we cannot change the cards we are dealt,
just how we play the hand.
Wednesday, May 30, 2007
3:30 PM
Positive
and one more, it is.
the voices in my head-
Sunday, May 27, 2007
10:04 PM
Growth
i had held onto a single dark secret, of mine or another it is inconsequential, since the age of thirteen.
but this year alone, three others have been added to the honour roll. and in me, i see a murky concoction of lies, hypocrisy, deceit and pretence centred around a distant familiarity of forged friendships. alas, each of these wretched things centre around pruriency and salacity hoodwinked off youth and innocence. money really, isn't the root of all evil.
one in me from thirteen to twenty. three in the coming when i had come of age.
is this what they call growing up?
the voices in my head-
Friday, May 25, 2007
11:51 PM
Brownie
forever is an awfully long time.
what would define a century? what would mark a decade? what would change in three years?
i see only a hardened soul, etched by business politics and classroom trivials.
the voices in my head-
Saturday, May 19, 2007
9:02 PM
Omega
i read a great book last night, a tale of mirth and hope. songs of passion, poems of love. it ascended first on my conscience, and took me on a journey i would always thank God for, learning much in retrospect. on truth on beauty on life on love.
it stretched 2 long miles, but it finally rolled into a climax before the adventure came to its end. hurt so much to have it end, much like the chronicles of narnia or harry potter in its seventh. it will be okay, everything will be fine, and i dusted the cover for the very last time, before sliding it into the four sacred boxes.
i am such a scheming bastard, a wonder how i can stand it each time i sit upon the toilet, and conduct business with myself.
the voices in my head-
Friday, May 18, 2007
11:24 PM
BirkenSok
an early morning drip of inspiration amongst nuggets and a $2.50 teh tarik.
hate is of paramount significance. we hate some persons because we do not know them, and will not know them because we hate them. but beyond hate, there is love. and love is the epitome of emotions, really. what is there farther than love?
lust, i say. but blessed be our souls, it seeks only the standing ones. and no one stands for long.
off issues on libido, i must congratulate an old friend for abandoning his precious birkenstocks. it is time to don shoes, and shoes are never comfortable without precious socks.
the voices in my head-
Thursday, May 17, 2007
11:39 PM
Goode
i never knew an indonesian maid could have had so much fun with the mistress. perhaps it was the reliving of a childhood.
on less tactful matters, i felt a pinch of insult when coach jim asked if we had the desire to win. a basketballer ain't one if there lacks a commitment.
i gave two ligaments for a rebound, and you question my desire?
the voices in my head-
Tuesday, May 15, 2007
9:44 AM
Three
50 three point shots in half hour, 21 in succession.
i came on the spot.
the voices in my head-
Sunday, May 13, 2007
8:23 PM
Skepticism
i had a talk with my ancient friends last night, and it has come down to this. i have come to terms that i ain't the smartest boo in the world, neither do i wagger on lottery.
hence, i would never invest in a scheme of "put your $10000 here and it will return you $24000 over 2 years". basis of business thoroughly founded, history of enterprise beautifully researched, but it defies logic doesn't it.
if the 4 billion other people in the world ain't doing it, why has it come to me. i ain't the smartest boo remember? and if it has come by a stroke of luck that an investment plan of 240% returns plonks on my head, i don't buy luck remember?
the unfailing business in the world has always been the business of value-adding. your take something, invest your time in adding value, and you resell it for profit. i define anything and everything to follow this logic, and i would rather invest my time than my money, because a 21 year old with 5 digits in the account has less money than his time, i say.
but of course, i may be wrong. remember, i ain't the smartest nimkamput you can find, but i dare say, i ain't the least smart.
i pray for you old pal, that your money won't sprout legs.
the voices in my head-
Friday, May 11, 2007
11:55 AM
Voyage
spagetti straps and scarfs
skirts and fur coats
there is little i truly know about women.
the voices in my head-
Friday, May 04, 2007
1:00 PM
Spiderman 3
life's all about choices, its the choices that make us.
a tragic end. yet who are we, to define the end?
the voices in my head-
i love my girl. a love so beautiful, symmetrical, tangible
God loves me. a love so great, unconditional, real.
my life in a nutshell. working towards loves of sorts. beautiful, symmetrical, tangible, great, unconditional and real.
a page, deliberately left blank.
Love is patient, love is kind.
It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud.
It is not rude, it is not self-seeking.
It is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs.
Love does not delight in evil, but rejoices with the truth.
It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.
Love never fails.
I Corinthians 13:4-8
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