Youngest kid of six with an inferiority and black sheep complex, but determined that God saves not just his soul to heaven but the remainder of his manic-depressive life, so others won't say he became a Christian and remained a jerk.


On identity
i won't be transparent before i'm opaque. and you'll get to know me starting from the small things: who my favourite bands are. what kind of movies i like. who are my heroes.

On Christianity
I’m convinced that when confronted with sincere, real love, the Jesus factor will become obvious. But let’s not plant the cross before we carry it. I’m not trying to con you.

On dreams
Some dreams are meant to be achieved. I know that. But maybe other dreams are meant to drive us, privately. Never known to anyone but ourselves.


On melancholy
It is a sadness that, when choosing between crying and sighing, will choose sighing. I'd almost say that melancholy is being sad about sadness itself.

On memory and nostalgia
It saddens me when life moves forward and people decide that certain things are worth forgetting.

On language
I've learnt that the word irregardless is filed as a non-standard word in the English language. That's a lexicographer's way of saying it's not a real word.

On politics
Crowds are fickle things. So when we stand in the thousands and cry against the present government, do we know who we're actually crying for?

On society
People always want the best for themselves. But I want to sometimes take second or third or fourth best, just so that the loser down the road doesn't always have to come in last. It must feel like shit to always come in last.

On growing old
Leasehold property make me feel sad. It doesn't matter how old the family photos are that you put on your wall. It's your family but it's not really your wall.

On philosophy
I ask you, if God loves everyone, and if God is also incapable of loving evil, how can there be such a thing as an evil man?

On a daily basis
One line quips, like this.


Thursday, September 07, 2006
I'm having one of those strange days.

First, i do my routine stop at Adrian's blog and i read this.

"For a change, I would like to meet someone who is actually living in their 'moment'. The moment where nothing in the past nor the future could compare."

Then, i try my luck with a Liverpool FC writer, Paul Tomkins, and i get this.

"Søren Aabye Kierkegaard (the 19th Century Danish existentialist philosopher, not the promising Brondby reserve left-back) spoke about living in the moment: how we don't appreciate life while it's taking place; that we only fully understand or acknowlege the true significance of events when we look back – sometimes doing so years later, when we're old, and regret the lateness of our epiphanies."

And then, i decide to stop by Sivin Kit's blog and the very first thing i read is this.

"Thanks Stephen Sheild for this great quote. "Here is what I think God is saying to each of us, 'Abandon your plans of escape. And Be where you are. '"- Kyle Lake (1972 - 2005)"

I think someone's trying to tell me something.


Genusfrog [ 3:27 pm ]


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