18.11.12
http://bookdepository.com
Call me lame, I only found out this website recently. Heaven for fellow books aficionado, they've got plenty in store here and that with free shipping worldwide. And I've already been at cloud nine with Times' Wordsworth Classics, to think about it!
Call me lame, I only found out this website recently. Heaven for fellow books aficionado, they've got plenty in store here and that with free shipping worldwide. And I've already been at cloud nine with Times' Wordsworth Classics, to think about it!
16.11.12
Sometimes, life chooses to present itself in the most bizarre way, that everytime another chapter unfolds, it never ceases to surprise us - in both good and bad way.
Maybe it's karma; good luck turns out to be a payback for our good doings, and hardships were mere result of our own wrongs in the past.
Maybe it just works like a Russian roulette. You pull the trigger; sometimes you're saved from all trouble, sometimes the bullet just decides to fire on your turn. No calculations, just pure coincidence.
We don't have the script. We don't know. We could look back and see what we did yesterday that makes what happens today; but it'd all be guesses, and just mere guesses it would be. We'd never know the truth, and for the time being, we should settle with not being able to know the truth, and live with it. It'd be more helping in believing, leaving the answer to the omnipotent being. The questions are His to answer.
It'd be nice to drop the whys, bury the vexation, and just live for the sake of living.
Maybe it's karma; good luck turns out to be a payback for our good doings, and hardships were mere result of our own wrongs in the past.
Maybe it just works like a Russian roulette. You pull the trigger; sometimes you're saved from all trouble, sometimes the bullet just decides to fire on your turn. No calculations, just pure coincidence.
We don't have the script. We don't know. We could look back and see what we did yesterday that makes what happens today; but it'd all be guesses, and just mere guesses it would be. We'd never know the truth, and for the time being, we should settle with not being able to know the truth, and live with it. It'd be more helping in believing, leaving the answer to the omnipotent being. The questions are His to answer.
It'd be nice to drop the whys, bury the vexation, and just live for the sake of living.
11.11.12
Conscience/subconscience
Nocturne sends you back and forth, to the conscious and then under it.
Skipping the split-seconds, missing a blink of an eye. Laughing with oneself at entertaining thought that doesn't even work a muscle when it's day.
It's easier to please, and so to tease. Laugh until you cry, (genuinely) cry.
Ante meridien. Sitting still befriending self and the conscience and the subconscience.
A fine line between two polarized end, of both the difference is just, well, give and take.