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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.


MAIN THEMES

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.


OTHER THEMES

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.


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Monday, April 28, 2008
THE TOY SOLDIER'S LEGS

When i was young, i read a short story about two fellows who shared a toy soldier. it was a fine toy soldier, except that one of its legs was shorter than the other.

they sat down around the soldier and thought about what to do. the first fellow said "let's cut some off the other leg". the other fellow agreed. and so they cut some off the longer leg. as luck - or good storytelling - would have it, they ended up cutting too much off that leg.

so one leg was still shorter. just that it was now the other leg.

"what shall we do now?" the first fellow thought.
"i'll cut some off the first leg", the second fellow answered.

and so they cut some off the first leg. true to form, they cut too much off it, and the poor toy soldier still had one longer leg than another.

the story goes that by the time both legs were of the same length, there wasn't much leg left on either side of the soldier. and though he was now a stable soldier, he was also now a very short one.

today, i feel like that soldier.

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Genusfrog [ 10:12 am ]

4 Comments:

  • How come you feel very short today?

    By Blogger Athalia, at 10:25 am  

  • no, it's just the feet. in compensating for one, the other started feeling worse.

    By Blogger Genusfrog, at 10:29 am  

  • Actually...that was meant to be a bodoh comment.

    Maybe I should have said "But you're still not very stable, even though you're short."

    Joking ok?

    By Blogger Athalia, at 10:36 am  

  • that's true. i've to stuff paper under one of my legs just so i can sit down properly.

    By Blogger Genusfrog, at 10:37 am  

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