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Tuesday, January 23, 2007

I'm getting the jitters. I'm getting the loosened ends. I'm scared out of my wits. Just to not see the castle I've built , thinking it was stable , to fall upon my very own eyes. I started building it near to half a year ago, pieced brick by brick till it's mighty today. From far, it's as tiny as an ant, but as you approached it, you'll get to discover it's gold coating with nicely sculptures by sight. In short, it's magnificent.


I remembered every time I placed a brick on top of a corresponding one, I told the growing art " Be good, I'll make you stable so that I can live in you and sit on that almighty seat in that gold silky dragon robe and people will call me Your Highness. My future lies in you, you are as though my wife. " So everyday, I make endless efforts to perfect my piece of architect, mumbling the same old words to every new piece of golden-coated brick every now and then. Waiting to reap from what I sowed and how deep my devotion grew from time to time.



Today, what's left undone was that flag which hails all upon me to be anchored to the top of the castle. As I predicted and being affirmed by, this is one potential architectural building which will gleam in everyone's eyes. I climbed for the top raised structure and hit the alloy flag stick into one of the bricks placed last to complete my project. I felt a rush of adrenaline as I couldn't wait any longer to become a King and quickly descended that ladder which earlier on led me upwards and went into my castle, towards my seat which recognises me as The One.


As I was rejoicing with cups of wine with my advisors, I felt a tiny stone hitting onto my head. I thought it was just a piece of debris from a brick I forgot to smoothen. I ignore that disturbance and went down to the dancing ground being accompanied by oriental beauties from my country to perform for me. This time, it wasn't a tiny stone dropped down, but a fairly huge one as big as the fist of mine onto my feet, hurting my toes.. Soon, rumbles fell and fell, what I see in front of me is piles of broken bricks with everyone having fled away.




It had not fallen completely, and I'm sure it wouldn't bear to fail me at all. Am I right? Of course, I hope it would be an "yes" sent to me like how I wish it will reach me, tomorrow.










Please believe me.

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Since you left me dead laid here ;
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