Tuesday 3 January 2012

stats and probabilities

what are the probabilities that someone will ever come across this blog?
-next to zero.
-'next to'-why do those two words suddenly sound comforting? does it imply that there is still a streak of light? maybe, maybe someone will smile at these words, i will never know and it does not really matter after all.
-can it be that this blog might simply be a not-so-hidden agenda?
-if i did not want to be read, i wouldn't be here but then knowing that the probabilities of not being read are quite high, it keeps me going.in case my laptop crashes one day, i'll still have something in cyberspace.

- am i looking for validation or am i just twirling and spinning?
- is being an insignificant little satellite on the edge of nowhere better than being a pulsating star?
- this no man's land here is the perfect place for me to convince myself that I am in turn superhuman, ghost-like, asura, guardian spirit and void.

Sunday 1 January 2012

Scarlett O'hahaha

Scarlett O'hara, that bitch, did she really mean what she said when she uttered to herself that tomorrow is another day?
Looking back to what I wrote in 2010, i was supposed to break some old rules and create new ones in 2011. I did but it turned out the results were weird pertaining to situations and people.
Now, am I not supposed to rock 2012?  Well,I take back these words as I choose to jazz it instead. The Miles Davis way.Oh yeeeah.

Douze petites minutes

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