as i lie awake, waiting for something unknown to happen, some thoughts drift across my mind. sometimes, i liken my mind to mary poppin's handbag. where does it start or end? what will come out of it next??

this?

anger and hate aren't solutions. they aren't the armours they appear to be either. seems like the easier way out but really, it's none other than a faster and surer way down....down....down....into that blackhole you call a life....

we learnt during marketing class that bad news travels faster than good news through word of mouth. (skipping a few steps in between..) so fear has a stronger grip on humans than love, aye? "it's in line with evolution!" "survival!!" "bla bla bla!"

the opposite of love is not hate. i believe it's fear...and fear stinks! all this talk about wanting to be free and being free. let us not kid ourselves that we are free and happy little birdies when we live in the shadow of fear, hiding behind hate and anger and all those other supposed lean mean fighting machines and then thinking it is us, powerful and invincible. we will be ruined in no time, if we aren't already. oh what a mess, what a mess it'll be...

put on love as your armour. you will find that the real battle is not with your neighbour or the guy you call a #%$@*#. it is within...