lights

My fingers twitched as I was trying to light up my stick. My burnt lungs,

The goosebumps on my arms rise in harmony while the wind howled in their sarcastic joy. I stood at the top of the multi-storey carpark. Peering over at the abyss of scattered lights, rain falls, while leaving the skies with a tinge of the light.

My eyes jotted aimlessly, from lights to lights overlooking the now miniature estate from the top. Wandering about the stories of those living in their little box of light, looking at the vehicles trailing along the road in order. Like how everything is set into place now.

I’d always pondered over our significance in the universe, how little we seem in the whole galaxy. How people should contemplate life, or probably I should say how deep we should go.

They say ignorance is bliss, the likes of those corporate grunt and their simplified objectives. Nothing is ever complicated to them. They work, they pay the bills, fall in love, have their own family. Whereas the curse of the enlightened took the burden of awareness. We harness nothing but thoughts which try to drown the supercomputer that we wear on our head.

You know how they say how perfections sees nothing but short comings, how thinkers see nothing but problems. We’re forever fighting to be ahead, but yet our invisible opponent always takes the lead.

Time is ticking. I’m lost. Yet, I’d got not much time left, but it is what I have to spare. To take a breather off things. Rushing my mental self to make a decision, I’d come at nothing but to find myself lazing, feeling my hand around my comfort zone. What path I have to take, what mastery do I have to perfect?

So what is our purpose of life?
What do we do? How are we supposed to know what are we here for?
Where should we go?

Questions like this, probe my mind. But yet, we only have a short life of limited time to find out. 

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