belief (cont')

where was i?
ahyess. the multiple roller coasters of emotion that emerges from time to time, bubbles of chaos and miasma that drift to the calm surface, only to ameliorate what would've been a rattling experience with the opposite sex. speaking of which, only just recently i rode, yes i did, a wooden roller coaster and if your mind wanders about how bad it could have been, let me gladly inform you that it is..ONLY the world's steepest wooden roller coaster, at 77 degrees, YES GO DO YOUR MATH. if anything, this ride was the heartbeat of fear itself. and the worst part was that i got on with a full bladder. thus, only one thought kept regurgitating in my mind throughout the entire 'journey of joy', which was pleasedon'twetyourselfisitendingalready. well technically those were TWO thoughts. i reckon, full bladders and towering rides have a way with mushing and coalescing your thoughts together such that it all sums up to one ugly monster which seeks to frighten you with figments of imagination. so yes, roller coaster of emotion fits the adage i am trying to get across.

single-targeted anaclisis is as ugly as it is beautiful. as normal as it is special. as demanding as it is in giving. as forgiving as much as it forgets. to put it short but not sweet, it's a hyperbole of contradictions, so extreme that everything is accepted to be the norm. and if i were to be intelligently empathetic and sympathetic enough, i'd practice apathy with it, perhaps even with a tinge of hypocrisy for one can only piously deny the desire that rumbles beneath. yet the main reason lies in the fact that the writer of this post embraces what that appeals most strongly to him first before coming to a halt of realization that it is a little too late to concentrate and centralize his efforts on building a solid wall of knowledge for himself that could have brought nothing but success. so yes i've successfully described what you'd term as a relationship in a non too forthright manner.

if i was organized, i'd be dangerous.