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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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Sunday, August 06, 2006
1:35 am
Gotta stop being hu2 tu2...no excuse!! And getting myself tardy all the time is still sticking like glue (wake-up calls depreciate drastically in value)..
AND I GOT MYSELF SCATHED. Either due to the heaty quality of foods I've ingested over the past days; or cos of a one-time thing when I gobbled and stuffed down tidbits. The inner walls of my lower gums are now ravaged to rawness.
The intensity of the conversations we have had thus far, over recent days- have all been pseudo-hellish. Raised tones and ugly intents communicate the entire display of outtalking and gaining satisfactory shuttingups from the each other. What cracks of discord these all are! What a wily choreography.
But am I turning bitter? Is the devil surviving somewhere still?? Orchestrations. But we still bored through the mire. Because true love works its way through divisive tendencies too....
Good fortune is actually God's grace at work. And that said- my parents' grace included also.
What inferiority always means to me is the inability to rise above a self-conceived handicap. And this is why I've my understanding God for me to love and relate to. In a sense of totality-coverage.
I've to say.... the famous guy simplistically ministering songs of peace, joy and gratitude in our midst- should never ever see his work get despised, because the very foundations that shape our beliefs has been needing, and will always need that constant sustenance and nurturing; and a familiarity-maintenance.
I think everyone has the propensity to be amiable and good-natured- none of us is ever a cold and rural island unable at all to care and joke about.. You'll just have to know which buttons to push...for each and every individual there are distinctive (and sometimes obscure) sets of them.
Inklings of temptation are stealthily seeping back in. My spiritual epiphanies really hold no water with little or no motivation from the outside...but I personally recognize my deep longing to grow close now.
But at this threshold of my new beginnings, once again I need to rely on more than just an outburst of wild emotive forces to spur me on in this gruelling and daunting mission. The cheese of my words man.
Thank the harmonious, multi-religious society we're all in. This is not a thought that I've generated NOW per se, but Being righteous as opposed to Being justifiable can both tear up a person's soul, especially when either way both clothe themselves in paramount credibility and are enthroned in alluring fashion. Justice versus mercy? It's a tie. Some days are Sundays for each one.
On with the everything'sfineandIdon'tmind mantra. It's situation-based, some quip. It's essential for AppropriateFocus, others boom.
My lack of sleep. I've resigned to let it hang around longer.
Words are never enough. They kill my most genuine of expressions of my innermost state- the very moment they appear on this screen, or the exact second they leave my lips.
doodled
XD
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