I can’t believe in my eyes that two lonely people became a one happy couple. It’s a matter of time, though, to realize how people ended up together; getting to know each other, desperately trying hard to work-out a relationship as boyfriends and girlfriends, living as one after a happy matrimonial ceremony and ended as happy a mothers and fathers to their child. I could barely wake from that dream, when in fact life is very hard to struggle, very hard to live with. How could two people ended up united and happy, when all of their lives they’d been struggling to stay alive? It made me wonder suddenly. It made my mind flew. It made me realize that everything is worth many things.
Night shaft is tantalizing, while I wonder with humor about simple things in life. Simple things that are so hard to get over. For instance, how could a person blame someone of hurting her/him when in fact it is her/him’s choice to fall in love or to be with someone. Isn’t that makes sense? Everything you do is your choice. Everything you utter is your will. So, everything won’t matter if you won’t choice or get acquainted with someone! It is then your fault of being hurt, being fooled by someone you’ve trusted most. It is never ever wrong to be a loner. It is never ever wrong to be an island. It is never wrong to live just yourself, if you’re setting yourself from hurt and pain, if you are too lame to get hurt, insults and harsh treatments from others.
The clouds are now covered with grey sky, cold wind rushing from east, indeed twilight is here. Apart of being sluggish and restless, I have a mind and a façade of a useless wizard, ragged, untidy and skinny like I’ve never had the happiest moment of my life. Sounds weird though I am attractive, as what they told me, weird the way I dressed-up. Is it because my dresses are dirty? Or an old fashioned one? But whatever my dresses looked like to others, I don’t just care. It is another odd thing to think about…that people will judge the way you dress, ignoring the good things that you’ve done to others. How many people left in the world with an organized mind? Organized as in thinking about the good things to do without minding other people’s status in life. Boastful people are around. Odd to think that they’ve been boasting all their life, knowing that they have difficulties or imperfections as well as others.
Blimely, everything in the world’s going odder, isn’t it?
Saturday, December 6, 2008
Odd to think about
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