Tuesday, August 30, 2005
Story Time
Once upon a time there was a man called mcnish. one day, he won a lucky draw. the prize: a seven day tour around heaven. heaven, being heaven, is of course such a wonderful place and mcnish had loads of fun during the tour. he had never been happier in his life. he even met ms angel, who as her name suggests, is an angel. she was the most beautiful and kindest girl mcnish has ever met. it was the time of mcnish's life being able to get to know her.
alas, the tour ended. what heaven, ms angel and mcnish did not know was the effects heaven had on humans. stay more than 7 days and they will suffer when they go back to earth. mcnish, unfortunately, stayed for 7 days and an hour and prompty contracted heaven overdose wilting syndrome (HOWS). HOWS is a terrible disease and ebbs away a person's life, both physically and mentality. of course, mcnish was in pain and actue agony. he struggled badly trying to cope with the disease. every day seemed like eternity as he has to go through all the trauma every moment. he hated his life immensely. after a few months, the disease was into its final stages.
one dark and stormy night, mcnish at last managed to look past all the pain and sorrow he's been feeling. as such, he soon saw himself in the middle of a dark tunnel. then he saw the light out in the distance and moved towards it... finally he could let everything go and go into the light, away from all the pain he's been feeling.
however, ms angel soon appeared. being an angel, she used her supernatural prowess to haul mcnish back to life. however, she did/could not do anything more and left mcnish back at his previous state. the state where he just contracted the disease.
and once again, mcnish has to go through all the sorrow again. momentarily there was the feeling of elation... "Yes, i'm alive again" he thought when first brought back to life but then the reality of HOWS came crawling back. 'why won't ms angel go the full distance and save him from all the agony? or why didn't she just leave me alone to die? after all, i've finally looked past everything that has happened' he thought.
thus comes the moral question behind the story... will mcnish be wrong to blame ms angel for what happened? in his mind ms angel has always been just infallible. " well, everything she does is beautiful. everything she does is right" he would think. but somehow he couldn't help but feel disappointed at what she has done (he can't seem to blame her still)... and while writhing in pain from HOWS he makes a plea to ms angel: leave me be to move on past what has happened and make no attempt to bring me back or just stay with me through everything. please don't be so nice if you don't mean it.
THE END
and along with the spirit of story telling i would like to point out that the story above is just a work of fiction. all the characters and events portrayed in the story are purely fictitious, and any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental...
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anyway, back to real life. i felt so hyprocritical today... i actually managed to choke out a laughter despite feeling insulted by what was said. i remember all i could do in scenarios like this previously was force out a light smile. sometimes i wonder how it's like having friendships at the top. sadly most of my experiences with people of power/status turn out to be one big farce. i wonder if tt's the type of relationships and bonds those people form. i often look at ministers playing golf together or socialites doing what they do best and feel skeptical if they are really friends in the true sense of the word. i certainly do not desire such superficial friendship with other people just so they are important, etc. simply, why do i even want to mix with important people...
it's my life... let me chart out my own course. i'd find the balance i oh-so-seek one day...
alas, the tour ended. what heaven, ms angel and mcnish did not know was the effects heaven had on humans. stay more than 7 days and they will suffer when they go back to earth. mcnish, unfortunately, stayed for 7 days and an hour and prompty contracted heaven overdose wilting syndrome (HOWS). HOWS is a terrible disease and ebbs away a person's life, both physically and mentality. of course, mcnish was in pain and actue agony. he struggled badly trying to cope with the disease. every day seemed like eternity as he has to go through all the trauma every moment. he hated his life immensely. after a few months, the disease was into its final stages.
one dark and stormy night, mcnish at last managed to look past all the pain and sorrow he's been feeling. as such, he soon saw himself in the middle of a dark tunnel. then he saw the light out in the distance and moved towards it... finally he could let everything go and go into the light, away from all the pain he's been feeling.
however, ms angel soon appeared. being an angel, she used her supernatural prowess to haul mcnish back to life. however, she did/could not do anything more and left mcnish back at his previous state. the state where he just contracted the disease.
and once again, mcnish has to go through all the sorrow again. momentarily there was the feeling of elation... "Yes, i'm alive again" he thought when first brought back to life but then the reality of HOWS came crawling back. 'why won't ms angel go the full distance and save him from all the agony? or why didn't she just leave me alone to die? after all, i've finally looked past everything that has happened' he thought.
thus comes the moral question behind the story... will mcnish be wrong to blame ms angel for what happened? in his mind ms angel has always been just infallible. " well, everything she does is beautiful. everything she does is right" he would think. but somehow he couldn't help but feel disappointed at what she has done (he can't seem to blame her still)... and while writhing in pain from HOWS he makes a plea to ms angel: leave me be to move on past what has happened and make no attempt to bring me back or just stay with me through everything. please don't be so nice if you don't mean it.
THE END
and along with the spirit of story telling i would like to point out that the story above is just a work of fiction. all the characters and events portrayed in the story are purely fictitious, and any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental...
---
anyway, back to real life. i felt so hyprocritical today... i actually managed to choke out a laughter despite feeling insulted by what was said. i remember all i could do in scenarios like this previously was force out a light smile. sometimes i wonder how it's like having friendships at the top. sadly most of my experiences with people of power/status turn out to be one big farce. i wonder if tt's the type of relationships and bonds those people form. i often look at ministers playing golf together or socialites doing what they do best and feel skeptical if they are really friends in the true sense of the word. i certainly do not desire such superficial friendship with other people just so they are important, etc. simply, why do i even want to mix with important people...
it's my life... let me chart out my own course. i'd find the balance i oh-so-seek one day...
