373: Why so artificial?
Saturday, April 3 @ 11:46
Actually I din want to come back here to blog, the lack of those toolbars with the colour button, add-picture button just puts me off.
What can you do without the colours, picture, changing of font size, paragraphing etc la please.
Then when I open Blogger, I was so glad that they are all back. (:
Thanks, whoever who saw my complaint like few posts ago, and notified Blogger about it, and made them appear in front of my eyes again. (Y)
Well, not many special things for the past few weeks that inspired me to come back here to talk about.
Maybe there were, or maybe there were too many, that I was so lazy and busy to put them all up.
These things that happened these few days, ah not few, for the past two days, made me so irritated, disappointed, troubled and eventually, reflect on what exactly was the root of all these.
No other platforms which I could puke all these stuffs out, I thought of my beloved Blogger, of course (:
See that picture up thereee, I thought it was a cool picture.
Super uber cool right, even not an art student thinks that is artistic :D
RIGHT, RIGHT?
But to come to think about it, it is a piece of shyt, one which is ugly and artificial.
Who knows the actual feelings of those two horses there?
If I tell you, they are weeping, they are looking frantically, they are lonely in that vast big field.
Tell me, how happy can this picture get?
We came together, we were like a group of like-minded horses.
We met, we knew one another, we shared our food, we shared our days together.
We were happy, we were so contented.
We wanted to build a big stable with our own muscular legs.
It was a miracle we wanted to build.
We worked so hard, we were so close, we put in our best.
In the end, the stable won the town's recognition and we were praised.
Came a thunderstorm, and overnight, every horse started to drift away from the stable.
We made a deal remember!
We wanted to stay in this stable, forever, as a bonded horse almighty team.
But one horse wanted a better land, one horse wanted to build more stables, one horse went crazy and made everyone angry.
Ultimately, is the ultimate picture going to be,
two horses, beautiful sky, vast grassland, a superb magnificent stable?
missing of other horses, hidden sadness, disappointment, broken friendship?
If friendship was going to be so artificial and unreal,
I would rather I don't want it.
If friendship was going to be so fragile and temporary,
I would rather this stable was never built.