minimised.alienation"At times, we think we are alone in this world.
Perhaps, we really are.
At the end of it, its our own body which the grave consumes.
By choices made, we only have ourselves to bear the consequences.
Thing is, we cant stand being alone.
Being alone means you cannot have a strong support of your realities or meanings.
That scares us.
Yet we want others to believe in our own realities only, not knowing that we risk burning the ties that bond the free spirit in us.
Being free lets you go places, but it dampens your search for a home."
Perhaps i am just babbling, or im merely sorting out my own reasonings. My intention is anyone's guess. Anyways, may we wake up tomorrow fresh, or let us sleep in peace forever (leaving the chaos behind).
Gd nite.
.
Art imitating Life.
or Life imitating Art.
ouh. the wonders of our never-ending maze of electric pulses in our grey matter.
.
Im meeting my Sayang later.
its been so long.
its been so long.
.
and the reprieve for a month starts from now.
Perhaps, we really are.
At the end of it, its our own body which the grave consumes.
By choices made, we only have ourselves to bear the consequences.
Thing is, we cant stand being alone.
Being alone means you cannot have a strong support of your realities or meanings.
That scares us.
Yet we want others to believe in our own realities only, not knowing that we risk burning the ties that bond the free spirit in us.
Being free lets you go places, but it dampens your search for a home."
Perhaps i am just babbling, or im merely sorting out my own reasonings. My intention is anyone's guess. Anyways, may we wake up tomorrow fresh, or let us sleep in peace forever (leaving the chaos behind).
Gd nite.
.
Art imitating Life.
or Life imitating Art.
ouh. the wonders of our never-ending maze of electric pulses in our grey matter.
.
Im meeting my Sayang later.
its been so long.
its been so long.
.
and the reprieve for a month starts from now.
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