Something's growing inside me like a cancer.
It's a gnawing emptiness.
I can feel it, centimetre by centrimetre, expanding inside me.
Is it a result of my life of decadence? I know not.
Somewhere along in my journey to this point in time
I've lost my conscience. I consciously got rid of it.
I just didn't like feeling guilty about stuff.
You know, the stuff that organised religion say is wrong.
I'm not going to elaborate.

Something about the drive tonight. A roundabout journey I did take.
Reflective of the bigger journey we're all on?
From KL centre, to Sri Hartamas, to Taman Melawati, then to Klang Lama (the home of the brave - who needs the US when we got OKR??? OKR homies, stand up and take a bow)
It is cold, being rainy and all.
I started thinking about black holes. And there's one in me.
Consuming all matter from within.
And those around me as well.
I assume I'm an OK sort of chap.
But I'm not.
The darkness I harbour. A few have seen. Never comprehending.
The contradiction that I am. That we all are.

Another thought came to mind. Of all the things:
Binary code.
0 1 0 1
Amazing that even in this high-tech age -
It all still boils down to 2 choices.
0 or 1
Yes or No
Light / Dark
White / Black
Good / Evil
Good / Bad
Day / Night
Yin / Yang
Love / Hate

It's the dualities and the contradictions.
Inside us.
The choices we make. The choices we don't make.
The opposing forces, energies pulling us in opposite directions.
Even Newton understood this.

What the fuck am i going on about?

It is cold, dark, and it is time for me to sleep.