picture postcards

Life is like a neverending piece of artwork-God never stops adding touches or taking away splotches.

Right now, life seems to be really bleak for me. Everything is grey or white and black-white being the absence of shade that I need in my life from the glaring light of those who know too much and make me feel belittled and black being the absence of white which represents the truth I need to see; the true side of people and to be enlightened in my work.

If the sun didn't shine for you today, don't cry. I'll make it for you, tomorrow-God.

Sometimes, especially during these tiring and trying times, you feel like the whole world's got its back turned on you. You don't know where to go and what to do or how to achieve something even if you have found the direction. It's weird how it always seems to work out in the end though, isn't it?

When life is already so bleak, bad things can't make it any more bleak.

It feels as though each time you find out something good about yourself or others or do something good, those grey-tinged areas in your life are slowly filled with the pastel colours of hope, joy and peace. Right now, my world's looking a bit too bleak for my liking. I know I need some colour but when you yourself feel like it's hopeless, nothing else anyone says can change your mind. Knowledge is Justified True Belief( or so everyone thinks :S); If I believe that there's no hope and the evidence of my grades show that it is hopeless then aren't I justified in thinking that there is no hope?

Think About It.

Call me a pessimist but it's just hard to believe in miracles until you see or experience one and when you do, you question if that one occurrence was just a fluke. That's where I need faith-it seems to have gone missing. Find it? Let me know, it's been missing for quite some time and it's time it came home. I know there are people who will be there for me and I know that there are people who care but sometimes, you just don't trust what you see. Or know.

The long and winding road seems dark and scary...

I'm standing at the start of the road and it's a journey I must take. Edmund Hilary had his Tensing Norgay, I need my sherpa too. Will you come help me? I've lost hope and hope is fast losing hold of me. That sense of helplessness is not something that I'm proud of but I've realised that for the longest time, I've been massacring some things and I failed to realise because I was too busy trying to do what I thought was right that I never took a step back to look-now I need help. Honestly.

Which is longer: forever or eternity?

I've always imagined myself falling endlessly into an abyss of darkness when I'm lost and feel like hope is gone--the uncertainty overwhelms me. I need to know when to fall and how to fall; it's scarier knowing that you'll never stop falling than knowing that the fall will be painful. Falling and feeling the pain means you've made contact with reality. Never hitting the ground and endlessly falling-that's worse; your soul is locked in the chains of doubt you can't even break free from what you imagine to be true and what really is, truth.