"...every man for himself." So the saying goes.
Well along with that line also comes "Who
cares about what they say," and "How does
that benefit me?"
As the course comes to an end, personalities
and characters have receded back to the
starting point - You don't know who is who
anymore; time seemed to have relapsed.

Maybe its just me, but the usual people
whom you thought to be respectable and
reputable have displayed sufficient acts of
vice to have me doubt their status. On the
contrary, people belonging to the
remaining minute fraction of the pie chart
are exuding veracious character worthy
of praise. I was surprised at how the
cognitive cohesion of a rather decent
group just eroded and faltered like flaking
rust.

Implicitly, I am not trying to be specific
here. The incident that resulted in this
soul-searching entry has reminded me
that human nature could just be like a
sheathed sword, when threatened it
strikes back blatantly at the opponents.
This applies to many real life scenarios.
As long as you are not careful, you may
have fallen bait to the deceit, disguise
enchanted sheath. In Simpler terms,
what you see is not what you get; do
not judge a book by its cover.

If you have read the above, it was a
message meant for myself - to serve as
a constant reminder that people are
such sophisticated, complicated,
conniving creatures. I find it hard to even
believe and trust myself sometimes.

If only I could just lay back and let go
of such arduous thoughts, and just
enjoy the little things in life that makes
a person smile - I only hope for that
day to come.


















(Doodle done in NS awhile back. Hair practice.)