what are words for if not to be conveyed to other people.
what are emotions for if not to be shared with other people.
what are dreams and aspirations for if not to be attained together with other people.
what are thoughts for if not expressed to other people.

in a life where there are no other people, what use are these things, when meaning can only be drawn out from them with the presence of other people.
in a life lived all alone, what purpose does one have in living when he lacks the essential things that give meaning to life.

what is writing for when there is no one to appreciate the art, emotion and ideas contained within.
what is photography for when no one is there to understand the honest and raw emotion captured within a single snapshot.
what is service for when people merely go for the taking and never take the time to spare a moment in acknowledging another's tedious sole effort.
what is the worth of doing things if not for any meaning's worth.

if such were to happen, would it not be tiring to always be in it alone?

yeah, true.

I tried isolating myself from the world.
I spoke in silence.
I wrote in a crumpled piece of paper.
I cried in one corner.
I dreamed in emptiness.
I acted my tableau without an audience.
But it only pushed me down a cliff without the hope of salvation.

I felt that there's something missing, nevertheless, I was late to wake up to the need of socializing my self..

I made myself an island, but when i woke up in reality, It was to late, I cannot cope up with the present. no matter what, I'm still left alone.

I am still in the eve of death. I need some resuscitation.

kirby, is this you?

anyway, we both are in the "eve of death" as you call it. it would be nice if someone would pull me out of this dark night. i've fallen too deep from the cliff and it's too hard to climb back.

emo much? nonetheless, i'm fine. i've fallen deep, but not deep enough to keep any light from shinig towards where i am. :) i hope you are nearer the cliff than i am. ^_^

I dunno, I think i'm farther down the cliff. I see myself plummeting deeper into the ocean that lies below...

Light is fading fast, Oxygen is running low, and arms are going numb. nevertheless, i'm still struggling to swim ashore and see the light once more..

gosh, I cannot find myself, but still searching relentlessly..

why must there be lost beings such as us?

you know... you keep on living on with your life, and yet it's as if life passes you by. you're not living, you're just passing it by as well.

the search for self is actually an endless search for meaning. ironically, the more you search, the more you lose yourself into your self-made confusion. ahhh. see what i mean? i just confused myself even more. ;)

oh well, there'll be light. there will be, no doubt. :)

ah, but i say you're higher than i. because you've found meaning. you've found a purpose for which you dedicate whatever you do... and that will drag you back up.

as for me, i'm still searching. *sigh*

Yes, I agree, Life is always under construction. Even if I die, there would be always be something that you left unfinished, thus justifying life searching is endless..

I dunno, I may find my purpose, nevertheless, I'm still stuck on working for that purpose with the uncertainty of that purpose acknowledging my perseverance...

Yep, Light is existent, nevertheless, at the status quo, It's still distant from my reach...

I'm still embraced by the chains of pandemonium...

*sigh*.. I want to break free..

hate you. hateyouhateyouhateyou. argh. why must you mention that when i'm already having anxiety attacks? grr. haha. no really, i'm just terrified by the 11th word you said.

digressing aside, yeah. ditto. let's just try to be positive for a change. :)

break free eh? it reminds me of high school musical. ~_~

saree then.. haha.. =]

ay naku, ang sama tuloy ng panaginip ko. pero, ayus lang yun. don't mind me. hahaha. :)