out and up.

let’s just say that life has been eventlessly eventful. the very lazily (i know) un-pieced jigsaw:

– it rains alot in tekong.
– there are many planes flying across the tekong sky. it does make me wonder where the all go, and why.
– an hour a day of freedom puts your life in perspective.
– living the extra-meaningless life has edged me on to not waste anymore time with my life. it’s also shown me how much time there really is in a day.
– i think it was only thru the lowest of circumstances that i could get myself out and up; confront my demons.
– self-defense mechanisms don’t really defend what truly matters.
– i love God.
– i love church.
– i love my friends.
– i love loving what i love.
– time goes past so qickly in singapore that being locked up on an island is what gives you the time you always needed (but never prioritised) to just reflect on life in general and to get your life back on track.

On a short fierce fuse. Not in boredom –
The eye satisfied to be blind in fire,
By the bang of blood in the brain deaf the ear –
He spins from the bars, but there’s no cage to him

More than to the visionary his cell:
His stride is wilderness of freedom:
The world rolls under the long thrust of his heel.
Over the cage floor the horizons come.

nope, i don’t mean ns.

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~ by moz on January 14, 2007.