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July 27, 2007
To laugh is to risk appearing foolish.
To weep is to risk appearing sentimental.
To reach out for another is to risk involvement.
To expose feelings is to risk exposing one's true self.
To place ideas and dreams before a crowd is to risk ridicule.
To love is to risk not being loved in return.
To live is to risk dying.
To hope is to risk despair.
To try is to risk failure.
And yet the person who risks nothing,
does nothing,
has nothing,
and ultimately becomes nothing.
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July 27, 2007
I had been able to passed and survived many innumerable" mistakes causing pains" from the past.
but still my undiscipline heart cannot resist to repeat them.
It seem that all the lessons that I had learned..seems to be unlearned by my undiscipline heart whenever I repeat those "mistakes causing pains" ...
It seem that all the resistance that prevented me from those damn things break loose whenever I had a chance to repeat them...
Oh I just don't know....
it seem that I'm the maker of my own cursed pains...
It seem that I was caught between mistakes and pains..
Oh I just don't know...
It seem that darkness are pulling me down....
pulling me down to the edge....
to the edge....
to the edge, where I had no more chance of repeating them...
It seem that there is no proper place for me to prevent me from repeating them...
than...
to the grave....
