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Saturday, February 14, 2009

in an English test,
the subject spelt
"hippocrite" wrongly.

the subject still does.


you understood how the
subject felt.
but transformed it into self-pity.







well done,
a chorus of 'bravo!' shall rise.


mused at 1:24 pm
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Monday, February 09, 2009

question yourself.
question your life.
"what's the point?"

then again, things have been done this way since a long way back.
why then, hasn't it changed?

because, the world has 'diversity', and catering to every single one would be tough.
that's why humans seek to put order to things.

but what happens if you are the neglected one?
the one stuck at the other end of the ideal continuum.

and what if, you find that your reasoning makes perfect sense and that the system should be altered?

then you take trouble upon yourself to fight for a change.
what a hassle.

then again, what's the point?


mused at 9:22 pm
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Thursday, February 05, 2009

when you're used to noise,
silence becomes unbearably
loud.

when you're used to dark,
light stitches your lids
shut.

when you're used to cold,
warmth melts you
entirely.

we choose not to
be used to these things.
we long, still, to
embrace their negative counterparts.

yet we surrender,
for we know resistance is
futile.

what for neglect oneself
with the embrace?


mused at 10:35 pm
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