Preparing for another Nippon experience
I have been ridiculously busy the past couple of days, when suddenly a surge of 'lifeline' work came piling up the desk amidst the festivities. Right now, we are in the mode of chaos all over again preparing for the Triennale in Fukuoka, Japan. This time round its longer than usual, 18 days in all. As for myself, this is going to be a soul-searching one definitely as I have to battle with the 'I' in within me.
I believe you have heard of Frankestein, there is one in everyone, its a matter of taming that inner beast preventing it from spilling out of the normality of being human. At the end of the day, its important to realise not to get too self-absorbed, it might just end up becoming an uncalled psychological growth.
So there you go, life goes on and on, no matter how much you despise it, but hey ho, we live only once. You can take the punches, because you are numb to it, you know because it is just life as life is what it is and was.
The possibilities of a miracle is thin, but you hang on to the very edge in making sure that you won't fall completely into the dark abyss of the gruesome unkindness of fate. Positivity is the new friend and the setting sun becomes a sombre moment of desperation.
Desperation to survive another day as a wiser and better person, once again the story goes of the man who got eaten up by himself. har har har
I believe you have heard of Frankestein, there is one in everyone, its a matter of taming that inner beast preventing it from spilling out of the normality of being human. At the end of the day, its important to realise not to get too self-absorbed, it might just end up becoming an uncalled psychological growth.
So there you go, life goes on and on, no matter how much you despise it, but hey ho, we live only once. You can take the punches, because you are numb to it, you know because it is just life as life is what it is and was.
The possibilities of a miracle is thin, but you hang on to the very edge in making sure that you won't fall completely into the dark abyss of the gruesome unkindness of fate. Positivity is the new friend and the setting sun becomes a sombre moment of desperation.
Desperation to survive another day as a wiser and better person, once again the story goes of the man who got eaten up by himself. har har har
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