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.


Tuesday, January 13, 2009

It's frightening to talk about your dreams. i've learned the hard way that when you have a dream to do something or be someone, that maybe it's a good idea to keep it to yourself.

i've opened up my mouth a lot. too much. to too many people. some have kept my dreams in a good place. they push me along and sometimes they don't say anything. but if you share your dreams with too many people, someone is bound to mishandle it. maybe someone will make it sound like a stupid dream to have. or someone will be uninterested. or someone will jump in and share that dream with you, and then jump out just as quickly. i've been on both sides. i know now to keep my mouth shut.

nobody expects anything from someone who doesn't set himself up. some days, i wish i spent the last ten years playing my cards a lot closer to my chest. because once you've shared your dream, a bit of its magic goes away. it starts that maturing process where it ends up in one of two places: fulfilment or the scrapheap. and maybe some of our dreams are less serious, but it's planted in our hearts anyway. and maybe we don't want the magic of that dream consigned to a scrapheap. maybe we prefer for that dream to burn privately inside us than get out and fail.

some dreams are meant to be achieved. i know that. but maybe only some. maybe other dreams are meant to drive us, but privately. never spoken. never known to anyone but ourselves.


Genusfrog [ 5:45 pm ]


  • It comes down to timing. Know when a dream is ripe to be brought into the open. This means spending time and effort in cultivating it first.

    You also have to know why you're sharing it, instead of letting it out because it's there and you want to unload.

    By Anonymous Anonymous, at 12:29 am  

  • hey it's really weird...i was driving to work this morning and was just thinking about people and dreams in general...can't really recall what came out of it all but I did remember thinking to myself...ahhh fergus is one of 'em ppl who has a dream. that's awesome.

    and then i read this ....

    By Anonymous Jaz, at 11:45 pm  

  • I once had a dream about motorbike bar handles. I told someone and they mishandled them

    By Blogger The Geek, at 4:37 pm  

  • tell your dreams and ignore the negative comments.

    By Blogger oomoo, at 10:06 pm  

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