as you recollect your stories of Love. #PACT2 #WELPPACT (A mashup of Sarawak, Mario and How To Train Your Dragon) Waking up to the clouds embracing t...