Ok ok,

They say sleep is for the weak, I don’t know who “THEY” are but I’d have to disagree. Much like religious faith, sleep is something only the brave attempt. To put your being in the hands of an otherworldy presence, to disconnect. To sleep perchance to dream. To dream is to have faith.

These extra hours can sometimes come in handy though. I finished a magazine I had been putting off finishing. I even learned how to make bomb from you-tube, not that I’ll be attempting it anytime soon. Despite this utility, I know I can’t put off doing what, for reasons unexplanable, comes naturally. I don’t know whether it’s the splitting headache or the ceaseless tick of the alarm clock in my parent’s room that keeps dragging me back, but I’m exhausted and if i don’t drown in sleep soon, its gonna be morning again. Middle of the week, Lots of work to finish up before the week’s up, a whole lot of mind made up for me.

I look down on an empty street, a cold wind blows. My Msn List stands desolate with the usual suspects visibly missing and my enthusiasm draining rapidly. You tend to relish talking to Msn cotacts more when they are not there. They tend to grow on you.

I know for sure the kid next door has slept. Streetlights continue their gentle guardianship of the city. Now and then a car can be heard, an occasional solitary train whizzing past, nothing more than a concept at this hour. A concept with its own singleminded purpose. The functional world spins on despite it’s lack of residents, for in every house, through every unlit window, theirs is a world of dreams and imaginings. Still, it’s good to know things will be here for them when they wake up tomorrow.

This kind of thing gets me thinking. What if this world is just base sustinance. An incubator, kitted out with all the tools necissary to support life, and nothing more. What if the real worlds were inside us. What if the purpose of life was to cultivate these worlds?

Think about if before the next time you go to sleep.

Cheers

Ps: Pulan Visaaranai on Star Vijay Rocks!

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Ok ok,

Hanging for life, holding on to the poverty line. Just Paid Bills.

Cheers.

ps: Might Need to work part time at ExxonMobil petrol kiosks.

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Ok ok,

Feeling Rich. Just got paid.

Cheers.

ps: Im going to invest heavily on shares with ExxonMobil.

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Ok ok,

So the other day one of my friends was having a problem with his PC. So i go in to attempt to rectify the situation. 2 mins and a couple of clicks later the issue is solved.

I tell the guy its all done and start walking away. He calls after me, “So, what was wrong?”. I replied, “It was an ID ten T error.”

He had no idea what the hell that was but probably didn’t want to appear stupid and nonetheless inquired, “An ID ten T error? What’s that in case I need to fix it again?”

I grinned… “Haven’t you ever heard of an ID ten T error before?”.

“No,” He replied.

“Write it down,” he said, “and I think you’ll figure it out”.

So he wrote it down and he hasn’t spoken to me since.

Cheers.

ps: Write it out to see why. Also See Here.

ps2: Still can’t figure? See Here

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Ok ok,

I had a dream the other night. Not the kind that Martin Luther King had but, rather a vague unclear and enigmatic dream.

Ever since I had that lucid dream a while back, I’ve been something of a dream addict. Each night, I say my little mantras to try and arm myself for sleep, and each night the dreams become a little more clear.

It feels like a kind of…magic, I suppose, or a reconnection to something I had forgotten and a new found connection to someone i have yet to meet. Only time will tell.

Cheers

ps: The dream seems disturbing.

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Ok ok,

I realized a paradox in my genetic makeup the other day. The shrinks would probably have a name for this, should try to ask “The Eye”. One side of me takes great pleasure in helping others, while the other side views strangers and non-intimate acquaintances with wary hostility. How the hell am I supposed to be effective in my job and maybe in life with an attitude like that? Maybe life in general would be a little nicer if I wasn’t kind of a jerk.

Cheers

ps:”The Eye” is a student in training to be a shrink.

ps2:I dislike students in training to be shrinks

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