renewed ; reinvented

the past 2 days were spent on an island east of malaysia called tioman.
life over there was really an "island life" and not like the one which SDC so blatantly took and branded Sentosa with. the folks there were simple and though they were poor in the eyes of us city dwellers, they were truly happy.
it didn't take me long to realise that i could easily have that kind of life if i just decided to shut myself off from the rest of the world which i live in now. to just drop everything that invisibly tied me to them and escape.
and during those few moments of taking in the salty air and tasting the spray of the sea at 20 knots i decided that to do the latter would be denying myself of being a survivor of the urban jungle. no doubt the island was beautiful, but i have my own waves to battle.
snorkelling, frolicking, dancing in the ocean, i never felt so free to be so helpless in the sea but yet in control. maybe i should run away from home more often. maybe such things in life were meant to make Life less shitty though only for a moment in time.
a pity the island of tioman is dying though, with its obnoxious tourists who carelessly trample and litter its marine sanctuary not forgetting the destruction of her forests for more resorts.

they paved paradise to put up a parking lot.





after all the birds have left the beach
you have to swim alone
you have to come back home
twenty days turns into twenty weeks
and memories left at sea
have washed upon the beach

once a wave of joy came over me
i paid it great attention
and it collapsed on me
and since then Life seemed so nasty

i could find a life beyond this beach
i'll build a simple house
away from maddenning crowds
simple plans for a simple man
for of what worth when Death arrives
i pay it no attention
and then it supports me.

after all the birds have left the beach
you have to swim alone
you have to come back home
twenty days turns into twenty weeks
and memories left at sea
have washed upon the beach