Begin with the end in mind,

See death as the final destination

Someone who long for a rejuvenation of childhood innocent in this world of hypocrisy and irony... Someone who long for a touch of love in this cold and heartless strange land... Like a fallen angel, heaven seems to be so near, yet so far from me... Begin with the end in mind. Think death as the destination, As we edge closer to it everyday I love you

Tuesday, February 21, 2006

Romanticism. a period typified by wilfully passionate individuals.
in this sense, i can be considered romantic :)


Meeting up with friends was very heart-warming. It is a reminder in my hectic and mundane life that there are still people around who care for me and whom i care for. I guess that's what makes friends so significant to us. Chatting with chaoz bug and ray was one of the happiest times in this otherwise bland year. I guess no one can stop the wheel of time. and very soon we would lose touch with each other, either due to a lack of initiative to keep in touch or being too caught up with new life and all the new friends that come with it. It is sad, but inevitable. Nevertheless, i hope that i would still make the effort to keep in touch with those who matter to me, those who have left a significant imprint in my memory. And to my friends out there who know this blog, it is never too late or awkward to leave a message here. i may be dao and aloof and eccentric sometimes, but i am still a human being who empathises and feels the same way as you do.

the past 2 months put me through experiences that i have never come across in my life. i have learnt so many things that i feel it might impact my thinking and philosophy and view of life. That's why i am considering to take some time off after settling Uni stuff to do some soul-searching or philosophy ventures, to cleanse myself, to look inside, to organise and reestablish myself, so that i can face the next phase of myself assured and undetered. Right now i feel overwhelmed by all my thoughts and get lost once in a while in all the thinkings.

But beneath all these warring thoughts lies a prominent void in my soul.

A void that only love can fill. Maybe that explains the lack of purpose and motivation that i have been feeling all these whiles. Guess it's time to go back home and get some family love. I felt so happy when i gave my brother 10 bucks as pocket money last month. i know that he's happy, and i feel even more happy for that.

of course i am only hoping that family love alone can fill the void. i know it can't.

Tuesday, February 14, 2006

Antiquity
Middle Age
Renaissance
Baroque

Sunday, February 12, 2006

innate potential + outer opportunities.
do we really have freewill? do we really have a control over our own destiny?

read Spinoza. it kinda struck a chord in me, except the God part.

deterministic view
malaysian government has never supported free press, what we have is an illusion of free press.

a nation of morons we are heading to.

http://www.kennysia.com/archives/2006/02/a_nation_of_mor.php#comments


how can we become an intellectual and civil society when our so-called civil servants are not even civil at the slightest?

Wednesday, February 08, 2006

titleless blog. purposeless life.

endurance is not a virtue of mine. i live on passion. of cuz any success would need more than passion but also commitment and endurance. maybe i'm just a failure in life. i feel so disgusted sometimes when i see all the Raffles Place corporate workers...who knows one day later i would be among these people leading this life that i revolt at..

but still everything would be different, if there's passion.

and no inspiration in life for me also.