Friday, April 29, 2005

My visual aids to pass the hours in the lab...

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Just rearranged some of the postcards and pasted on the "Kingdom of Heaven"'s ones. Sigh... got alot of work but still felt so bored....sigh...

Thought of adding in a postcard with a side-way view of a naked guy with quite a gd body... It is a postcard of a Gay Musical Theater known as "Happy" that is going to start in Singapore soon... But it does not seems appropriate to paste it here. Haha... they might get heart attack.

爱,不一定会以什么样的形态降临。
爱,不一定会是温暖的,心安的或是仁慈的。
爱,有时候是残酷的,不仁的,甚至是在命运的裙摆下,喜好恶作剧的。
... ... 可是,人们依然会祈祷,祈祷有一天,爱能救赎一切。(李葳--爱与革命夜)


Another piece from the novel that I just finished. Love is selfish, one is always more selfish when it come to love. Thus sometimes it makes the relationship look worst than it is in actual fact.

Thursday, April 28, 2005

我在追寻着。。。

  我在追寻着。

  跌跌撞撞、坎坷曲折的道路上,我双脚满是被碎石扎出的伤口,
鲜血洒在我行走的道路上。

  我在追寻着一个解答。

  诞生到这世上的理由……

  流浪在人世间的理由……

  我追寻着、追寻着,疲惫又困顿,伤痕累累且心口满目疮痍。

  然后,我才知道,这一切都只为了你。

  与你相遇、与你邂逅。

  为你所伤、为你所悲、为你的喜忧、为你的爱。

  是你。就是你。你是解答。

  我,终于找到了。



李葳--爱与革命夜



Very beautifully written...sigh.... I'm still looking for that someone.. are you too?

Sunday, April 17, 2005

One sudden Thought

I just had this sentence pop up in my mind when I'm pouring some water for myself...one fine Sunday afternoon when no one else is at home and I have a slight headache (something tightens my head until it felt like compressing vertically...squeezing my brain...)

“神之境界谁能达到? 你,我还是他?”

Who has the power to control themselves, control others, create and destroy. "God" What is "god"? Someone, something or just some myths.

jibun no inochi no imi wa nani. jibun no sekai ni nani ga daisetsu na mono desu ka. Naze watashi wa umareta. Naze ima ikiteiru. Nan no imi ga aru. Nani ga watashi shitenakia.

Watashi no kokoro ni nan no kami ga iru ka. Akuma mo iru ka...

oshiete kudasai

Monday, April 04, 2005

清明时节雨纷纷

Rain...rain...rain... mom say it is because it is 清明节 (QingMing Festival), a Festival whereby we visit ur ancestors tombs, clean it and burn paper money for their use in the other world. There is a poem on this festival which involves plenty of rain, it goes like:

“清明时节雨纷纷,路上行人欲断魂, 借问酒家何处有,牧童遥指杏花村。”

Translation: Rain never stops during QingMing, everyone that walk past are sad, 'where is the pub' one ask, and the shephard points to XinHua village.

haha...something like that...very hard to translate chinese poems. haha....

Oh ya, our family went visit the tombs last night at 12 midnight...finished everything at 3.30am. Then we went for supper at the Famous Roti Prata Store, got back home only at 4.30 in the morning...haha...

Nothing spooky there, quite a number of people with the same idea as us to visit the tombs in the middle of the night. Slight drizzal too...but still okie. Bro-in-law brought his ghost detacter which non of us know how to use to see if he can find anything interesting.....too bad I think non of them wants to get close to him. haha...