Friday, May 25, 2012
The Fall of Single Feather...
If death is not a choice, but what you get when you have no more choices to make, what do you do when you cannot see any new options?
Search for new choices?
With Regards,
Taken by one of the magicians::
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Saturday, May 19, 2012
The Fall of Single Feather...
Going to a club was like separating your body into different pieces.
Imagine Having at least 3 different experiences at the same time. Hearing one type of sound( loud, booming music), seeing different coloured lights and vague silhouettes and feeling whatever you are touching at that point of time( if you get what I mean). It's an explosion of information for your senses. And honestly, being half drunk isn't helpful either.
I don't like it. Granted that I did enjoy myself somewhat while I was there, but it was just because I was carried away with what everyone else was feeling; some sort of euphoria. All I'm all, the trip was great. Educational in some ways, fulfilling in many others. But I doubt i'd want to club again.
With Regards,
Taken by one of the magicians::
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Tuesday, May 01, 2012
The Fall of Single Feather...
I was born with a duty of sorts.
I was born being expected of something from the people around me. I suppose it was precisely this reason that my motivation for everyday life is to fulfill my responsibilities. To do what other people has expected from me.
But somewhere, somehow, I started to want things for myself. I started to have certain expectations of my own. Expectations that may conflict with my responsibilities.
Slowly, I got tired of people expecting things from me. Slowly, all I want is to be left alone. So that I can do things that I want. But then, what do I want? To do what others want from me so that they can be happy, which in turn, makes me happy? Or do what I want so that I can be happy?
I always imagined myself as a follower. I would do what he or she says, and I will accomplish everything to my best ability. I suppose that means I would rather accomplish what I was expected by others.
What am I suppose to do when I cannot find someone to follow? Someone that can tell me what to do? Someone who I can trust?
With Regards,
Taken by one of the magicians::
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