gobbledigook.

[ a morbid fascination that borders on obsession. ]

Saturday, September 02, 2006
Seoul Garden: A feast for the Goddess

Lately i've got a 1 way ticket and taken a ride on the roller-coaster of emotions; one moment i feel on top of the world and next, i'm falling through an endless abyss that stretches to infinity. I'm slightly bruised, but largely unscathed. Rather me, i'm unrepentant. Its an infinitesimal price to pay for an experience that transcend words. Minus the agony and shortcomings, its a virtual joyride. Its when nothing else matters and you're Alice in Wonderland.

It is somewhat inappropriate of me to ramble of delusional and improbable tales right now. But i've reached a stage of a semi-comatose sensory receptor where a cocktail of jading, disappointment and blankness has reached a unprecedented high. You become desensitized and oblivious to your bearings. You're at a crossroad; pressed for a decision. There is no room for error, there is no turning back. The clock is ticking and the wolves are breathing down your neck.

One might blurt out the painful simplicity of the situation; let go and whitewash. Its not 1,2,3 or a,b,c. Its attached to yourself, and its analogous to removing a part of you. Rather, its an odd case of Stockholm Syndrome, not your typical hostage-meets-abducter. Battered and tortured my soul may be, i'm still very much clinging on to every strand, bit, ray and piece of hope for salvation. Whatever the outcome may be.

Later.