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

20080930

9/30/2008 09:51:00 PM

I really wish to see.. the world that's repristinated.. So that i can live a life that's.. alive.. instead of WHAT I AM NOW!! I see the sins that humans have created once again.. and i've ignored many times over. Why must life be thus sour for someone who wishes for perfection? I've been striving to be the best that i can be... so as to not sin like the rest of them.. and yet.. today, another glass had shattered from within.

The world is just too full of themselves.. They can no longer hear me, no longer hear one another. All they care is what they do and what they want to do. If they don't get what they want, or rather, if they feel inferior in any extent, they blame it on others for not attaining their dreams. Why.. why must thou suffer thee fate of having to face these uncooperative homos?

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A child that's been stuck in a snowstorm out in the field.. Shivering and starving.. He's all alone.. But he knows very well that he's got to carry on with that life.. He's determined to survive the storm.. yet.. He's exhausted..

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I shan't say that's me.. but.. that was crafted out of my imagination of a lonesome child who's in such a predicament..

20080921

9/21/2008 06:37:00 PM

15 minutes to book in. I should be writing something short (which i might actually..) heh.. There's so much to write about, yet there's just too little time.

Too many events occuring at critical timings that seem so.. disordered. Perhaps.. i should be more tactful.. but i.. i'm engulfed by my research. There's just so much knowledge to absorb at the moment; there's not much to heed about the sensitivities.. I'm rather lost.. but i've decided to tread upon this path of life of which i might lose my sanity to. The conduct of my research has reached a stage where i'm no longer able to reverse the flow of time (not literally, but yes..)

"Repristination" was written so that i could.. reverse the fate of spilt milk.. that of shattered glass; that of burnt food.. anything.. any change that would seem or is irreversible.. And now.. I've finally been able to apply that to myself.. yet.. the more i dwell within the revival of a past happiness, i start to sense the road back to the present collapse on itself. There was no way back. I've treaded on a road of no return.

I must go.. at least to pursue the life in the past.. at least to live than die in the present.

20080914

9/14/2008 05:32:00 PM

much as i'd have expected.. there was nothing more that's left between them. A sad story i'd say.. nonetheless, it's rather joyous for several individuals. Certain artefact remain in his possesion, he needs to free himself from a misery that's been haunting him -- a memoir of his fairytale gone bad. But of course, there was none but one method to relieve him of his predicament. Shalt thou reveal the fate of thee?

I yearn to see his freedom from imprisonment. His efforts to reconcile (or did he? haha.. i must be inquisitive for that one.. for i'd never know what he would presumably do) would seem to no avail. Quite sadistic of me, but plague that saps on to my very existence seeks to harm itself.

nonsense? is that nonsense that i'm saying? nah.. only she would be able to understand. An encryption that would only allow the directed person to understand. That's my specialty.

I've read, heard, and saw with my existence, the distance that's between them through all that drifting and lack of communication. It's not really his fault.. for she knew that he doesn't like to talk at all. (undoubtedly, he'd still think he's at fault.. due to.. _____ <-- this she'd be able to fill as well)

alright.. shan't say much, got much to do. certainly... a certain fact that is.. he's not ready at all.