Saturday, October 16, 2004

today



today i saw you again
and today i wept
for after today i doubt
that we would ever cross paths again

i've lost meaning in the little world
beside my lcd monitor of glass sand and water
maybe it's time to give it all up
it has ceased to bring me happiness

hapiness.
the sorrow of those who don't have it
the pain of the destitute
the wound of paradise lost.

Thursday, October 14, 2004

plastic beauty

and you came to me
with bright sparkling eyes
too innocent to look at
sacriligeous to think of
why do you try so hard to fit in
when you were made to stand out

a friend and i were idly chatting about how he's going to backup his 40gb of movies and batman and x-men and southpark and whatever tv series and movies that he has so painstakingly downloaded over the months.

me : " but what's the point in doing all these...nothing lasts forever, who knows you may not even have the time to watch them"
friend : " keep lah, then 10 years from now you can watch again...force our kids to watch with us"
me: " you won't have the time controlling those little monsters, let alone sitting down and watching batman with them. morever 10 years from know we probably won't be using cds anymore"
friend : "ya hor...little bastards. but i'll worry about that later"

*spastic laughter ensues*

btw i got my lumix fx-7 today. quite cool to hate. the shopowner even threw in a semi-hard case for me


Tuesday, October 12, 2004

happiness

as i waited at the bus berth for 282 after a rather unproductive, but expected night of wasteful expenditure, i can't help but notice that almost everyone who walked past wore the same listless and rather unhappy look on their faces. noticebly, about 5 girls who,had actually no relation to each other said goodbye to their clique of friends/boyfriend on 5 different occasions on this same humid night put on the same expression after they were done with their goodbyes...

does everyone look so bored once the fun is over?

if so, then what's the point of being happy, if it only lasts awhile

sensuous ecstatic melancholic joy.

what is the actual value of happiness after we minus off the bidding of farewell hugs and kisses, when enjoyment ends or when finances run out, when loved ones die when day turns to night and vice versa

So much for all the fun we had, it served well
and now it's' gone and they're wasted on time.
So much for your lingering sense of attraction, it served well
and now it's gone and now i've no time left.
So much for this hazy night, it served well
and now it's gone and i've wasted it away.