time and again when the need arises, i find solace and comfort in my own thoughts.
I'm my own personal phychiatrist, enemy, motivational speaker, downfall and windfall.

Sometimes I confide in my little brother. Though he's only 9. He understands, or maybe he simply pretends to.
Whether or not, he listens, well. Maybe it's because he's still so young. Simple.

One year older, one year wiser? One year more worries, troubles. And your brain gets one year more complex.
wonder how wise would one be then?

tomorrow's my birthday. I share the same one as my brother, much to the surprise and admiration of many people.
Though I don't really get why. I mean it's all good, celebrating it together. But really after a while, birthdays really lose their meaning to me. Cakes, presents, wishes? The next day it's just going to feel the same as it did when you were a year younger.
To me it's just another day, time passing, though It sounds quite cliche, unfortunately.

It's not as if you're gonna suddenly wake up tomorrow and feel like a completely different person. It's just you and reality again.




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Sometimes i ask myself what's everyone living for?
Is it really a blessing to be brought to this earth? To go through all the perils and confusion of the world today? A baby, newly introduced to this place, it may seem like a joy to the parents, but they probably don't know what they've landed their precious one into. It's called Earth. Unfortunately, not the best place to be at times like these.

I'm agnostic. It doesn't mean I don't believe in God, but I just am uncertain and have pletiful doubts about it.
Even if there is one, I sometimes think that we're just living in one of his/her experiments.

I don't understand religion. Emotional pillar? Moral standards? Higher being? Life after death? Heaven and hell?

It's just a whole bunch of jargon that gives the illusion of a purpose of religion.
If people keep talking about believing in god and going to heaven if you do when you pass away, then why not just pray, die straight away and go straight to heaven? Wouldn't that save you a lot of trouble rather that going the whole loop of living your life on Earth?
I might come across quite shallow, but I'm just curious.

Why is religion such a previliged thing, such that you'd be better off insulting a person upfront and completely hurting and demoralizing him, rather than even uttering a word about his god? (whom, i may add, may not even exist, or, being and good and forgiving, may have even forgiven you already? Or simply brushed the comment aside as just another petty and cynical remark?)
Religion, like politics, opens the world a whole new spectrum of problems, questions which just doesn't help living an easier task.

"The legitimate powers of government extend to such acts only as are injurious to others. But it does me no injury for my neighbor to say there are twenty gods or no God."
-Thomas Jefferson

Condemn those who do not share the same belief as you? What if they're born into the religion? What if they live their whole lives not even knowing that religion exists?
What about those who know full well about religion and it's 'truth' and yet reject it?
Simply put, I don't agree that one should be judged by his or her beliefs, or lack thereof. But rather of their actions and intentions. Just, simply, the innate nature of the person.

I'm sure devout or even mild Xtians would defitinely have a bible full of arguments against what i've said.
But well, this is just the tip of the iceberg.

"Two hands working can do more than a thousand clasped in prayer."
-- unknown




So bizzare, the thoughts that can flow my head when I'm not noticing.

I hope no one comes here too often, thinking that I've abandoned this place.