Another nonchalant burst of things unnoticed but loved to be stared at.
Less attention is needed but inner scrutiny is desired. Come to think of it...
Excuse me, but I think Golf is a dumb sport. You whack a ball, find it
where it lands, and whacks it again, and again, and again, and again...
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A dude once said, all form with no substance at all is meaningless.
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What good is ‘sorry’ when its already done?
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Wanna’ see greatness and all its splendour? Look and
stare at that one in front of the glass mirror.
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How about beauty? Gaze on everything and everyone around you.
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It exists in the mind, therefore, it exist. It is.
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My favorite burst: Seize the day.


