Monday, October 29, 2007

...And as the quaker moves plowing the field with his hands, my being spreads out to take note of the vast plain before me. To be. To finally be free. From the chains that bind my soul, my heart. I am once more like the child of a quiet beginning (well, not really... :)).

Tuesday, October 23, 2007

And so it is... As the wicked crow overlooks the wretched earth below, pluming with dying embers and billows of smoke, a vain manufacture of detestable destruction--- he quietly shakes off the light ash covering his feathers then flies out to greener pasture.

Sunday, October 07, 2007

Didn't realize that I have always been a die-hard Police fan after all. Back in the day, when cds haven't been invented and cassette tapes are a rare prized possession for someone like me, I depended on the radio to listen to what is out there. And for whatever lack of ability or what not, for the life of me I could never associate the song with the band who played it. But now I can, of course. I have finally, on the ipod, the best, baaaad!!! (hehe), entire collection of songs by Sting and his crew. Amazing!!! Did I tell people how rotten I felt overhearing from a distance the reunion concert they had about six months ago? Man, I was feeling so sore thinking I could have been there while they were playing the classics ---Roxanne, Every Breath You Take, Message in A Bottle, and, of course, the song below.
Man. I should have been there. I really should have been there... tsk. tsk. Too bad. Besides, I could have saved $400 for the ticket easy, right? Yeah, sure. Haha!!! Oh well, maybe one day... when me and my friends can afford to skip buying expensive pain killers for our arthritic knuckles only so we can see them play... hehehehe!! (Arrgh!!! My knees!!!!)
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Every Little Thing She Does Is Magic
The Police

...Though Ive tried before to tell her
Of the feelings I have for her in my heart
Every time that I come near her
I just lose my nerve
As Ive done from the start...

...Do I have to tell the story
Of a thousand rainy days since we first met
Its a big enough umbrella
But its always me that ends up getting wet!!!

Every little thing she does is magic
Everything she do just turns me on
Even though my life before was tragic
Now I know my love for her goes on

...I resolve to call her up a thousand times a day
And ask her if she'll marry me in some old fashioned way
But my silent fears have gripped me
Long before I reach the phone
Long before my tongue has tripped me
Must I always be alone?!!

Every little thing she does is magic
Everything she do just turns me on
Even though my life before was tragic
Now I know my love for her goes on

Wednesday, October 03, 2007

After thirty-three years of living, the following has come to me to be the single moral story life has taught me---
"...After we examine our lives and understand the essence of ourselves and our lives, we have to act decisively. Otherwise, we have empty knowledge and empty lives. The point is not to simply know what to do, but to actually do it."
-Stallone, 2007