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Monday, 22 February 2010
Tuesday, 16 February 2010
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Metaphors...
The "T"
In the middle of the intersection….
Looking left and right again & again...
Listening attentively to those luring voices from each side..
Keep standing still & holding back those thoughts a while..
Then close both the eyes & ears...
And start to walk based on voices from the mind and the heart...
Remember never to stop doing that along the way...
Realisations will slowly surface...
Step by step closer to the conclusion of your choice...
The Mask
Irritation just kept coming more and more…
Trying hard to purge the irritation but never works…
It feels just like an opera…
Slowly time disclose…….
Those….
Wearing Theresa’s mask in front…
When unmasking….
Revealing a snake head…
With separated ended tongue…
The Frog
It’s just like the frog, the lily pads and the water lily………
Only a lily pad and a lily pad along side with the water lily…
The only lily pad which allows the frog to hop on it…
Supporting the frog all the while…
Never complains about how weighty or deafening the frog croaks on it…
As waves roar, the lily pad and water lily falls apart…
Far view seeing waves caressing water lily to the only lily pad…
Far destination reached…
A sight that sores the eyes of the frog…
As it croaks and hops to the other lily pad..
Forgetting what it used to hop and count on…
The only lily pad finally sure of that destination which just arrived…
Facing to the water lily…….
Now…
New ones with…
The only lily pad along side with water lily and the lily pad with frog on it…
In just twinkling of the eye…
The lily pad can immediately pats comfort on the frog…
Though the frog just hop onto it…
How irony and ostentatious…
It simply aggravates the wrath…
Of the only lily pad….
Gratifying the waves that created…
Which divulge the other masks of…
The exasperating frog along side with lily pad…
The Broken Bottle
How will it lasts?
If the bottle of trust was broken…
It’s taped back from false regrets…
Even the slightest crack from the broken bottle…
Can slowly allowing the essence of trust to escape into thin air…
That is when the essence of doubt started to fill in the space of the broken bottle…
When finally the bottle is fully filled up with doubt, taped with regrets…
This is the time…
Where there is no longer a turning back…
Never attempt to open the bottle….
And disseminate the contents of the bottle…
To the subsequently one…
Who knows??
Who knows??
That one might be able to come across the alternatives…
To mend the broken bottle....
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In the beginning of the world, we dunno wut is right n wut is wrong. Is it cz we dunno wut is wrong?? Pure creatures?? Wish to be that again now. Sometimes, just can't wait 2 go back 2 The Lord's special place where we used to be. Feel so tired of all these negative feelings on earth. Being baby or a small child again is my dream when i got back to Him one day. "Lord, let me be ur little lamb again like how i used to be just like in my visions with u when i return to u. I wondered how is the fruit tree we planted. Is it still fruitful? Haven been eating them for very long time..."
Wednesday, 10 February 2010
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Song lyric that tells out my feelings...
Dunno why my mind kept thinking n thinking n thinking non-stop.. feels so tired... can't even sleep... Just dunno how to express them all out..... only thru songs n this song just hit me so much.............
"(There's Gotta Be) More To Life" by Stacie Orrico
I've got it all, but I feel so deprived
I go up, I come down and I'm emptier inside
Tell me what is this thing that I feel like I'm missing
And why can't I let it go
[Chorus]
There's gotta be more to life...
Than chasing down every temporary high to satisfy me
Cause the more that I'm...
Tripping out thinking there must be more to life
Well it's life, but I'm sure... there's gotta be more
Than wanting more
I've got the time and I'm wasting it slowly
Here in this moment I'm half way out the door
Onto the next thing, I'm searching for something that's missing[Chorus]
There's gotta be more to life...
Than chasing down every temporary high to satisfy me
Cause the more that I'm...
Tripping out thinking there must be more to life
Well it's life, but I'm sure... there's gotta be more
Than wanting more
i'm wanting more
I'm always waiting on something other than this
Why am I feelin' like there's something I missed.....[Chorus]
There's gotta be more to life...
Than chasing down every temporary high to satisfy me
Cause the more that I'm...
Tripping out thinking there must be more to life
Well it's life, but I'm sure... there's gotta be more
Than wanting more
[Chorus]
There's gotta be more to life...
Than chasing down every temporary high to satisfy me
Cause the more that I'm...
Tripping out thinking there must be more to life
Well it's life, but I'm sure... there's gotta be more
Than wanting moremaybe wut i'm missing is Jesus.........
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thoughts again.......
Hmmm...just feel that my blog is pretty depressing....i'll only blog when i feel emo thats why....yeap i emo again.. thats why i'm posting another emo post on this emo blog... so many things in my mind till i dunno what to say first. dunno why suddenly i just feel very out of way, feeling skeptical bout what i'm studying now. i'm confused bout what i'm gud at now. Somethings that i'm really gud at. What is that? still thinking..... just tried hard in trying to satisfy everyone but t the end i dunno what i want to be already. i'm just to used to it already till most of the time i make decision based on people's point of view instead of what i want. At some point, i just feel tired of all these satisfying everyone thingy already cz its rather impossible to do in long term. maybe cz i never really knew what i really want. Just feel the need to be strict, decisive n dominating. Building strong character. i feel so weak inside, always wanted people to protect me but ever since i came college, i learn to protect my friends already. I kept fantasizing about me having super natural power like reading people's mind or having hands which can freeze people. Simply have the urge to want to know what is in people's mind, what r they feeling, thinking. ever since young, my brother n i thinks that we r born loners. maybe he is right. we are loners. how i miss being with him. Sometimes, i just find it hard to socialise with people around me. i just dunno the art of mixing with people. I just remembered the reason why mom send me to church cz she caught me hiding myself most of the time in the room. she wants me to explore n socialise so that i won't go crazy. Obviously her plan fails. I still prefer to stay alone my room, in my own world. Just feel protected the most thr. its so vulnerable outside thr. never knew its so scary n dangerous.
i miss my baby boy, i miss baby badak n gang too...can't wait to give baby badak her burfday present. really plan hard to get that special thing for her.. hope she likes it... baby boy, can't wait to give him the present on valentines day... hope he likes it, miss him so much now, wonder if he miss me as much as i miss him....each time i stare at him, i wonder how long will he stay wit me. can it be forever? cz i really love him....
just suddenly recall back bout us a month ago... just feel like this....i just can't help what is inside of me...
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i'm just the grass among the green roses that ppl just won't bother to realise...too soft spoken till no one hears wut i say....now.. having difficulty identify myself... sometimes hate myself...i really like korean music and i like Japanese fashion... chonun jang jin kyung imnida... manaseobankabseumnida....gosh.. chonun hangul chongmal chuwahaeyo...
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