When a Storytelling is Stranger than a Fiction...*TM

I'm just playin' a cameo among the main roles;
or I AM the cameo itself..?

I'm neither the manequin nor the body double.

I'm real, although sometimes I feel I'm bein' transported into a world just beyond the
borders of reality

"Those who can't see my lifelike" doesn't mean "they are not alive."
They just haven't been.

Well..my life is not like a film screening. It does have no release schedule. No delay, no acceleration
All things run just like the world wanna.

What kinda world we are in?

black-enshrouded film witch cliché? a great magical love story? a very black volcanic plot,Parody and spoof or a whodunit one..?

"Well, it’s got epic evil, epic love, epic fantasy and great actors all over!”

and what kind role you are in?

You may sometimes have to wear uniform to be a completely opposite persona in the privacy of your own cabin, or make up a spectacularly special story and create a imaginative drawings to let ur breathe comes still in to your lungs.

It may be going to be an open space for hundred uninvited comments, but do you realize that...

you may often fail to get the conclusion coz it's the God who has the final judgement.

you may once laughed at someone's failure but never be able to imagine if it happened to you.

you may regularly turn your head over the others' fault but seldom have ability to track back and draw a line of why those things happen

Maybe you don't always have to answer the question "why..." to understand it...
If it's not now...may be someday...you'll understand...