student of philosophy

the scenario: conference room

it was like a divine teaching in there, a heavenly gift to present the reality of both arguements; it was as if plato vs aristotle. pure reason was on their side, and senses ours. we were to them just like aristotle was a diciple of plato. interestingly, we stood on opposite grounds as our greek ancestors did. i accepted their logic, but realised sensitivity was essential.

as i revisited the good old bedok jetty alone on rayner's scott, the cool breeze lightened the atmosphere. it was totally cool! yup. once a believer in facts, now the reason whereby emotions inexorably come from within appalled me. contrasted, laid back and cogitate, and the sand in the hourglass flowed smoother than ago.
yet, when the beauty of nature was pacifying me under her cradle, there was another affairs of the heart which attempted to delude my senses.

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in the realms of good hands as a student of philosophy.