My life is in itself an anticlimax to what it sets out to accomplish.
The second reload in one and a half years, starting fresh...and a total loss mounting to 13.8G equivalence of files, mostly pics and articles, hardly touched even twice, am i a squirrel or something...new theme which failed to cover start menu and frame, though the side bar does look cool~really love the vista default font, full of sense and flow, or in other words, full of appleness XD
Cocooned in my own private nutshell for yet another spring, in the quite postmodern phrase of inward escapism...speaking of postmodernism, it took me almost a year to gasp some still vague sense to understand it, and it means to me now, so to speak, a mixture of destructionism and anarchy, break without make, too ready in denying any existance...that's what occured to me when David joked about our class being so democratic as to always blame the govt, and when the secret vote reached 7-7, 8-8 twice and he stunned and I felt quite hilarious that I almost shouted this is what we call Chinese democracy XD ...but what more can you expect to come out of the mouth of a colossal south park fan anyway? Yeah, back to the point I was trying to make before the self-dissolving started...anyway...anyway...what good is the world out there? I'm a full time avoider of this surrounding, do no evil, or rather, do non.
And then there is the gap. All sound and furies on the surface don't get anyone anywhere. Not that I'm saying this because I don't even get a surface to start with...the pleasure I sense from an unexpected soulmate brings much stronger a rush of hormone regardless of any orientation thing. I'm proud of being a cosmopolitan that doesn't very often give any damn to any behavior of self-prisoning. Yet the simple truth is, man can hardly survive without enthnocentrism and stereotyping. Superiority is what makes each and everyone of us to believe that WE are doing the right course and we represent justice. Any so-called world citizen finally boils down to a rootless tree dying in setdown contempt. And after death there would possibly be dust-up from the wild blind populace's complacence and herd mentality. Well, in claiming the populace to be a clueless mob I just practiced exactly what I hated without the slightest awareness at that moment. You are no savior and I'm no saint. We are just soldiers fighting a losing battle, singing oursleves to sleep night after night on the road to nowhere.
