a knight leads his armies to conquer a king's heavily guarded castle. the outermost territory, perfectly prepared, is where the knight incurs the greatest number of fatalities. the defenders, fierce and unwavering, crush the opposition like toy soldiers. bruised but undeterred, the knight forges on with spirit. the closer he gets to the castle, the fewer the soldiers left to fight. that is the king's undoing, for he knows no other modus operandi. the king desperately deploys all crew, who struggle to fend off the remaining warriors. battle has left the remaining worn but experienced. exposed and vulnerable, the king runs, but where to? slowly, they make their way furtively, like poison in search of the heart. they find the king beneath his enormous mantel, sword in hand. grossly outnumbered, the king fights unrelentingly for his dignity, his life. and as the knight and the king stand face to face in combat, the knight says, "i promise, i won't hurt you". it only took a little hesitation from the king, and before he knew it, he had a blade right through him. the knight kept his word. it was swift, it was clean. it didnt hurt.
guess where you are now. not anymore.
bitter heart, bitter heart tries to keep it all inside bitter heart, bitter heart is gettin' just a little fragile.
perfection at 2:07 AM
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Wednesday, July 15, 2009
its called diversification. i did a double take, and it was worth it.
an abyss in the centre. searching for galaxies and black holes in space when we all have our very own to explore. empty space and points of light.
a craving to be curbed. a rush to be contained. a compulsion to be resisted. all in a day's work.
she's got a sparkle in her eyes and a spring in her step. she's back.
you put a smile back on my face.
in the madness of the storm i'm the one to carry on you think i'm crazy, a little bit hazy but i'm stone cold sober.
perfection at 9:43 PM
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Monday, July 13, 2009
they grow up so fast. not another Pierce Quincy.
so many denominations, so many routes. questions i cannot afford to ask, for no man is sure. for no amount of heated opinion exchange can resolve the loose ends formed by our finite intelligence that we so prize. an idea that we deem so flawless and logically coherent is the same idea thats ridiculed by another faction. i do like these questions, these challenges. it is the transient conclusions i take lightly. some things are simply beyond analysis and comprehension. helps to remember the road ahead is long and narrow.
you know i'm a dreamer. but my heart's of gold. i had to run away high. so i wouldnt come home low.
the invisible tugs of a dress on expected behaviour. it does things to people.
its amazing, the routines and things we hold on to for normalcy. for sanity.
curiousity on the left and irony on the right. with a lot of other factors, they do add up. so why the goosebumps when one surfaces?
my heart's like an open book for the whole world to read sometimes nothing keeps me together at the seams i'm on my way, just set me free home sweet home.
perfection at 9:15 PM
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Saturday, July 04, 2009
dont we always love to wait till something happens. something that alters the normal trajectories of daily life. something that slaps us in the face, then makes us sit up and take action. dont we adore squandering our efforts on feigning ignorance. anomalies which we should've picked up are instead, suppressed and overlooked. the tendency to take for granted the very things we've worked so hard to get. a pity, when we allow our minds to be sucked in by the motion of life.
everybody should get a chance to experience what true joy and liberation feels like. and the journey back starts here.
redid my workspace. i must say, its very appealing. kinda makes me wanna start school already (oh, the regret that will set in later). now i've a rock neon sign that fascinates me like a helpless moth to a zap light. awesome.
put the plastic wraps to good use.
one life, you got to do what you should one life, with each other sisters, brothers.
perfection at 12:52 AM
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Tuesday, June 30, 2009
No eye has seen No ear has heard The good that the Lord has prepared for those Who wait on Him To hear His voice You are the Potter and I am the clay
So Jesus, take me in Your hand And make me all that You want me to be Jesus, help me understand My purpose and what You can do through me Fulfilling my destiny
perfection at 2:41 AM
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Tuesday, June 23, 2009
information empowers (well, most of the time). the lack of it paralyzes. and once you're on top for too long. you forget how its like to not know.
i'm a whole other in a shirt and tie.
it has brought back some discipline in my routine.
to have us adapt our plans to your non-existent one. unnecessary noise about being overwhelmed. then turning around to pick one more off the shelf for yourself since it was shiny and attractive. one word: unprofessional.
oh you havent the slightest idea how blessed and sheltered you are. thing is, one only gets mad when one cares.
best. it means excelling all others. its a superlative of good, tres bien. so why did you still settle for mediocre intelligence? funny how more, doesnt necessarily translate into better.
the management of CHIJ St. Nicholas Girls' School. please get your act together. the current badminton team situation is a pretty mirror.
sweet dreams are made of this who am i to disagree travel the world and the seven seas everybody's looking for something.
perfection at 10:38 PM
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Thursday, June 04, 2009
exposure is paramount. it determines how familiar you are with something. it determines how knowledgeable you are about something. and most of all, it determines how automated your thoughts and reflexes are about something. that is to say, how naturally something comes to you without you having to exert your working memory. even the simplest of things, like telling if a chord is a major or a minor one, or knowing what angle a racket should be at when tackling an oncoming shuttle. i've learnt not to take these for granted. of course, a disclaimer: exposure is key, but not a lone ingredient.
i guess i could get used to kids. they're like regular people, just with a little extra zest and candidness.
imagine what it would be like.
oh dont lean on me man cause you cant afford the ticket i'm back from suffragette city.
