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ESCAPE FROM BABYLON
04.05.07 (5:46 am)   [edit]
Don't mind me. In my current state of mind, incoherence is only as natural as salt in soup, pepper on grill, and sugar in honey. From top down till bottom, I've gyrated possibilities to resolve the current predicaments. Well, not exactly predicaments that severe, but maybe just savage thinking.

I'm feeling quite unsettled with the news of the half-god coming to town. Not that it's any of my concerns, just that, he seemed to be looking at me.

I don't like that.

And to think I got a random confirmation today, again, on the piercing eyes. None colored, just blacked out. Yet, they penetrate the core like a hot knife through butter. That's so apt.

I'm already thinking about recovery procedures and cessation paperwork. Confidence has been flooring into the basements lately, after been hit twice, in a single week, over my own judged capabilities. Not that it matters, but somehow, it involved a lot of money in the big picture.

I remember this world-conquering game where the map is spread across the screen with all kinds of goodies up for grabs in a free-for-all. Anybody can take anything, except owned stuff. And you see money sprawled across the meters, jumping incessantly as the game moves along. Now. Take out the money factor, and all you have is pure fun.

Divide and conquer as they say. Question is, how does the build up takes place foremost?

If thinking too much paints the formula, then decipher this: why would the half-god make a trip a quarter round the globe? What if we meet? In truth, I think I have my answers in a pocket notebook.

Been extremely hooked on this Ah Mei song. It's probably the Gospel rendition along with the rock vibes that got me. Otherwise, there were only 2 lines in the song that I respected. Granted, I think hitting something, regardless how little, is better than none.

Butter me on this one, but I think a lot of good writers don't get the worthwhile recognition other than being presented with more opportunities to do what they do best without the recognition. And top that off, I don't believe a songwriter can hit the jackpot twice in a lifetime.

One hit wonders are probably the real music heroes.

Nonetheless, I've been on huge doses of WWE for the last couple of nights to the point, it has become quite pointless. I really wish to do something. Anything. But that's just that. Riding on empty.

Of course, at 4am, connections to the sites are like cleared highways at the same time.

Just the other day I was driving down ECP for the first time at gently over 140kmh. I think I fell asleep or something, cos I couldn't remember how fast that feeling was. All I could sense was cars moving really slow all around me, I and was purely chasing after a blue and another white colored cab down the expressway.

Funny, considering at that speed on a night where I was totalled at the KTV joint, it felt refreshing blasting the stereo and just simple, wondering off to dreamland.

I hate the feeling of speed, like I hate plane rides. But tipping the needle over the 140 mark felt easily easy. It's awesome when there's nothing but darkness and a trail of lights that form on both sides of the roads in amber. Kinda brought me back to Beauty World. Funfair rides so slow you can crawl faster, and cheap roadside stalls that gives you 5 darts or a pack of arrows for a dollar. Of course, you'll never win anything.

Those were happier days when mom and dad still held hands, and me and sissy still scream and giggle in excitement under the sea of lights. I didn't wear glasses. Didn't need to. And everything was crystal clear in all spectrum.

I gather, we all miss that. But I also gather, the ice-cream man had better field days in nice suits, basking in popularity.

There were no pictures. Therefore, it could have been make-belief.

It's kinda late isn't it? For many things. One thing I've very rarely done is to ask for a light from strangers. I don't know why. Maybe I felt it hideous a task to be performed. Already a half-beast and still getting aid for destructing. Vanilla tasted good today.

Mammy, are you listening? Booboo needs some help.
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