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its pouring heavily outside my window right now
the sky's a sickly yellowish shade and somehow the rain seems to be getting heavier
as if scorning me, forestalling me in my attempt to leave my beseiged castle.

in an hour's time, i would be at changi airport.
in bangkok
living "the beach" life

goodbye to my home.

truth

i just got back from a late night show with gerard
the show was called "old boy" and though it was rated r21 i'm damn sure it's for the impressive violence and not for the distasteful nudity.. which leads me to today's topic : truth

is the truth worth finding out?
at all?
even if it means realising that you've lived a lie your whole life
even if it means realising that the love you share between your sig. other
was fabricated? pre-arranged? intentional? created; not by the both of you?
with your only being; a marionette of Fate?

if so, why do so many people seek the truth
only to fall back into disdain upon finding it
returning as broken men

i guess it's human nature. to be curious.
to be the "kaypoh" and crowd around the corpse of someone who had committed suicide.
to look even though your friend has already warned you "eh dun look the guy/girl not handsome/pretty one"
to want to be let in on the latest gossip

perhaps Pandora was a fool
perhaps Eve was a bitch
but one thing's for sure

curiousity led them to want to find out the truth
only to be screwed by it.

but then again, if they did not find out the truth
and continued to be ignorant; or maybe living their fake perfect lives (if their lives were fake).
what point is there then?

i guess the only solution is that

they should all die

btw the movie was a kick ass show.

the truth will set you free
but ignorance is bliss. is it?