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.
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