Inspiration...Sadness...and whatever life takes
Friday, June 25, 2004
Tuesday, June 15, 2004
Ensouled
Finally, a prose entry in months! =) In my previous entries, I have taken the liberty of time to write a couple of poems that reflects on random issues. A few people have come foward, attempting to construe the poems in their own manner. I say, yeaps, continue to do it. If I am not occupied or so, we could have a proper discussion over tea and see what you have explicated. That is if you DO NOT disfigure my poem with queer interpretations like, "Hobbes is homosexual!" Okie, maybe he is. Go ahead with your peculiar comprehension of my stuff. =D I seriously don't mind =D. BUT I MUST INSIST TEACHERS USING MY POEMS IN THEIR CLASSES ARE TO ASK FOR PERMISSION FIRST! =X
School stuff. Demented teachers. Boisterous students. I do not seem to take an interst anymore. Perhaps my stint at Riverside Secondary and managing Scherzo just warranted me to be care-less. The advent of the O Level's are tittilating my senses. A lil' uninspired I must confess but I suppose it will take something more than time to get my academic gears working again. Yea. And by the way if I may ask my readers, how intellectual can MOCK EXAMS be? In the end, it makes a mockery of yourself, does it not? Gee, I'm such a condescending cur. Bark Bark!
Vocal classes with Thomas going well. I'm doing something from Don Gionvanni. Whee!! Can't believe I'm singing a major philander's part. On the bright side, no more inane Papageno!!! =) Danke Thomas!
I'm still analysing "King of The Castle", assimilating the book in various ways. I did notice some ostensible inconsistencies. I will post an article about it in due time. Oh, I did attend a lecture at Singapore Power House on "King of The Castle". It was certainly quite insightful. Though the opinions were somewhat cliched. Sadly, the attendees were atrociously inhibited and retarded; asking inane questions, all eager to leave the room. An utter lack of alacrity!
Ah! quelque chose en francais! Je date quelqu'un. Oui. Son nom est Ben. Il est une annee plus jeune. Uniniated l'ame. Mignon. Espiegle. *cuddles* Je suis parvenu a projeter quelque chose de romantique. Best Bet et Harry Potter. Lol. *winks* Argh, my french is rusty! =x
cuRRent...jer
¶ 8:28 pm
Finally, a prose entry in months! =) In my previous entries, I have taken the liberty of time to write a couple of poems that reflects on random issues. A few people have come foward, attempting to construe the poems in their own manner. I say, yeaps, continue to do it. If I am not occupied or so, we could have a proper discussion over tea and see what you have explicated. That is if you DO NOT disfigure my poem with queer interpretations like, "Hobbes is homosexual!" Okie, maybe he is. Go ahead with your peculiar comprehension of my stuff. =D I seriously don't mind =D. BUT I MUST INSIST TEACHERS USING MY POEMS IN THEIR CLASSES ARE TO ASK FOR PERMISSION FIRST! =X
School stuff. Demented teachers. Boisterous students. I do not seem to take an interst anymore. Perhaps my stint at Riverside Secondary and managing Scherzo just warranted me to be care-less. The advent of the O Level's are tittilating my senses. A lil' uninspired I must confess but I suppose it will take something more than time to get my academic gears working again. Yea. And by the way if I may ask my readers, how intellectual can MOCK EXAMS be? In the end, it makes a mockery of yourself, does it not? Gee, I'm such a condescending cur. Bark Bark!
Vocal classes with Thomas going well. I'm doing something from Don Gionvanni. Whee!! Can't believe I'm singing a major philander's part. On the bright side, no more inane Papageno!!! =) Danke Thomas!
I'm still analysing "King of The Castle", assimilating the book in various ways. I did notice some ostensible inconsistencies. I will post an article about it in due time. Oh, I did attend a lecture at Singapore Power House on "King of The Castle". It was certainly quite insightful. Though the opinions were somewhat cliched. Sadly, the attendees were atrociously inhibited and retarded; asking inane questions, all eager to leave the room. An utter lack of alacrity!
Ah! quelque chose en francais! Je date quelqu'un. Oui. Son nom est Ben. Il est une annee plus jeune. Uniniated l'ame. Mignon. Espiegle. *cuddles* Je suis parvenu a projeter quelque chose de romantique. Best Bet et Harry Potter. Lol. *winks* Argh, my french is rusty! =x
cuRRent...jer
¶ 8:28 pm
Friday, June 11, 2004
Surrender
Brings peace. It does.
An irenic endeavour.
A sweet savour.
Detente brings sweet flavour. Ah!
Waves pulled back as a favour,
just as the lost lamb finds his saviour.
Just surrender. Ah!
"No more fighting. No more trying."
Dulcet tunes resound,
peace is finally found.
Surrender is not death. Ah!
Fight no more,
and no more will bodies sore.
Surrender. Ah!
cuRRent...jer
¶ 9:47 am
Brings peace. It does.
An irenic endeavour.
A sweet savour.
Detente brings sweet flavour. Ah!
Waves pulled back as a favour,
just as the lost lamb finds his saviour.
Just surrender. Ah!
"No more fighting. No more trying."
Dulcet tunes resound,
peace is finally found.
Surrender is not death. Ah!
Fight no more,
and no more will bodies sore.
Surrender. Ah!
cuRRent...jer
¶ 9:47 am
