19/11/2007
Its either i lower my expectations, or i improve my reality...
I've been trying to lower it.
But sometimes its not that easy to lower your expectations is it? Its dangerous as well.
Maybe some expectations, you never wanted to let go, some you tried to, but the expectations is still there.
Sometimes you are hurt by your expectations, and in your hurt you try to find comfort, and that comfort is hoping that your expectations will still be fulfilled.
Human fail. We all fail. We all make mistakes.
Justice, why is there even a need for it?
As you grow older, you start seeing the corruption, the junk of this world. And yes its in our politicians, our celebs, our policemen.
Sometimes i guess, what makes justice so flawed and biased, is that the law is the one holding the gun, not you, not the criminal, in the court i mean.
I seen policemen on the news beat up in brutal fashion, in a manner that is unspeakable, the humans and civilians, yes sometimes they made mistakes, but let me ask you, did not the policemen made mistakes too?
Why riot, if everyone lived a life that is comfortable? So who or what caused the riot? The politician? Our perception? The simple movement?
I seen how people riot, and create chaos, and yet the police does little to hear and understand their pleads, but instead ruthlessly and inhumanely wound the civilians. Now lets reconsider, who is right, and who is wrong?
In the end, who holds the gun?
I watched people arguing over the right to abortions. Who is right now? Was it right to abort, was it wrong? Why is there such a word call abort in the first place? Wasnt it the rapes that caused it? Wasnt it the disability to bring up the child? Wasnt it the defect?
Sometimes the root of the issue was never about what is current, but what happened in the past that cause the current. I guess i do not wish to make a stand. Life isnt easy out here. It gets harder by the year. Sometimes aborting the child to me, is doing the child a favour. And my guess is the child gets to stay in heaven, i mean i believe God is kind enough to let the child stay right? The child didnt even have a chance to say yes or no to Christ, so let s be nice and assume the child said yes. I mean come on, i believe haven never encountered the problem of overpopulation has it?
I wish my words could be heard, somewhere, somehow, in a certain fashion.
But just like the civilians, they werent heard were they? Just like the aborted babies, i didnt get much of a choice did i?
Its okay to get hurt, its normal, the problem is moving on with it.
Yeah i am finding it hard.
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Take control of the atmosphere
Take me far away from here
There is no better loss than to lose myself in you
In a parachute to glide, I am captive in your sky
Surrender has somehow become so beautiful
Its such a beautiful surrender
Move me up through the darkest clouds
Till I've lost in the sun every shadow of doubt
There is no better find than to find myself with you
In a fog you are all I see
I'm inviting you closer with each time I breathe
Surrender has somehow become so beautiful