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Friday, October 17, 2008'♥

// a lie we all live in.//

listening : so beautiful -peter murray

it's so deceiving how my white plain walls of this space overwork the melancholic overtone of my days.

reality is such a beautiful deception that we weave to entrap ourselves in. this tapestry of false consciousness has such a way to pervade our thoughts and instinct ; to make us believe the things we want to and of those we assign to the oblivion. the definition of our own reality - of how it is, of what it is and of what it should be. Sui generis and we become the puppets estranged in a world we created.

that said, in my reality,have i been enslaved by my rationality and its lack thereof?

it's been a long time since i watched my films, my reads, my photography, and my museums.
it's a wonder how varsity education stupefies me so and the only time that induces any interllectual learning is the 2 hours of sociology tutorial.

4:14 PM








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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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theng. yy. greg. elvin. weidong. leong.s shan. mich. sharon. nana. huisien.


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