picturesque quintessence, an omnibus enclosing the essence of solace. looking back at the past pieces.. i marvel at the inspiration i once had as well as cringe at the past. it gives great insight and serves as a powerful reminder of how i haven't been alone all this while. academics, ironically, has totally rendered my brain devoid of inspiration and yet at the same time it was the very thing that granted me the ability to compose such works. i haven't had inspiration to expand the collection at hand.. the only thing i'm currently looking forward to is cr9wIX. after the humdrum of mugging, we all should have a well-deserved break. there's something about the camaraderie and the connection we have as a crew.
0908 is my raison d'etre. it's a surreal feeling following the end of exams.. i suppose it's cos the liberation's temporal. at least not till the real thing ends. reading 'o levels' brings back many memories.. many of them frightful actually. i can't afford to let the filmstrip rewind and replay. then again i haven't felt so blessed and assured before. so maybe i'll get through this unscathed?
So you look for patterns because that's what humans do to try and make sense of things. In hope of some divine order. And you look in movies and songs and the things that you read for symbols, points and swirls that match your own. But the only real pattern there is, is the one you make when you hold up a mirror. And reflect. (pleasefindthis.blogspot)if only i could hold your hand
pull you out of the dark cold den
to a field of strawberries
under the blue afternoon sky
sit on grassy patches
and drink in the beauty of creation
[cos that's what friends are for.]
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