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jurassic park 2.0? ;]
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jurassic park 2.0? ;]
L O L this is nice hahaha …")
SO AWESOME ME FEELZ LIKEZ BUYINGZ ITZ
lol cant imagine zj’s face when i use this infront of him :D
the blogging starts again
i’ve always detested typing out my thoughts, maybe because they were obviously very long. and though my audience usually thinks im crazy, why should i bother packaging myself presentable to others. everybody has their inner demons, and mine just loves to talk, or type in this case. i guess it cant deny that writing things down can be a form of relief for me, where i can speak my mind and go to bed. some say its a dominant need to share views, i say its a place i can look back and give thanks.
technically speaking, this blog is out of commission and the only probably people reading are those who follow me or those who actually look at my facebook (its linked yes) and to be honest given the response i have, i honestly dont care haha :)
why do i always sound like a cynic in my own blog, am i skeptical of my own values? of course not! its just very puzzling at times when people choose to ignore, we choose to take the easy route because everyone else does so~ what sets us apart from others?
what is with love and the world?
what do we perceive love as? is it something tangible as some would believe?
deep down I feel lost in this world, like my personal perception of love is never understood. or at least people think they do, but their actions justify themselves indifferently. is loving someone suppose to be easy or hard? sometimes it feels as if loving someone would require emotional commitment … what happened to unconditional love, love than transcends reciprocation? what happened to “love thy neighbour as thyself” in matthew22:39? clearly we live in selfish times, men and women who are blinded by self and are unable to empathize, unable to feel for others, unable to think beyond personal gain and loss. is the love we seek actually love itself? or is it just a facade for personal selfishness?
i often ask myself “how do you know you love someone?” and somehow in my schizophrenic mind I answer back with “how can i not love him or her?”. why do we restrict how much love we can give? and how much we can receive? aren’t we killing the very thing we preach in our lives? why must we latch emotional reciprocation or gains onto the things we do. yes it is a very real world and we must survive, but this is godless. godless i tell you.
相识－相知－相惜－相爱－结婚
for the chinese illiterate, it just lays out the basic process of romantic love.
knowing, understanding, appreciating, loving and creating a union out of it (marriage)
we often skip the process of knowing someone, understanding someone and treasuring someone before we actually say we love someone. how can we love without knowing, how can we love without understanding? how can we therefore love someone without treasuring that person? are our words an empty shell now? where does the basis and justification of love stem from now? emotional feelings and physical contentment can only bring you thus far.
因误解在一起，因了解而分开。
if we got together without understanding, we might break apart when we do.
it pains when i have to succumb to decisions in life which does not make sense. we all know we should teach our kids to be honest, upright and good kids, but in the process of it all, we harbor thoughts of regret, weary and doubt in such teachings. will my kid get bullied? will he be too gullible? can he survive in society? these questions surface on most parents heads, but who can be blamed, it IS a cruel world. but how can a child understand such values, when parents are not able to exemplify them?
can i carry on idling in life when people around me dont understand how great love is, how powerful it can be? can i stop procrastinating about darkness and be the first litted candle? its tough i tell you, its so tough that sometimes my fire seems like it can die out anytime. but god is like the wind, though it’s strong and nearly extinguishes me, the surge of new oxygen combust into a new flame.
once again my dear readers, whoever you may be … are we going to extend care only to those who thank us for it? are we going to show concern to those who can reciprocate? are we going to go the extra mile with no expectations? are we going to be an emotional support to those in need or must they be the person we “love” or “like”?
i know what the answers are, but can i do it?
not alone …
well come to think of it
sometimes i wonder if girls are worth the effort ;) and fuck no i’m not gay either. HAHA
I protect my country and home. Or in other words I change passes all day and open the armskote for the guards.
—Me
Why do you work so hard for nothing?
Me?
I don’t need self affirmation to do the right things in life.
—me.
collapsable affections
i wish i could just fold my emotions into an origami and keep them in a shelf
NIGHTNIGHT by DEDDY
