Making sense

It was supposed to be a joyous occassion which turned sour....

All because of "cents"

Fark....."cents" makes no perfect sense at all.

Am I making sense?

Boo...

Whenever I'm alone with you, you make me feel like I am whole again!

One life...live it!

Why did I move?

Bukit Batok, from a tiny "seed" you grew into an avalanche of maize,
to a land you grew with spacious corn cobs.
(Why am I talking about food...digress!)

Tanglin Halt, Blk 54
Soldier of fortune, a land of goals and misses....ahhhh...EVERGREEN!

Jurong West, Ave 1,Blk 486
White tiles, midnight tip-toeing to the Koala chocolate bar (darn..I can't help it!)
The air-con landed itself with a great thud,on top of me.
Home alone was the norm and choking on 50 cent coin made me reflect on the frugality of life...at age 9.
oH...THE KFC...it's dead!

Jurong West, St 42,Blk 433
The field spreads with malicious delight!

Choa Chu Kang
The Kranji camp,bus 302

If it's yours, call me.I want to ride with you...yoohoooo...hur hur.....(lol!)

Tabula rasa

Tabula rasa

Born into this world with no innate mental content
Waiting to be heard and trace with every bit of content from sensorial experiences.
Abstract seems secondary, nothing in this world it seems,
the frugality of life,a sudden impetus to you and me.

For all the sacrifices I made.....it was all worth it. Materials becomes secondary but an added boost from it clears you off.....I'm deranged no more! (hur..hur....)

You are loved, Ms Ezan!
Love you my "tabula rasa!"

Pressing for time

Pressing for time...........

No increase in the ability of mankind to communicate has ever resulted in a loss of liberty.

He became a policeman, I suppose and I became a teacher..affirmative!

Just follow lor

Random clicking...
Channel 1
Channel 2
Channel 3...ooooohhh...interesting
Channel 4...sappy love drama...hai
Channel 5.........dei....

Back to Channel 2.....News 5 tonight

Backtrack...stop...peep...stand....

"If we read the Economist, many have quoted how Singapore have kept abreast with changes and we have come a long way to tackle the income gap (oh really?) Sometimes it is "ok lah to be kiasu" because if "you ya-ya",you'll be at a losing point!"

Ecod

Viewer's discretion: Please be advised that it's all in reported speech....a bad one indeed but it's somewhere along the line. Tune in to online news for exact updates but I'll assure you that the word, "kiasu and ya-ya" is confirmed...AFFIRMATIVE!

Aside,away I say

Peace out,homie!

Strike in KL- MALAYSIA-ELECTION RALLY. Police fire tear gas, water cannon at protesters.

Pedra Branca

What's up with Benazir Bhutto and Pervez Musharraf?

South Pole is melting?

Indian farmers unhappy with foreign takings?

Myanmar,"Detained democracy leader Aung San Suu Kyi :Democratic reforms demanded by the international community.

Choa Chu Kang headline news:

Residents utterly upset with the massive outbreak of "cow-dung" poo (fertilizers).....which resident,you're staring at one right now!

Ordinances to "kaprak motorcyclist" who made my heart boil and how many thousand decibels affected...noise pollution dude! The culprit is still at large but main suspect: The chipmunkz hormone gang."

Evidence: Look up Friendster, the leader have spoken, he-who-shall-not-be-named claims Bukit Panjang and Choa Chu Kang residents will not have "peace".....with their WRX zooming past......wah liau weh!

E.T?

No, we're looking for "Alvin!" (clue:buck-tooth)

You noisy, pernicious pernikety punk!

Not random...it's a need!

This is not random.
It's an obligation...strictly from the heart!

Thank you Ma for...
.....
.....
....

Hanging the clothes out for me!

Soliloquay(Mum): %@?:(*&^% (Who says it's all negative,I did not!Assumption's not good..not good my friends,muahahahaha!)

Random: Jumari,Farhan FaRogue,Sky and Ali

I used to play the game with a friend.
Finishing off each other sentences at random (but of course one may never know who cheated on who. I did...ooops...taking about a minute or two to type something out.Hey that's not random...shhh..he doesn't knows!)

Anyway,let's start:

jj - Jughead, joker junkie,jester
Courtesy of Jumari (music encyclopedia,updates me on the 'unheard')
The football diary of Nick Saban (random search result)

9 days away from kickoff
The king of Bama is doing just fine until
Jester,Lester, Pumpkin boy and the Press
Are all dreaming,Bama is a mess.

Soccer
Next victim caught off-guard: Farhan Farook
Wassup - great match, goal scorer,shhh...away, bip test,Beckham and shower.
Courtesy of the rogue (pun intended,get it?) himself, met randomly on the net.Never know he was playing for S-League until I saw him score against Woodlands an Super Reds.Yikes....great dude...very laid-back. I did not know it was him until i asked him at random,"hey...you're soccer player right?Boy....I was not wrong about that!





Boy, you love to run
you love the test
You failed once, you take the rest
Oh,you're prone to flashing (wait a minute, I'm not done yet!)
Which is nice to see
Hence we know, that you expose
Well, when it comes to photography.
(What were you thinking dude?)

Sky- met randomly on the net,never know his name!
Courtesy of tagged - huh? Boleh?
Very the malay!



Nevertheless,random clicking pave its way.
Ode to the man who kneels to the sky
Off bleak and droll and strangely enough,
images of cowboys and the women who hurt them

A lyrical monologue that surpasses blurry past, present and the future
Primal screams of solitary confinement into which those words dissolve.

Ali-G
Courtesy of Ali Akhbar
? - Ezan was my classmate back in JI(jurong institute)

Sepak takraw
One thing that came into my mind when the word JI,03A1 pops out: Sepak takraw
Funny, it should have been hockey eh?

I'm a nut and so are you!
I'm a streetlight!
Opportunity cost and Jude the Obscure
Pak Sanggup and his holy moronic karate kick.
There I was kicking with my Madeline's skirt,
"Baik dok...kick it like this!"

The Tornados team did get a win against the local Khalsa side with Ali Akhbar meeting the goal after a superb run down the right flank and unleashing an unstoppable shot. <http://www.tornadoshockey.org.sg/news.html

(I can see Ali....)

At random,

Ezan

Pssttt...portfolio?Game bo?

Memoirs Part 7

Sunday, July 15, 2007 - Poseidon

A deep, sinking feeling
You begin to wonder.
The unfathomable seems hard to resist at times,
The unmistakable feeling, you ponder for a second, a minute, an hour, for eternity

Walking through many loopholes
You see the impossibilities of life
Through many potholes you've passed,
Never once did you realise that each hole has a story!

A subject matter yet to be found, to be seen
The unseen seems blurry, yet mystic
One could only wonder the many possiblities that could happen,
I did (subconsciously), have you?

Monday, July 16, 2007 - Oxymoron
What is the unknown, the unseen?
We are always caught in a swirling whirpool.
We are constantly caught in a conspiracy.

We've always been under the pretence,
I say," Who will watch the watchdog?"
Such contradiction...

"So foul and fair a day I have not seen", William Shakespeare, Macbeth, Act 1, Scene iii

The problem is that reason, as we've come to know it, doesn't run the universe.

Memoirs Part 6

22 Dec 2006

Tranquility Current mood: mellow

Life....a period of confinement.
Such serenity and peace is priceless to the inner soul.
Living in isolation may sound reclusive but it's worth the bargain.

Close my eyes, take a moment
As I feel the soft, alluring touch of the wind as it slowly caress my
body, my face, my soul,
Whispers of joy, "come with me, walk with me..."
Heavenly Jerusalem, Christminster,
There was always a wall between us, like Jude,
Like Sue Bridehead, the sexless creature.
I sat down and cried.........

Memoirs Part 5

How do you think out of the box when you don't even know what is in the box?
Utter gibberish,bull-spanking shit!

"Sweeettttaaaaa......"

Life is like a delicacy, derived from polar bear's toenails

and droppings from penguins, served with a slurpee on top!

Thursday, September 6, 2007 - Life as it is

We shed light upon those who needed it the most
Our constant empathy to many who have suffered beyond
Life is full of uncertainties,it's like a race,like a bicycle to me
As you wheel through the crowd,on the roadside,
you met many cyclists.
Many of whom have cycled from different walks of life
There is always a mixture of emotions, welling up inside,
In each and everyone of us.
One view it as a journey and take life as it is,
some view it as a competition,along the road,you'll meet with some accidents.
It's inevitable,why do things happen the way we did not expect them to be?

The life of every human being is, at some point, touched by tragedy.
It appears without warning and brings with it permanent disability.
Life is a constant risk, and anyone who forgets this will be unprepared for the challenges that fate have in store.
When faced by a great loss, be it material, spiritual, we need to remember the great lessons taught to us by the wise, patience, and the certainty that everything in life is temporary.
Why do we let all the pain and suffering escalate and not do something about it? (easy for us to say that!)
Why not take advantage of the sudden change, and spend our days doing the things we have always wanted to do.
Breathe,inhale,exhale...take a moment, reflect...

Memoirs Part 4

The Cloud and the Sand dune

'As everyone knows, the life of a cloud is very busy and very short,' writes Bruno Ferrero. And here's a related story.
A young cloud was born in the midst of a great storm over the Mediterranean Sea, but he did not even have time to grow up there, for a strong wind pushed all the clouds over towards Africa.

As soon as the clouds reached the continent, the climate changed. A bright sun was shining, in the sky and, stretched out beneath them, lay the golden sands of Sahara.Since it almost never rains in the desert, the wind continued pushing the clouds towards the forests in the south.

Meanwhile, as happens with young humans too, the young cloud decided to leave his parents and his older friends in order to discover the world.

"What are you doing?" cried the wind. 'The desert's the same all over. Rejoin the other clouds, and we'll go to Central Africa where there are amazing mountains and trees!'
But the young cloud, a natural rebel, refused to obey, and gradually, he dropped down until he found a gentle, generous breeze that allowed him to hover over the golden sands. After much toing and froing, he noticed that one of the dunes was smiling at him.

He saw that the dune was also young, newly formed by the wind that had just passed over. He fell in love with her golden hair right there and then.
"Good morning", he said. "What's life like down there?"

"I have the company of the other dunes, of the sun and the wind, and of the caravans that occasionally pass through here. Sometimes, it's really hot, but it's still bearable. What's life like up there?

"We have the sun and wind too, but the good thing is that I can travel across the sky and see more things.'

"For me", said the dune,"life is short. When the wind returns from the forests, I will disappear."

"And does that make you sad?", said the cloud.

"It makes me feel that I have no purpose in life", said the dune.

"I feel the same. As soon as another wind comes along, I'll go south and be transformed into rain, but that is my destiny", said the cloud.

The dune hesitated for a moment, then said:
"Did you know that here in the desert, we call the rain paradise?"

" I have no idea I could ever be that important", said the cloud proudly.

"I've heard other older dunes tell stories about the rain. They say that, after the rain, we are all covered with grass and flowers. But I'll never experience that, because in the desert it rains so rarely,"said the dune.

It was the cloud's turn to hesitate now. The he smiled broadly and said:
"If you like, I could rain on you now. I know I've only just got here, but I love you, and I'd like to stay here forever."

"When I first saw you up on the sky, I fell in love with you too", said the dune. "But if you transform your lovely white hair into rain, you will die."

"Love never dies", said the cloud. "It is transformed and besides, I want to show you what paradise is like."
And he began to caress the dune with little drops of rain, so that they could stay together for longer, until a rainbow appeared.

The following day, the little dune was covered in flowers. Other clouds that passed over, heading for Africa, thought that it must be part of the forest they were looking for and scattered more rain. Twenty years later, the dune hs been transformed into an oasis that refreshed travellers with the shade of its trees.

And all because, one day,a cloud fell in love, and was not afraid to give his life for that love.

Adapted from, "Like the flowing River by Paulo Coelho"

Memoirs Part 3

The Umbrella

Under the tandem umbrella,
She stoops to conquer
What's the immaterial substance that envelopes 2?
To what extent should one stoop to conquer?
Amidst the abyss, the narcissist, the great wall
Under the tandem umbrella,
I stoop and failed.......it's just another dream!

Memoirs Part 2

I'm a rocker....on hold

Thursday, August 9, 2007 - Post-rock gives me time to hibernate

Being wholly wrapped in pure, unadulterated guitar noise is a wonderful thing. The music consumes you with unbounded emotions. Even without any verbal articulation, it speaks volumes. With deafening effect, it whispers into your ear tragic tales of broken hearts, near-death experiences and existential catastrophes. As you close your eyes and tilt your head upwards, it cleanses you with hope; makes you feel alive. It lifts you up, off the ground.

This is what post-rock does to you. Or at least, what it should do. Perhaps this is why our local independent music scene is saturated with post-rock bands. I am afterall a passionate true rocker (Lol!)

History
Thursday, August 16, 2007 - Cloud 9

He-who-cannot-be-name called me today,erm.....1 hour ago.

I'm in Cloud 9! (LOL!)

You're finding some way to stumble along again
We wonder why, why ever you've gone
Remembering two who had something special then
Just for today
there'll be only one

Memoirs Part 1

Sunday, July 22, 2007 - Taking the road less travelled

Life is full of choices,risk,moments,anticipation...what else?

It's just a matter for the right moment to act. Did I get that right?
It's also a matter of taking the road less travelled by others...justified?

You see, we are often trapped in such situations,certain crossroad that gives us mind-boggling decisions to make.
I would love to take the road less travelled by others but what are the possibilities of success,what's the probability?

This brings us to the point where we need to sit down and reflect (yeah another round of pure bullshit!)
But seriously...we need to!

So much for directing it to others (as you can see, I'm speaking mostly based on general terms: see... another concrete evidence of insecurity,stop it now will ya?)

The onus is on me to make it right and that would mean taking the road less travelled by others. I'm sure I'll survive (insyallah, with God's Grace)


Perharps I should change my perception about life.Life has always been about "opportunity cost",it's true!Reflect.....actions...follow through....

Saturday, July 21, 2007 - why do they always come and go?
When the eye meets the eye,
Sparks flew
Covalent bonding is just a mere perfection (covalent bonding...wtf..lol)

Perfect evening often come to a stagnant stage
Sweet-nothings and coo-coooing over long,overhaul smses suddenly becomes too blunt,
Overthrow such perfections...embrace imperfections...don't meet!

Archery and me

We are often in 2 different world
There is nothing much I can do except to discover the main course of such imprecision.

I discovered the problem because my body was feeling older and less elegant. So I change my posture, stretch my spine, face the world with an open chest (no pun intended). When I think about my body, I am also thinking about my soul, and one will help the other.

The underlying statement...who?

With much love,

Prague in Yew Tee

That simple desire to share something meant that we could enter the world of language without words, where everything is always clear, and there is no danger of being misinterpreted!

Like the flowing River....

And I adore moi who-cannot-be-name

Ecod

Indoor play

Howard Gardner Multiple Intelligence

Pretend Play.....a budding artist in the making......

Shirley Whirley

Shirley Temple blooms
Ginger ale and 7-ups, a bottle of Perrier or two
Bourbon coke, make it a miss
A sudden influx of cherry ade
Super swing makes it a treat.

Written tales of loops and holes

Chipmunk

Dearest chipmunk,
You are the epitome of simplicity not simpleton.
I adore you chipmunk!

Bah...........

Puma

Picture courtesy of Mirza
Edited by Ezan

Square, pallid and pale,

He prays

The warmth, the bright neon lights, his illusion,

Donny Marko came to town

Puma

Memory

Silent winds in a troubled mind

Whispers of joy in times of melancholy

Broken smile in the tainted heart of spring

Breathless sighs on a midsummer night

Butterflies in a bottled mind.

Falling blossom and winter tears,

Weeping in happiness,

Requiem of a memory.

Random

Random searching,random clicking,random you-tube-ing,
random thoughts....

Who adores doing things at random?

In a world force-fed with endless thoughts of perfection,
Shine your way through with gusto...be random,be wise,be still

Ecod