Last entry till August. It seems pointless writing back in Singapore, since (a) nothing much is happening and (b) the slow connection will make me want to tear my eyeballs out.
Healing is an illusion. The only true healing is in Heaven. In the mean time, we have to carry our scars around with us like baggage, like crosses, and hope that the people around us will be kind enough to once in a while help us with our burdens. The suffering inflicted by man on man is not mitigated by love or compassion or regret or forgiveness. It remains, like a stone. A heavy, immovable, eternal stone.
Be back in the fall.
~J.A.L.
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