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

20081016

10/16/2008 04:17:00 PM

Abstraction

The monitor flickered to life as the boy translated the mouse to its new position. He stared gravely at its alluring wallpaper that has been forcibly displayed upon the desktop, then heaved a sigh that was very much empty in a way. He spun around to observe the room he had entered -- nope, there was no sign of any other 'homos' visible within its boundaries. With much effort, the chair was being dragged from underneath the wooden table. The boy inspected his chair meticulously before placing his trust upon the chair to support his weight...

Well he wasn't overweight, that's for sure. He's just dreadfully cautious when it comes to new environments.

'Eh, boy, no games hor,' the middle-aged librarian hollered with 'much' discretion.
'Yes, Ma'am.'

*** shall continue as of such later ***

Bleak.. absolutely so, hence this entry shall be discontinued..

20081014

10/14/2008 07:43:00 AM

It all suddenly seems so bleak now, the intense line that separates reality from abstraction. I've met up with this 'stranger' twice now, and have been neglecting my abstraction for that purpose.. Yet there isn't exactly any strong reason that's apparent in its current state -- I'm still viewing the stars as if they shone light that was meant to be seen long ago.. the light that's of the prehistorically 'dead' stars. (should i explain this further? nah.. figure things out yourself, you're smart enough.)

And with much unknown effort, I've accidentally stumbled upon some additional knowledge. Somehow, truth would only seem as evil as i would believe it to be. I should've known that my curiosity would kill me someday, of which it almost did the day before. The 'sudden death' effect of knowledge was definite and unavoidable -- because humans, we all are.

I must note, however, emotions cannot hide themselves from the crowd. They would eventually seep out from the cold exteriors of any individual who chose to hide them. And the result would be? Yes, a rather formidable amount of regret and suspicion.

That's happening now.. real and abstract at the same time. I shall continue this another day.. this post is utterly directed to someone.. of which i doubt that person would be able to understand it either. We shall see about that though..