October Rain

It’s been a while….

September’s come and halfway gone. We all say we have to play by each other’s system, and who are we to disagree totally. We all only see things more from own angle, and we think we know it all. Even myself, gotta stop overthinking and getting preachy, falling down the same spiral staircase to hell. Sometimes when things get to a point, it’s just not that reversible anymore, and we find ourselves staring at an all too familiar pothole.

Who knows what Oct brings… we wish and hope for spirited fights, ceaseless indomnitable spirit, brave cavalier attitude, and we really do hope so.

We do not want hesistancy, easily setback by obstacles, and see brick walls all too fast… and the fact is, we all have to fight for what we want. No one will ever lay it on a plate, and offer plate to u with wide spread arms. That only happens with a posion chalice, dun u think.

From our crystal ball, we can see the next upcoming sequence, though we dare not to think it will really be that way. Hell, no. We want to see what was agreed, what was discussed way too much, and that progress is inevitable, not repressed and stifled.

October is like a barometer, and we know spillover to Nov is a sure thing. Well, almost sure. We know Xmas is coming, and CNY too… and that irritating Valentine’s Day. We know the events that will follow, the acts that will be initiated. And how it might (just might) lead to something that I said I cannot tolerate. Parents are a gd excuse, but surely some things have to be halted by others. That a stop sign, and dead-end sign, has to be displayed from the heart… and we really do need things to be expedited.

Dragginess has become a hallmark. A ceaseless pest of today. A crazy component of my life. And following systems has become a set parameter, more so than others see. When things are so regimented, so in-built, and clouded with principled and rigid thinking, you can hardly see, much less feel shit. It’s like forest burning aftermath… in your head.

Senseless blabbering, as usual. Sometimes, within this text trash, I’m not even sure what I am talking abt too… but does it matter? Water will still flow downstream, the sun still rises, wars still happen, abuse of infants still occur and shit still exists everywhere.

We are helpless souls on this journey to death. And some of us have it easy, some walk the whole burning granite way. No prizes for guessing which path I tread.

But I tell myself, things are only the worst when u allow urself to see it that way. We are all fortunate way beyond our thinking, lucky bastards in every sense of the word. Each meal,  each happy moment, each sec of love, bliss and simple things we take for granted…. well, we are blessed indeed.

We just have to stop thinking that we are some pitiful slave stuck in a well. By that, we will be made happier, more carefree souls than we ever will be.

Cheers to another gd friday and marvellous weekend my friends, wherever u may be….