Tuesday, April 25, 2006
Back to School
I went back to CCKSS to collect my O level cert today. Funny.I sorta miss the place i loathed for like, four years of my life.I saw familiar faces.Faces i once associated with authoritive fury and no-nonsenseness talked with me.Like i was an adult.It's almost like we're in the same boat now. Almost.It's more like we're in a liferaft aside a mighty ocean liner.Am i an adult?But then again, what is an adult?Someone who's above a certain age?Who's seen the world a lot longer and been through so much more than another?I'm not an adult then.I am merely in a semi-existant place.Like half boiled eggs.I can say i have seen the world.But..by whom? Through the eyes of the media,through someone else.I have seen Singapore. But not the world. Who can truly say they have seen the world?Partaken in a festival from every culture,Seen the many faces of "the other"(if that notion exists with you).Who is to say," i have seen the horrors of the world?" when,thus,new horrors are being created everyday? The world has never been cruel to us.We create our cruelty. Who then,is to say, i am an adult.I know i'm reading too deep into this.It is my nature to do so.The world stil has its mysteries.And puts the wisest man is in the same league with a child without teeth.
We are in the birth of existance.It is sad that experiences cannot be transferred from parent to child.But,hah,if that were possible,such a child would never be considered,sane.We would know too much about ourselves.Then what?Would it, then be considered Relevant information?Survival of the fittest?It must include superior knowledge as well.But, i do not believe in that.Survial of the fittest.I would not be here.But really,why are there those exceptions?If life were given to the "unfit",purpose would be lost.Principles run on purpose.Then, we ask ourselves,if it loses it's purpose,does it exist?
"I will always remember my school,for what it gave me,which i threw away by not attending half the time."-me.
.PROFILE
Paul Victor
The crazy,wild,caged and hating it world of a dreamer stuck in a steel grey world.
Born Dreaming,So the doctor had to slap me a few extra times.
.WHISPERS
.OLD MUSINGS
.GLADES
.CREDITS
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