the funniest thing about life, is that the worst thing that you thing you have gone through in your life, has already been done by someone else that you know in your life. Life is eventually all about perspective.

A man's deadly poison may just be another's common flu.

Perspective. life's ultimate tool.

"Ask and it will be given to you;
seek and you will find;
knock and the door will be opened to you"

if that answers any of your questions, then you should know what i mean.

then again, some people would throw that back to me.

who knew?

sitting here playing this wonderful guitar, singing to myself; all the time wondering, who will follow me into the dark. Because heaven and hell will never decide if they are satisfied, and the 'no's on their vacancy signs will always be lit. So into the dark we go (sorry, i go), the blackest of rooms where fear is the heart of love. Yet it's nothing to cry about, because the time for sleep is now.

Oh well, it seems likes such fun
Until you lose what you had won.

But because we move forward by looking back; such retrospective way of living brings a caution to the new steps we make. Yet even as we bravely say not to look back and barge forward, no matter the reasons telling us to do so, do we still find ourselves peeking over our shoulder from time to time.

The yardstick of success, of how much we've grown is still right there, behind us.

I guess when we say lets continue onward and not look back, we're just reminding ourselves not to dwell, not to linger. Because scars still bleed if you keep going at them.

Of course if someone else helps cover that scab, it will be wonderful; but that is not how things will work out. But that someone can do other stuff too, especially to take your mind of it. now, that's a whole lot better isn't it.

Yet how often do we let anyone, less someone, in?

Desparame.

Well, I'm in no hurry
You don't have to run away this time
I know that you're timid
but it's gonna be all right this time

Are we really deserving of anything?

If the world has to either be deterministic or not, then essentially everything that happens is a construct of what that cannot be controlled by us. It seems so preposterous at first, but following the logical flow of the argument, it really seems to be a water-tight case.

And the truth is, we can accept responsibility for actions but not feel morally responsible for its consequences.

As such, laws are put in place to encourage and deter good and bad practices respectively since justice has no conscience; it is either to punish or not. But to live in such a world, one then gets desensitizes oneself from emotion, we no longer find the desire to blame or praise because there is no need to, no one deserves it.

Are we then no different from a machine?

Guess not, i'm not cut out to be an emotionless bot.

its who you are with, not where you go or what you do.