At the gate.....

Sun afternoon.....

wonder why i even created this thing when i juz loath the era manipulated by tech and wires? oh well...maybe am juz bored....

wonder y on Sundays...it's so peaceful u cn't even spot human activities....not a single soul on the street...only an occasional car or Mrt every few mins...when u view out the window....all in town?..... town's so stuffed tat i wonder whether i'm shopping or juz looking at the endless crowds...and what's up with all the donations?....And now u see pple collecting donations for Arts?.....Charity or beggar streets?....ok i admit we are deprived....

Juz watched the movie oldboy last night...gawd...am struck straight in the face again and the images haven't fade....it's really fascinating wat the brains can create or issit imagination+humanity+reality...oh watever....some films(sympathy for Mr vengence comes into mind) are juz like mirrors.....the light is shed...u feel the horrors....i cn't say it's my fav. film...it was not exactly easy to digest such a morally comflicting, bizaare..... film....it's the most unique film i've seen thus far other than save the green planet(i noe a crappy title but not a bad film at all)...it's cinematography....the mood and feel...awesome....

One of the quotes's really memorable...." Although i am no better than a beast, do i not have the right to live?" ....makes u think isn't it....before i watched the show...was thinking a beast deviod of humanity shldn't live....but then again...they can have traces of humanity but their actions may seem otherwise?...guilt turns to revenge to extreme violence...the director seems to justify this point...abt the conflictig moral issues which makes it hard to watch....someone commented tat dn't we all love to be blinded by the truthful realities and pretend to ignore and say...oh it's really nt right...but it's in action everywhere?....u still see young prostitutes and extreme violence....pple do not love to be reminded by such stuffs....but unfortunately it's there....thinking abt it...it does makes sense....here's a poem where th first 2 lines appeared in show:

Solitude.

Laugh, and the world laughs with you ;
Weep, and you weep alone,
For the sad old earth must borrow its mirth,
But has trouble enough of its own.
Sing, and the hills will answer ;
Sigh, it is lost on the air.
The echoes bound to a joyful sound,
But are slow to voice your care.

Rejoice, and men will seek you ;
Grieve, and they turn and go.
They want full measure of all your pleasure,
But they do not need your woe.
Be glad, and your friends are many ;
Be sad, and you lose them all.
There are none to decline your nectared wine,
But alone you must drink life's gall.

Feast, and your halls are crowded ;
Fast, and the world goes by.
Succeed and give, and it helps you live,
But no man can help you die.
There is room in the halls of pleasure
For a large and lordly train,
But one by one we must all file on
Through the narrow aisles of pain.

a sad poem....but issit really like tat....Laugh, and the world laughs with you ; Weep, and you weep alone, .....

ok am babbling too much....
cn't believe i've actually wrote so much.... as "opening ceremony" i guess....haha
probably the rest of the days will come in blank....nt my habit to write stuffs....

signing off......