Begin with the end in mind,

See death as the final destination

Someone who long for a rejuvenation of childhood innocent in this world of hypocrisy and irony... Someone who long for a touch of love in this cold and heartless strange land... Like a fallen angel, heaven seems to be so near, yet so far from me... Begin with the end in mind. Think death as the destination, As we edge closer to it everyday I love you

Saturday, April 09, 2005

HURT

It hurts. Just as a knife that pierces through my heart.

I wanted truth. But i am hurt;
I wanted lies. But i would not believe them.

Why bring up such issue? my rhythm for the week has been good, has been steady. Now you disrupted this. Do u understand how much force do i need to exert to have a change of momentum?

Men is a self-contradictory species. They want truth. But only truth that they want to hear.
Sometimes, men would rather live in self-delusion...well...Einstein said b4 tt perception is reality...how true


I can't live, if living is without you.
But how come a life without you was much more peaceful to me?
The rare moments of joy, of sharing, are nothing more than i want.

"If there's a will, there's a way"
What an old lie that perpetuates our society, lulling the innocents into believing that we can all shape our own destinies. There is NO law is this world. Randomness is the only force of continuity.

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