The sea offers the extremes of hope and death.
I love you, but the love is in the shadow under the sun.
A child born on the 9th of October 1982. Sophia Natasha ("Wisdom born on the day of Christmas")
Saturday, December 26, 2009
Monday, December 21, 2009
Thursday, December 17, 2009
Wednesday, December 09, 2009
Remembrance
Ever had those feelings that seize you in the middle of the night?Those deep-seated thoughts that transport you to a flimsy reality and rupture you with a remembrance of the past.They remind you of certain people and you wonder how they are now.You attempt a conversation with them and mutter words under your breath,and you imagine catching up with them like the good old days. You begin to be more aware than ever,of the submerged feelings and wish you will be bold to at least,articulate and express them.You tug at your own soul in the process and hate yourself for being such a hypocrite. And at those times,you could palpably experience that you have co-existed in both worlds - that of the conscious and subconscious. And you begin to rethink about the mortality of existence.
Thursday, December 03, 2009
Bake me a significance
Winter, many people adore.
The cold winds blew our cheeks and the trickles of rain against the skin.
The people on the streets were clad in their fashionable wear, ready for the day.
The days were abundant with peace and joy tinged their tips and edges.
The moments became captured on screens and immortalized in our memory.
Shoving past, people were busy with their agendas.
The buildings were an eclectic mix of the new and really old.
But they speak volumes of truth and history.
My mind was expanded and knowledge blew me off, like the winds and the rains.
The smallest detail turned into the biggest magnified vision.
The little trivials became important at random.
I collect them all, all these days.
They meant something.
I finally saw my dreams coming alive.
My idolized artworks and artists were no longer at face value, but they were intimate with me.
All my life, I have committed to these objects of worship but they have objectified me instead.
My thoughts cry out and I have to hide them. But bittersweet, I swallow those exclamations.
I think I slept like a baby at night, in the comfort of God’s protection.
I know He covered me.
My weaknesses were forgiven.
My strengths were used.
I knew.
Cornucopia of choices, we have that.
We made our choice, we went ahead with them.
We were decisive and we do not contradict.
We need to be independent and not be fearful.
We learn about ourselves and others.
Deep down, we pray.
And hope each day is safe and safer.
And we are back, only to be at the beginning again.
Winter, many people adore.
Friday, November 20, 2009
goodbye-bye
maybe i should learn to be on my own now.
how can i find diamonds in debt, roses and rags?
goodbye to all that has been done. God's saving grace is here.
i am off to that place. see you.
how can i find diamonds in debt, roses and rags?
goodbye to all that has been done. God's saving grace is here.
i am off to that place. see you.
Tuesday, November 17, 2009
Monday, October 19, 2009
Friday, October 16, 2009
Why do people build walls around themselves?
I watched Be with Me by Eric Khoo. Deafness and blindness is a pain that can only be understood by the person who is deaf and blind, and it is to her, a wall between her and living, a wall that cannot be torn or broken down.
I think I have greatly betrayed myself in the past year, and there are many walls which I should not have built at all.
I think I have greatly betrayed myself in the past year, and there are many walls which I should not have built at all.
Tuesday, October 13, 2009
Wednesday, October 07, 2009
Tuesday, October 06, 2009
Dated this way.
The long awaited lull period should b here.I suppose it is positive to believe that it had been quite a fruitful year.as a maker of change,things in d outside and inside have taken on these changes.I'm glad in a way.has d little immature girl in me grown up n risen to occasions?yes yes yes to the aging heart in me.everytime my heart jitters..I will tell myself never to feel
inadequate again.
inadequate again.
Thursday, September 24, 2009
Saturday, September 19, 2009
d very true thoughts of the teacher in me
I think I should be feeling tired, after so many hours of non-sleep. This is insanely disproportionate. My first stayover in PJC has started to strike a nerve in me, a vision of the future paints itself vividly and very brilliantly. I need to be braver to be an overcomer and believe, believe and believe there are many more hurdles in life.
I will be strong in the days of my Lord.
I will be strong in the days of my Lord.
Thursday, September 10, 2009
Wednesday, September 09, 2009
Sunday, September 06, 2009
Few grains of truth
When I fill my mind with happy thoughts,you are part of them. The voice inside me is an insane one.one that breeds cravings and smashes reality.can I ever untie d knots of dilemmas so that I can finally surpass myself?I must have been ransacked again.
Thursday, September 03, 2009
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