{Why'd you have to be so clueless?.

20071231

12/31/2007 11:30:00 PM

Something's not right here.. Today's the third day. This feeling of truth-seeking and abandoning it is so real now.. It is when you reach the crossroads that you start to realise what's most important to you.

My parents have told me countless times; I have told myself indefinitely as well.. If i choose to seek any path in life, i must lose something of equivalent value in order to enjoy its effects. And up till now.. I have not touched upon the topic of ideals, have i? Funny, the way i'd put it to be.. (laugh now, not later.. it gets serious as soon as you start reading the next stanza)

Every human being is entitled to possess certain ideals that he or she would embrace for life. Some have many, others - a few. People see me as one who's bent on fulfilling my ideals; to be crude in whichever way i'd figure to be -- in order to succeed in making this world -- my ideal. Many see me to be different from others of age, I have to deny that. I'm no different from any of my peers, I'm just like everyone else - satisfied with simple gestures and not material objects.. I speak with my heart to those i trust.. But of all the people whom i've given a space to in my heart, i finally understood that some of them aren't worthy to remain here and continue to sap on my existence. It's new year once again, and there are people whom are meant to be forgotten as well as those whom are meant to remain within my world.

I don't know what else to say.. because i'm unsure of how to phrase my endless thoughts for today.. perhaps i shall write again when i acquire peace and quietness in my mind.. And perhaps.. only perhaps.. that i might or would consider.. to forsake an ideal for someone.
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Persiflage of Liberation

Restless, listless and undesirably flawless...
My hopes were dashed once for its sacrosanctity;
Tis' unwilling to concede to my own rigidity.

Savants who hoped to live on as commoners;
As they were lost to wealth and fortune,
For their brains were just too well-tuned.

Dispatch yourself from this presence;
Shelf those thoughts of pestilence,
For truth shall now see its entrance.

A new day;
A new ray;
To forsake; to forget; to forbid.
To forgive; to forbear; to foray?

Detriments that fill our hearts,
Serving its will to fulfill those oaths.
We made our lives thus sour for years,
The falling of those unworthy tears..

Thus I spoke with my heart;
Awaiting that of a new start.
"Qualms? Haven't had any.."

Lying low,

Setting grounds;

Beginnings of ends we found.

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Of that we sought with our tattered dreams;

To live to endure,

Hearts be pure.

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-- JWK