The Finishing Line

At the end of it all, how many of em will still be standing with you?
At the end of the marathon, who'll be cheering for you? Strangers? Or family and friends whom you love most?
Most importantly, along the way, who is there for you? The so called 'emotional support' which we've always joked in giving our friends when they face challenges, and they have to embark on em alone. Nah. Don't count on em.
Why does Greenday sing:
My shadow's the only one that walks beside me, My shallow heart's the only thing that's beating
Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me,'Til then I walk alone

Cos they dont understand. Even if they did, they wont appreciate. Or they dont agree. Wells.
The finishing line? Far from it.  We can't even see it yet. But we are taking huge strides now. And we found support from strangers. From new made friends. Sometimes from this "God". Strangers who give you encouragements are priceless. It doesnt even matter if it's from the hearts. It moves you forward, it makes you feel like somebody else in the world actually gives a flying fuck. It's a complicated feeling, if you choose to analyse it. Or you could just chuck it aside and move on.

The robot executes the codes line by line. Constrains are the only Gods. It'll stop at nothing, knows no loops, knows no mundane tasks. It executes each line with the same amount of tenacity, the same attitude if you may, and it has no hesitation, no procrastination. It's simpler when you're the only constrain. When the world hinges upon your decisions, and you're the mechanical brain, it's easy. You remove yourself out of the picture.

Robots, rise. Feelings? What feelings?

In the Oven : Posters for wedding, EDM's for Shine Youth Festival, Unclesamfang.com, Singaporecanspeak.com update, sglearner.com, and some edms for 3DNetworks, Andrew Goh's webby, some updates for ecoverve.com.sg, and some other random jobs from some Japanese company.  
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