To escape from this system is the only thing I can think of. I feel like the only hope I have for myself is now placed inside a decaying container where people gradually put excessive amount of hyperbole and anomalous figures. It’s tiring that I need to get a pinch of pleasure out of my depression. How much more painful words to be thrown on me? I’m fighting to keep everything alive. I’ll do what it takes to change this world. That’s the only certainty for me. Well, I guess.
---few lines extracted from an essay which I wrote last January for philo subj
People converse about things that come into existence. Existence becomes senseless when there are no values or morals in the world. What is the basic truth of life? Are we allowed to imply any connotation? And then, mess up everything?
Once in a while, we set goals motivated by our values and beliefs, deviating from the reality. Truth is, we always have to start somewhere - the roots of our passion that can launch a variety of chances and opportunities.
I’ve met different people. There are people who judge unmercifully. There are people who help me sort things out. There are people who try to maintain my sense of worth by valuing me at high price. There are people who are just there, mainly to observe; while there are these people who accept and love me, regard me as a wonder by using their creative and inspired hearts.
I love the chanting of words, the way people create phrases significantly. There are moments when I attain the level of security from someone but still, I manage to live my life on my own terms. That’s the greatest part of it. I want to be the one in control, craft an essential character, and confine the good from the bad.
When you fight for something, it can often entail a thousand tears and raging emotions. Sooner, you’ll realize that you’ve built grudges continuously. Don’t give up. I believe that there’ll always be a superior voice that will tell you what you must do. You may not have any clue yet, but from these false judgments, disappointments and sorrows you’ve all encountered, they will lead you back to the roots. At that certain point, where passion started, beliefs and values were both molded by time and the “you” who has been combating life was fortified; hold on to it… The route especially made for you will be visibly seen.
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I know I'm supposed to sleep but then I had this itch to just comment; as usual ... Heehee.
I like those lines that you wrote. Immaculately written.
People judge and they will always jump to conclusions without profound answers; that is the bad thing in this world. But then again, it's inevitable because we cannot control them for what they want to say or judge about others. One thing though, we can learn to not be like them.
The way I value you --- I guess you'd know it best 'cause I cherish you for who you are and I've never placed my judgments on you because I do not have the authority to do so and even if I do, I would not. I said this to you once (remember our night walk in your school compound, during the Paskuhan?) ...
Your value is high, and can never be bought with all the money one can find in the world. Because the value that we all have is priceless.
(:
*hugs*
Kyels, ohhh, very sweet words. :) Thanks for appreciating my worth, as someone ;) Take cares! Talk to ya soon... MWAH!!!
Spikey says "Boo" ...
They aren't sweet words but perhaps what sane people would say? Or rather someone that knows what the value or others are worth?
(:
Take care too, always.
Kyels, all right then :)
Love ya bunches!
MWAH!
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