It's 11.15pm+ and I ought to be asleep. I'm so tired.. even though much of my workload has been shifted away, but the irritating part about it is that I appear to be quite free, which puts my thoughts inside my head..
While then suddenly that vividly I remembered all of them, coz they juz juz can't get off my mind.. triggered by you yanling. Surprisingly.. the word "letters" awoke my memories about Joanne. Yupps.. it sorta forges an image into my head. That I will explain later..
It's morals.
& Letters.
I shall KIV for tomorrow. The new Moon website http://www.newmoonthemovie.com/
It's dam nice lahs the webbie and got carried away. The next thing was dad.
There's nothing on tomorrow, so probably will update tomorrow bahs.But tinking back, since I'm sending Cuzzie Claire De Lune, I'll have my thoughts written.
Morals are the thing that factor much in our decisions. It is also the very thing that decide the society somehow. At the same time, if everyone had the same level of morality, would there ever be any change in life? It becomes very like that stuck? It has also been factor of much controversial in our lives. Prostitution.. Sex.. Lifestyle.. Culture.. and so on. The thoughts that I draw depicts me of being 1 of the many many persons created differently. That makes this world. Back to those Science and religion issue, like in Angels & Demons, The Church has stopped what science has failed to deem as dangerous. Like a toddler who does not know what is morals from the start.. Like a child who does not know the might of his strength.. Such issues concerns politics as well. Probably the reason why people become hermits.
Knowledge is the flow of power. The more knowledge gain, the more knowledge known, more clever you are, wiser and more dangerous. Dangerous means to you and also to the people who are envy of you. Whilst capable men are targeted, yet they strive to keep a balance of their goals and what should be in place. It's not easy always. So, escape once more becomes a option? That wise sages hides and becomes hermits, dying a lonely death and dragging their life secrets with them forever. To me, it's not that bad eh?
I was juz kidding. I aren't that wise, also.. I need my friends. It's quite easy to cause confusion for many things over conversational matters and even so body languages could bring about mistakes among friends. But being a hermit isn't the way out. Communication.. Pondering over the few needles of thoughts that suddenly prick my head. Not meaning that I'm deciding to turn into a hermit, but that's what I feel. & Prostitution once crossed my grandfather's path as a trait, but it was not encouraged (thankfully) by my uncles. Yet, I've been brought to a brothel since I was young. My Mum's quite open about letting me go with some uncles outside eh? Lolx.. Somehow lahs, but can't blame it, I live in Tar Lum Kai (Near Chinatown Red District), my old house upstairs already is one.
I tink this thoughts is enough to kill, coz it's messy enough. =X
What's my head thinking? I dunno. Will continue about the letters part tomorrow or something.
Seehui, John Little is John Little, Watson is watson lor!
Wish you swt drmx, chase all the nightmares away.
My mind isn't really working now. I should spend more time to re organise my thoughts before typing them instead of juz splatting them here like rubbish =X
Ooops.
Thanks cuzzie for sending me 1 soundtrack from New Moon. Sounds great but emo =X
