As i continued to watch Beethoven Virus, two subtitles set me pondering...

"You are Alone in this world; Family,Friends, Love-ones are just illusions"

What happens if you are living in a world where only you truly exist? Everything else that you see are all merely illusions? Even as you read this entry, its all illusion... Can you imagine what kind of world you are living in where everything else is illusion?

Did i scare you by saying that? I hope i didn't, it is just that "like to think of weird things Paul" is back.

Another subtitle that caught my attention...

"You are born with something you are good at, just that you haven found it"

Did everyone that died found that "something" they are born to be good at? What are you good at? What do you think you are born to be good at? Whats your gifted talent? what is mine... i dunno... Can you imagine what kind of world you are living in where everyone is finding the that "something"?


I laid on my bed and recalled the "make a different days" during my poly days. Something that i told myself to work on since that day, and guess over these years, it is beginning to show the result? but i know i am slacking already... read this >> http://tiny-man.blogspot.com/2007/07/make-differenceeeeee.html

Wouldn't it be nice if everyone around you make a tiny difference in their lives, this world is gonna be a nicer place to live in, am i right?

Wouldn't it be nicer if everyone around you get to know the story of the "one solitary life"?


Yikes.. whats wrong with me today... i was just pondering... it has been nearly 22 years 6 months that i have lived... and i thank God that i am still kicking... but what have i done to contribute to this beautifully create world? Society?

I always picture the world i lived in... Its an orchestra...With God being the Conductor... And i am seating right at the back... the last row where the trumpeters are seated... playing the piece according to His directions... Watching His baton going up and down, swinging left and right... counting 1...2...3...4... as God swings the baton... soft down as He indicates a decrescendo... go loud as as the baton builds the crescendo... This is not about music playing... this is about human's life... How can a player be successful if he is not following the directions given by the conductor? Not only he ruins his own music... he ruins the entire orchestra's music... And this is the same for the way of life...


i am sad... because i am not watching the baton anymore... because i could not keep up with the tempo....because i am left behide... Because i am feeling all alone in this tiny world on mine... Will the conductor restart the piece just for me?