an emotional coward is one who refuses to acknowledge one's natural feelings, inclinations and heightened sensibilities, choosing instead to take the easier road of self-reppression and willful self-ignorance.

freud would definitely hate you - period. plus, he might also add [with much glee heh-heh the evil one laughs] -that it always comes back, full circle and no less.

so instead, see things for what they truly are and embrace it - therein lies, in making a fully-informed decision regarding the state of the Self - make your Choice. choose wisely. ignorance is bliss no more - grow up, and make your decisions in lieu of the impending consequences should you decide to follow that certain trajectory.

this wasnt the whole point of my tirade.

cowards, cowards, they abound by the many,
far and wide - they exist.

the type - emotional cowards
the affliction - making a farce out of situations by pretending that something does not exist, when it does.
the modus operandi - keeping the seemingly fragile peace through the shelving and dismissal of the emotions of another and refusing to address undercurrents of tension

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watched Rebel Without a Cause (1955 or so i think)

the characterisation of the primary protagonist of the Rebel (james dean) - my type of guy, yum yum
edgy, with the world against him, fighting the good fight against all odds - note that the romantic ideal has been dismantled and i never quite believed in that anyway , the whole shitbang bout the heroic macho male nyeh-nyeh falling dames into muscled-man's lap- no! - strong is when you possess integrity, heroic is when you make the effort, despite all odds stacked against you, in spite of your human fallibility, to do what is right according to the crevices of your heart and soul.

and i remain,
a wildflower.

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my heart ached when i passed by siglap today - that whole stretch.
from 400++ upper east coast road all the way to cheesecake cafe.