Psalm 8

1 O LORD, our Lord, how excellent is thy name in all the earth! who hast set thy glory above the heavens.

2 out of the mouth of babes and sucklings hast thou ordained strength because of thine enemies, that thou mightest still the enemy and the avenger.

3 when i consider thy heavens, the work of thy fingers, the moon and the stars, which thou hast ordained;

4 what is man, that thou art mindful of him? and the son of man, that thou visitest him?

5 for thou hast made him a little lower than the angels, and hast crowned him with glory and honor.

6 thou madest him to have dominion over the works of thy hands; thou hast put all things under his feet:

7 all sheep and oxen, yea, and the beasts of the field;

8 the fowl of the air, and the fish of the sea, and whatsoever passeth through the paths of the seas.

9 O LORD our Lord, how excellent is thy name in all the earth!

queen

it's the terror of knowing
what this world is about
watching some good friends
screaming 'let me out'

pray tomorrow - gets me higher high high
pressure on people - people on streets
turned away from it all like a blind man
sat on a fence but it don't work

keep coming up with love
but it's so slashed and torn
why - why - why ?
love love love love love

insanity laughs under pressure we're cracking
can't we give ourselves one more chance
why can't we give love that one more chance
why can't we give love give love give love give love
give love give love give love give love give love

'cause love's such an old fashioned word
and love dares you to care for
the people on the edge of the night
and love dares you to change our way of caring about ourselves

this is our last dance
this is ourselves
under pressure

-Queen, Under Pressure

fly

a man who has no imagination has no wings.
- Muhammad Ali

we can only achieve what we can dream of.

difference

if a man does not keep pace with his companions, perhaps it is because he hears a different drummer. let him step to the music which he hears, however measured or far away.
-Henry David Thoreau

we are all different and let's be tolerant about it.

fuck my life

i cringe when people use this phrase. it's seemingly inane. things will pass and everything won't be much different. usually.

i say..fuck my life.

can't sleep. studies plan screwed up. monitor down. money all not coming in yet. lousy piece of shit of an association in singapore. lousy piece of shit at home rotting. friends all gooing somewhere and i'm still here. rotting. fuck. my. life.

i don't even feel like crying. i just want to lay down and die. fuckgetit. this is too much bad shit. what is it worth?

zen

without accepting the fact that everything changes, we cannot find perfect composure. but unfortunately, although it is true, it is difficult for us to accept it. because we cannot accept the truth of transience, we suffer.
-Shunryu Suzuki

note to God

if i wrote a note to God
i would speak what's in my soul
i'd ask for all the hate to be swept away
for love to overflow

if i wrote a note to God
i'd pour my heart out on each page
i'd ask for war to end
and for peace to mend this world

i'd say
i'd say
i'd say

give us the strength to make it through
help us find love, cause love is overdue
and it seems like so much is going wrong
on this road we're on

if i wrote a note to God
i'd say please help us find a way
end all the bitterness, put some tenderness
in our hearts

i'd say
i'd say
i'd say

give us the strength to make it through
help us find love, cause love is overdue
and it looks like we haven't got a clue
need some help from you

grant us the faith to carry on
give us hope when it seems all hope is gone
cause it seems like so much is going wrong
on this road we're on

no
no

We can't do it on our own

so
so

(give us the strength to make it through
help us find love, cause love is overdue)
and it looks like we haven't got a clue
need some help

grant us the faith to carry on
hope when it seems all hope is gone
cause it seems like so much is going wrong
on this road we're on

no
no
(no)we can't do it on our own

(so)
so

if i wrote a note to God
-Charice

some lines

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ok seriously..


trust men, and they will be true to you; treat them greatly, and they will show themselves great.
-Ralph Waldo Emerson

though this is not true all the time. the reverse treatment will almost always breed negativity and distrust.

religion is for people who fear hell. spirituality is for those who have been there.
-Larry Fricks in Strong at the Broken Places, Richard M. Cohen

which are you?

oasis

today is gonna be the day that they're gonna throw it back to you
by now you shoulda, somehow, realized what you gotta do
i don't believe that anybody feels the way i do about you now

back beat, the word is on the street that the fire in your heart is out
i'm sure you've heard it all before but you never really had a doubt
i don't believe that anybody feels the way i do about you now

and all the roads we have to walk are winding
and all the lights that lead us there are blinding
there are many things that i would like to say to you
but i don't know how

because maybe
you're gonna be the one that saves me
and after all
you're my wonderwall

today was gonna be the day but they'll never throw it back to you
by now you shoulda somehow realized what you're not to do
i don't believe that anybody feels the way i do about you now

and all the roads that lead you there were winding
and all the lights that light the way are blinding
there are many things that i would like to say to you
but i don't know how

i said maybe
you're gonna be the one that saves me
and after all
you're my wonderwall

i said maybe
you're gonna be the one that saves me
and after all
you're my wonderwall

i said maybe
you're gonna be the one that saves me
you're gonna be the one that saves me
you're gonna be the one that saves me
-Oasis, wonderwall

and all the roads that lead you there were winding
and all the lights that light the way are blinding
there are many things that i would like to say to you
but i don't know how

paths

some we chose. some are placed for us.

as we become older, we have more choices in them. we become more responsible for our future, even as our future becomes more narrow.

been really looking and thinking about what is next for me. not sure if i know where to go and what to do. have some ideas of what i hope to do. have some small steps taken. still quite..unsure.

as i close off some paths, some are opened. God is good.

i do not feel ecstatic about believing in God anymore. i simply do. it's just part of me. i do not show it strongly i think. i just pray and commune when i can. i am the quiet believer. is it enough?

battles

you may have to fight a battle more than once to win it.
— Margaret Thatcher

so smart this one is.

travel

The traveler sees what he sees, the tourist sees what he has come to see.
-GK Chesterton

empty dreams..

..of sand and fog.

building castles in the clouds of our molding. the value of which we, ourselves, are bound.

our world by which we live life is our own creation. the values and drive that fuels us is our operation boundaries.

we are nothing, that we cannot imagine.

you can leave archery. but archery is in your veins, it never leaves you.

it pushes you to be more. to be better. to do what makes yourself better.

archery loves you.

no country for old men

a man is not old until regrets take the place of dreams.
-John Barrymore

mood is swinging around like some wicked pendulum. some times i just want to be alone and relax. another 5min down i want to beat someone up. give me another 10..i wish someone would stay with me and just be there and understand.

then i realize, i don't understand myself most times. i don't know why i do certain things or why i want to do what i want. i just want to. just feel like it.

attempts to modulate my moodiness is not really working. i can be seemingly fine, when i got to do my work. but once that is over, i get all confused inside again. what's with these!?

i'm unhappy with a lot of things. things i can do and cannot help. things i have no choice about. people i have around sometimes just pisses me off.

i am tired of these shit. i cannot stand people. i don't like crowds. i don't like groups. i just wish i could be somewhere with ALOT less people.

many things that i think that should be, isn't. all the things i hope to be, ain't happening. tired of trying. tired of going at it again. there don't seem to be a point.

the world have changed to be a stranger place than i can fathom.

india and back

delhi..new place for me. it's interesting. the physical locations. the way things are arranged and built and how the city is currently. the people..well, i can say they are people. not as bad and not as good as others. food was interesting. not too bad. grown to appreciate the spices.

dusty. dry. confusing. old. random. income gap.

i missed home while i was there.

now that i am home. i wish home was better. loud motors. retarded people.

i quite hate the way things are now. seems like only drastic actions can break me out of this cycle. i don't know.

trying to take things easy and do what i need to do. see how things turn out.

fuse getting shorter. moody.

one rant away!

growth

the need to be right all the time is the biggest bar to new ideas. it is better to have enough ideas for some of them to be wrong than to be always right by having no ideas at all.
— Edward de Bono

being able to grow is to make some mistakes and falling some of the time to learn new skills and test new ideas.

singapore have become a bad place to grow. pointing out mistakes have over shadowed what is being accomplished. what is wrong becomes more important that what is right or improved.

this kind of mentality have reduced people's willingness to try new things and speak up. have made us all zombies in the machine that is.

we should learn to accept that everyone makes mistakes and remember to encourage people to try new things and learn things on their own. also to experience new activities and test out new ideas.

if not, maybe soon, we will be so behind others that we will always be drones that mindlessly toil away and drudge our life away.

this invisible cage may be difficult to break, or even to acknowledge. but once we, as individuals feel it, we should decide to break out once a while or never at all.

everyone dies, but not everyone really lives.

best in life?

mongol general: Conan! what is best in life?
Conan: to crush your enemies, see them driven before you, and to hear the lamentation of their women.
mongol general: that is good! that is good.

maybe that's why i feel depressed lately.

not been crushing anyone.
not been driving anyone before me.
or hearing any lamentations of anyone lately.

wicked!

education

the teacher who...is indeed wise does not bid you to enter the house of his wisdom, but rather leads you to the threshold of your own mind.
- Kahlil Gibran

in old days, almost every culture values their teachers most. medicine-man, shaman, home tutors for rich families, lore-keepers and so on.

today..teachers are valued too little. we pay them meager amount. we restrict their power to discipline and teach our young. we reduce their work to mere results of a paper test.

the values of a society is reflective in who they pay more to. who they give more power to. today we pay people who play with our money more than those who educate our young. we pay more to those who make us look good than those who teach our young to learn that beauty is skin deep.

what a road we are on.

lost

'please stay who yo uare..please don't disappoint us.'

i don't know where, when or how. sorry.