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04.10.07 (2:52 am)   [edit]
I think matchsticks are one of the most water resilient things on earth - you wet them, take them out and shake them dry, and they'll still strike. I think cigarettes are the most innovative products on earth - every brand logo is left behind after its done, and despite the space constraints, they can always be identified. I think belts are the best fashion statements - be it casual or formal, one glance, and anyone can tell if you've put an effort dressing yourself up.

I think picture frames are the biggest dilemma - you can never put a picture on its on to stand out, yet, with the wrong frame, things don't feel right. I think ear-plugs are the weirdest things to use - you put them on to avoid loud noises, but you can never ask why you're there in the first place. I think speech is the toughest thing to engage in - you may be saying the nicest things, but if you don't mean it, anyone can tell.

I think colors are amazing - we'll never pick a black flower for mommy, or choose a white pan to cook in. I think envelopes are the most mysterious things to receive - the contents either make you happy, make you sad, or totally kill you. I think smiling is a good exercise - everyone does it, but hardly knows why.

I think butterflies are the gentlest insects around - they don't bite, they don't disturb anyone, and they certainly don't shit on you. I think water bottles are funky - you carry the cutest when you're young, carry the coolest when you're in school, carry the biggest when you have a family, and carry a plain one when you're old. I think paperclips are undermined - they not only hold papers or folders together, or whatever else you want them to hold, but are bendable to suit the mood.

I think whining is a good way to have a break - you whine, then you still get back to whatever it was you were whining about. I think you still don't know what I'm talking about.

For many months now, it has been an uphill task readjusting to society in general. I didn't really need to, and obligations aside, I only have anger to justify the cause. What would have been, were not, but what could have been, will not. The oxymoronic state of mind is the single, most powerful condemnation to sustain.

I've rested quite some, and bounced back somewhat today to a day half-spent, and half exited. Worrying got the better of me, troubling swept me down, the swine. To the curious onlookers, I bowed in earnest regret - no good man stands alone, no bad man works in communities. Hunger has driven the starving to beg, poverty driven the poor to oblivion, cynism driven me to madness.

Between this and that, I choose to stay neutral, just so that I am objective in accessing the collateral damage and to rectify the confusion. Dispelling truths are hard, but dispensing with them all together can be a nightmare. And grieving will hopefully come soon.

I need some more fresh air. For the air I breathe needs a revamp. No style, no substance. Just bad air.
 

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post date: 04.11.07 (7:47 am)

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