we cannot change the cards we are dealt,
just how we play the hand.
Sunday, May 31, 2009
1:01 AM
I
i sought to write a story about a boy and his pets, but with age comes maturity. and yes, the story didn't quite take flight.
i learnt that it doesn't pay to change another, especially if it were the embryonic form which drew the heart. yet, the lesson ain't learnt well.
i learn now that i need change, because my quiescence ain't tranquility. but a state of boredom. yet, there is this equation that needs to be delicately balanced, because over-the-top as mr spellman says would lead to a repeat of history while none-at-work would have a little bit of me die each day.
i realised, that each paragraph begins with, i.
the voices in my head-
Monday, May 11, 2009
7:07 PM
Perspectives
on random strangers knowing, so much.
saturday was a gentle reminder on how our pasts could catch up with us. from a retrospective viewpoint.
on He knowing all, and more.
sunday was that same reminder, the little paths we walk today would affect our humble tomorrows. this time, a prospective angle.
retrospective. prospective. it is a matter of perspectives ain't it.
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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