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Monday, July 19, 2004


diamond-encased flower

my mother called me over and excitedly listed down daughters and sons of her friends who made it to college, Us or popular institutions. sometimes i wish i can please her by being like them. but a life like that ironically is void of dreams. what is it truly that these people are trying to achieve? name? money? what are they going to do once they're done pursuing degrees and PhDs? maybe i'm just stereotyping but most of them seem to have no interest in doing something good for society much less humankind. so most to most they're going to get high paying jobs and have families and make their parents happy.
but what kind of life is that? what kind of answers do you get from such a life? to me, living is only about that. finding answers. knowing love. and altering the mundanity of an otherwise untouched design of unpursued destiny. i just feel like studying all these unnecessities is a waste of time. the world will be empty and silent except for the loud rustle of money drowning out sadness. what kind of life is that?
slaving over thick books of useless information only for a few more decades of money-scented existence? in the end it all comes down to; what are they trying to achieve?

me. i just want to be happy.

maybe that is what they're trying to achieve. happiness. the way i see it, they're digging undergrond for diamonds and precious stones before they start on life emerging out of the hole and into the sunlight so they can lavish in their riches and that way life will be easy. for me, i'm content with striding barefoot on grass collecting flowers on the way and roll around in them when i get enough.

so diamonds or flowers?

i'd say flowers.
diamonds dig into your back anyways.
Posted by NHJ 7/19/2004 09:44:00 pm

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