關於愛，我是個小學生。

Another new year's coming, another chance for recalling, recalling the misrecoveries, malideology, and malign unruliness in the past year, if plus what I couldn't but refraining myself from digging out in the old inventories during the past 41 years, it'll be then another jolly spree for repenting. Repenting? Yuck! Will that be too late to do this? You may inquire me so, but what else should I do save that?

Plenty of phrases are reminiscent of my intrinsic temperament where I could easily sieve exactly feces you can see in a cesspool, full of filthy schemes, feculent lust, tainted emotions, and risque low tastes. How many pences left on earth should I have to pay back, Father? Or for how long should I have to tolerate such ambience without paying any regret? Or is this the mysterious groove that every one should be fallen on? Or to retrieve the antithesis to oppose to the weakness is the main subject in the main course of life journey? Once you're off the siding, you'll need Thomas the Engine to pull you back here. We are all in want of this cute locomotive. Or maybe Thomas the Engine has long been pulled over quietly in our minds, standing by at our service anytime, yet we haven't uttered a call.

Think about the tide waiting for no man. I could only keep pace on it, which is much more constructive than spending another year jerking off the same old jests from time to time. I now have to link myself as a cabinet to Little Thomas, the first class I hope, rushing through the many stops for eagerly waiting passengers, and in glory get to the grandeur terminal.

Clarkchris is the prophet; franklinr, an unknown friend, is the gabriel. And He is always the One offering needy ministration anonymously, patiently, compassionately, and heuristically, under the shade of Memre Oaks. At the very beginning of 2010, I would also like to send this message as the topic to all my brothers and sisters. May you find out the lovely and stalwart Thomas the Engine of your own soon!