The enigma.
Perusing on my existance.
Unabashedly mocking every move.
Waiting, berating, consuming,
And gorging, till his selfish fill.
The enigma.
Who listens, with cautious intent.
And crawls incessantly along every corridor.
Smiling wryly, with a contented mind,
But with a foetid innard.
The enigma.
Ephemeral as it may seem
Decidedly seraphic, that porcelain being.
But, a rotten carcass underneath those cracks.
The enigma,
that shameless largesse of hypocrisy.
A serf of imposed moralistic conventions,
Who hides, lies, betrays,
even his brotherly alternate state of mind.
That enigma,
constantly gaining speed, erratic momentum.
As it rolls along the crevices of delusion.
Refusing to heal the wounds,
Even as the caress of the flames,
Stroke the hurt,
And soothes, this great narcissist pretender.
Then I realized.
The enigma.
Is me.
Rant 2:04 AM of Azmie
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Thursday, April 29, 2004
Hah! I'm back from the wilderness of this self-imposed hiatus. Been a peasant lately, doing agricultural work at the slopes of mountains, growing vegetables for daily consumption. But... i got disillusioned, dreaming of the smoky streets of Singapore , and the rough and tumble of its highly accelerated and mechanized pseudo-western society , untarnished by globalization and American culture. Missed those days where we would sit at Starbucks (right Shikin?) drinking cafe lattes and mocha frappucinos bantering about the calamactic problems facing teenagers in our country nowadays.. i mean, wow, our life is hard sia... people here actually have to tackle gargantuan problems of musing over what to wear to work , and wad polish to buy for that dirty BMW car parked at the corner over there.. ("yah, dat red one. nice rite?")
And so i returned, with a new outlook and vigour in life, and i met reformed peasants just like me, working hard in the vicinity of a school-cum-plantation and which helped me learn the ropes of HTML to publish this blog here. Thanks to those who made my life a little better. And thanks Shikin for your web skills in helping me get this blog running. Maddy would be so proud of u! "I know she can't be mine.." -(Indian Accent) Rant 1:47 AM of Azmie | |