.Wednesday, November 5, 2008 ' 7:49 AM Y
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i guess that's it. some nights, its just.. so quiet. its like, it's empty. i'm empty.
it's at times like these that i start to wonder..
i spent the whole trip to school this way.. wondering, and dreaming... so many thought crossed my mind. but how to possibly pen them down? i'll never be able to fathom what my mind is thinking about.
one thing struck me the most though. i saw a person wearing a shirt saying.. ,"the road is long.. So what?" i felt like yelling to the person. so what? he doesn't understand the meaning of the song at all. if he knew, he wouldn't be wearing that shirt. at all.
"The road is long
With many a winding turn
That leads us to who knows where
Who knows when
But I'm strong
Strong enough to carry him
He ain't heavy,
he's my brother
So on we go
His welfare is of my concern
No burden is he to bear
We'll get there
For I know
He would not encumber me
He ain't heavy,
he's my brother
If I'm laden at all
I'm laden with sadness
That everyone's heart
Isn't filled with the gladness
Of love for one another
It's a long, long road
From which there is no return
While we're on the way to there
Why not shareAnd the load
Doesn't weigh me down at all
He ain't heavy,
he's my brother
He's my brother
He ain't heavy,
he's my brother..."
if one understands the lyrics, they wouldn't be wearing that dumb shirt. the road is long, but its ok for you. try carrying your brother, singing the same song and then tell me, if you'd still say "so what."
when can the world ever reach that standard? sigh. i admit i'm also incapable of doing it myself, but i guess, with the help of the ppl around me.. we all should be able to do it. i have absolute faith in my church mates. i can envision them carrying me if i'm unable to walk, and they would do it willingly. and i would do the same for you guys too. anytime.
so ppl out there, pls, dun find the people around you burdensome, esp your loved ones. for all you know, you may end up being the burden to the ppl around you instead...
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highly unproductive day. didn't do much readings. spent too much time ponderin about stuff. that has happened, are going to happen, etc...
"why is the mind incapable of deciding its own subject matter?" sometimes, i just think that i'm going mental.
sometimes.
