It's been sometime since i took my hat off and stayed at one place for a bit. I've been transiting through many fragments of time that sometimes you ask yourself when and where are you at this very moment. They call it "lost in transition" but for me, I'm just moving around in circles without a doubt of the many possibilities.
As the bass does its beat and the electronics that evens out the soul, i develop this empty feeling, which is rather quite similar to the ones i had for the last few couple of years. Perhaps after leaving the service, i had some time to dig out some of the hidden emotions that were stranded under the skin.
the beautiful thing is that as you walk through the dark walkway and strafe to the next corner, the rays beam down on you so far that your eyes just cannot comprehend. So much straining and agitation as you make your undoubted inevitable steps into the light.
But no, i had experienced worse in my life and this time round, I am sure the idea of "lost" has no significant impact on my existent time which i walk in. I could say, things have become so slow that one is about to lay the cards out into a 9x9 manner and slowly analyze every possible scenarios.
The only thing that troubles me is my developing character. Somehow, i always have the thinking of "doing it left", rather than "doing it right". I hate this stinking feeling because many times, when i enter a room, I'm always full aware of the different exits. They say its a good thing, knowing when to cut your losses but when it happens all the time, it does not justify reasons for the constant losses.
Nevertheless, i believe all these unexplained norms are simply tweaked by the stagnant pace of life which I've been waking up to every morning. The right challenge of my everyday is sticking to what i say, how i say and who i say it to. Everybody is entitled to their opinions but some of which are brushed away because of that particular person's credentials. And often i find that to be rather common lately...
As the bass does its beat and the electronics that evens out the soul, i develop this empty feeling, which is rather quite similar to the ones i had for the last few couple of years. Perhaps after leaving the service, i had some time to dig out some of the hidden emotions that were stranded under the skin.
the beautiful thing is that as you walk through the dark walkway and strafe to the next corner, the rays beam down on you so far that your eyes just cannot comprehend. So much straining and agitation as you make your undoubted inevitable steps into the light.
But no, i had experienced worse in my life and this time round, I am sure the idea of "lost" has no significant impact on my existent time which i walk in. I could say, things have become so slow that one is about to lay the cards out into a 9x9 manner and slowly analyze every possible scenarios.
The only thing that troubles me is my developing character. Somehow, i always have the thinking of "doing it left", rather than "doing it right". I hate this stinking feeling because many times, when i enter a room, I'm always full aware of the different exits. They say its a good thing, knowing when to cut your losses but when it happens all the time, it does not justify reasons for the constant losses.
Nevertheless, i believe all these unexplained norms are simply tweaked by the stagnant pace of life which I've been waking up to every morning. The right challenge of my everyday is sticking to what i say, how i say and who i say it to. Everybody is entitled to their opinions but some of which are brushed away because of that particular person's credentials. And often i find that to be rather common lately...
"Life is no longer a life if you're waking up to similarities every morning" - frostdude
nice ~ when it becomes automatic, it sucks. Regain control!
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