Rain drop keeps falling on my head. It falls everyday telling me to write something or whatever I can write about. Well, I have decided to see the world in a more old-fashioned way and touch on our common, humble, unique, and heroic sensitivities that define the sorrow and happiness of our existence.
Wednesday, November 19, 2008
Self incomplete...
Just a short note on what I mean by `self-incomplete.' It is just another understanding of we being created imperfect. The moment one is alone, one can feel one's imperfection and thus the seeking. But why can't we try to be humble for once and act appropriately when we are among other people? Despite that `incompleteness' of oneself, when being given the chance to air an opinion, it seems he or she is all perfect from head to toe. Not what is said, but the hidden message is full of double standard, double meaning, and a show off of one kind. Well, everybody is created equal in that sense of `self-incomplete' and that is normalcy at its best and that is what we are opened up to everyday despite the life nonsensical in the small sense of the word. Ha ha. Good morning...!
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