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28 December 2005

Letter to a friend

Dear friend,

Have you ever wondered why we, as humans, always try so damn hard to portray the “perfect” image to the world around us – superficialities, backstabbing and what crap? Sincerity, a piece of bullshit. How exactly do you define it? Sincerity, a dictionary definition – honesty and genuineness: honesty in the expression of true or deep feelings. Yours sincerely, that’s how we usually sign off in official letters, but do you realise that you usually do not know the person at the other end personally? Irony.

Sometimes, straight in your face, people show you hypocritical sincerity, and shove a knife into your back when you are down. While you, unaware, thought that hypocrite is an honourable friend. FREAK! Sounds like some drama theme. Take another. There’s certainly nothing wrong with showing love for someone, but going overboard, such as looking for the person 24/7 and going around telling everybody (even those that you don’t know well enough) that you like him/her, that’s serious. Seriously infatuated. It’s not like you are some celebrities or something. Maybe it is just the way they show their love *sarcastic laugh*. If you ever doubted me, at least don’t fall for idiotic rumours, who knows me better than I do? At least I believe what I look at anyone’s action, words and altitude before I decide if they are sincere or not. I thought some people I know were fakers. Or maybe I’m quite fake to some people. Or maybe they are freaked by my “sincerity” *cough out laughs* well, guess what? I am fake, as fake as you can be. Everybody is fake. The world is black. We all had at least in one instance of our life pretending to be something we are not.

So much talk about humanitarian love and so little work are done. Greed, sloth, envy, pride, wrath, lust and gluttony – Human’s greatest faults. Deception, discrimination, misery, poverty, inequality, hatred, evil… still exists in this world, for some reasons, like Pandora's opening of the box and allows all the evil to escape. I don’t think so. We humans all exists differently because we are man-made and we are afraid of things that are alien to us. We pretend. The epitomes of perfection were all nothing but a pile of craps. To think I was foolish enough to once believe that fairytales do exists and what everyone said to me was real. Promises were made and broken. Lies and more lies.

Please do not take the above part seriously, all the mentioned “people” are fictional and any similarities to any event or any person are purely coincidental.

Repeat this after me.
The above part is completely fictional, do not take it seriously
The above part is completely fictional, do not take it seriously
The above part is completely fictional, do not take it seriously
The above part is completely fictional, do not take it seriously
The above part is completely fictional, do not take it seriously

CRAP.


Maybe I watched too much TV. Well… What Serg said was right. You shouldn’t change yourself because people do not like who you are. True. You are who you are; changing yourself for that reason would be superficial, at least in my terms. Is showing who you really are, your passion and love, well, insincere? How could anyone see and believe the amount of tears shed everyday because one stupid mistake you made? How could anyone believe someone so fake and devoid of feelings have such passion and love deep down? How could anyone who thinks that you are insincere believe that you actually prayed for him/her safety; that the Lord would watch over him/her; that he/she will be happy every time you say Amen? If love were meant only to be shown outwardly for other people to see, I am speechless. Or maybe the person is just utterly stupid and gullible. How would anyone knows how you truly feel if you never show it? But insincere? You had trampled over the person's heart.

Do not be afraid of being who you are.


Because you believe me no more,
I’m afraid to smile like how I did before.

grace

Amen





Caveat
You are not experiencing the future. The writer of this letter intends to post this on the 28th of December itself. But due to unforseen circumstances of having only 7hrs of internet time left. Hence this entry was posted on the 27th of December. If you seen this entry before the previous date, the writer is equally confused.


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