his hands about to blossom...
Friday, 28. December 2007, 15:52:45
puffed a few.. and i was so vivid of my own vision n front of me . reflecting self... then what is. what am I? one's that able to express well of his pattern, will gain what, exactly? the world has always been the same since i left them... entering it now and then, it's not that bad... wish i could have these attitudes imprinted with me all the time in my head ( that would save lots of headache)
then there is missing someone. then there are responsibilities, which is like new fences that built on an old house anyways. then , there are also, the case of truly believing in yourself that u have it inside of you on what it takes to be and become just, ....yourself.
faith and reasons to be someone 'good', always questioned. preplexed by the actions that were happening in front of us , or should the validity of these questionings of morality be patronized by someone that is better in morals and values? which would be the better defining points in this society.. , modern society, (mind you), progressing civilization that always carries hopes for the better future.) or do u care at all... (mingming)
in the pattern of thus saved by 'something bigger' than our Existence, it makes sense to have a governing bodies of faith , since there are no other midiator that would eventually save us from our own deformity of ideas ( Imperfect as it might seemed, but we are genius , dreamers and victorious )













