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, June 15, 2006
1:55 am
Hates: the reachinghomefeeling and the movieendedfeeling.
The curse of the new pioneers have nothing to do with me. Now...
But does shopping empower one?
Suddenly, meeting(...) so many at a time. Forgetting some shouldn't matter much. Bumped into these and those. Sheikh, Kumar, Phyllis.
My frame of mind is that nothing sticks as a consistent standard...whatever works; anything goes. For preferential matters only la.
And I don't want more unnecessary chapters opened.
So, whatever thrives on the inside can take an eternity to shift and change, in spite of whatever's sown from the outside.
Same company. But new paradigm.
I mean some business here.
Niche, have you found me? Stand my ground- but later.
But really, whosoever's standing on yours is either yourself or I.
The formless ground is the safety of the hovering wonder.
The existential individuality is the heart and home of the flaccid and defunct effigy.
Is this an enslaved need or a liberated desire?
doodled
XD
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