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Date Posted: 04:17:20 07/07/02 Sun
Author: Shi'en
Subject: I can't stand to fly

The former message reminds me of something I have learnt in Lit, “ Introspection is a no less an essential ingredient to the human tragedy.” Perhaps I’m just being philosophical here again, such that I mutter something (i.e. the above quotation) so vague.

Anyway, the content of the message may be true, that most of us, if not all, relate to it. However, it must be remembered essentially that those feelings are captured only at that point of time in the whole of our lives, and as the cliché has it “Life goes on…no matter what happens”, that kind of feelings, be it depressing as Siti had had it or perhaps even nonchalant to the minority few, won’t last forever and ever, even though such feelings may at one time or another arise again. I can say I can’t help but read that message with a sense of pang, but it will not stay with me forever. An analogy for reinforcement: now you may be a little upset, a few hours later, you may be smiling, laughing and singing songs, a few days later, being so nostalgic, you may even cry again and lamenting on the loss of past, and a few years later, you may be happily graduated from University and be heading on to the next phase of your life.

There’s something as lingering in something happy, creative and comforting. But it is really difficult to find a sense of constancy in life. Hitherto, perhaps the only true sense of constancy comes from maternal love. I was made to think, “why isn’t it enough for a couple to live together without a certificate of marriage?”, or “why is there a need for contracts in the world of business?” The hypothesis I derive from this is that human beings understand that there is a lack of constancy in things they do, or the way they feel, yet at the same time, believe that there is a need and a desire for it. As such, we have all sorts of commitment, some kind of responsibility that we feel will direct and guide us.

Ultimately, what comes out from this discussion is that the sense of constancy is essential for the accomplishment of something; great or diminutive depends on how much we value the “something” we are doing or want to do. Wenshun wants a motorbike and to get it, there must be a need for the constancy in savings, unless he wants to get it through other means, like from his parents.

So just do what you have to do, and don’t introspect. Derive happiness from simple things and don’t think so much…5…4…3…2…1…I am jumping out from my thoughts!

And from here…this message comes

“Eh I have a Dental Appt on Nat’l Schs Finals, maybe I can sneak to Kallang to witness some of the events. And to our Juniors, Jia You!”

A nice song taught to me by my very nice bunkmate...
FIVE FOR FIGHTING LYRICS
"Superman (It's Not Easy)"

I can't stand to fly
I'm not that naive
I'm just out to find
The better part of me

I'm more than a bird:I'm more than a plane
More than some pretty face beside a train
It's not easy to be me

Wish that I could cry
Fall upon my knees
Find a way to lie
About a home I'll never see

It may sound absurd:but don't be naive
Even Heroes have the right to bleed
I may be disturbed:but won't you conceed
Even Heroes have the right to dream
It's not easy to be me

Up, up and away:away from me
It's all right:You can all sleep sound tonight
I'm not crazy:or anything:

I can't stand to fly
I'm not that naive
Men weren't meant to ride
With clouds between their knees

I'm only a man in a silly red sheet
Digging for kryptonite on this one way street
Only a man in a funny red sheet
Looking for special things inside of me

It's not easy to be me.

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