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sunday 27th feb 2015
a decade after the author, shane koh, started on his book, The human equation, he has finally completed the novel. commented by lovers and critics alike, the public is divided in 2 ways. some say that the novel is too dark for one's liking, that it "sucks the living soul of of your body, then your bones, and finally your thoughts". another reader commented, "there exists no light in this book, not to say that the language isn't brilliant. if it's anything, it's that. however, society just isn't ready for downright depression and well, for the lack of a better word, hell." people on the other side of the wall, however, have a different take on the story. they argued that what shane has brought out in the book is the truth that no one ones to hear, the emotions that no one wants to express, the reality that no one wants to face up to. "the book takes you to hell, and lets you experience the drought, the torture and the pain, before bringing you back up to sunshine again, where the cool breeze once again flows, and then, only then will you begin to appreciate life that much more."
Sunday 6th Feb 2015
just one week after the release of the controversial novel, The human euqation, by widely known author, shane koh, he has unfortunately committed suicide. on his suicide note, shane worte: "i cannot continue on any longer. what i thought would leave me has not left me. the darkness consumes my room even when it's day, when the sun shines brightly outside my apartment. i thought it was over. with the completion of the book i thought it was finally over. these 10 years has been a hellish torture for me. so much depression, so much death, so much negativity. the abyss was my home for the last 10 years. there were moments of warmth and light, but they too, came by less often than not. the sad thing was, i had to remain in the abyss to stay in the mentality for the completion of my book. The human equation was my life for the past 10 years, and ironically now, it is the very thing that ends it. just like i mentioned in my novel, my life is as though a wife waiting for her husband to get back from the war. and then one fine day, she hears the sound of car engines. she runs out to the front lawn to see a military car. she grows estatic, thinking her husband has returned. but no, an unfamiliar in unifrom hands her a letter with his cold, bloodless hands. the wife knows, oh she knows. just like i know. i know now. i enjoy reading virginia woolf. and i quote from her. "Someone has to die, in order that the rest of us should value life more.""