Oh How the Mighty Had fall

We always think that we are some invincible being standing in the centre of all existing entity.
We feel strong.
We feel powerful.
We often feel nothing can hurt us, right then, right there.

But is it true?

Little did we know we are just a step away from our fall.


Yes, recently I guess we all came across news of untimely death of many people, which kind of make me wonder, how far is our delusion that we are untouchable on this world.

Yes you can blame on our lifestyles, that we are consuming more carcinogenic food, that we need to handle more stress, that there are more accidents around waiting to befallen us. But put that all aside, i guess we all have to face the truth, that we humans are just fragile.

We are like a gale, quickly fading in the wind.
Like an ember, swaying and struggling to stay alive
Like the final slit of daylight, not knowing when then next moment will consume us with total darkness.

We are weak.
The next moment I can die right here and now infront of my unpublished blogpost, succumbing to some heart failure unbeknownst to me.

life is unpredictable.
We all feel healthy until the doctor announced that we have stage 4 brain cancer.


Yea, you all get my point.
If all these can't bring the dawn of realization upon you, I am grateful to God that He spared you from all these worries, and I will pray that you have a good life.

Right now I just want to appreciate everything around me.
And try to enjoy and stay in the moment, which rarely comes by now.

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I realized a sad truth about living in adulthood only recently.

That we should be too careful when treading among the adults.

Abide by the rules,

Follow the crowd,

Say Yes,

Do what others do,

Don't appear to be too special,

By any chance you slipped, you will simply open the door for all kinds of judgement and gossiping against you. 

Which is kinda scary, mind you.

I have had my fill of being discussed (behind my back) for acting a little bit out of the ordinary, and it makes you wonder what had changed when we all grew up.

Can you agree with me that humans are ugly and evil?

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Does anyone still read blogposts these days, or is it just me.

Honestly?

I will start this word post with a recount of what happened in my previous hectic week.
Okay, I kind of forgot most of it already, because my memory is already sucking to the max.

Basically it all started when my car ( Yes, I got a car now) got showered by bird poop when I unknowingly parked it under a huge tree. Yes, I never really owned a car before so I wont know of these kind of taboos. Then comes those nights when I cant come home early to enjoy my alone time. When I become so mentally and emotionally drained trouble in work starts to hit me, one after another. My life can't be anymore worse.

As you can imagine, these are all just trivial matters, and from a bystander's eye, I might look like a spoiled brat who cried and howl over some lost toys. But who are people to judge unless if they are the one going through it? I maybe admitting to weakness in my resolve but truth be told, I really suffered a lot from last week.

Its like what joker said, All it takes one is one bad day to reduce the sanest person alive to lunacy.

One. Bad. Day.

But I've pulled through, life is kinda good. But somehow life is being a gatling gun loaded with lemons, sending challenges unceasingly, like battering ram rages on against my fragile sanity/emotional state. I guess that could only mean 2 things, 1. life is being exceedingly difficult  or 2. I am getting too comfortable and complained more these days.

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One of my seniors once told me there will be a day when I burnt out. Not physically, and its not even about mental exhaustion. Its the kind of burn out where you lose your compass in your life. What is the point of working/living? What is the point of leading such busy life? What is the point for fighting so hard? and where is the end point of that? And what are we getting at the end?

I know there's an obvious answer to that but once going through that I know the struggle is very real.

The way I see it. The night is long and bleak.

I once told him, find meaning in little things. Time with your loved ones, genuine smiles, chill times, moments in life that will become memories. 

Now I know its easier said than done.

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Back to HUMANS.

HUMANS are nasty.

Theres a lot I want to say but I guess I cant quite find the words 

I guess my time for me here is done.

Will talk more about humans soon.