Wednesday, January 23, 2008
Animated tranquility
I who fell
A Fighter Who Fell
High on the mountain peaks of Timor
The grass grows
And warms the fractured bones
Of a fighter who fell.
Down on the grassy plains of Timor
A flower shows
And beautifies the bones
Of a fighter who fell
This is the hopeful life that grows
From life’s release
The life that every woman knows
Who calls for peace
With every waking breath
But not the peace of death.
Throughout the peaks and plains of Timor
The life-blood flows
And animates the bones
Of the fighter who fell.
Read another of his poem here (Link)
Two worthless rants from a Singapore peasant
I bought a Straits Time from 7-11 today and said to the shop keeper, it is fortunate that news paper price remains unchanged, or else it gets more expensive to stay inform. She says, “It is still too early to tell.” I think she is right.
Evening, I got this drink from nearby shop, which, by the way, has not increase a single cent since the “global phenomena” inflation kicks in. I urge him to support the gahmen market, at least increase a bit. Fervent supporter, just smile at me.
I just can’t find anymore 60 cents drink in Singapore

I just can’t find anymore 60 cents drink in Singapore
Friday, January 18, 2008
Youtube: Controversial autopsy video
Sunbath day – Shinning example
I, batman
I is very bad.
Wednesday, January 16, 2008
Approval

Every time when I was in that moment, I recall my first time, second time. I analyze character of Raynor, William, and now Ruth. It is always about how they want you to look at them.
This evening she threw a tremor again. I realize every time when she tries to express herself, she will look at, not Mummy, but me intensively. At this moment I understand the hidden language behind her action.
Am I behaving myself or not? Papa.
When we decided to stop breast feeding her, that part must have contributed to some degree of her awareness. Wife notices that her seek for attention has escalated. She, I dare say, feel that someone is coming to share her love.
I felt that I am not giving her enough, everyday now.
I am a desperate and exhausted Father, wishing Heaven can somehow fill my depleted passion again so I can give again.
I shall try again tonight
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Tuesday, January 15, 2008
The World is in your womb

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Humanity
Friday, January 11, 2008
Midnight Sunbath: Everyone also Dulan
“Wow, this also can increase price one meh, why huh?”
“Don’t know lah, you can go ask Lee Hsien Loong lor.”
Wow, 直呼名讳。Btw, this is my dinner tonight, poor also must eat. #$%^, if only I can get hold of a SAR-21.
Thursday, January 10, 2008
Journal of Santa Claus himself!
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Humanity
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