Recently ive been finding it a tad tough to look at people straight in the eyes. I'm definetely gonna need to take double doses of walks with God this season. In the park..In the Loo..under my work station..wherever.
I am gonna generalise and maybe we can all relate. This blog's not about doing an expose on my once- dramatic- now- yawnsome life. Though i highly believe through the medium of writing ,its possible to make a dinner at the usual kopitiam..makan places lost-and found. But hey, if there's a need or a want that's strong enough ...or how i stare blankly into space at work for a second to long and i can't remember what i'm meant to do next...then yea I'll pen some chunky-monkeys .
Back to why i can't look at some people in the eye. (Apart from those wth conjunctivitis) Its really because they bring a really strong sense of nausea up my digestive tract. And humanly, i really can't take such high potency of bile. So thats the primary thought. Secondary action is the rationalisation process..i can just imagine livia telling me im giving her a headache at this point. She was holding her head in feigned pain..after i blab about the flaws of PBL on the way back from lunch yesterday. She's really the cutest thing alive.
Rationalisation..yeah the part where u just force positive pathology( if this doesnt make sense to you..im just exploiting my temporary Dicken's license where u just randomly coin terms and phrases) out of your pores...u know how u try to squeeze out the pus from ur zit and nothing comes out..so u keep squeezing until the watery plasma...oozes out and then the skin breaks and blood comes out n then a trickle of that goey yellow infection juice?
Yeah a lil like that...u do the 'maybeee s/he's young'.. 'perhaps its cuz of external factors' 'it's probably not that bad' U just squeeeeeze that positive pus outta ur pores.
Then the third stage of this process is the hardest. You choose to remain in the realms of positive pus.
Meaning you try to believe all those maybe babies.
Then after all that if you still can't look the person in the nose or eyes... Here's Stage 4. You just run to God for help. Run cuz if you jog or stroll..you may not make it in time and you will reach your POINT of Puke. Cuz He really puts alot of weight on reconciliation procedures. And i am certain He'll help those who seriously need some gummy beary juice to spring out of humanausea. Unless of course you've been praying for patience and perseverance towards the homosapien world ..then you jolly well.. suck some sourplum and love the yuck factors... The waves usually pass when you choose to remain in stage 3 and lean on God... Stage 4.
This is how you vent via ranting without mentioning names situations or events . I'm quite pleased to let my posts always remain at a babypool shallowness.. That way only the highly perceptive will have a vague clue what i may potentially be driving at. And i am at a lower risk of drowning anyone,even those who can't swim.. hey..all you have to do is walk out the pool.. unless you fall from a high point and the pool's too shallow that the impact disjoints your neck or your head hits first and the result is a bloody chlorine pulp. heh.
Life through the fake filter... I reckoned I previewed the trailer this weekend.
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After 3 years of Inertia lets see if this works out
The name is BeL by the way.
Just in case you get lost navigating through cyber grass turfs, this is my lil plot.
