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Tuesday, October 10, 2006

11:15 PM

timelessness.

There are times where everything just seems to stop in its tracks - the wind freezes on your face, people turn into unmoving shadows, the clock and its tick-tocking fades into a steady note, and everything is so silent. So silent, all you can hear is your heartbeat, your thoughts, and that oh-so-silent and intense hum that you can only hear in perfect silence.

At times like this, I feel like I'm floating in a space somewhere above my head, watching motionless screenshots of the world, of women in business suits clacking hurriedly away on heels, of chatting students milling out of school gates, of angry bus drivers cursing at the jam.

I feel surreal.

You think it's immortalism, it's heaven, it's special - that for once, you are, perhaps, somewhere above life itself, that you've received some kind of enlightenment.

But I only, as usual, wake to find that the world has gone on without me, and the clock has mercilessly bulldozed yet another field of time.

Life never fails to disappoint - dragging everything back to reality, different from the innocence and purity of everything you wished for. ~~Man is inherently good, the world is naturally kind.~~

Sometimes I really don't know what to belive in; is optimism and pure trust really a good thing?

Perhaps that's why people always say that children are forced to grow up. Amongst other people, it is no longer a choice.

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