breather
my dear friends,
to be acquainted is already sorta a good thing going.
how much are u willing to hold on, hang on, or perhaps u might wanna contemplate to step out of yr circle of bliss to encompass other people. are u willing to put aside time for bland boring activities with not so cool friends who simultaneously could be the most sincere ppl you might have eva known. how much are u worth to others and others to u. do u think when u decide or are they alternatives to an otherwise lifeless day?
my friends, every single one of u are.
can't be bothered with those who ain't
do apologies make up for lost time
or a rush in the eleventh hr to patch up potholes of the heart.
i wanna say, all of u are precious to me.
do i show it or pretend to do so, in time we will know coz there's nothing warner than sincerity
:)
middle of the month
perhaps a tag board would keep the strands of distance intact.
'life is so fragile' quotes my mum.
nothin can refute this rhetoric about life. one instant you be alive and kicking, next.. would u wanna know what happens next?
REbirth.. every other moment enables another chance to live life in a different way. a new beginning, a fresh start.
Do we deserve it?
life is sacred, fortunate sods like ourselves who have a say in something, who could have made a different( differences) in other ppl's life ( i think ours are alr pretty messed up).. so...could have make a difference to our own lives. BUT WE DON"T. we still remain as the centre of our lives, the focus lies on no one but our incessant needs that mutates into a wiggly maggot that strives on our blood of desires.
we desire nobody than our own ourselves,a dying breed permutates a growing race. seething evil, demonic clones. drones that do the bidding of a world gone rotten. we eat than feed.
salvation on our lips, a putrid, pungent stench whirling a noose on the deliverance of taste, tugging a asphyxiating remorse, surging in (what force!) blurry...bulging red eyes, tuning off into a horizon of deceit. hereby, receive,,,,emancipation of a feeling long lost. HOPE in d e a t h.
must we experience pain to know what's good for our selves. must we lose all before learning to treasure all. the odds , there shouldn't even be odds. nothing can be equivalent to the chips that trade life.
priceless.. u n me.. priceless
religion is takin a step closer to me or rather. it has always been so. just nother ignorant mortal soul who been in the dark for far too long.
absence in cahoots with a distant past
yes, i am a civil engineer now. (hope i get the degree at least)
yes, i am appreciative to be studying than burning my hands on occult rituals.(which is actually worse?)
yes, i ve been keeping my friends in the dark about recent developments.( guilty as charged, rohan, unleash yr fury!!!!!)
yes, life is simple and i make it difficult.( kudos to myself n no one else)
yes yes yes yes.. yes sir no mdm... no no no no no
pointing the gun to yr head is easy ( care to pull the trigger for me?)
life is at its crossroads. it seems to be destined that we arrive at this junction once every big issue comes crashing on u like a pop up internet ad. u think u can stop them all, they just lay in wait.... before they pounce... basically, i think problems are just waiting to make a jack in the box entrance. vulnerable souls dread its oncoming presence, brave souls whitewashed with ignorance think that they can handle it. DOe a DeeR.. o i am such a simpleton waiting for it to pass me by... deafeat-ist cowdrice ridden DUh uuuUUHHH me.
i give myself a chance. one last chance to outrace the rabbit in my shell burdened race. the tortoise hides because he's always deprived of the opportunities that laid in front of it. he could only collect social graces along the way. cowering under the magnificent glamour of polished glimmering ambition. its not his choice, his fate long decided before his creation as a tortoise. once he thought, i would remove my shell and evolve. the mockery n jibbing at the instant he took it off made him swore off the idea for good. does he eva get a chance to rise above all odds. defy public opinion and take flight? flying tortoise..... Are u the rabbit or the tortoise?
i shall try to take it off, i need yr support my dear friends.
work been keeping me busy. being busy is good. i feared the dull monotonous humdrum pace that plagued me before i started work. i was monopolising on a boardgame, windsurfing and tryin to tie up loose ends without hanging myself.
she once told me:" too much time could be too little time."
i can't agree more
discipline, paid a heavy price to learn that lesson
so far away...
even if i could only hook it withmy pinkie
i shall try..
