Songs.

You know how sometimes we feel our lives are governed by songs. Old and New. Classical And rock. And sometime you just immerse yourself in the infinite wisdom of the ipod library. Looking for answers and inspirations. For lovers and counsellors. For friends and foes. Today is not one of those times. Just feeling inspired after seeing the cover of this particular book called '1001 live-changing songs' and a particular friend's waiting for a compilation ( *chuckles*™)

Sometimes i try to organise my past 20 years into a songlist. Like if there was a musical of me, what will it be like. But then you find that every other song seem to be about you. And perhaps everyone having a earphone bud in their ears probably feel that way. But the songs still seem personal to you. Like when some shops are playing that song out in their speakers, you get this feeling that they're playing it just for you. Like they have some form of clairvoyance in them. And then you realise everyone probably thinks that way.

But that's what makes us humans. The ability to unique-fy ourselves or at least believe so even against overwhelming odds of proving not so. We are dancers in a way. Like you know in those modern dance. where everyone's movement seems to be so random. Yet behind all that randomness there's a choreographer. Planning and plotting each move. Perhaps the dancers do not know that. And perhaps we too do not know that.

So are we human, or are we dancer.s.

-inspired by 'human'- The killers