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Dont worry - havent lost it... yet!

just because i put in some sad stuff (only the content... not the style!!!) - doesnt mean am about to jump off the roof rightaway!!!

just been meaning to put in some of my memories here... it seems that the only world slightly safe these days is the virtual one... or at least shall hope so...

anyways... at this ungodly hour its pretty normal to feel emotional... at least for me. at times life raises quite a few questions - and mostly cruel ones...
sometimes the cruelest ones are simply those which you know the answer to and yet dont want to acknowledge... especially to urself.
what are we capable of doing? to ourselves... to those who we think we love?
when exactly do we become small in our own eyes? while thinking of doing it...while doing it... or forever afterwards?
what is the bigger crime... deceiving the world, deceiving someone else... or deceiving yourself?
when do we cross the line between being true to yourself and being true to the moment? what if the two are in conflict?
when is it right to follow the heart?
how do we make the brain go quiet - if only for some time? (have forever and ever been envious of those who claim to have blank moments!!)

mmm...

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