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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. CHAT
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Tuesday, June 30, 2009
 I've had this self-styled quote on a strip of paper stuck to the top of my monitor for years. today, i'm consigning it to the bin. i never really knew what it meant. but it's strange, that today of all days, with all the uncertainty of the world before me, i put this quote down. there, buddy. come down. Labels: memory and nostalgia, quote Genusfrog [
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Friday, June 26, 2009
 Michael jackson died? oh, boo bloody hoo. everyone's going beserk on twitter today saying that he's such a loss and that he'll be missed. really? is anyone really gonna miss him? i think it's all a big glossy lie. no? oh how come? maybe it's because since nevermind expelled dangerous from the top of the billboard charts in 1991, he's been culturally irrelevant for what, 17 years. maybe it's because he hasn't put out any real music since 1995. and maybe it's because we're all so sick and disenchanted that the child star everyone loved grew into everything we fear for our own children. no, seriously. when we say that michael jackson will be missed, exactly what are we planning to miss? seeing him live? hearing him on the radio? buying his "next" record? the right time to miss those things was in 1992. the man had two good records. TWO: thriller and bad. and bad wasn't even near thriller. and you can't even miss him because of those records because you can put them on anytime you like. so really, in what way does michael jackson's death make today's sky any less blue than yesterday's? the man's been dead for years. his death this morning just confirms it. i won't miss him, not one bit. his legacy is in every singing/dancing more shallow version of a solo artiste around today, and even that i can do without. the best parts of his career are in the can and the rest is in the casket. no tear shed. Labels: death Genusfrog [
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Friday, June 19, 2009
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Thursday, June 18, 2009
 It takes a lot to make me like the 80s. ok maybe that was true of me up to mid last year. then the starflyer album showed up and this whole 80s revival started making in-roads into my heart. a few weeks ago, it was the new bon voyage album. ooh, nice. and then last week, the cupid of 80s love struck one proper arrow into me and now i'm completely in love. the band in question is golden silvers. to be fair, they didn't win me over purely on their 80s revival sound. there are many moments on their debut record where their harmonies sound like the beach boys, or when the singing made me check if this was a pete doherty side project (it's not). but after about seven days of solid non-stop spinning, it's the 80s numbers that have hooked me. it's the new new romanticism. it's kitsch 80s parody. it's sublime retro pop that's generic yet original. sigh. i've lost all objectivity with these boys. here's to the highlight of my music listening for 2009: golden silvers. Labels: review Genusfrog [
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Wednesday, June 17, 2009
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Tuesday, June 16, 2009
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Thursday, June 11, 2009
 The context: we're heading straight from work for a shoot with fai's company, beanworks. Athalia: what do you want to have for dinner?
Fergus: hmmmmmmmm to be very honest not much what would you like? Athalia: bubba gumps with a milkshake from mcd's Fergus: :O Athalia: and maybe some green tea ice-cream can? Fergus: can put it on beanworks :D heheheh Athalia: dowan I prefer to put it on a table easier to eat Fergus: qahahahahaha!@!!1! Genusfrog [
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Wednesday, June 10, 2009
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Monday, June 01, 2009
 Blessed are those who hunger and thirst for righteousness for they shall be filled. when i seriously get into a piece of work, i tend to forget everything else. i forget that i need to sleep. i forget that i need the loo, or to shower. and i forget to eat and drink. maybe that's a bit like the beatitude. because when we seriously get into the business of life, it's easy to forget about righteousness. it's certainly easy to not hunger and thirst for it, like how we hunger and thirst for food. hunger and thirst for food is habitual. it's routine and repetitive, and in a span of one day, we are physiologically reminded of it three maybe four times. but righteousness is not like that, is it? who among us has a spiritual pop-up that reminds us, on a daily basis, that it's righteousness time? yet, the beatitude is instinctive and daily. it's not implying something seasonal, or in spurts. godliness is an everyday thing. blessed are those who long for godliness every day. they will have a meaningful life. i'm amazed at the nourishment metaphor. jesus once said "my food is to do the will of him who sent me". that's his food. that's what he hungers and thirsts for. it's what nourishes him. fills him. satisfies him. satiates him. sustains him. doing the will of the father. that is food. like clockwork. hunger and thirst. blessed are those who feel the need for God's work. they will never run dry. Labels: bible, christianity |