January 2010
15 posts
the meaning of life
life, in itself is meaningless.
love and care, hand in hand with personal goals give a life its meaning
all of which are subjective, to morality and culture.
so, to answer all questions,
go give your life some meaning.
RE: junkyards
i walk through the junkyard, seeing familiar faces of those i’ve discarded, temporarily though some seem permanent. there is remorse in my actions of treating people like objects but really, it could just be the gin. 7am and i haven’t slept yet, in such a dirty state of mind i can’t breathe. the stink of the unorganized mess gave me reasons as to think why i don’t come here...
junkyards
How much can you salvage from a wreck you made? How much can you fix from unbroken trash? How do you value the junk when all you got is the truth?
We’re fools for ever thinking we know the answer, especially when our principles weave in and out our pasts.
What can you find in a junkyard that you can’t find in regret or disappointment? Is it weak to anticipate the damage...
Time is all I know
For every moment in time, there is an infinite number of random/corresponding moments for the past and future.
Accepting this may not help your decisions, but the truth in it is that we can trust that our destinies are more/less dynamic than what we perceive in the moment.
Even now, our paths are spinning about.
a lucky quickie
i never knew lucky 7 actually worked…win a bill ftw
i am powerless
some nights the stars look more out of reach but
those nights i still take it all in with both my feet up
like an outer body i can see how tiring the world looks from way up there
blank words, love birds and selfish people playing fair
uncharacteristic dares, nightmares, with the taste of dirt
phonecalls that hold truth has its sight on hurt
and i’ve said i’ll take true words...
you have it all wrong
it’s not that you’re underappreciated,
it’s just that you appreciate yourself too much.
Butao’s don’t sleep, we just close our eyes. Butao’s...
– Ryan Butao aka The Wisdom
(“LMFAO” added by The Truth)
Way to break my train of thought
So I was on my way to class with a new post on my mind; something to do with being the only one bobbing my head to my music on the bus. I was wondering what everyone was listening to; I mean, majority of the people on the bus were students and majority of them had earphones. They seemed like they weren’t paying any attention to what they were listening to and I could be wrong, but bomb...
and thats the truth...
A week away from the frigid GTA wasn’t long enough to shock my return. A week away in Jamaica was worth the work missed, and I’ve achieved everything i wanted; peace of mind, outstanding memories, and a Jamaican beater…
All inclusive resorts are bomb, but I’d say their greatest drawbacks are losing sight of where you’re really from.
One of the excursions my fams...
some sanity
ayin tahat ayin, an eye for an eye, governed by universal karma.
a girl often reminded me that life’s not fair.
is it possible to believe both?
people do good and expect, at times never admitted, that good will be returned.
is that not a belief in fairness? even justice?
i will tell you the truth: both are just tools of convenience.
it’s what you use to explain why a child should...