Chapter 17

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The world truly has become an ugly place ever since it started looking into the mirror every day.
Camouflage is a game we like to play, but our secrets are revealed by what we want to conceal.
We ride non-polluting bicycles to save mankind, but lock them because we don't trust mankind.
(This Valium is killing me. I don't know why I take it when all it does is, make me dizzy, confused, and drowsy; as though a warm zombie)

The world has lost its conscience, children have lost their Innocence, humanity had been long discarded, and the flame of lust has even been struck in heaven, with its promises of more than 70 beautiful, wide eyed, full bosomed virgins to each believer.

It is our expression that the flux between that which isn't and that which won't be, or the state that is commonly and absurdly called "existence," is a rhythm of heavens and hells: that the damned won't stay damned; that salvation only precedes perdition. The inference is that someday our accursed tatterdemalions will be sleek angels. Then the sub−inference is that some later day, back they'll go whence they came.

Maybe someday this world will learn to its mistakes, religions shall no longer shackle the minds, no little girl shall be taken advantage of in the stranded subway, no one lock themselves up in their rooms, crying, no one would ever scar, ever feel depressed, ever feel the need to diet themselves to the point of starvation, no infant shall ever starve in his/her dead mother's arms, no wars shall be waged, instead of dreaming of that promised city of gold, we shall make this world a better place to live in.
But it's just a case of maybe. Maybe which will never be more than maybe.
No, world may not be paradise.

But.......

Maybe someday you'll lose courage or rather gain it; and end your misery.





















(As I am, even as I write, I am sliding the blade across my wrists. I have planned it all out. Result of the finals shall see me dead. Maybe I'll see you on the other side, if there is one.
Goodbye)

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