The Cultivation of The East
Monday, 7. January 2008, 05:05:17
shel called. there is feeling that numbed like ice on skin when i talked to him. at the back of head i kept thinking, here is the ultimate chance for me to rebuilt that trust. he professed, didn't he? plenty of reason was given, and why shouldn't i have faith in the things that he said. call it short term memory loss (and no, that was not meant to be funny).
I am in a smaller town now. the tempo emulate the bigger city, no doubt, but it is still more peaceful here compared to the ever speeding , ever honking, KL. And u shel, have been with me throughout the time when i was all over the province. I sometime felt like i am in a movie where i was given nothing but scripts made by some Japanese who don't speak either languages. funny, eh?
bright side of life. remember that song ? can't exactly remember the title, but great 2 or 3 minute brief excursion of make believe. yep! just put those shoes up and believe, yes! life is great. the way of the world as of this minute, yea u got to kiss God's ass. next few second , a new revelation would come in this old door.
a second is not. a minute is always gained. an hour is just the moving of electric - forward. so no one needs to kiss anybody asses other than their own. yea.. make believe that u r actually a good person. see.. the world is a better place already.
(recuperate) + (doses of positive make believe) = grandeur
I am in a smaller town now. the tempo emulate the bigger city, no doubt, but it is still more peaceful here compared to the ever speeding , ever honking, KL. And u shel, have been with me throughout the time when i was all over the province. I sometime felt like i am in a movie where i was given nothing but scripts made by some Japanese who don't speak either languages. funny, eh?
bright side of life. remember that song ? can't exactly remember the title, but great 2 or 3 minute brief excursion of make believe. yep! just put those shoes up and believe, yes! life is great. the way of the world as of this minute, yea u got to kiss God's ass. next few second , a new revelation would come in this old door.
a second is not. a minute is always gained. an hour is just the moving of electric - forward. so no one needs to kiss anybody asses other than their own. yea.. make believe that u r actually a good person. see.. the world is a better place already.
(recuperate) + (doses of positive make believe) = grandeur
WIDGETIZE