where i usually lead my self is a place i don't know.
Friday, May 4, 2012
about internal traffics, and fixing gutters
inspiration comes rare in a lazy afternoon, comes rare to a person who all did was laze around and staer at the ceiling contemplating about the whole universe. however, as a defence, hey there is alwasy something intellectual in idling. perhaps, because it is in idling that you sometimes bump on something interesting and discover things you never expected to know. like an affirmation of love, or like loving someone you just affirmed in your head. or discovering the law of gravtiy or motion and whatnots. well enough, i wouls say this is the productive kind of procrastination, ideas juggling in your head trying to find their place in your almost crowded lane of thoughts, always in traffic, bumper to bumper, not keeping distances, all wants to be the first to notice. to b free from the subconscipous and be written in a piece of paper or be put into something out of the head. tobe realized and substantialized and concretized. but, i cannot do them all at once. that is why my ideas needs proper sorting and flow of the traffic should be ameliorated so that there would be smooth flow of thoughts. when will i accomplish this? i don't know or maybe after i fix the gutters and some broken lanes in my mind.
and speaking of cleaning gutters and fixing broken lanes, i noticed for it is noticable and the politcians' real purpose is to be noticed for it is near election already. of course, they want to impress us; or could also be, they want to impress something in our heads: "hey, this road has been made possible through the initiative of Cong. ________, mayor _______, or councilor ____________," . just the hell of it. it is not supposed to be an initiative, it is a direct responsibility for them to make these actions. or perhaps they just want to magnify there projects by adding INITIATIVE so that people will think, oh this person is a genius, he initiate the cleaning of the gutters and the lanes, so on and so forth and i feel like vomiting by all their shits. and so politicians make all these "pakulo" just to appear conspicous in the eyes of the people, to appear like they are really doing something... near the end of their terms! huh! fools. think we don't know these stuffs? i don't know how should i convince myself not to be cynical towards politicians, or should i even take some efforts to convince myself, nah, they are all the same. they are all the same to me. i don't know from the majority if they also think this way, because i think it is the otherwise.
anyway, i am not supposed to write something about this. but well, this is how my mind goes, it goes somewhere i never planned it to go. :) i partially forgot why i should be writing now. and honsetly, i totally cannot bring back the feelings and inspiration i had earlier, no matter how much i try to be in it again. oh well, perhaps it will visit me tonight before i sleep. so that i could write something for him.
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- Cyrella Racemiflora
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