Even when the haze moves in, even when the sky darkens, I know, that I can find KLCC out there.
Likewise, even with so much noise, with tonnes of allegations of misdeeds, I have yet to see one concrete evidence.
Sometimes what you see, and what you hear, is not what is real. And at the end of the day, it is about standing firm with your faith, and understanding why and how does the water flow that you will see and hear what is true.
Don't blame the King for not taking up to the honey bee. The sting of the bee would have killed it. Blame the bee for smelling like a cabbage when the King makes friends with the rooster. Not even the intoxicating October can convince the King that life is gay with him.
So Honey Bee is dead, blown to pieces. And here come the ants, trying to make the King to bite the silent one. But the silent one will be free, not because he is silent, but the cabbage smelling bee sting can kill.
Don't understand what I'm saying? Tough luck.