i haven't written in quite a while. and i feel there's some need for output cos there's been so much input but that moment of revelation just refuses to come. i don't think it helps that i feel tired and rather sleepy.
i don't know why my schedule fills up so fast! ugh. barely out of SOW and my next week is full already (and the following one is filling up super fast!!) and all i want is just to... bleh. watch heroes, jap drama, read my 2 library books, read henri nouwen, read graphic novels, resume hollywoodclicks.com, go ado, get spoonfed abt theology and canonical teachings, play bmt, have nice chats over cocktails & coffees and write.
there's many things i wanna do and focus and pursue but i can't give up other priorities too cos i have commitments and i am accountable - to ppl most of all. and so i rush here and there and in that, i never fully see things to their end. and i've been struggling too much to balance on the tightrope i think. i need to rediscover the secret of riding the waves.
art, i think, in a very raw way, is ultimately cathartic. to say that that is its defn would be presumptuous; but definitely an element. form and substance - beauty is the form; truth is the substance. that is how the journey is made from the head to the heart.
in the sandman, the desert is known as the Soft Places - edge of the Dreaming. and it is at this barrenness, this emptiness, this dryness that the connection is made between that which is Dream and that which is not. and with this, i compose my next post =)
Name: Foo Guo Zhong Melvyn
Age: 19+
Affiliations: MSHS (Pri), Rosyth, RI, RJC, SFX (LoG)
Bday: 14th Nov
Email: mel_protoss@hotmail.com
i haven't written in quite a while. and i feel there's some need for output cos there's been so much input but that moment of revelation just refuses to come. i don't think it helps that i feel tired and rather sleepy.
i don't know why my schedule fills up so fast! ugh. barely out of SOW and my next week is full already (and the following one is filling up super fast!!) and all i want is just to... bleh. watch heroes, jap drama, read my 2 library books, read henri nouwen, read graphic novels, resume hollywoodclicks.com, go ado, get spoonfed abt theology and canonical teachings, play bmt, have nice chats over cocktails & coffees and write.
there's many things i wanna do and focus and pursue but i can't give up other priorities too cos i have commitments and i am accountable - to ppl most of all. and so i rush here and there and in that, i never fully see things to their end. and i've been struggling too much to balance on the tightrope i think. i need to rediscover the secret of riding the waves.
art, i think, in a very raw way, is ultimately cathartic. to say that that is its defn would be presumptuous; but definitely an element. form and substance - beauty is the form; truth is the substance. that is how the journey is made from the head to the heart.
in the sandman, the desert is known as the Soft Places - edge of the Dreaming. and it is at this barrenness, this emptiness, this dryness that the connection is made between that which is Dream and that which is not. and with this, i compose my next post =)