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Saturday, February 17, 2007'♥

so it's a another evening out with elthevin.
we questioned the notion of perceptual bias of social norms.
we dissected the insecurities of an extrovert who is really just an introvert at heart.
we doubted the reciprocality of friendships.
i pondered on the entrapment of my being with my very own reclusiveness.
he mulled on his superficiality and individuality .

When all things seem so grey, when everything is just another perceptual bias of another person, when ideas are just variances of individual thought processes, do what others think still matter?

When societal norms are really just self fulfilling prophecies and notions an individual chooses to believe in, what are the real truths and lies that we are living by?

And how and why do we form that basis of belief in a society?

How and why do we not question the infinite possibilites ?

How and why do we let a society that's as messed up as today shape and mould the individual that we become.

Why do we let them bound and chain our minds.


Will it be suffice for the mental and emotional development , if a person just lives by the world , that he has painstakingly crafted for himself? where he chooses how to live and not live with his choices?


With that i can only conclude there's only so much reclusiveness an individual can subject himself to. After a while, you will only ensnare yourself in your webs of thoughts and they will consume you bit by bit, so much so that it throws you into this vortex of fear and confusion. The more you fear, the less you see of the world and yourself.


mmm.i am happy again.
Reason? It's today on that i know I will live to choose, to create my own choices and not, choose to live with the choices.
Be a victim of anything, but circumstance.


It's all but a slumber that i have slept too long in.
Now , it's the time to live. again.

3:48 AM








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eloera jesusa woon.

she paints skins of whom she has never known, and may never be.
she fortifies , she preserves - of what time has taken.
she dances in the silvers of her moonlight ,
with this cacophany of noises,with these falsities -they lead her hand. //

the facades that she hide behind, the facets of her life.she is but the master of puppetry.

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