Politics. Politics. Politics.
I hope that is not what life is all about.
Wednesday, June 28, 2006
Sunday, June 25, 2006
Sadly, But Truely!
Betide the one that sets forth the feet
Into a sinking ship
The leap
Yes of courage and energy
But alas why cast your net
Among the empty
To get a pat
For being brave?
Nay, but foolish I should think
For what ship has a hole
Will eventually sink
With all its brave ones.
-HG
Into a sinking ship
The leap
Yes of courage and energy
But alas why cast your net
Among the empty
To get a pat
For being brave?
Nay, but foolish I should think
For what ship has a hole
Will eventually sink
With all its brave ones.
-HG
Wednesday, June 21, 2006
Diary
Whose life do I have to live? Whose name do I have to adopt? Whose believes and values must I adopt?
I am so sick and tired of people insisting, pushing, forcing me to be what I cannot be.
Oh and taking my words and tearing it apart.
When I can't even put an argument forward... When I am not allowed to question.
Faith? faith is a gift of God. I cannot give it to myself. Neither can you force it. I want it as much as you want me to have it. But who are you to force it? You are not God, don't play Him.
Oh God, why was I even born? maybe, it would have been to have been still born. What is a life when a crowded room is lonely. What is life when my prayers are as vacuum.
No, I don't have the answers to everything. No, I am not a saint. No, I am cannot please everybody, though I have tried all my life to. No, I am not saved.
O God, Thou who art omniportant! If You see the troubles of my heart, my heartbeat and the bumps and squirts. There must be a purpose for everything.
I give up trying to fight everyhting. I am just a sinner, a human, Thy creature. O God!!!! whatelse can I say! Do not withhold Thy showers upon my torn and scrapy skin! Let the rain flow with the anguish on my heart.
Let salvation come Lord for there is no other answer. There is no other hope! O God, when will Thou come...
I am so sick and tired of people insisting, pushing, forcing me to be what I cannot be.
Oh and taking my words and tearing it apart.
When I can't even put an argument forward... When I am not allowed to question.
Faith? faith is a gift of God. I cannot give it to myself. Neither can you force it. I want it as much as you want me to have it. But who are you to force it? You are not God, don't play Him.
Oh God, why was I even born? maybe, it would have been to have been still born. What is a life when a crowded room is lonely. What is life when my prayers are as vacuum.
No, I don't have the answers to everything. No, I am not a saint. No, I am cannot please everybody, though I have tried all my life to. No, I am not saved.
O God, Thou who art omniportant! If You see the troubles of my heart, my heartbeat and the bumps and squirts. There must be a purpose for everything.
I give up trying to fight everyhting. I am just a sinner, a human, Thy creature. O God!!!! whatelse can I say! Do not withhold Thy showers upon my torn and scrapy skin! Let the rain flow with the anguish on my heart.
Let salvation come Lord for there is no other answer. There is no other hope! O God, when will Thou come...
On Esther's traveler's thoughts
The body weakens with a strange fatigue. Physical symptoms are bystanders. The mental collaspe is more defining. Yet, it is the harder of the two to see and appreciate.
Reading esther's blog today while watching Germany produce a magnificent three goals against Eucador. Yes, I was enjoying. But I was thinking more about her question: do they collide?
http://shortage.blog67.fc2.com/ (read: transit in bangkok)
Do the mindset of the situation overtake us and leaves us for a moment in infinity a stranger to everything else. Even to ourselves. Only to wake up to another morning , to find it a dream. Lost for that time, in a different world. Do they collide?
Evening begins in a different spectrum as the afternoon. Doe s that render us innately and internally different.
How then could we keep to the same mindset?
She was speaking of the traveler? The traveler's mindset. There can be two scenarios, I imagine-
Traveler 1 mindset and Traveler 2 mindset (both belonging to the same individual)
The ultimate difference here is the circumstances and destination. We cannot underestimate the differences here.
Traveler 1 mindset and the mindset of the "sleepy one in class". Yes, the routine. Barely breathing. It is almost a sequestial thing to reply: yes they collide.
But if the mindset breeds in us then we have no worries to mind. For ultimately we adorn that of the mindset we develop inside us. We have to step out and fight against the tide.
Personally, I want the Traveler's Mindset. I want to breathe the sunshine and air. Not walk like a corspe. It is better to be sleepy walking into transit than sleepy walking to school. Without which, we become another material, superficial being. Lost in sleep.
Her ending... hmmm... not too clear.. maybe I will ask her another time...
Reading esther's blog today while watching Germany produce a magnificent three goals against Eucador. Yes, I was enjoying. But I was thinking more about her question: do they collide?
http://shortage.blog67.fc2.com/ (read: transit in bangkok)
Do the mindset of the situation overtake us and leaves us for a moment in infinity a stranger to everything else. Even to ourselves. Only to wake up to another morning , to find it a dream. Lost for that time, in a different world. Do they collide?
Evening begins in a different spectrum as the afternoon. Doe s that render us innately and internally different.
How then could we keep to the same mindset?
She was speaking of the traveler? The traveler's mindset. There can be two scenarios, I imagine-
Traveler 1 mindset and Traveler 2 mindset (both belonging to the same individual)
The ultimate difference here is the circumstances and destination. We cannot underestimate the differences here.
Traveler 1 mindset and the mindset of the "sleepy one in class". Yes, the routine. Barely breathing. It is almost a sequestial thing to reply: yes they collide.
But if the mindset breeds in us then we have no worries to mind. For ultimately we adorn that of the mindset we develop inside us. We have to step out and fight against the tide.
Personally, I want the Traveler's Mindset. I want to breathe the sunshine and air. Not walk like a corspe. It is better to be sleepy walking into transit than sleepy walking to school. Without which, we become another material, superficial being. Lost in sleep.
Her ending... hmmm... not too clear.. maybe I will ask her another time...
Friday, June 16, 2006
World Cup Craze
My world cup teams are doing brilliantly except for USA. Today, England trump Trinidad and Tobago, 2-1. Goals came at the tail end of the 90 minute bore game. And then the afternoon match, somewhat similar where Sweden defeated Paraguay! woo-hoo!!! The day before, Germany beat Poland with goal coming in in the last minute. Ole Ole Ole Ole... OOOOle OOOOle...
Now remains for USA. In the desperate match, USA has to deal a blow to European powerhouse, Italy. God Please... Let there be a miracle!!!
HG
Now remains for USA. In the desperate match, USA has to deal a blow to European powerhouse, Italy. God Please... Let there be a miracle!!!
HG
Saturday, June 03, 2006
BRRRRRR...
Everyone finding their nitch.
Their hole. They scramble like rats, they dig the soil with their claws, scratch at it in fury. Throwing up the soil to the wind.We all want to survive. Badly.
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