hash the pipeline
sometimes u wake up feeling u haven't slept a single wink, u sleep for hours at one go . yet , not a zap of fatigue has been scrapped off the shoulders. u start to scratch yr head, is there something wrong with me. is there a problem in my head? the answer belongs to you alone.
i grit my teeth every night for fear of a inauspicious tmr. i wonder what news may come in such gloomy times. if terrorist alone were not enough, there are nature's dish to rid earth's scum in the beautiful palate of tsunamis, earthquakes and hurricanes. i grit m teeth over results, my exam results. i told myself if this sem is gonna be another disaster, i will wrap things up n pack up to head for greener pastures. i.e. find a job and stop being a financial leech. Alas, buddhas favour the eleventh hr disciple, even i have hope. and i shall experience shinto buddhism this coming thurs.. a friend is bringing me there, a nice girl with a nice rack to boot ( what am i worshipping...) so the night of solace that i have seek for so long is right before my eyes.
silence and peace reigns for now....
there are many worries for the average human, but its separating the worries that give u an headache. an easy characterisation of different worries , from the most impt to the least. or the most significant to the least. whatever spreads yr butter. gives u the impending headache.
while u settle what is most dear to u , u fret about the looming worry with the greatest importance. does life ever give a break? death is all but a sweet surrender to the gallows of sorry fate.
cry not, fear not, be not.
the headache is still here and i still fear..
( time goes by so slowly)
posted by ruffmeowz @ 10:03 AM
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