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Sunday, January 17, 2010, 2:46 AM


What is life?



A question, I am sure many of us, if not all, have pondered about at some point in our lives. Personally for me, the year 2009 from the month May onwards, had been spent probing exactly just that. That was the month that I blatantly cut contact with everyone, the period I went MIA.


I cannot tell you the reason why but only that it felt like it was something I had to do and I won't apologize because I don't think I have done anything wrong. I only can say sorry to the people who thought I alienated them in the process, it wasn't the intention. To make it clear, I am still in that phrase but I am beginning to see the light at the very end of the tunnel.


An unexpected by-product of this self-imposed isolation, however, showed me who I was as a person for the last nineteen (+ 1) years of my life. Emotions that came with no particular order were shock, repulsion, bitterness, regret and to my great amusement; comprehension and with it, inner peace.


Frankly, you could say that I did not like what I saw.


I think we as human beings, in order to find our true selves, should go through a phrase of segregation from the world. It is during solitary periods with one self that you get to question your belief without getting corrupted from society. We are naturally social creatures and we bond by mirroring each other's footsteps, thus the existence of trends in behaviour, principles and personal references.


However awkward my personal journey was for myself, I am thankful for it because I was able to dip my hands into the fringes of faith and hope in my everlasting road to finding who I truly am and in ways, learn to finally accept and appreciate the perfect flaws as a person.


Because in the end, the wolf who hids in sheep clothing is the one people weeps for, don't you think?



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