today i went with my parents and grandfather to my grandfather's church. so-so lah. nearly fell asleep, but my tailbone was too painful. think i hurt my tailbone at the last training. hurts to sit, to bend over, to cough, to run, to go up stairs, etc. at one point, i started to question the pastor's sanity.
i quote:
" (he said some other stuff) ... sometimes, we get the feeling that there's something that we should know... ...
but we don't know what is it that we should know. therefore, we PRETEND to know what we don't know... ...
but then somebody else knows what we don't know... ...
but he or she won't tell us what we don't know because he or she doesn't know whether we know what we actually don't know or not... ...
so they don't say what we don't know because they don't want us to find out what we don't know in case we really don't know it... which we don't.
so we have to continue to search to find out what we don't know that we SHOULD know. (continues talking)"
try saying that to yourself. i missed out a few lines in here cos i can't remember it all. it sounds like he's on auto playback or something.
Amidst the discreet natures of you and I in consanguinity, A fluttering whisper for which it seems, is it a lie or a truth untold before its time?
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