Guess i'll have to thank rob for the change of layout.and putting a single picture in a post, whatever message the picture is trying to get across, like what he did and others have been doing all along. can really liven the atmosphere of the blog.silly me somehow just realize this dumb fact.i wasn't really busy with stuffs till evening crept in.before that,God knows what possessed my lazy soul to take out a thick book(well,at least thick according to my standards) and start reading.i was in a frenzy and yes i finished one out of the four stories in the 'combined' novel.titled,the Glass Cockpit,it's about....what else,the advancing aviation industry.but its the way the writer describes the whole story that got me hooked.and in the midst of a tragedy taking place,there is still time for love.yes, love,can the world ever survive without love i wonder...
"Those hands, Lucky.I'm terribly worried about them," she said.
"You worry about the wrong things, my love. Don't pray for my hands, just our souls."
"You worry about the wrong things, my love. Don't pray for my hands, just our souls."
talking about prayers, my devilish soul wandered for a moment.God has a plan for us.and we don't know whats in store.and probably this leads to curiosity for some or even fear.but thinking ahead is a chore.and what more with the uncompromising present.i know complaining is a sin,but i can't help it.i hate the situation that i'm in.and no its got nothing to do with the people around me,i love my family,and to me they are suffering as much as i am.i just don't understand,how there are others out there who have everything,intelligence,looks,money,you name it.they have it.and when i see them,i curse them out of jealousy.its not something i can control.i just feel lousy and useless beside these people.sucks i keep telling myself,yes it sucks.
but suddenly,images of people suffering flashes through your mind.the angel decides to fight back and say, "hey son,it's been tough on you,but look at these pitiful people.they are facing much worse scenario than you.but heck,they don't complain.instead they get on with life.you think you had it bad enough?think again..."
and the process just repeats itself.neither wants to lose.just like two great boxers in a ring,the fight goes on and on.but someone,or rather something will have to suffer and be on the receiving end.
and till faith returns,everything else is blinded.but faith is trapped somewhere.how now?
"That's the whole trick, my dear. Never know too much. It messes up dreams!"
-The Glass Cockpit, by Robert P. Davies
