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

20090120

1/20/2009 10:12:00 PM

An incredulous recipe to rid off Emptiness

Name: Emptiness-no-more
Category: Mental consumption
Status: Existent, Stabilizers present
Others: No preservatives added, all ingredients take immediate effect

Ingredients:
A generous serving of a full day of work, juggling between 2 projects;
A pinch of lunch;
A usual dose of driving lessons
An incoherent squeeze of travelling time;

Methodology:
1. Think of nothing else, well, literally nothing, since your superior watches you under his nose round the clock.

2. Head for lunch alone during peak timings -- Increases stress level and decreases flow of thoughts.

3. Head straight back to work, instantly burying oneself with more emails and perhaps indulge in flash games to de-stress and gain positive gaming stress.

4. Think nothing of leaving work later than dismissal time, make a beeline for the exit 10 minutes before the end of the day.

5. Walk at double the frequency, or rather, half the period of each pace, to hasten the mind, hence arriving just in time for a feeder bus.

6. Plug in the ear-pieces while travelling, man-made noises are only a hindrance to the calm and clear mind; pick up a book to read if need be.

7. Upon alighting at desired destination, cross the road without heed for traffic when the traffic is the heaviest -- refer to step 2 if in doubt of the reason.

8. Read while waiting for the lesson to commence at the driving centre; stare at the words, and only the words; concentrate and indulge in the comforts of those ear-pieces as well.

9. While driving, stay focused and perfect - be grateful when instructors say their praises to you.

10. At the end of the lesson, repeat step 6 while travelling home.

***

Inspiration no longer brews... all I have in mind is that of logicality... A typical mindset of a Scientist/Mathematician.

How disappointing... From this point of view, in a logical sense, I would conclude that I loved her so that I could receive that bit of inspiration from her.

Like I once mentioned my many trances...
"Life is full of transactions, not relationships"

But no... In the cultured and gentlemanly point of view, it's
"You'll feel worse to lose something you once had, than to feel you didn't have it at all."

What's love? I know not...
What's hate? I know lots.
What's sorrow? I'd say lament.
What's joy? I know not.

Who'd show me my sunrise once again?
You, you, you, you... or you*? Or is it me again?
Must I force the reverse rotation of the Earth just to see it?

*refers to different you's... 'you' does not refer to the same individual, get that right. And... 5 'you's is only a figure, the world is vast, 'you' might be anyone, who knows?