date: Saturday, June 16, 2007 @ 12:23 pm
title: Freedom Papers
"... Made a mistake and you will be transfered from drama to crisis. Things will harden within minutes..."
-Tony Blair-
Something that had me going since my mind is not occupied with military stuff. Enough of physical training and mental endurance and brainless movement, it's time to put back the thinking cap.
Been busy as usual. Lacking sufficient time to spell out my ABC. Troubled by my own bad organisational skills and inability to multi-task quick. Finally, after a tromenting period of being subdued and locked away in a far far away island from the parent island, I am temporary freed from the early hours and late nights and of course, the horrible taste of yellowish water.
What can i say? It's been another series of soul-searching and self-pondering about the priorities in life. I though I have everything going but unsurprisingly, I got it wrong again and again. Many would have planned where they want to spend their long desired leave but I on the other hand have nothing in mind, except to meet up with people that I have long forgotten unknowing. Maybe it is the conscious part of me that desires to reunite with the like-minded. For myself, its another time when I would like to return back to my pre-ns life, living carefree and heck-care about the coming ns life. After that, mourning over the fact that I am still stuck in this hellish confined govermentized loser-kind of life, just the leave gave me the illusion of how freedom tastes so sweet.
Yet, I realize it's not about that kind of freedom, but the freedom to be able to get out during the weekend and join my fellow radical friend in our pursuit. The freedom to exercise personal conviction. The freedom to choose the desired. The freedom to be freed again and again.
Strange enough, sometimes freedom to read a newspaper is so important, to the extent that just one crazy comment can make one wants to write once again. crazily. ha. Happy Father's Day! I off to go for e Red Rain concert.
