Sunday, June 19, 2005
Just talked to someone n it got me thining. N i realised that sometimes things go deeper than u think. Every single thing is complicated. Life is complicated.
Everything that is happening, presently, is but a passing incident. If you look at the bigger picture, u'll realise that ur all alone.
Things come and go. so do people. even those whom ur closest to. those whom u tot would stick to u for ever. those who've been ard since e day u were born. those whu r related to u by blood.
The things people hold so dearly upon, things that has always seemed so familiar, changes into something that we'll never understand.
Sometimes i wonder why i get so affected by the little things pple say, by the little incidents that happen. When ultimately it isnt just about me, myself and I. Neither is it about then people ard me, nor simply anybody else.
There is in the end no purpose, no meaning whatsoever in everything.
There is no fresh chapter. Everything is but a lie, it isnt even a phase people go thru. It is a whole facade, the world, the universe and all things greater. We're disillusioned.
Sometimes i dwell so much on my multiple imperfections that i believe that e world would be a better place without me. But then again i realise that i am nothing, that wiht my existence or of any other kind, would it change anything at all.
It's scary and empty tho know everything is aimless.
Then again, I dont even see any explanation for this rubbish.
SHUts at 12:32