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Back :: 22.May.2004 4:03pm The Chronicles of Starman and his Van ... and I am an Elephant It is necessary in one's life to acquire as much information or knowledge (if you will) as possible. You see, life can be seen as this huge mindless organism of the chaotic alignment and without adequate information, you would find yourself constantly floundering in the dark, coming up with oddball solutions and inaccurate conclusion (that is, in retrospect of course). And thus the popular phrase in the face of a new development "Hey, I didn't know that" In a way, we are the children of the star. Born from stardust and forged in the fire of some mumbo-jumbo chemical reaction and because of this, suddenly, being an homosapiens doesn't seems such a mundane existent after all. Life is a gigantic paradox. In every sense, our entire existence, Planet Earth/Terra/BlueGreen Planet, is but a one tiny speck in the entire universe. But it wouldn't be surprising or wrong to say that in a way we are the twinkle in God's eye, a small magical dream perhaps. The world is a curious place. Maybe that's the reason for the high mortality rates of cats but you definitely cannot deny the fact that our lives are filled with strange and interesting thing. Like our mind, for example. Similar to our beloved planet (and you would think we treat our love better), it is fascinating that something so small could be so complex and unfathomable. In the name of bad metaphors, its like a huge spectral van that actually exists outside of your body filled with memories, crazy machineries that run the show and all other knick-knacks. And it is with the help of this van that ancient philosophers and scientists have traveled to the stars and beyond. I don't profess to be a very religious person nor do I pretend to understand illogical concepts like the infinity of space and others. But for once, I would concede that the human mind is something that we cannot understand, a black hole of knowledge perhaps. And I hoped that it would remain so forever (another illogical concept) and provide us with unlimited fuel (more bad metaphors) to travel the stars and seek out new things. For I believe if there is a day, we can truly understand how our mind works, it would be a start of long boring existence of bad coffee and endless re-runs. Hooray for life's mysteries and other what's-not. I celebrate the fact that I know so little and there is a lifetime for me to go know things. In analyzing my artistic talent, I have found out that I am like those elephants who taught to paint - someone who is good with forms and colors but otherwise incomprehensible. :P
18.May.2004 1:42pm the human condition *cough**hack**spew blood* Am currently very sick at the moment. Coughing like mad here, hope it isn't diabolical virus (well, you never know right). Being sick in the holidays isn't really something to cheer about and the only positive thing I can come up with is that at least it reminds me I am alive (dead people don't cough right). Now please raise your hands for those who can't stand long, boring, dry, patronizing lesson in life by people older than you are. Well, I am one of them. So I pretty happy that Scrubs came along. Life's lesson packaged in 30 minutes pills peppered with sharp wit and great lines. If only all advices come packaged like that :P. I am huge fan of Scrubs and going over the various episodes, I realized there isn't a single mantra that they are trying to bring across. Nothing like "Live hard, live fast", urm "Love, peace and harmony?" or just "Mac is evil!". It just goes to reinforce the fact that life is one blardy confusing bugger and no single philosophy will get you through it unscathed. Of course knowing things and actually following them is a different matter. I still have a set of my own principle on life itself. To me life is a like a long bus ride. Yupe that's it. I know it doesn't makes much sense but I guess right now that is a perfect reflection of my life now. Need a compass. Trying to find the X-marked spot. Sigh
12.May.2004 1:42pm Sweet Divine More than just a kiss, pretty jade Ride the lightning gale away Sweet divine, such delight
11.May.2004 11:51am Inertial is for Elephants Just got back from swimming. Its been really a while since I swam in a proper pool (not counting those fun-fun beach escapades) and I realized it is such a nice feeling to exert myself physically. The slow rhythm of the arms and legs moving, the hard breathing and the sloshing of the water seems to drown out the world at large. For a short 30 mins (20 laps woohoo!) I seems to be able to leave behind the world at pace of a snail. Not bad. Taking my canoeing 1-star course tomorrow with some juniors from my old college. Hopefully I don't "malu" myself in front of them. *stress* Now, why the strange title? Well, it is because of the strings of thoughts that I had about swimming the day before. Firstly, there was the "maybe I can do this (swimming) on thursday" then there was the "I'm feeling a bit sick, don't think I should be exercising". And the list goes on, not forever but long enough. So I am asking, is there a term for the inertial of the mind? Go figure. * * * * * People are in the dark, they don't know
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8.May.2004 9:02pm Reality Bites It has been a week-long hiatus. Was away holidaying in Sabah with friends from my cohort in uni who have graduated. 10 days of dumb-ass antics, endless bridge games and stupid phrases (tinggi-lima! Malay for Hi-Five), I think given the chance to do it again, I would :P. The trip was a welcome distraction from the string of bad happenings last month. In retrospect, I think I shall name April the bane month of henry and from henceforth no happy occasions to be held then in case of bad endings and tear buckets. I had a lot of fun over there at Sabah, trying out new things, visiting beautiful places and of course a large part of fun can be credited to the silly guys who were there with me. I would really miss the days I took for granted where I could just walk a few steps and found myself some supper or chit-chat companions. Cheers to friendship and fuzzy thoughts. And for a short meaningful week, everything in Singapore seems a hazy memory. Now, I remember the hours leading up to my arrival in Singapore - feelings, memories and pictures of endless grey sky flooding back (now I'm being poetic). They say reality bites but they never mention the slow chew the follows. It really is a brand new start, although it was a brand new start too 4 entries ago *shrug*. Made some plans. Plans are good, because having them means there is a direction for you to go. Suddenly, the world has grown scarier and more exciting at the same time. You know, like how you would feel when peering over the tip of your raft as you brave some rumbling rapids (incidentally that's what I did literally at Sabah:) I feel the need for a symbol. To christen the new start, and to break away the past. Waiting... Thoughts to think. Feelings to resolve. Emotions to understand. Design to finalize (sigh, dateline is this friday). This new-fangled life isn't really a piece of cake eh. Not much different from the old one though:P p.s. Realized that my appetite for celluloid shit is insatiable. Quick give me a shot gun and say goodbye to Mr Sony. Or maybe not. Oh by the way, Mr Rumsfield seems to be one bad ass. pttph!
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