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the pursuit of happyness is interminable.
will smith showed that it can be, but it's never the case.
we're living in the age of fallibility do you understand.
we're living in a world where things are there to be questioned, achieved, explored into.
we never ever seem to be satisfied.
we were taught since young about the 6 Ws.
Why When Where Who What How.
this is a lie in itself, 5 Ws 1 H.
A primary school student who has just learnt the most rudimentary level of mathematics would be cheated right from the start.
it is something most of us carried along with us through primary school composition writings in both then english and the chinese language.
it is as if the teachers knew the song chasing cars so well.
'if i lie here....would you lie with me....'
in this society you are not allowed to idle.
in this society you must ask questions, make scientific breakthroughs, innovate, invent, be different, keep up with the pace of this world.
in this society you might just be left behind, the bush.
beating around the bush will get you nowhere. - if nowhere is something you're looking for, good for you.
being behind Bush's every move and you might be criticised for his policies and actions, or rather, inactions.
you seek to find out more about your environment, and you create more avenues for discoveries.
the same goes for digging a trench; you aim to have a final product of a trench with straight vertical walls, but every dig results in small chunks of soil being dislodged from the 'wall'.
it would be idealistic to be able to get a perfectly flat soil wall as the NSmen would know, and the same goes for the claim of perfect knowledge.
its never attainable, its never reached, its definition never truly fulfilled.
you ask questions about the way things happen.
when we were kids some of us watched the chinese kids cartoon, shi wan ge wei she me.
100 000 whys, as i translate it word for word.
if only things were so easy to have a limit of the number of questions we have.
why did the captain not know his limits?
why did the two teens crash into the wall?
why is the war going on?
why is noone doing anything drastic to stop global warming?
and why the hell am i typing all these.
endless questions, yet not all can be answered.
one can ask why didn't the captain know his limits? its only a half marathon, one's health is more important.
but who would have known how did he feel just as he crossed the line?
the minisecond before he passed away.
he could have felt perfectly fine,
he could have felt some pain,
he could have been dizzy for the last few seconds, minutes, hour.
what if he stopped right when he felt pain?
what if someone was right there beside him?
what if he could tell us exactly, how he felt at that time.
you cant assume he felt weak, pain or any kind of discomfort as a signal for himself to stop,
he might not have.
my last post could have been posted.
my last post can be this.
my last post was local, it reached its destination, postage paid.
this wasn't meant to be like that.
the title yes, the content no.
why did it happen.
oh william...
will smith showed that it can be, but it's never the case.
we're living in the age of fallibility do you understand.
we're living in a world where things are there to be questioned, achieved, explored into.
we never ever seem to be satisfied.
we were taught since young about the 6 Ws.
Why When Where Who What How.
this is a lie in itself, 5 Ws 1 H.
A primary school student who has just learnt the most rudimentary level of mathematics would be cheated right from the start.
it is something most of us carried along with us through primary school composition writings in both then english and the chinese language.
it is as if the teachers knew the song chasing cars so well.
'if i lie here....would you lie with me....'
in this society you are not allowed to idle.
in this society you must ask questions, make scientific breakthroughs, innovate, invent, be different, keep up with the pace of this world.
in this society you might just be left behind, the bush.
beating around the bush will get you nowhere. - if nowhere is something you're looking for, good for you.
being behind Bush's every move and you might be criticised for his policies and actions, or rather, inactions.
you seek to find out more about your environment, and you create more avenues for discoveries.
the same goes for digging a trench; you aim to have a final product of a trench with straight vertical walls, but every dig results in small chunks of soil being dislodged from the 'wall'.
it would be idealistic to be able to get a perfectly flat soil wall as the NSmen would know, and the same goes for the claim of perfect knowledge.
its never attainable, its never reached, its definition never truly fulfilled.
you ask questions about the way things happen.
when we were kids some of us watched the chinese kids cartoon, shi wan ge wei she me.
100 000 whys, as i translate it word for word.
if only things were so easy to have a limit of the number of questions we have.
why did the captain not know his limits?
why did the two teens crash into the wall?
why is the war going on?
why is noone doing anything drastic to stop global warming?
and why the hell am i typing all these.
endless questions, yet not all can be answered.
one can ask why didn't the captain know his limits? its only a half marathon, one's health is more important.
but who would have known how did he feel just as he crossed the line?
the minisecond before he passed away.
he could have felt perfectly fine,
he could have felt some pain,
he could have been dizzy for the last few seconds, minutes, hour.
what if he stopped right when he felt pain?
what if someone was right there beside him?
what if he could tell us exactly, how he felt at that time.
you cant assume he felt weak, pain or any kind of discomfort as a signal for himself to stop,
he might not have.
my last post could have been posted.
my last post can be this.
my last post was local, it reached its destination, postage paid.
this wasn't meant to be like that.
the title yes, the content no.
why did it happen.
oh william...
posted by emoss at 11:05 PM
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