Nature's first green is gold, Her hardest hue to hold Her early leaf's a flower; But only so an hour Then leaf subsides to leaf So Eden sank to grief,
So dawn goes down to day Nothing gold can stay -robert frost-
Friday, March 04, 2005
- 11:03 pm
you take too much of my mind; leave.
realisations that memory was ever a friend, and that realisation itself was of the greatest consequence; realisation that feelings and emotion do move- oftentimes too late. start believing people; the shows started a long time ago; its life. of emptiness separated by nothing that matters and by non existence; and its relation to the interlinkage of every being on this planet. no man is an island (actually some are. like that fat guy over there; hes got enough oil in him to float on water!) but to deny the fact that we are really as one, dominoes of consequence and desire stacked against one another waiting for a small touch to send everything to the fall whilst on the other hand sometimes a bottle of absolut stops that fall for a while and turns it into a spiral (oh look at those pretty lights. is it really christmas ma? or im i just seeing things? wait. thats a traffic light. whats it doing under my car?); a slow fall to anything but grace. realise; that to realise is bane to man himself and that to exist; realisation is required thus disputing the fact that existence is the basis of all reality. (take that russian existencialist guy! and why not you. yes you, the fascist humping his leg). what do i write all this for? i still dont know; and you probably dont know why you come for this piece of fuck passing of for an online diary. whoop dee doo!
moving on, moving up, moving out
its been two months at Jurong Junior College and im finally ready to leave. no, actually ive always been ready to leave. so there. im moving up and out; with applications to RJC and ACJC arts in the box and waiting for a speedy, favourable response. its saddens me deeply to leave; not because the teachers were great, or the facilities good (neither of which is true. in fact the direct opposite in its most spartan sense might be truer. fuck, theyve only just installed doors on the toilet cubicles!) but for its people. ive met so many new people in JJC, made so many friends i otherwise wouldnt have made and i guess luck had a lot to do with it. so i thank Sing To The Dawn for wrecking my studies the way it did and enriching me on the whole as a person, both pre and post production. so many new friends in school paying especial attention to my best friends there, Namita Narin Nabil Rupa Anasuya and Anjali; people i wont forget and will always remember with fondness. yuck; the overflow of warm sentiment in this post is haemorrhaging my brain with warning signals; fuck what the hell am i saying? this all sounds really dumbfucked and stupid.
take the flame and burn in the bright light of day what you would claim to be traits undesirable such that from the flames may be born anew whatever it may be that you may lay claim to as honourary statistic and understand the true nature of being; something about as easy as convincing a redneck that no, beer is not the elixir of life, and that yes, it is possible to live without it, even for the few hours at grandma bess' funeral.
its really strange how the world turns round its own little circles while moving round one huge circle to bring about constant change in the big picture. i guess this teaches quite a bit about why macromanagement is more important than micromanagement but im not really interested so why bother going on? just go back to reading your latest edition of golfing for pros or lawn bowls; the gene simmons way and wonder why i say any of this.
and pray that inspiration doth be kind enough to revisit
nothing gold can stay
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