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Tuesday, October 5, 2010

A Thousand Diamonds Strewn

Everyday I force myself to believe that life, even with all its perplexities and imperfections, has its reasons I have to compel with. 

Understanding the way destiny works its wonders everyday is harder than picking out the best coffee to go with my bagel. I've been going through the hurdles of coming up with the perfect reason for its queerness for as long as I can remember yet I still can't say that I've mastered its ins and outs, its jumps and falls --- and I don't think I'd be able to do that at all. Unfortunate, I call myself sometimes since devoting time and effort to actually fathom life's cunning motives may be a 'waste'. It is. No one can really explain the beauty in life's irony but Him yet I still search for answers I know I won't find. It's consuming yet fulfilling. It's draining yet inspiring. 

I struggle. I search. I delve. 
Call me peculiar, I don't really care.

Curiosity kills the cat but it can also bring the tiger back to life.