"i'll like a drop of rainwater refracting light...
and a dash of illumination across the endless dark too."

Saturday, March 26, 2011

recently, some gentle currents of troubled waters prompted fish to do some reflection on faith, hope and love.

love put into action is but trying to see through the eyes of those who love us and through the eyes of those whom we love. to experience love is more than feeling the emotions that stir one's heart. because true love endures, it encompasses self-sacrifice, both ideally and practically.

to learn to love someone who loves us, we have to first begin to genuinely love ourselves, and to love ourselves means so much more than indulging ourselves, it sometimes involve us saying 'no' to ourselves. as contradicting as it may seem, at times somehow, the depth of our love is actually proportional to the intensity of consciousness and painfulness in each and every decision-making step we take in our lives.

to find the light at the end of the tunnel, we need hope to take our first step, faith to keep us going when we lose sight of the light and eventually each struggle we make along the way will then testify to our love.

the journey of life was never about the beginning and the end - it has always been about the 'getting there'. life's meaning and purpose was never meant to be figured out - one needs to seek it.

Tuesday, March 15, 2011

at times when i run out of words, i like to paint a picture.
in this picture, i see a sea.
in the sea, lies a bottle, and in the bottle lies a little note.

"start somewhere, anywhere, then learn, to move on. at the sea, we feel lost when we lose our anchor. some spend a lifetime wishing they'd find back that exact spot where they lost their anchors and realise that they never really will. some find it hard to swim against the currents and lose their strength. and some learn to find the faith and the hope to believe in the sea, that its currents will bring them ashore one day, so that they may start life anew, somewhere. the sea of time heals, only if you allow it to. its alright to not swim against it, but stay afloat, no matter how hard it gets, and believe that you will find the shore you truly belong to one day, someday."

for what is hope, but something free, yet something that brings strength to those who refuse to let it go? and what is faith but not seeing, yet believe?

Wednesday, March 9, 2011

caching of the witty vibrassie,
heads notched on a starboard.
the witty vibrasse swayed,
back down, a trickling sensation entailed curtailment,
as the mob of the hollow tribe embarked on the quest for the crystal of nothingness,
so did missings of the endearing misgivings ensued.
"no matter how fast light travels, it finds the darkness has always gotten there first and is waiting for it."
"who is more foolish, the child afraid of the dark or the man afraid of the light?"
"the only necessary for evil to flourish is for good men to do nothing."
for where darkness is, light can exists, yet where light is found, there is no room for darkness.
the fallacy you once tried to believe in, and the truth you constantly evaded;
they return to haunt you yet again.
no effort put into running, you stood your ground.
no, you can't face the sun, yet the dark cave you abhor!

when then, will your insufficiencies crumble beneath your feet?
when then, will your desires cease to tangle your soul?
when then, will you ever find rest and feel naught and naught?

when then, can you be yours and yours alone?
till then, i shall long for that i no longer longs for.