me.
my life.
connect.
venting machine.
history.
A given
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.
ecstatic_fogginess@yahoo.com.sg
Recent addictions
automobiles
books
fitness
Subway
any other stuff??
Thursday, November 03, 2005
6:09 pm
Enjoying life as a civilian these days can be detrimental too. Throat's gone over-strained and ears' have gone ringing incessantly. But a new deal's been cut and new friendships forged. En route to fulfilling that dormant dream of THE entry to stardom. Ticket's been given and everything else is shoved aside. But Revelation (on Tuesday) is weighing heavy on the soul. Pressing concerns have to be dealt with first. Been caught off-guard and clarity's gone awry. Got to get back on track like a Man on a mission. Currently stranded. Have to stay afloat and get to dry land quick. Search and find Victories. Triumph over the night terror. Today's the end of the mental mayhem. Drawing the line and turning aside. Tomorrow I'll be reborn. No more struggling. Instilling of wisdom and strength. Praying. This is competent. Keep it a harmonious race.
Racial harmony.
Suffering from the viscosity of the progress in this life as a civilian these days. Harmonise. Future is uncertain, but the music soothes. Enjoy being bad but consequencing from it. Blurry and soiled. Fogged up vision, metaphysically. Permanent contact lens. Want to keep atop the mount. Akin to a view in Afterlife retrospect.
Be bold and courageous.
Does this always just happen during DeepaRaya?
doodled
XD
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