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Obligation
It's always cold in the morning. When you're standing on your balcony staring out at absolutely nothing at 5 am the wind chills you to the bone. Because street lamps casting orange blots on a grey street empty of people give out no heat. The world is dead to you. You are dead to the world.
Atheism is a religion like not collecting stamps is a hobby. -- James Randi
Music draws it out of you
I haven't kept a good journal for a long, long time. Someday, when my memories are failing, and I look back, I fear I won't even remember what I regret. Well, this is a snapshot of me at 3am Thursday morning: I have graduated for more than half a year now, and I have been offered a permanent contract at my job, which I am taking. Not much of an achievement, I suppose, my parents must have envisioned something more glorious, and the child -- that is, the boy before he was hunched over by puberty and assholes -- would have been disappointed. I am earning a decent pay. I have a girlfriend. I have never felt more insecure. The point where you have anything is precisely the point where you can lose everything. The job could easily evaporate and the love is always strained by heart's inconstancy. Then again, it seems pure conceit to believe I actually own anything. Today I was amused by a colleague who said some people said I may have been a commando. Anyone looking at me -- short, frail, bespectacled -- should be able to see that I wouldn't last in infantry for a day, much less the fucking commandos. How easily belief overwhelms logos.
Oasis
Maybe when I die I will think back on the day I nearly got to chat with Noel Gallagher
Nothing is constant like the enduring sadness of evanescent beauty.
May Pompeian Venus Be Dear To You
2,000 years, nothing has changed. Nothing will change. Those who seek to change human nature will fail. In 2,000 years, men will still think with their penii. Wonderful Pompeii Graffitti Some were pretty sweet, really lends the place a truly tragic feel - people who loved lived here once: VIII (corridor in the theater); 2457: Methe, slave of Cominia, from Atella, loves Chrestus. May Pompeian Venus be dear to both of them and may they always live in harmony. VIII.2 (in the basilica); 1837: If you are able, but not willing, why do you put off our joy and kindle hope and tell me always to come back tomorrow. So, force me to die since you force me to live without you. Your gift will be to stop torturing me. Certainly, hope returns to the lover what it has once snatched away. VIII.2 (in the basilica); 1852: Pyrrhus to his colleague Chius: I grieve because I hear you have died; and so farewell. Some cool ones that made me LOL: VIII.7.6 (Inn of the Muledrivers; left of the door); 4957: We have wet the bed, host. I confess we have done wrong. If you want to know why, there was no chamber pot. VI.16.15 (atrium of the House of Pinarius); 6842: If anyone does not believe in Venus, they should gaze at my girl friend VIII.2 (in the basilica); 1880: The man I am having dinner with is a barbarian.
I'm bored, and I refuse to sleep.
Shudder of the week
Our neighbour to the north is making me bloody scared. Now the Syariah Court can come in and declare who is and who is not Muslim, and therefore remove whoever it likes from the civil court's jurisdiction? Too bad for you M Moorthy.
Copy, Paste
"You Can Have It All" I'll tell you what it's going to be like I saw you on the bus and that was that There's more to this than passing by There's more to this than meets the eye I'll tell you what it's going to be like I saw you on the bus, I saw your shoes They fell apart some time ago I'll buy some more in five years It's not my fault, I don't care I don't regret a single thing It's not my fault, I don't care I don't regret a single thing I'll tell you what its going to feel like You lost a limb and you can feel it If you leave, at night, not by my side Cause I'm not there to hold you too tight Leave, I'll tell you what its going to be like No you can never hold my hand If only they can know or understand That you and me are now together It's not my fault, I don't care I don't regret a single thing It's not my fault, I don't care I don't regret a single thing Oh oh, you can have it all, if that's alright Oh I will give it all to you, cause you never lied before And you can have it all, if that's alright And you can have it all, if it's alright, oh oh
Weird Thing I Learnt Today
Flipping through the encyclopedia of world history at Bartleby's today, I came across this factlet: 758: Muslim armies destroyed parts of the Chinese city of Canton. What the heck were Arab armies doing on the other end of the Asian continent? Google proved uncooperative. The first other mention was in History World: Seven years later the Arabs again demonstrate their strength with an impertinent gesture at the opposite extreme of the Chinese empire. Arriving in 758 along the trade route of the south China coast, they loot and burn Canton. but I managed to find a passage in the Catholic Encyclopedia which made a wee bit more sense, and got a little bit less of the crazed rampaging the passage above implied: In 758, a large Mohammedan colony, settled at Canton, rebelled, burnt their houses, and fled by sea. They had a large mosque (Hwei-sheng-sze), built under the T'ang dynasty, which was destroyed by fire in 1314, and rebuilt in 1349-51; only the ruins of a tower mark the site of the first building.
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