Thoughts upon an afternoon

Sometimes, think it is really wiser to observe silence. It is ironic to me sometimes, to know that your exact utterance will unfold its many meanings to people, and still toy with that notion. Sometimes it is interesting to observe in speech, the common ideologies that people are stuck with. But I guess, to actually expose that would be somewhat Socratic or Nietzchian(along that line), sometimes in our modern day terms, a bit crazy to say.

And I guess you have to be aware of what's prevalent around you. Not many people knows satire. And most of all, people are encapsulated with this protective and conservative bubble of self, to strictly( and i say strictly) observe this line of speech, and not to offend people in any sense. Sadly, Singapore i supposed, to be suppressed and oppressed in thoughts.

W.H Auden
elegy for the German poet Ernst Toller

We are lived by powers we pretend to understand:
They arrange our loves; it is they who direct at the end
The enemy bullet, the sickness, or even our hand.

It is their to-morrow hangs over the earth of the living
And all that we wish for our friends: but existence is believing
We know for whom we mourn and who is grieving.