I do want to talk to you. Only you would understand. I say thus in a fervent hope that you do, because if even you don't, It would confirm I am living in a vacuum, nay, a sceptic vacuum. Not even a single sound returning to my ears. I want the echo, I want it to come hit me again and again and again, even if it is hard to bear. I want some air to fill my lungs every now and then. Sometimes I tire of giving answers. I may tire, but I am relentless. Is that good or bad?
It's foolish what people take from this School or any school for that matter or brandish as if they have learned anything. It's foolish its people, it's also foolish what all these people here have learned. They need no learning. It's unlearning that signifies. Wash the sins of their bigoted thinking and then perhaps learn to read and write. Perhaps then learn how to take up the pen again and begin afresh with the alphabet.
Pardon me my misdemeanor and lack of propriety or even calm. But I must write or I just won't, yet again.
Pardon me my misdemeanor and lack of propriety or even calm. But I must write or I just won't, yet again.
I will come back. Perhaps explain what's going on.
your sentiments do honour to you, but know there is no turning back ... better salvage what we can, and run with the rest. :)
ReplyDeleteYes, there's no turning back. Not only because I don't want to, but also because it isn't possible if I am to continue living. I would only salvage my psyche if ever the need be; the rest is vulnerable to all doubt and destruction. Does it make sense?
ReplyDeleteDoes it make any sense? Does it to you? For if it does, that should be enough i think.
ReplyDeleteBut i was referring more to the second paragraph of your post than the first...
Of course, you were referring to that. :)
ReplyDeleteand thanks!
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