Friday, October 12, 2007
Taste and see that it is good
It had been a long time. He could not remember when was the last time he felt like this anymore. It seemed eons ago. The days of living in daily resentment, pent up anger, unappreciated love and angsty disgust. Those dark days. They were somewhat a closed chapter in the book that he thought he would never see again. There were times he looked back. Comparing what was and what is now, all he had before was merely ashes and dust. The treasure and gold he lived in now were by far the greater pleasure he would choose to delight in.
He was enjoying the pleasures of his new found direction, marvelling at the transformations that took place in his life. The past was just a ghost that he scorned and loathed. At the same time, he also had some fear. Not an overwhelming amount, but a small dose of it. Fear of the ghost of the past revisting him. He knew that it was a pretty irrational fear, that's why it remained just a small tinge of fear. In any case, if the phantoms appeared again, he would just slay it with a cross and holy water, just like how Van Helsing did it with Dracula. A pretty amusing thought, he thought. Thoughts of being overrun by the phantoms never occurred to him. Such would be irrational and he had no room to entertain such ridicule. Neither did thoughts of facing the ghosts again ever came to him. Perhaps such was pride, or possibly ignorance, but likely to be foolishness. He certainly wasn't prepared to face them again.
Moments ago he was caught unprepared and was given a low blow. For a split second he thought he had been transported back in time. He could also mentally visualise his emotions being thrown into a turmoil, degenerating to the miserable set of feelings he had been so used to wearing in th past. Fortunately, he did not sink in and lose himself. Just as the garments of desolateness were put on, he desperately tore them away. As he tore them away, he gained an adrenalin rush and he frantically ripped them all away.
For those who had tasted Ben & Jerry's, Wall's ice cream is just shit. Marigold too. For those who tasted nice steamy hot pasta, instant noodles is trash. There is no reason to substitute the greater delight for a lesser one. He was lost for a moment, but only for a moment. He won't give up a banquet for a Ramly burger.
Taste, and see that it is good.
He was enjoying the pleasures of his new found direction, marvelling at the transformations that took place in his life. The past was just a ghost that he scorned and loathed. At the same time, he also had some fear. Not an overwhelming amount, but a small dose of it. Fear of the ghost of the past revisting him. He knew that it was a pretty irrational fear, that's why it remained just a small tinge of fear. In any case, if the phantoms appeared again, he would just slay it with a cross and holy water, just like how Van Helsing did it with Dracula. A pretty amusing thought, he thought. Thoughts of being overrun by the phantoms never occurred to him. Such would be irrational and he had no room to entertain such ridicule. Neither did thoughts of facing the ghosts again ever came to him. Perhaps such was pride, or possibly ignorance, but likely to be foolishness. He certainly wasn't prepared to face them again.
Moments ago he was caught unprepared and was given a low blow. For a split second he thought he had been transported back in time. He could also mentally visualise his emotions being thrown into a turmoil, degenerating to the miserable set of feelings he had been so used to wearing in th past. Fortunately, he did not sink in and lose himself. Just as the garments of desolateness were put on, he desperately tore them away. As he tore them away, he gained an adrenalin rush and he frantically ripped them all away.
For those who had tasted Ben & Jerry's, Wall's ice cream is just shit. Marigold too. For those who tasted nice steamy hot pasta, instant noodles is trash. There is no reason to substitute the greater delight for a lesser one. He was lost for a moment, but only for a moment. He won't give up a banquet for a Ramly burger.
Taste, and see that it is good.
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