Who knows where the time goes?
It has been awfully long week since my last post and I’m feeling the doldrums.
I’m picking it up from here sluggishly and it has relation to what I’m gonna announce later in this post
I’m listening to Five for Fighting newest single “100 Years” and its pretty good, it has some awesome piano pieces.
Its the same person who sang “Superman”. I was on the train to school when i first heard it on the radio and it moved me, considering not many songs affect me as this particular song does … as i kinda very much can relate to it lah.
John Ondrasik, the singer has this quality to his voice that just gets on my nerve .. in a good way of course. “100 Years” is a meditation on the poetry of time passing (taken from fiveforfighting.com)
The song is about life experiences … MINE and YOURS
Grab hold of it people! Coz before you knows it, at the blink of an eye its gone.
Hearing the song it reminds me of my first crush … first kiss … first heartbreak and if you are on the same journey as me, remember it, cherish it.
Listen to the song closely, the lyrics will transport you back to past facets of your life.
I’m juz loving this song at the moment. I hope hearing the song on my blog, it will inspire and in some sense motivate ya
Well people back to blogging … Life is kinda short – sometimes too short i guess.
I think I’ve sat way too long on my ass and stare at flashing cathode ray tubes of The World Wide Web.
A momentary diversion from the crap-hole of life I’m leading perhaps? Well I do try to make the world a better place in my own little way, and that is all we can do in this life.
Well the point I’m trying to make out of this ramblings, i need greener pasture … its time for me move on
I feel that my blog posts has been far from frequent these few months. And in the last few weeks, I’ve been toying with the idea to quit blogging.
I’d gotten ridiculously bored with it, uninspired and just tired when typing my pieces. Rather than let it be pile of outdated thoughts, i might as well go out when I’m still alive and kicking.
Its not the end though, i might make my return one day. Who knows … This blog in the past 2 years has very much been a part of my identity.
My first and only journal i can actually rely on to talk or reminisce about at the time, about the things which may not be important 5 years … even 5 seconds from now on.
Of course there’s much more to me than reading this online diary of mine, you actually need a deeper two-way conversations with the person unless you truly want to know someone
I love the people who stopped by and read what I’ve wrote. The comments, encouragement, flames and suck-ups are just what i needed to make my day.
I thank you all, new or old visitors … for stopping to take notice and/or make sure I’m doing ok.
And I hope it always stays that way even when I’m not updating anymore!
I feel its important to share with you, the reader, the purpose, this poem was for which i stumbled upon the Internet. I know its common for people to realize their own mortality when death is so close to home, but this poem for me, is about more than life or death, its about carrying on, thank you for all the years people
GOODBYE ALL
I’ve been blessed,
With sparkling eyes
And wet lips,
With hands able to labor,
Feet ready to endeavor,
A heart that already knows the journey.I’ve been blessed,
With a friend who knows all my names
And still comes to call on me after the mad-seasons,
With lovers and poets who are more like kin than rivals,
You could be my enemy and i could be your friend,
i promise that someday the wars will endBecause I’m ready to stand for peace,
I’ve out-grown anger and rage,
Now i like to shimmer and i like to smolderBecause it makes me glow hotter.
I’ve been blessed,
With the gift of verse
Not only to spit it, but to drink it just the same,
Sometimes i am complete in the silence,
Without having to be the voice that slays it,
But the ear that praises it.I’ve been blessed,
To share the final moments with someone,
To watch their eyes dull and their spirit leave this world,
To appreciate life even when i cruse being born.I’ve been blessed,
To know that I’m always going to be living,
Somewhere, somehow
Still existing
If only in pages and beats
