Fb vs Instagram

“People who generally likes to talk about themselves or post things about themselves without giving a hoot about what others does or things happening outside their own world should migrate from Facebook to Instagram. Because Instagram is for the self engrossed who talks lesser but posts more pictures whereas Facebook is for people who cares about what’s going on in the world outside their own circle without losing focus on themselves or their friends.”

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Mediocre

“I am not intimidated by you if you are the first to do it. I am only intimidated if you are the first to do it and you did it well. For if not, you are only setting a chain of standards that others follow which is the result of how the market is, mediocre like you today. No thank you to you for being the first.”
– Kris Lee 2018.

Exceeded Excrete Life

“I’m at an age where I’m supposedly marked ‘safe’. There’re no urges I cannot explain, I don’t ogle at freshly baked muffs, and I walked around gleefully, pretending to look young but inimitably, all my good ol’ features kept wasting away and cranking at the joints. In a few years time, I will be entitled to benefits accorded my age. Civil society had it all thought out already- designated foot paths, regular health checks, cinema and travel concessions, stuffs which are ironically more useful to me when I was younger. All except for that which I grimace and longed to have, but quite incapable of performing.
Age does strange things to one’s eyesight really. Wrinkles vanished completely from everyone you gaze at and older women suddenly looks sweet and desirable. At times, you see multiples of them instead of one.
Alas! and after I have exceeded excrete life and my opinions no longer reverberates the eardrums of my dear shadow cabinet congregating at the regular coffee shops, the only muscle flex I’d be left with would be the drool flowing down the corner of my mouth each time a temptress straddles by. It’s so surreal really.
And what do you know? My whole person is already stammering but my beloved bloke snugging in between my crotch still thinks he is the next superhero!
Come to think of it, getting older could be fun. When you’re asked to do something that you’re lazy about? and you point to your neck or wherever while cringing your face..
Anyway, the rest of my time I guess would be spent monologuing and bumping onto furniture corners.. Then wait for the day when they tagged me with a champagne glass’ and an ‘umbrella’ symbol followed by ‘This Side Up’. “

Procreate, Populate and Prostrate

If what Carl Jung says was true, that man thinks of sex all the time, then man’s purpose is just to procreate, populate and prostrate- to God. Thus God’s purpose is to plant, prune, then pick the best harvest out of his vineyard to export to heaven. As for the rest,
God just pee them off the face of the earth.