Z End

In the span of the last 24 hours, many events have conspired at this next chapter of my discourse. It was like an obvious message that someone had been trying to tell me all this while, whilst I bummed and fallowed in the time leading to now. It finally struck me to live larger than this rancid enigma of a blog of the last 4 years. Today, I saw God. No, not that omni-present one. Someone who I would say is God-like, righteous, and over-achieving. He has treaded the path of my next 4 years and shown the way ahead. And in fact, it does not require that I start from scratch. By some virtue of foresight and the same sort of conclusions,  I'm already running on most of the best practices he has adopted. Now, it's just time to bring things up to game. We have been dormant for way too long. The trick is always in the perspectives.

I have not slept in the last 24 hours. The excesses of a buffet, the disappointment of a no show, the high of a trip planning, the senseless conflict brought about by my brother (that kept me awake), cycling to the beach at the crack of dawn, and finally the discovery of this fore bearer. A series of unlikely events strung together on such a mundane day, but the message cannot be less clear.

One of the consequences is that this blog and its historical trajectory no longer provide the perspective that I require. Somehow the dots all connected up to this point. Here's to meeting at the same destination someday.

ID7

Blanche

No pictures.

I think that will be quite a recurring theme for a while as I reorganize this unproductive existence.

I have been telling some people about this idea of travelling by train across the continent for weeks. I realize that I have always been an observer. And a very bad one at that, because I hardly put down much of what I interpret in writing for the benefit of others (if anyone so cares).

Devil Is In The Details

Running late for poker night, still procrastinating. Wore my shirt inside out, changed in the lift without anyone noticing. Noticed people quarelling at the void deck, turned back to stare at them. Colored lights at the park nearby, haven't been there in ages to run. iPod on random, songs I haven't heard in eons. Mentioned chinaman a few times unapologetically in front of a friend from china. On my way back, saw the topless cobbler uncle riding across the junction.

Manic mode ceases.

Of Present 511

Over the month, I have been embarking on a series of self improvement initiatives that I promised myself I would. Learn driving, running to get in better shape, starting my own business and meeting more new people. But my time isn't as occupied as it should be. And I can't see how having or doing any of these things will make me a better person from my cynical viewpoint of the cosmos.

Coincidences don't happen as often as one would like. I met Gua yesterday stoning at the station after driving lesson. We hadn't met or talked in over 2 years I think. She needed a driving instructor, and coincidentally I showed up and gave her the contact for mine. Then we had lunch at this claypot place, talked about her psychology course and UK. Oh yes, neoteny and pre-determinism.

The universe has a funny way around certain things happening. Waiting to see more.

God Save Our Enterprise

Back to business once more.

Fool Me Once

My ego is tormenting me because someone beat me to an endeavor and I'm filled with anger and frustration because I have no idea how it was done.

HH

So strange that I didn't realize it wasn't real at first. I haven't been to Hanoi, but I dreamt that I was there at a certain cafe getting a tricycle ride from this disfigured girl, one eye was burnt or something. We reached this shopping centre and there were 3 different fat guys on 3 different stories, one was mugging, one was fortune telling, the last I can't remember. The next thing I know I'm at the airport, am already skipped immigration, onto a SIA plane waiting for it to taxi. I'm playing my iPhone games cos I'm bored.