I squeeze smiles out of you!

Monday, September 11, 2006
1:55 am

I tend to use words loosely, so please pardon how sometimes I don't say what I mean. Or mean what I say. My lack of attention to watch the connotation and intonation of my words vex both others and myself alike. Also the source of many misunderstandings and quarrels. Unpleasant, yet habitual. But in the end, constructive remedies always prevail, but seldom am I the reason!

I'm victimized under the tortoise-and-hare principle: you stay closer to an appointment venue= you get complacent and leave at a later time....AND you reach later than those who live farther away.

I also am held captive and am manipulated by an influx of thoughts all the time.

This is one:-
And with an objective-approach mechanism fitted to the ear, every negative intonation attached to others' words that can potentially trigger off fights- will all be filtered out, and so we become slow to anger. "Hear the heart, not just the words.."
So I've still got to speak clearer, and plan better. An imperative command.

Really simple syndication. Someone tell me what's that.

Admiration only for my good ol' pops. Sacrificial provision. Compels me to give some quality payback.

This joy today has flowed through my veins. Bonus quality in parties? I've seen how others have all jumped on the bandwagon and that feels warm on the inside of me. But drifting away irks me so bad. Like every reunion is another redevelopment of all familiarity from square one again.

When I can't let go, I know my ego is protesting for justification. Confess!...till liberated.

My lack of sleep gets me helplessly distracted in the midst of me solemnly concentrating.

Sigh, what to do... I'm still wriggling free from thoughts that choke my will from flexing its muscles.

When you sometimes catch me shooting off my mouth, all impromptu and non-stop, I'm speaking from the depths of my being...and it's beautifully heartfelt. Bursting with supernatural articulation and truth. Just like a farewell thankyou; a death request; a 21st birthday speech. This side of me- light years away from who I'm always like. But I desperately aspire to be like this all the time. Consciously.

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