2010-06-20T16:11:00.000-07:00

winds in the desert

2010-03-13T17:56:00.000-08:00

a voice from the wild follows my path, to the outside world, and back again, like winds in the desert. it has no shape or color, but a vapor that touches my heart in a light blue way, causing me to sing a song that has no end, a song that has no tale, until i look behind me and my footsteps vanish and become again, the winds in the desert.

favorite numbers

2010-03-03T16:46:00.000-08:00

i haven,t really been thinking about the significance of numbers until recently. i won about 28 Euros at lottery last week. i felt happy because you know, it was my first time buying lottery ( just for about 3 euros ). i bought it with a friend, thinking we would try it for the first time in our lives, just for fun. so i was pleasantly surprised to receive this money. it was not too much, but

potato chips

2010-01-16T14:58:00.000-08:00

living a dream is a beautiful feeling. there are ups and downs, and difficulties, but the dream within, encourages us to go on. what is life without a vision, and a dream? it feels like a lost, broken record, left in a second hand store, waiting for somebody to pick it up, to restore it. it might sound silly, to keep dreaming and living out the desires in your heart, sometimes against logic,

what makes me happy?

2009-12-04T15:46:00.001-08:00

cooking food that i like, cooking for others, drinking my first cup of strong coffee in the morning, blowing bubbles, and looking at them, playing and listening to music, painting with oil colors, gazing at somebody you adore, playing with children and friendly dogs, laughing, springtime, anticipating a white christmas, making things out of clay, exploring a place i have never seen before, going

my blue room

2009-11-24T14:53:00.000-08:00

i lived for one year here in jahnstraße braunschweig, germany. ever since then , i have moved. this is just a memory of my apartment. the color i can think of is an ethereal blue.

Behind the trees

2009-11-24T12:04:00.000-08:00

we all have private thoughts both to ourselves, and to others. we don't talk too much about them, in parties. we talk about them-behind the trees.

i the dreamer

2009-11-10T17:05:00.000-08:00

this morning , before i woke up , i experienced some very intense dreams. it was like one series after another. i wish i could remember what they were. my friend is used to writing down dreams. i wonder if i should. i believe in dreams quite a bit. dreams can guide us. for example, i have been guided by dreams in some difficult decision making in my art school. it was like bread crumbs... thrown

Bubble moments

2009-11-05T16:09:00.000-08:00

sometimes, it is hard to create something out of almost nothing. but i guess that is what i have to do, in my work now, and in the future, in art . well, i guess we do not necessarily create things from nothing. there are always influences from artists we like and who inspire us , and there are memories, feelings, emotions and thoughts. these things are not" nothing". but still, the process of

racing heart beat

2009-10-15T16:37:00.000-07:00

i am doing some pencil drawings now...to get some kind of direction. i am trying to make pictures of certain creatures....that look innocent yet peculiar and odd....ok something like aliens. hoping at the same time, these lines will carry my thoughts to a neat place......i will let u know...maybe later...whether i have indeed arrived there. to tell u the truth, i am craving it every moment . my

thoughts from the night

2009-10-11T18:11:00.001-07:00

hello there...it has been quite a while since i visited my own blog and spend time writing down thoughts. i guess, now that i have internet access at home it makes it easier. it is now 3.13 am, and the night seems to be the best time, to write. after such a long pause, there is no compelling feeling to write about anything in particular. quite a number of things have happened, this past year (

a little update

2009-01-06T08:36:00.000-08:00

the art school that i go tothe place that i livebeen quite a while since the last time i wrote here. well, big reason is that there hasn,t been internet connection at home, and there still isn,t! it,s been about three months in germany, and everything is going well. i live in an apartment with a german roomate/classmate ,Nina Peter, from hannover , who hasn,t reall moved in yet. this apartment

new land, new life

2008-10-07T03:09:00.000-07:00

just arrived here in germany. realized that i am about 5 days too early because the international student german class had been cancelled. this gives me the time to look for housing that, hopefully, willl last for the next few years. i am now staying put in Hotel Meyers, a traditional- looking place, taken care by a very nice lady and her husband who speak not a single word of english. i am very

wonderland

2008-09-23T07:03:00.000-07:00

it's amazing how time flies.almost three years ago, when i flew back to singapore from the states, shermaine had one kid, day. Now that i am leaving for germany, i am playing with three beautiful kids of hers, day, dee , and lulu ! it's also amazing how these children turn a simple place where i live into a wonderland for themselves. they effortlessly find quite a number of things to do and

for those who love laughing

2008-09-16T23:48:00.000-07:00

sharing here an article that a friend posted to us today. i quite enjoy reading it and being reminded of happy things like this! "Ever-Laughing Life!Avoid being the cranky old person you swore you'd never be!by Pastor John CoulombeA joyful heart makes a happy face; a broken heart crushes the spirit … All the days of the afflicted are bad, but for the happy, life is a continual feast … A cheerful

back to basics

2008-09-09T00:27:00.000-07:00

as i was walking home from the train station today, i saw and remembered the spot which my bike was stolen two years ago. i then now think about the new bike that is now lying in the garage, very much unused. one of the places i went to rather frequently more than 2 years ago, was the beach at east coast park. i was there with my bike, being alone with the sea, experiencing the freedom, the

2008-09-07T08:35:00.000-07:00

it was said somewhere, that " the law condemns the best of us, but grace saves the worst of us." thank God for his wonderful grace....

snow falling on a summer day

2008-08-28T09:28:00.000-07:00

seven years ago, on a winter day, you told me that the garden existed. we drew pictures, and gave these flowers a variety of colors and names, and you gave me real seeds, hoping that they will be of good use. many times i sleep, i dream of the fragrance of the moment which the garden was born in my heart, seven years ago. as i look back, i see a path strewn with these seeds. even

where is the recipe?

2008-08-05T11:20:00.001-07:00

i want to go into a make believe world make my own slurpee drinks and create my own cheery pies bake a cake that doesn't taste quite right,together with other culinary adventuresso that my hunger for the unknown is satisfied and my thirst for colours is quenched then i will feel happy, like a 5 year old and whether it is winter, summer or any changing season, this world remains as it is .

"keep walking.."

2008-07-07T08:50:00.000-07:00

i would prefer walking in circles or spirals , than to walk in a straight line to reach a certain destination....i have a feeling that by doing the former, it would feel a little more effortless and magical. i am not sure whether life in singapore these 2 years and a half have been circular, but certainly it has brought me a step closer to a place in my heart, germany. i will be leaving for

2008-05-23T09:00:00.001-07:00

i chanced upon this one of the few online poems about the earthquake in Sichuan... 去天堂的路The Road to Heaven孩子，快Child, hurry抓紧妈妈的手Seize mother's hand去天堂的路太黑了The road to heaven is very dark 妈妈怕你碰了头Mother is afraid that your head is knocked 快，抓紧妈妈的手Hurry, seize mother's hand让妈妈陪你走Let mother accompany you to walk妈妈，怕Mother, afraid天堂的路确实太黑Actually the road to heaven is very dark 我看不见你的手I can not see

flying again

2008-05-19T10:12:00.000-07:00

so next week, i will be off travelling to Germany for about 3 weeks, to do some exams in schools ...i guess i am also looking forward to the few hours stop over in amsterdam. other than that, i don't really know what to expect, especially when i haven't really taken care of the accomodation yet. the prayer i have is that God will watch over me, and create me a path of protected and blessed

2008-04-21T00:03:00.000-07:00

playing with montage

2008-04-02T23:26:00.000-07:00

i saw the ocean, and the objects and words came into being, mysteriously...

what's up

2008-03-28T07:48:00.000-07:00

nowadays, it is a little harder to be honest in the way i write, especially to the outside world. that is not a good sign, because i assume that what makes us read, or at least, what makes me want to read another person's thoughts, is honesty, even if the contents can be shocking( to some ) or surprising .but i feel i may not be that bold as yet. it is okay, one day( soon enough i hope) i will

2008-02-24T19:46:00.000-08:00

"All that is gold does not glitter; not all those that wander are lost." -J.R.R Tolkien

their magical world

2008-01-18T07:44:00.000-08:00

2008-01-09T07:15:00.000-08:00

The color of freedom is light blue, when it touches the sky or the sea, it blends in like it always belongs there like a child who is in love with his own home. The color of freedom is light blue, when it engages with red,yellow and purple, it gives them a light friendly touch telling them that they are beautiful as they are but it is happy remaining as it is. The color of freedom is light blue,

ubud, bali

2008-01-04T08:50:00.000-08:00

the street leading to our accomodation among the places we visited were the rice fields.it felt nice to be close to the mud, the water, and the color green that surrounded me. i can't help but also imagine how taking a mud bath can be therapeutic...

2007-12-16T21:48:00.000-08:00

Christmas last year , i was in agra, india.this year, we are celebrating it in bali, indonesia. steve from michigan is coming to town and we will visit the country this coming thursday for the first time. i heard from most that it is a beautiful place. i hope you guys have fun at whichever part of the world during this season and getting ready for the year 2008 filled with new beginnings ! i

a quick question

2007-10-25T03:08:00.001-07:00

We arrive with this game, where the squares on the chess board become circles and the pieces fade into nothingessand all that is left is the unseen. That is when we decide whether the game continues, or ends.

why not

2007-10-18T09:22:00.000-07:00

today we had to draw some boxes, mixing colors with dark blue and brown, and then i thought how wonderful it would be if what we paint from our minds becomes real in life, and then happiness comes from there, like a river. what about the postman that comes to our place delivering us these letters, and the doves who come to us with love notes, telling us that the trees are smiling and the kids

the beat

2007-09-28T02:15:00.000-07:00

I have always admired dancers, maybe because they are able to communicate feelings just through the body and the touch. The 2 recent parties that I went to were at Double O and Cubra Libra. At Double O a guy taught me how to dance with him. At first, he was not satisfied because when i moved my body, my heart and feelings were not in it. He could sense it immediately. He asked me to loosen up the

2007-08-22T11:40:00.000-07:00

hey i just saw an alleyway. i am think of going further. Before that however , i would like to share with you glimpses of it.

2007-06-17T09:52:00.000-07:00

so this is me dreaming by the sea , spending the last day of my travel, in halong bay, vietnam. In that dream, i would like to bring u to some other moments spent before that, in bangkok, cambodia and parts of vietnam. street market in bangkokyoshi, an aspiring chefankor wat, cambodiaankor watankor wat hoi an , vietnama friendly girl in hoi an man in hanoihanoiwater puppets, hanoilast but not

in saigon

2007-05-28T07:07:00.000-07:00

just a tiny update. had already spent one week in bangkok and toured the ankor wat in cambodia ( which was absolutely amazing) and it's my third day in saigon now. i celebrated my birthday here two days ago with yoshi and paola with some great italian dessert and then went to a club called Apocalypse Now and partied the night away.saigon is my favorite so far compared to the last two places, but

which story?

2007-05-01T03:26:00.000-07:00

i suppose there are times when we all scramble in the dark for hope, freedom and even power. in the process of doing so, every one of us writes a different story to achieve that end. the korean guy in virginia tech writes a story of violence, death and blood, and other people had to suffer along with that story, including a holocaust surivivor who died trying to save other kids from the killer's

2007-03-25T08:26:00.000-07:00

i am taking off with a friend from israel, yoshi, to go travelling this coming May, for just a few weeks. we plan to head over to parts of southeast asia, maybe cambodia, vietnam and thailand. i wonder what kind of strange tales and hippies we will encounter. before that , i hope to complete some projects in the imaginary garden i am tending. in one project, it is about a person who meets with

chinese new year 2007

2007-02-22T09:41:00.000-08:00

so the chinese new year break had been a very relaxing and fun one with reunion dinners, me receiving red packets and catching up with the extended family. after that i wandered off to join my dear friend, Kai, and we partied and danced the night away in Taboo, a club in Singapore. actually, you have to come and experience it in order to know why it is named Taboo. on my way back home at about 4

the unseen

2007-01-24T08:34:00.000-08:00

the trip to india has inspired me to exist a little more spontaneously. life has been rather spontaneous, but i thought maybe i could have more of it. Psalm 119:105 says," Your word is a lamp for my feet and a light for my path." i am not much of a planner. heavens know that. Yet God still rains manna from the sky every single day. the india trip was not a planned one. we found last minute

Memories of India

2007-01-04T05:54:00.000-08:00

a few photos taken from my trip to india for last two weeks. It was also really nice to catch up with Hemanth and Sudipa in New Delhi!

2006-12-24T03:00:00.001-08:00

we are right here in India, Jaipur. tomorrow we will spend Christmas in Agra, where the Taj Mahal is. we have been here for 6 days & i am enjoying the unpredictability of the journey.i have about 7 more days to go before i head back home on new year's eve.i have limited time on the internet so i can't stay here much longer,but enough time for me to wish everyone a Merry Christmas!

Let's party

2006-12-14T02:26:00.000-08:00

I had the privelege to party madly with some free spirits who came into my path last week. sometime these moments were so intensive and colorful that when you look back, they almost seem like dreams hidden within our souls, and like a story that does not have an ending. it is great when a story does not have an ending, because then it can continue into this coming new year, and possibly beyond .

Beijing

2006-11-21T09:55:00.000-08:00

I was there in Beijing for 4 days last week for a music gig. I did not get to travel much, just Tiananmen Square and a bit of the Forbidden City. What I fell in love with were the new friends I played music and partied with, the comfortable winter, and the Peking duck.

2006-11-13T10:38:00.000-08:00

"I dream for a living." — Steven Spielberg"Existence would be intolerable if we were never to dream." Anatole France, French novelist."If a little dreaming is dangerous, the cure for it is not to dream less, but to dream more, to dream all the time." Rembrance of Things Past. Marcel Proust (1871-1922), French novelist.

opening up my eyes

2006-10-23T10:17:00.000-07:00

i think it is very tempting for me to be indifferent to my surroundings that i feel familiar and comfortable with. Due to this sense of familiarity, i assume that i have nothing important to learn anymore. it happens to me quite often. talking to foreigners and travelers who do not grow up here in Singapore or around the region opens up my eyes to the many more opportunities to learn and explore

colorless rules

2006-10-16T11:45:00.000-07:00

it is amazing to have conversations that are psychologically and emotionally unrestrictive, with few boundaries to hinder deeper understanding.it is always such a liberating, beautiful experience. i admit that i am currently in a pretty conservative society, and certain topics and social behaviours are still forbidden or even frowned upon, even though there are no external rules being imposed on

2006-09-19T00:19:00.000-07:00

nowadays, i have to learn to rest in Him, and to wait. i am dealing with certain absurdities in my life recently.Things in my imagination and intuition come into conflict with what I see in reality, and emotion and reason culminate into a chaotic mixture,and fiercely contradict each other. On the outside, things are operating smoothly, and life is going fine, with violin teaching and music

dreaming

2006-08-14T09:37:00.000-07:00

i wish there were more graffiti art in Singapore. but of course, it is a tiny island. if it is truly allowed, can one actually imagine what the landscape would look like? it's quite unlike a bigger country say like the USA or China, where graffiti can occur anywhere and the place would still look rather unaffected. correct me if i am wrong!at the same time, singapore is getting just a little too

that garden

2006-08-03T01:38:00.000-07:00

I thought maybe we could create this garden together. somebody told me of this place seven years ago, and it was hidden somewhere in my memory. and then, i was reminded of it again one month ago, in a dream. in the latter it was winter, but in that room with you, it was warm and cozy. so i went around singapore, snapping pictures sporadically, hoping to capture glimpses of this dream that burns

the anniversary of a secret

2006-07-08T09:35:00.000-07:00

how long can one hold a secret? i just realize that i am approaching almost the first year anniversary of its birth. it came into being somewhere in august last year.i never told it to anyone, and i am glad that it is still in my heart, and the Heavens have given me the patience to sustain its being. otherwise, without the latter, i fear an explosion, of my mind and heart. i am hoping that this

"pictures of an exhibition"

2006-05-29T09:56:00.000-07:00

so i signed up as a photo assistant to darlene ( the girl blowing the balloon) , a photographer from nyc. she was here for two weeks with her friend julia. it was cool, because i was assisting in a work that was born of love, improvisation and great fun. it began with darlene's idea, and then we worked towards it, using resources available here in singapore. first, darlene took portraits of

inspired by late night wanderings in woodlands with a friend

2006-05-15T10:45:00.000-07:00

the winds are carrying me, to new places, new hopes, new directions. it feels different, all of a sudden. i am still on the same island, here in singapore, but somehow, there is a breadth of fresh air suddenly being blown in my face. maybe it's because i started chatting with him. i am in love with his presence. well, i am not romantically attracted to him. furthermore, he is gay. but being

tiny fantasies

2006-04-18T09:17:00.000-07:00

the wanderlust is back to haunt me a bit. I am now reading Che Guevera : a revolutionary life ( by Jon Lee Anderson) after being inspired by the movie "the motorcycle diaries". I also start thinking about Jack Kerouac's "On the Road" which i read three years ago. Thanks to them, i fantasize about being on the move again, going places, even relying on odd jobs to sustain myself. for now, i will

2006-04-12T08:56:00.000-07:00

good news: i bought a digital SLR canon camera on Monday . i had fun playing with it this afternoon!bad news : my mountain bike that i had for years was stolen today.

memories

2006-03-27T09:32:00.000-08:00

yesterday, ben, a friend from my german class, told me about a dream he had two days ago, he dreamed that he was in a place, and he suddenly felt oddly and intensely connected to the universe. he is not religious or anything, but he felt that there was a huge creative power guiding him. he started to point at something in space, and out popped something, like a work of art. he did it again and

to begin with

2006-03-11T07:56:00.000-08:00

A playground it shall sometimes be, this land, this home, filled with a sense of the unreal, the mysterious, the unanswered. Every color has its tale, a story that amazes me with its brutality and fervor. Indulging in the coziness of empty halls, mansions and gardens, I begin to sculptwith the clay I chanced upon in the nearby woods, dreaming that one day, a statue of an angel would come alive,

that moment

2006-03-05T07:17:00.000-08:00

It is what I remember that drives me out of the tunnel into this wide open space with autumn leaves and used cigarettes combined to give me a feeling of nostalgia for that moment I imagine I did spend with you. Your face seems elusive and yet so filled with goodness. Did we ever enter that alleyway where the silence enveloped us, asking us to pause, to think, to turn away from the gaze of the

let's see

2006-02-20T09:36:00.001-08:00

howard zinn says in one of his writings." The way that society tends to classify us scares me. I am a historian. I don't want to be just a historian, but society puts us into a discipline. Yes, disciplines us: you're a historian, you're a businessman, you're an engineer. You're this or you're that. The first thing someone asks you at a party is " What do you do? " That means, " How are you

hello

2006-02-10T09:40:00.000-08:00

i bought many dvds this week since they were on sale in HMV. "Sideways", "Lost in translation", " The motorcycle diaries", " Finding Neverland", and "Mostly Martha". I have watched all of them before except for "Mostly Martha". I was feeling nostalgia for certain sentiments and moods they evoked even though i don't have vivid memories of the story details. Films speak to us differently at

feelings

2006-01-29T07:48:00.000-08:00

i miss being in the USA....already. i miss being in a liberal environment. i think i am saying this because i just came back from visiting my relatives for the Chinese New Year celebration. it was like entering a world that has grown foreign where i feel like a reluctant stranger.to be honest, i do not have a sense of belonging. i never really have. it's okay. i am quite nomadic so it's fine for

sharing with you

2006-01-20T08:25:00.000-08:00

a beautiful poem by Gary Snyder, an American poet : We are free to find our own way Over rocks-- through trees--Where there are no trails. The ridge and the forest Present themselves to our eyes and feet Which decide for themselvesIn their old learned wisdom of doing Where the wild will take us. We have Been here before. It's more intimate somehowThan walking the paths that lay out some

where am i?

2006-01-19T10:05:00.000-08:00

it's nice to get out of the comfort zone. it's not a cozy experience, of course. but every time you do something unfamiliar, something that you have never felt like doing before due to many reasons, like doubts and fear of failure, you feel that you have grown a little. that's how i sense bits and pieces of my experience in singapore have been like. anyhow, i have been here for about five and a

Narnia, The New Year, and Kids

2006-01-02T03:18:00.001-08:00

Happy New Year everyone! I had a good week just chilling, partying and spending time with friends and family, not to forget taking a seven days' break from scooping ice cream. I hope you guys experienced an awesome week of celebration as well to usher in the year 2006. I also watched "Chronicles of Narnia" last week. It's definitely a relevant movie for me to anticipate the days ahead. I

Liebe

2005-12-22T09:31:00.000-08:00

When I gaze into your blue eyes, my heart quiversand leaps into the airand longs to surf the waves of the oceanthat lies beyond. My language to you is as foreignas yours to me, yet I long to unravel the secrets in your heartso that we can speak words of oneness.

ice cream moments

2005-12-20T20:02:00.000-08:00

some fun-loving people from the part time crew i work with at haagen dazs. we had a christmas party two days ago. but too bad our manager had to work the full shift and had to stay behind the counter most of the time.

asking randomly

2005-12-13T08:23:00.000-08:00

can we respond to diehard pragmatism with surrealism?can we overcome certain social conventions that limit us with truths from heaven that set us free?maybe. definitely. certainly. or maybe i should watch princess mononoke ( by hayao miyazaki) the second time.P/S; i think Abdul Halim is right though. it is probably better to have sympathies for both, ie pragmatism and surrealism.i was, however,

looking

2005-11-28T00:33:00.000-08:00

next to where i work , there has been an ongoing outdoor photography exhibition by a French guy named Yann Arthus Bertrand along the street of orchard road. it will be here to stay for a few months . All his images were captured while he was flying in the helicopter. He went to many countries and offered glimpses of a variety of cultures, some radically different from our own.it's nice to have

his color, his lines

2005-11-26T07:59:00.000-08:00

last saturday, i went to zouk (http://www.zoukclub.com.sg/) with dor win. it is one of my favorite dance clubs that just re-opened after about a month of renovation. as i was dancing away in velvet underground, i spotted one of Keith Haring's paintings on the walls. everytime i look at his works, i get some kind of fresh energy. few days ago, i chanced about a book about Haring in borders and

mum & dad

2005-11-17T08:32:00.000-08:00

last weekend, my family went to a restaurant called " out of the pan" for dinner. one habit of my dad's is sketching people around him on whatever piece of paper he has. my mum doesn't draw, but she can certainly cook. this was prepared by her one week ago for the family. it's vegetarian and organic, the kind of diet my parents live on.

bits and pieces

2005-11-08T10:01:00.000-08:00

hung out with with Gerard and Song Ann last sunday. we drove to holland village and sat at the Gelare Cafe for hours. i had gelato waffle and a little cheescake, a refreshing change from haggan dazs ice cream at work. after that, we headed over to Thai Express for dinner and i ate curry noodles which i personally felt were not spicy enough. then we continued chatting till ten at night. it felt

2005-11-04T09:25:00.000-08:00

last week, i bought these blue marbles while walking around little india with a friend. they only cost one singapore dollar. however, besides gazing at them occasionally, i don't really know what else i could do with them. let me know if you have any ideas.

childhood

2005-10-26T09:01:00.000-07:00

during lunch today, my grandma showed me how my mum and uncle looked like when they were kids.

2005-10-25T05:45:00.000-07:00

i prefer working at haggan- dazs in the weekends. for the first time, i worked on a sunday.the streets of orchard road become more vibrant with different sorts of colors. there are many more people to serve ice cream and smile to. it is better than standing around, idling in a weekday morning, and trying to occupy ourselves by sometimes eating and re-tasting the ice cream in front of us. most of

2005-10-21T09:08:00.002-07:00

this is where i dream, write and think. it's safe here. sometimes, hiding behind a mask makes me feel protected and secure, and even unchallenged. but there are times when i wish i could just reveal that little secret within me. i guess we all have our secrets. there are just so many ways to keep them. while idling, we can always go enter the chambers in our hearts and surprise ourselves. u

Quidam

2005-10-14T22:07:00.000-07:00

will watch it with my sister and her friends tonight. just click on the title to see what it is all about.

ice cream

2005-10-12T09:36:00.000-07:00

i have grown to like the variety of ice cream flavors in haggan-dazs. i work there part time now, few hours a week. when i was a customer, the flavor i used to go for was always macadamia nut. i never explored other options. but now, i get to taste rum raisin, panna cotta raspberry ( the latest flavor of the month), midnight cookies and cream, strawberry cheescake, branded cherry etc. my

2005-10-10T00:40:00.000-07:00

Yesterday, i was reminded to be thankful in a sermon. That brings me back to one of my favorite verses in the bible " be joyful always, pray continually and give thanks in all circumstances." ( 1 Thessalonians 5:16-18) It never fails to inspire me, especially during trying times.i guess i know it is important to be thankful. but somehow, the words of the pastor have challenged me to increase my

i hear you

2005-10-04T09:59:00.000-07:00

The road led me to that strange encounter with you. The beauty you produced had allowed me to travel to a world that I would like to know better and to live in. Away from the distractions, and away from the demons of prudence, we journeyed towards a wild adventure of passions, desires and forbidden yearnings. Then I start remembering the sorrow in your melodies, which haunt me in a deep way and

tom's midnight garden

2005-09-26T10:53:00.000-07:00

In one of her entries (http://www.xanga.com/home.aspx?user=jinganlin) Katie Beth talked about re-reading "Pride and Prejudice". That got me inspired to re- read "Tom's Midnight Garden", one of my favorites as a kid. Katie wrote that "as you get older, the way you understand a book changes as you use new eyes to read it." That is true. i remembered crying when i was nearing the end of the story

the dance of shermaine

2005-09-20T02:28:00.000-07:00

and so sher and i decided to wander around orchard road after our gigs on sunday. i happened to have my digital camera with me :)

the sound of silence

2005-09-18T10:07:00.000-07:00

three nights ago, i went to bed at 2 am. then woke up suddenly at 5 am. couldn't go back to sleep so i filled a paper with some words, after which i slept again into the very late morning:Pebbles fill the sky one psychedelic nightthat drives me to ecstasy and then back again, to earthly sanity. LONGING Madness, i sometimes long for you.In you, i see no rules and no lies. In you , i see a freedom

2005-09-15T09:30:00.000-07:00

My grandma (dad's mum) has five daughters and eight sons. When the whole family gets together, it is a riot! Usually, it's only during Chinese New Year that everyone comes together for a celebration. This evening was my grandma's birthday. Been away for 6 years, it was overwhelming to encounter so many familiar faces again. it's regrettable that I am not fluent in hokkien/taiwanese ( a chinese

i want to remember

2005-09-10T04:57:00.000-07:00

i hope that the spirit of shanghai will remain with me. i went there with minimal expectations, thinking that it was going to be predictable. but i was wrong.i had been to several cities but nothing beats the intensity i personally felt around me in shanghai. now that i am back, i want to be able to remember that intensity and have it close to me. i want to remember the excitement, the boundless

2005-09-07T23:44:00.000-07:00

2005-09-01T22:31:00.000-07:00

flying to china with my mum in two hours' time. will be back later next week.

Running not away

2005-08-30T20:59:00.000-07:00

for some issues,the road to healing is nothing really complicated. i told myself to keep walking straight, and to fix my eyes on the unseen. sometimes, when i saw the underground tunnel, i was afraid to enter. i was afraid of walking alone, and not being able to get out again. but it was not the case. i did walk out, and i saw the crystal river, with trees lined up on both sides. i ran to touch

2005-08-29T10:22:00.000-07:00

i cycled to the beach. it was nice to be next to the sea,listening to the sound of waves and gazing into the boundlessness. once again, i fell in love with freedom.

jazz night

2005-08-26T10:06:00.000-07:00

i met up with gerard, yunfeng ,luke and hanyu on thursday. some of us ate char kway teow at far east plaza. since it was my first time meeting gerard after a few years, i was trying to get used to his language initially. luke said that we were like venus and mars.it sort of amused him just watching both of us communicate.i mean, we both spoke english, but somehow, our wavelengths seemed to meet

xi'an and shanghai

2005-08-22T02:28:00.000-07:00

my mum and i will go traveling in China soon, in the first week of september. if it all works out, we will spend 3 days in Xi'an( http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Xi'an)and 2 in Shanghai(http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Shanghai)one seems like the city of the past, and another is like the place of the future.what would it be like to go from one to another, in less than 3 hours? i remembered going back to

love in the time of cholera

2005-08-14T05:10:00.000-07:00

i just finished reading the book, Love in the Time of Cholera, by Gabriel Garcia Marquez. It was about a man, Florentino Ariza, who fell deeply in love with Fermina Daza. However, circumstances did not allow them to come together, and Fermina got married to another man. Her husband eventually died, and it was fifty-one years, nine months, and four days since Florentino declared his love for

Wandering into a place and beyond

sketches of the moment

dreamless

life beyond the circus

fire

exit from a dream

empty space

abandoning the other