Wednesday, August 25, 2004
It's almost 5a.m. & I'm wide awake. Must be that can of Nescafe. Enjoying every second of tranquil & perhaps loneliness as well. Why do this sense of melancholy always hit hardest on the human mind in the wee hours?
After a few moments of silence, accompanied by some heart-wrenching love song, it's hard not to get affected. I swear I'm not tangled by some messy love thingies. Not at this moment. I feel so forlorn all of a sudden. In fact, I'm trying to make myself appear depressed. The peculiar human mind as always.
Is the night stereotyped into being a moments of despair? Or is it you & me that shaped its role? Maybe the night wasn't meant to be this way. He had no choice cause we forced him to be. We are too brainwashed maybe. But, by what? Where did the propaganda come from? How did the propaganda start? The fear of loneliness in human mind. We fear silence, we fear abandons, we fear therefore we despair. There you go. A basic theory everyone knows.
Silence is loudest in the night. Loneliness is most felt at night. You have no one. You feel like you're the only one left in the whole world. Maybe that's why.
Hogwash is most said at night as well. Think so?
// she's beautifully chaotic at 4:36 AM >> 