My Love to come…
As is the case of textbook or chili, LOVE is hopefully better the second time around. Now I’m consider my self to be very lucky for had been living through the so-thoughtful love experiences elapsed. So I am happy at the moment to declare that I feel so secure about this ‘ancient feeling’, even though currently none of those emotion distinctively refers to one specific soul-being…
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Fitri & dodi, my very nice officemates, had been successfully poisoning me with the beauty of Stevie Wonders’s “Isn’t she lovely” and “Overjoyed”, but still I couldn’t figure out for whom their lyrics will be dedicated. I made a nice gift to someone, but to be very honest, I am not too convinced yet to take any steps further afterward. There are few attractive platonic relationships, but they should not deem to be that serious whatsoever. However, quite strangely, I enjoy the situation pretty well…
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I think maybe love is just another reality in life…For which we do ask questions, challenging its mysteries, enigmas, puzzles; and subsequently we find the patterns, from which we make inference….(to be is to be perceived?). And again, succeeding inference I believe would produce better result, at least with less statistical errors :p.
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So, as some part of Bill Whither’s saying, that on this window down the hall, I still hear the crystal raindrops fall (and then I see the morning sun)…; My Love is truly will be much better the second time to come…..
October 19th, 2005 at 9:29 am
what a nice contemplation of love is! meaningful and thoughtful. keep on writing, please