Wednesday, May 09, 2007
all the faults of others that blights your own eyes so rotten before, starts festering, growing within yourself like a dire epidemic.no wonder it is said that the qualities that one hates in other people most, is what one hates within, what one cannot come to terms with - all those pestilent imperfections.
i hate being weak, yet i so am.
all these truncated, disconcerting thoughts. please, let sleep take them away with the rise of dawn and leave all troubles in God's hands.