Disenchantment - Hidden Hearts

Colossians 3:11
"Here there is neither Greek nor Jew, circumcised nor uncircumcised, barbarian, Scythian, slave nor free, but Christ is all and in all."

We bleed red, and hurt pain.
We weep sorrow, and belch disgust.
We feel as much love;
As we do hate.

Just like you.

Don't tempt us.

Wind, Water, Clouds & Cold

Ever felt how your life could have turned out if only you had 'gone-getta', so to speak?

Today was a day of epiphanies, what with the interlocking coincidences that potentially enabled our lives to cross paths anyhow, albeit the precipitation of a doppelganger-ed decision.

Is this fate?

Minds are as fickle as the iridescence of a butterfly wing. Had we chose a different life then, our lives would inexorably be intertwined together regardless.

Is this fate?

And as I write this, snow is falling.
Each flake an intricate design true to the rigidity of algorithms and geometry, yet never the same; Fluid in its formation, leaving without a whisper.
Mimicry of the human journey within the confines of a water droplet.

We descent down the sky of time, each a path that can never be repeated, eventually disappearing, traceless.

And we wonder, what if the wind had blown the other way?

To Dissect My Emotions

A beautiful picture, taken by a super talented photographer
*Slightly blurry due to the fact that I took it from Facebook.*

It was a fun day!

On another note:

I'm missing something.

It's like there's this empty hole in my heart, its presence ever the more profound by its invisibility, gnawing away at the threads that hold my fragmented psyche together.

I miss something. But, what?

Why does my heart ache so?

Have you ever had a dream? One in which you wake up from knowing what it is that concluded, yet you never could pinpoint its details?

One in which the emotions linger, but you never could remember?

That's how I feel.

Pondering...

Two-Face: Only A Batman Dilemma?

"You either die a hero, or live long enough to see yourself become the villain."

:)

Glasgow, Scotland

Glasgow is a drear. There I said it.

If cities were to ever take up ethereal forms and walk the face of the earth, Glasgow would be the weird-ass emo kid who throws stones at cats and have scratch marks on his wrists; who happens to also have an unlimited supply of black mascara and a wardrobe consisting of two tones - black and blacker.

Seriously, it's friggin' cold already. What's up with the rain? And the 'lights out' at 4 in the afternoon? Dude, I know you're brooding, but really? Is your life THAT messed up?

Oh, and the WIND. Don't even get me started on that. Arctic winds. Winds that blow from the freakin' Arctic, where everything is basically ice, snow and/or frozen.

Geez.

And then, you get nights like this.

Balmy nights. Nights that make you want to look up at the endless expanse of Universe enveloping the midnight blue sky.

Nights that make you feel, maybe everything will be alright. Nights that are cool, but not too cold. Warm, yet not too hot.

Nights that are perfect.

And it's these glimpses of perfection, that makes the flaws okay. It's these glimpses that make the wait worthwhile.

Maybe, if you give that emo kid a chance, he'll give you a smile.
And you'll realize that, despite his exterior;

He's really beautiful inside.

I Love You, And I'm Gonna Say It Out Now

Alright. You're totally cruel, pulling me along like this. You come and you go, and when I'm not with you, I feel like a part of me is missing.

I just have to get it out of my system. Not being with you is too much for me to bear. Every picture, every thought, every touch, reminds me of you, and the time we spent together. I tried to forget about you. It's definitely not working.

And it's hurting me.

It hurts to know I won't be able to walk under your radiance.

It hurts to know I won't be able to feel the soft caresses of your touch.

It hurts, because in your arms, it is then when I am home.

I love you. Truly and dearly, and no one can take that away from us.

I love you,




Malaysia.

Who Died, and Made You King of Anything

I am totally in LOVE with this song right now! :D

Keep drinkin' coffee
Stare me down across the table
While I look outside

So many things I'd say if only I were able
But I just keep quiet
And count the cars that pass by

You've got opinions, man
We're all entitled to 'em
But I never asked

So let me thank you for time
And try to not waste any more of mine
Get out of here fast

I hate to break it to you babe
But I'm not drowning
There's no one here to save

Who cares if you disagree
You are not me
Who made you king of anything
So you dare tell me who to be
Who died
And made you king of anything

You sound so innocent
All full of good intent
You swear you know best

But you expect me to
Jump up on board with you
Ride off into your delusional sunset

I'm not the one who's lost
With no direction oh
But you won't ever see

You're so busy makin' maps
With my name on them in all caps
You got the talkin' down just not the listening

And who cares if you disagree
You are not me
Who made you king of anything
So you dare tell me who to be
Who died
And made you king of anything

All my life
I've tried
To make everybody happy while I
Just hurt
And hide
Waitin' for someone to tell me it's my turn
To decide

Who cares if you disagree
You are not me
Who made you king of anything
So you dare tell me who to be
Who died
And made you king of anything

Who cares if you disagree
You are not me
Who made you king of anything
So you dare tell me who to be
Who died
And made you king of anything

Let me hold your crown, babe

Wahaha! You're OLD!!!

Hitting the big TWO-ZERO, eh?

You're practically in middle-middle age!

Lim Chiew Vien, Cheah Kit Yee and Amylene Yap,



HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!!!!

Gratitude

Dear all,

List down five (5) instances that occurred today in which you felt you were blessed or that you have reason to be thankful for.



To whom it may concern,

These are my five (5) things:

1. Today I managed to present everything I had prepared for during the Controlled Drug case law presentation.
2. Today a dear friend of mine cooked chick-kut-teh for dinner, which was delicious and also a familiar taste of home.
   
3. Today, my friends and I had a great conversation in which we laughed and laughed.
4. Today is my friend, Amy's birthday, and tomorrow will be Kit Yee's and Chiew Vien's birthday. More cake, yay!
   
5. Today, I felt happy.

Thank you for reading. :)

Seasonal Affective Disorder

Seasonal Affective Disorder, also known as the 'winter blues' commonly occur during the winter months of September to April, particularly during the deepest of the season.

Symptoms:

• Depression
• Sleep problems (insomnia/ sleeping too much/ at odd hours)
• Lethargy
• Overeating
• Physical symptoms (infections, joint pain etc.)

Causes:

• Lack of bright light during winter. Nerve centres in our brain controlling our daily rhythms and moods are stimulated by the amount of light entering the eyes. As night falls, the pineal gland starts to produce a substance called melatonin that tells our body clock it's night time; bright light at daybreak is the signal for the gland to stop producing this melatonin. But on dull winter days, especially indoors, not enough light is received to trigger this waking up process.Light is also linked to serotonin (also known as or 5HT), a neurotransmitter in the brain.

Treatment:

• Get as much bright light everyday as possible. The preferred level of light is about as bright as a spring morning on a clear day and for most people sitting in front of a light like this for around 30 minutes a day will be sufficient to alleviate the symptoms. You don't have to stare at the light, so you can watch TV or read or similar, just make sure that light reaches your eyes.
  

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We Cry and Cry, Yet Burdens Can't Pass Through Tear Ducts

Maybe it's becoming too heavy, maybe it's taken THIS long to sink in.
Maybe it's normal, maybe it's not.

Regardless, a good cry is just what the doctor orders in situations like these.

Crying is like getting drunk.
We get a temporary high from expressing our emotion at its pinnacle, and for once, we let go of our barriers.
(Plus, the hyperventilation kinda leaves your brain oxygen-deprived and struggling to remember what actually happened - hangover sans the unpleasant painful symptoms)

The morning after, our problems will still exist, as strongly as ever.

But at least we get a release.

*Obviously minus the alcohol addiction, although we may get hooked on self-pity.*



You know the phrase - That a picture "speaks a thousand words".
That's cause, regardless of what we say or do, our colours speak on our behalf.

Our colours define us.

Our colours define how people define us.

And our colours will make sure, we always stand out.

"Do what you like, and say what you feel;
Because those that matter don't mind, and those that mind don't matter"

Amen to that, bro.