A Delayed Response

Nah, neither could I.

I was talking to mien in the car on the 5th hour of year 2009, about how impossible it is to live those years again. Then I looked back to my posts in 2007 and 2008. Again, they kept rambling about how hard to believe. To believe again.

Yea, I have equated the courage to believe with the recur to past. False maths.

Believe is something I, or maybe us, (still) strongly hold, just that it takes a different process. 5 years ago, we drew an overly definite line between things to believe and things not to believe. For eg, statement comes out from org. A can be trusted while those from org. B must be doubted. Or, people and thoughts that support our ideology are great whereas those against are shit. (hah, maybe ideology is too grand a word used but I can't find a better one to describe our near-extremism.)

The line was scrapped off all of sudden. We were all adrift, struggling to grasp a buoy in the sea. 'How to judge' is a question we asked most as our initial judgement scheme lost its credit.

We have found ours isn't? We analyse before we believe. We are ready to challenge what used to be right and rethink what used to be wrong. We have our values and we know which to hold and which can be given second thoughts. We know we can't give in all but we'll try giving the enough amount. We are heading towards the balance between rationality and sensibility. Or maybe, these are all yet to be achieved. They might not be the right path, but they're the chosen path.

We've never changed in believing. We changed the way of believing. So, keep it up my friend.