Subtle Influence
For those who actually know me better, much better – there’s a dark, dark, and very bad side to me.
The side with little nifty tricks, exploits, and a.. what I’ll call, a Toolbox of Desire – it gets you everything you ever want, or rather, desire – really easily, but at a price – a consequence which you’ll bear as time progresses. As what karma says, what goes around, comes around – I’ll add the word “eventually” at the back, just to remind you that it actually does come back.
Every once in a while, I’d give in to temptation and leak out a little tool, or some kind of trick, which whoever manages to catch a glimpse of it, learns it and tries to use it… What that person doesn’t really know, as with anyone’s newfound ability – is how to control it, using it as and when *required*, not desired.
..and that’s what screws people up.
It isn’t exactly the first time this has happened, and people, their families, and well, now even friends of those who actually learn it, get into sticky situations.
We finally understand why there’re those who hug on to their little treasured skills like a panda hugging a bamboo stick: Control, my dear friend, is not something easily mastered.
It wasnt me!
No it wasn’t. HAHAHA
This post was seriously written with a serious note leh.
NOT ME TOOO! =x
What would you do if you taught your friend how to use a knife, and that friend take it and poke someone, and gets into deep shit?
Whose fault is it? (of course, above is analogy, lah. no one uses knives these days)
whoa…such deep influences…not subtle leh…what did he do? hack into US secret service and try to kill obama?