and life as we know it crashes and burns into an indistinguishable oblivion of judgement
i've always believed in reserving judgement
i believe that we should love the people we love for who they are and respect the choices they make if they've thought stuff through carefully and know what they're doing
but i know the world doesn't think the same way. and i fear the world.
perhaps a little more faith is in order.
Entry @ 6:53 PM;
Thursday, June 18, 2009
words dance across her lips in different ways.
some tap, some salsa, some waltz.
yet that one word, comprised of four letters, chooses to move in uncoordinated patterns and movements. each alphabet flails its arms in an awkward progression where they fall clumsily with a sound almost jarring to the ears.
and so she said "ruff".
Entry @ 10:08 PM;
Saturday, June 13, 2009
as the days slowly trickle past i ask myself why
and the answer is clear
the answer is fear
the answer is irrelevance
and the question looms overhead
"where do we go now?"
i am weak this i know
and crave for the comfort of familiarity and perhaps stability too
yet i love spontaneity and the adrenaline rush
this is where lies the paradox
can the little sampan dock at what has become a huge habour?
or perhaps as the little sampan hopes, both she and the habour have gotten bigger together and everything is really the same size.
the USA has the little red choochoo and singapore has the little wooden sampan
sail little sampan sail
Entry @ 5:37 PM;
Tuesday, June 02, 2009