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1985, east coast, servitude to the nation.
confused, clarity-hungry shapeshifter.
badminton, ktv, the bigscreen, slumber.
soccer, surfing, pool, relationships.
analytical & brain-churning communication.
GOD.
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fitness
Subway
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Friday, September 23, 2005
1:14 am
I could be all wrong. The eagerness to delve into the crevices of my cranial convolutedness may just very well prove to be a form of escape. What really matters to me may have just been very radically revolutionised.
Because the awareness of the clarity of my goals and needs might not coincide with the Highest Truth of all.
God.. and myself. And what i'm going to do with that.
That, incidentally, encompasses all there is to be known! To think that i'm all for gaining knowledge and information. And just priding myself in the vast influx of data i'm obtaining from all around that i'm on the brink of selling my soul, and losing my eternity. No i can't forego that. Not for anything else glamorous. I've gotta simplify my wants.
This passion to be in the know; to be continually seeking the distinctive place I hold in this world; to dissect and define everything.. let's give it a name.. Under Mine.
But Under's been burning enthusiastically in me perpetually. Like denying it would be stifling the development of what would otherwise have been a momentous breakthrough in self-discovery! Certain things seem more tangible than reality, and that's what i call ''pushing it''.
What would you do.. when fantasies and bleak ambitions are all so honestly genuine and inyourface; that they far surpass what the Purest truths of who you can really be by His benchmark, has to offer?
Is there a past tense for optimistically envisioning your destiny? I'd like to go there.
doodled
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