So decided to come back again to write. And since i am in quite a mortified kind of feeling and expression now i decided to write in a new way.
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Laid down at the sofa making a phone call. Thought after it, things would somehow return back to normal. Not as expected as he would see. Lying on his back he though to himself: "Its been long. Long that i stop in my own phase of time belt." He closed my eyes thinking and trying to remember every little bits of information and words that came out from his mind. Blank. Can't remember much.. Gave up. Knowing himself as being too forgetful and careless. He branded himself as just someone who can't be really trusted with words. Irony. It was never was near his own imagination that he would at last admit it since he was quite proud of his own memory and ability to remember every single thing said during his adolescence period.
He closed his eyes again. World seemed to become a more and more fast and real ever since graduation. Still could remember some small bits of fun and exciting times that passed on. The time where students gathered together in school and bitch about every little action the teachers had with us. Stole, smoked, fought, loved, cried, cheated and enjoyed. Nearly did every little vice there was during the middle school times. Then towards the life of the high school. Laughter with different group mates, skipping lectures just for fun, sitting in canteens with apparent reasons etc.. Then the effect of the real world started to work its havoc. Soon, students learnt to start politics flying across the campus. Outcasting some to make themselves feel more indispensable. Spreading rumors between each other like wildfire. It was scary how the mind and the mouth can become a strong and dangerous "weapon". Graduation came. The world jolted to a start at this phase. Many things happened at the same time. Mixed, confused and still in a very vulnerable stage. Work became a hard truth that one must accept. Looking over the shoulder, one actually can never see the end of such life. Work to live and live to work.
Reality is really a painful one.
Soon he has to stop getting accustomed to such life and move on to another phase, the day of enlistment. "Not far from now", he thought to himself.. Soon luxuries of life that makes oneself hide from reality is going to be far from reach. Bunks with different recruits that has different life stories to tell would soon appear. It would be really hard to put down what he has and the people that are around him. Staring at the red lantern in the room.. More life stories flashed back to his mind. Many came and left in life. World seems to become a nasty place where people fight each other for survival. Suddenly what his friend talked to him about, a Genocide happening on earth. War. A devastating catastrophe befalling, or just a simple waking up of "God" Himself to reconstruct the world again like many billion years ago before evolution doesn't seem so bad after all.
It sometimes really makes one seem very devoid of feeling and reason to have emotions. Misunderstandings occur. Jealousy, fight for power. For what? To live is evil as safely said because no one is a saint nowadays. Its just a fearful opposite of words.
LIVE
EVIL
I don't like how this world works. Not at all. Not a bit..
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