who's the real fool?

before the appropriateness of this folly is misconstrued; their delusions become truth; the light will show that there’s no darkness but ignorance; no recourse but guilt; and the memory must now fade, for there’s no foolery but wit; the ‘fool’ has had them fooled.

max vs. min.

why put in maximum effort when you know that putting in the minimum effort can yield you the same outcome?

reflection.

i think i've finally realised some things:

1) the higher you go, the higher you can fall;

2) you can have it all, but lose everything the next moment;

3) i've been taking things for granted; i must learn to be thankful for what i have;

4) having something all along is not permanent; definitely not a right; it can be taken away;

5) you can have all the material things in life; everything in excess; but if you aint happy, what's the point?

6) everything's been going easy for me; i need to work hard; and achieve it on my own merits.

voice of reason.

this is our voice and choice of reason; our justification for the cause we've been pushing for; and since 'the price of our conscience is death, we don't have a choice (do we?)' [fifty dead men walking] - cos circumstance dictates so; our environment denies us of choices - so we can excuse ourselves from fault. afterall we were forced into making that choice, so who can blame us?

our will can never be removed from us; ultimately we still need to make our choice, do we not? one wrong move and we'll pay the price for our actions; live through the consequences of it; stripped of pride and integrity; and guilt on our conscience is the final price to pay - definitely a price heavier than death.

i will be still.

i will be still; and know you are here.

river of thoughts.

river of thoughts, why've you come tonight to flood my mind? why're you so cruel to let me have it; only to take it all away from me?

reason or excuse?

aint that the standard de facto - norm in which things should work? the reason for the flow; excuse for your choice; and answer to the issue?

never been more sober.

it's increasingly becoming clearer - i know where i must go; what i must do; how to go about it; and i'm on track to achieving it. i've never been more sober; it's my choice; all i'll trade; for this to be made.

time-out.

i NEED to be alone.

race time.

torn in asylum in a deformed reality runaway; walked into the warmth of the chase; embraced my faith; trusted in the craze; faced the maze; saved this day; slowed the pace; this is my race.