sometimes in life, you find a large chasm you have to leap across in order to progress into the only future you know exist. or you can show your adventurous self, make a detour into the unknown, and see what life throws at you. sometimes your ego chews away at your heart and soul, challenging you to dare yourself. but your logical self resists. you tell yourself to make that cut, to pain yourself, knowing that your future as you've envisioned it will come true with this sacrifice of flesh. of dreams. of ideals.
sometimes you think you know everything there is to know. on how to live your life, how to lead others in living theirs, how to soothe the pains of the world. but sometimes you wonder if your arrogance hath blinded your sights, dulled your senses, soul stolen and eaten.
and you soon realise that this stepping away from youthful ideals into the practical world is a necessary gateway into a comfortable future. the only future you;ve been taught that exists. that an escape from the Matrix can only last a youth, not a lifetime. that this is what the knowledgable ones have called a growing up rite, an initiation ritual, a maturation, to be who They want you to be.
to struggle alone is never easy. many have tried: some may succeed, most have failed. havent you heard? democrats turn republicans when they start owning businesses. ideals are lost in the practical face of reality.
ive prided myself on my strong faith in my ideals. that i know whats right in my life, and whats wrong in yours. many have seeked my guidance, and ive gladly opined. but ive come to realise that ideals remain ideals. my ego have not obstructed the glaring fact that im not the first to discover these ideals. the simple truth that they still remain mere ideals and not the guiding principles of most pple's lives clearly show the depth of issues that ive yet to comprehend.
i hope ill never regret that moment when i said that ive given up. but the struggle is too painful to continue, and there's more important things and pple in my life than the ideals that i possess. but ive tried my best. i really did. and ill never regret for ive really tried.
i hope those before me will forgive me. and those after me will understand. for another has fallen because of his weak heart. so here lies a warning and apology to those before and after. for the elders have spoken.
im sorry
my family moved from sembawang to yishun, just a train station away. its now right smack in the middle of yishun central, making transportation and shopping utter delights.
took some time away from the Outside to clear out the junk from my luggages and from the numerous boxes of my stuff which my parents had packed for me. for the second time in my life, i decided to clear out another part of my past. out went a motherboard, packaging for kingston ram, an Athlon XP processor, for numerous other records of my misbehavior.
for a man without a destiny, hath no need for a past.
dedicated to the first man without a destiny, whose name has been erased by the winds of time...
sometimes you think you know everything there is to know. on how to live your life, how to lead others in living theirs, how to soothe the pains of the world. but sometimes you wonder if your arrogance hath blinded your sights, dulled your senses, soul stolen and eaten.
and you soon realise that this stepping away from youthful ideals into the practical world is a necessary gateway into a comfortable future. the only future you;ve been taught that exists. that an escape from the Matrix can only last a youth, not a lifetime. that this is what the knowledgable ones have called a growing up rite, an initiation ritual, a maturation, to be who They want you to be.
to struggle alone is never easy. many have tried: some may succeed, most have failed. havent you heard? democrats turn republicans when they start owning businesses. ideals are lost in the practical face of reality.
ive prided myself on my strong faith in my ideals. that i know whats right in my life, and whats wrong in yours. many have seeked my guidance, and ive gladly opined. but ive come to realise that ideals remain ideals. my ego have not obstructed the glaring fact that im not the first to discover these ideals. the simple truth that they still remain mere ideals and not the guiding principles of most pple's lives clearly show the depth of issues that ive yet to comprehend.
i hope ill never regret that moment when i said that ive given up. but the struggle is too painful to continue, and there's more important things and pple in my life than the ideals that i possess. but ive tried my best. i really did. and ill never regret for ive really tried.
i hope those before me will forgive me. and those after me will understand. for another has fallen because of his weak heart. so here lies a warning and apology to those before and after. for the elders have spoken.
im sorry
my family moved from sembawang to yishun, just a train station away. its now right smack in the middle of yishun central, making transportation and shopping utter delights.
took some time away from the Outside to clear out the junk from my luggages and from the numerous boxes of my stuff which my parents had packed for me. for the second time in my life, i decided to clear out another part of my past. out went a motherboard, packaging for kingston ram, an Athlon XP processor, for numerous other records of my misbehavior.
for a man without a destiny, hath no need for a past.
dedicated to the first man without a destiny, whose name has been erased by the winds of time...
