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Sunday, February 15, 2004

the greatest thing you'll ever learn... is just to love and be loved in return
the phrase haunts me. it stays in my mind, and uttered by my breath. its tune slowly builts up in my throat and out my mouth. its a beautiful phrase. so simple, yet so succinct. no need for any more words. because its just that simple. when it comes down to it, there isn't really much to life, but truth, beauty, freedom, and love. of course it sometimes seems like there's just so many evils out there in life, but people are mostly in control of their own fate and how they see things. and if they see that the essence of life is simply truth, beauty, freedom and love, how can anyone say otherwise? doesn't it all boil down to how you believe. how much people believe in something, anything.

maybe its very cliched to say so, but isn't love a sustaining energy of life? i'm not even talking about romantic love here, but just love in general. how is it possible to live completely alone, without anyone at all with you? the thought of it scares me. does it scare you? i think even loners or outcasts, anyone at all, can't be alone. people need people. people need love. in the most simplest form. in friendship, in companionship, in family, in any form at all. i guess in the long run, nothing else really matters. what does it matter if you're rich, or successful, or accumulate a lot of stuff, baggage, whatever. our existence on this planet is but a tiny fraction of time. time waits for no one, it just keeps revolving, til the end of time. and who knows when that will be. so why not make the most of it while we can? be spontaneous. hell, i wish i could.

spent most of my day watching tv. quite evident there, from the sudden burst of inspiration from moulin rouge. not only moulin rouge, but also from sex and the city. i can't possibly understand why singapore banned the show. its brillant. perhaps because of the mention of sex, swear words aplenty and the open display of homosexuality. but so what? its real. and the message of the show doesn't really even seem to be about sex, but more of life. it shows, how when people fall down, they have to pick themselves up, flaws and all, and continue walking. because that's what real people do. it shows, how people face their fears, how being physically intimate with someone is different from connecting on an emotional level. and so many other real truths in life. what a pity its banned here. but then again, a lot of things are banned here. i don't even want to go into that.

from sex and the city, one of the phrases stay in mind. and that is, maybe there isn't someone out there for everyone. yeah, people are always saying, oh there's someone out there for everyone. but maybe that's not true, maybe there isn't always a particular soulmate that everyone should have. not everyone will be able to find one. but there are other things. life is not only just about having a someone out there. its more like... someones. or maybe not. perhaps for people with a someone, that someone might be enough. but for people who don't have a someone, then there are always the someones. the other people. the good friends, the occasional dates, the family, the... people. all the people out there.

i guess i don't really know how to put it. the bottom line is, just live life fully. truly, happily, strongly, wrongly, rightly, confusingly, with passion, with vigour, with zest, with life, with quiet emotions, with fireworks, with everything we've got. live it whatever way you want. because its your life, and its short. and its everything we've got. but sadly people don't always get to live life they want to. there's just so many restrictions, so many obstacles. and people don't always know what kind of life they want to live too, sometimes. but i guess, the idea is to just cross the bridge when it comes.

i think love isn't really... like fireworks, not all the time. it seems to me, like its more of a strong and silent feeling that doesn't suffocate, but overwhelms and warms, and is a breath of life itself. its like, something that makes people do the craziest things and yet be the happiest. i think its a feeling that can't be defined. i think its many of the small things in life that people don't notice. i think that its everywhere, in everything. but then again, what do i know. i've never been in love before. but that's okay. because that's not the only kind of love that matters.

one day i'll fly away. leave all this to yesterday. why live life from dream to dream? just live.

:10:00 PM: :sugah~plum

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