Whose life is it anyway?

Pot of jacks.

or

An avalanche of durians.

…

ouch.

What goes around comes around, I think. Then again, when I blog, I don’t think… I only type. Such an overwhelming sense of connectivity, of unison and oneness, for me can only be experienced between my fingers and my keyboard.. wouldn’t it be nice if such a feeling could be duplicated onto a certain human being.

A certain human being. lol

Then I wouldn’t even need to blog. I only need to be close to this person… and the message will still be crystal clear… in conventional silence. Ah. Ha. Ha. Ha.

Growth stumps my heart like an iron rod. Stump stump stump it goes. When will it ever stop, no one knows… Change is exciting, exhilirating… but always so awkward to live with. Then again, everything depends on our point of view. Whether the cheese is on our right or on our left, depends completely on where we are standing.

ha ha ha

So where am I standing?

here la. lol

I noticed that, the more a person likes us, the more we feel inspired by them. But then I also noticed, that when a person likes us, there can be 2 types of likes. 1 being like and appreciate you from the heart, while the other being like and appreciate you just for show.

When people truly like and appreciate us from the heart, we feel truly inspired. It’s strange, when people recognize greatness in us, we too couldn’t help but see the greatness in other people, and feel inspired by them.

But when people give us plasticky appreciation, the effect is somewhat toxic. Not only are we not inspired, we feel.. EXPIRED.

And then.. hohoho, it is exactly that fury of expiration that causes us to HUNT DOWN inspiration, and become great again.

I’m such a philosopher.. but then again, did I ever say I wasn’t? lol

Lol, my words wear masks. I know some bloggers who blog with masked words as well. But its ok. I think. It’s healthy. We don’t expose ourselves too much. For we fear the light of photoreceptors. We’re photophobic. Don’t shine your torches at us, ARGH!

Ahem . Still, I think my close friends are able to see through these masks… or incredibly high leveled 38 ones.

I’m so confused. :S pls ignore me.

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