what a lousy thing to talk about!

everyone is talking about responsibilities... responsibilities of all things, seems like a bundle of rubber bands to me. and eventually it transforms to a rubber ball, and it turns gigantic when time goes on. I'm not really good in having a good shape of a rubber sphere but rather a manipulable rubber triangle or even square, i don't know. when responsible is hung over your shoulders, that's it! the story begins..at first you are so keen to take every step to ensure everything is as good as it supposed to be. and after a while, you start to believe that the things you did, aren't that perfect for there is no whole perfection. then you become doubtful to your own stand, and you give in finally. well,not really up to that level yet, but soon to be deposited on the judgement desk. it is non like the other tasks, classical and boring. "keep it done!" or far more than just done. but rather in a little additional of sympathy and consideration. after all is the quality that's paint the picture. when you are good in that, you remained. if not, you are out of the Colosseum. and the rubber ball or yours become clumsy as it became bigger and weighted, it pulls down your speed and make you stuck and left you suffocate at that very spot. it is not ideally to become manipulative, but it rather be or it is merely another option. it is the yin-yang that we are live within, if you found some breakthrough from there, jump out! and you will realise that actually this world has strenghten itself overwhelmingly bad. you know what? someday the earth will somehow find out that it isn't that round after all.