- What an efficient way to encourage manners into culture


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- What an efficient way to encourage manners into culture
“Vent my Spleen about this Dream”
What is the definition of a dream Where lies its origin-emergence stream Does it have its limit or can it be extreme Can it be unbounded or does it have to follow a theme When a dream is unfulfilled, why does it hurt our self-esteem And If it isn’t that big of a deal then why do we resort to scream Can outlandish dreams be dreamt by a senior other than a teen If the method is crooked but the results are serene Can the scheme still be seen as clean Or would that embody a bully just acting mean I best suggest we solve such judgements before things take a turn most obscene For the human and the angels argue about ethics in-between The devil speaks from within telling the man, the method came with the gene
If we’re all equal then can none shall ever become supreme If a dream leads to power can he at least have his regime Or do all have to suppress their dream and act like a machine Well the machines better evoke its consciousness Cause the roots are bloody red, How long can one stare at the tip of a tree and find it green
While I spend most of my time looking at the screen Patience and tolerance boils up, up in steam Each nerve in the brain are fried like getting hit by a laser beam Society and community collapsing on each other; none soothing words will ever redeem Only actions of improvement such that of modified socialism + capitalism may intervene Just like in chess a king is put safely in place by its queen To fortify its wall against events unforeseen And to prevent the villains in the mask who enter the scene Masked on as if harmless ghosts of halloween But not all are fooled with such charade For I close my eyes and smell the beast My Adamantium blade slides out as if they’ve triggered my Wolverine
That little voice in your head helps you, be you!
And the true you changes over time.
As you get older the world gets more complicated.
You have to get more complicated too.
Discomfort
Some of us, we want to find someone, fall in love. We want to love them and want to be loved back, wholeheartedly.
But unfortunately, for some of us. Our first task is to find someone, and listen to their love story about how much they loved their ex-boyfriend.
While we wipe tears on their face, tears are rolling down our own face and our hands are too occupied tending her tears, while a river is running down our face.
Just the last night, everything is fine and we wish goodnight. Next morning, we wake up with a smile and wish good morning.
To which they respond, I’m not happy, I’m sad and want to cry.
We are caught in surprise to no idea what has happened and what emotions has befallen upon her.
It’s kinda boring when we have to go through it often. But on the other hand, we are so careful not to bring the scene to an end. We choose our thoughts and words so that the conclusion is not an end of a day which started as a beautiful one, but as day passes it’s turning into a confusing one. With confused state of mind.
Not knowing am I sad, am I bored, am I tired, am I being made to feel hurt, am I losing my dream, am I losing my hope, am I feeling loveless or will I become a stone.
But while I hold my own emotions I tend to hers. Because this day and the story is about her, not mine...
I am merely a mediator of their love, a counselor as a friend and a loner listening to their love talk about their unforgettable love with someone else.
At moments as such
“Life is like a Korean movie, always ending in tragedy”
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