Pretend

Why is it everything I ever liked/loved are all either gone, canceled or becoming incredibly lame?!?!!?

on a very similar note of one I wrote a while back about being unable to keep up interests or commitment this is in fact NOT about me.. entirely.

although, thanks to a moment in time and a road predestined somewhere by the forces in which i believed are NOT related to any religious entities... i've met and savored a fleeting taste of connection.

So let's not pretend that the world revolved around one particular axis or in this case one person, me. not pretend that it's here, the world that we know are disappearing cause we can't carried it away.

I lied about continuing my post from yesterday even though I had it perfectly written out in my head when I was sleeping of the unexpected lesson I learned coming back from a service. Sometime, a lesson is best kept to oneself (and also I don't know exactly how to explain it or write it out intelligently).

Lately, i've taken inspiration from a show that at the moment is driving me crazy because 1. it got canceled after 3 season and 2. it's amazingly spiritual and thoughtful but there's no more of it. so speaking of this show, every dialogues that came from it have either brought up a moment of clarity or complete hopeless abandon of myself. i know i shoudln't be taking such a fake situation that close to heart but it just speaks to me that loudly. it also brought up a point that saddens me somewhat... why do i like it so much when clearly no one else does thus it is on its way of becoming just another shelved sitcom? unimportant but then i saw that several of my other favorites have also ceased to continue... yet I found all of them compelling, engaging and totally amazing. either i am a complete failure in choosing good shows to watch or that i dig too much into something that meant only to entertain but stop once it serves it purpose as an anchor for ratings. still, i like to think that my choices are fully based on the merit of the shows rather than whether it lacks emptiness and mindless reality plots.

on the subject of emptiness and mindless matters, i think too much therefore i have nothing to talk about. if only you can buy tickets,get in line for the incredibily rare chance that my mind is open so you can visit; walk through the twisting caverns of my brain matters , poke fun at the disorganized shelvings of thoughts, ideas and memories, stroll through the dark tunnels of self loathing, skipped through the short but very organized length of happy moments and sunny faces. Ohh don't forget to take a pit stop at the treacherous steep hill of life improvement which will lead you to the very last but most important stop of the visit, the murky, weed choked, freezing pool of desires and dreams. hope you enjoyed the visit and come back soon!

if only..