I don't know why
suddenly there's this really complicated feeling within me

it's tingling and warming.
Ironically, it's also sad and emotional.

It's like...
An emotion linking the present to my past.

It's just like... thinking back of the old days.
It's just... gah. I really can't explain.

Probably because I'm too tired today...

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As I grow up, I start to hate a lot of things.
Especially the 'realities' of this world.

A lot of us can only be left to say
"Get on with it, This is LIFE."

Seriously... What is life?
Life isn't 'reality'.

Reality is actually created by us.
Whatever happens in this society are all done by us.
Why are there laws? Why are there restrictions?
If we call them 'reality', doesn't it mean we created 'reality' too?

If we remove all weird laws and logic we created,
isn't that still 'reality'?

We can't define 'Reality' as what it already is.

Yes, Life is Reality.
But NOT a reality that's already fixed in this world.
It's a reality done by ourselves for our own lives.
Your actions, your thinking all become reality.

That's what Life is Reality means.
You make reality, you make miracle, you decide your own life.

I know I don't have the right to say this
but why I try not to become related in businessman-like jobs is because...
it has that kind of a reality that I can't seem to accept.

I'd rather you send me off to help out people.
Cause I'd rather my Reality be a meaningful one than a fixed one...

Once again, it's just my view.
Everyone has their own views.

Garh. I think I'm too tired
so I'm sprouting weird things.
Whatever. Bye people.