Hol Eye Days!
What started out as a late night online catching up with many a companion ended up a slumberless night cropped up in a couch with intellectual pornography
the delicious and tasty indulgence of delirious New York
"Manhattan is a counter Paris, an anti-London"
Rem Koolhaas
which after 50 enlightening pages preceded with sunrise, greeted with the morning set of lies otherwise known to many as the Straits Times, which clearly reflects on the period we live in.
Where we, led into lies...mostly unknown still go on with our daily lives.
A mere book chaser from a chaotic institution which I happen to end up in has ceased its activities and therefore I have too many minutes to waste of which I shall waste none of my "wasting time" on caring about the politics of other worldy matters. It is the holidays and I welcome it with my shoes.
Shoes that take me to 10 kilometers of familiar routes/places/views. Distance and site are not of concern here. The grand movie is the earth moving beneath the feet only separated by almost non-existent rubber soles. The music that emanates from the earphones. Lena Horne sends a spine chilling rendition of "I Got Rhythm" as I turn a corner.
"...I got music....Who can ask for anything more..."
The end line. What end? It's never the end. Ending would only mean the last song on the list which always ends up with Weezer or any other Band/Singer that starts with the last letters of the alphabet.
Never the destination
Not when one really is running one large circle (or in my case three of such). It is the journey, the air, the experience. There is no end, there is no meaning, there is no goal. What we gain though is much more, something one can only gain and never describe. Shiokness would be an understatement to what can be more than ecstasy.
Welcome to the days of aimless wander
Look forward to the days where there is nothing to look forward to
Don't Plan, don't foretell, the future is much more interesting that way.
Enjoy the now, enjoy the present and enjoy the journey, never the end.
Welcome to the holidays.
WOOHOO!!!!!!!!!!!
the delicious and tasty indulgence of delirious New York
"Manhattan is a counter Paris, an anti-London"
Rem Koolhaas
which after 50 enlightening pages preceded with sunrise, greeted with the morning set of lies otherwise known to many as the Straits Times, which clearly reflects on the period we live in.
Where we, led into lies...mostly unknown still go on with our daily lives.
A mere book chaser from a chaotic institution which I happen to end up in has ceased its activities and therefore I have too many minutes to waste of which I shall waste none of my "wasting time" on caring about the politics of other worldy matters. It is the holidays and I welcome it with my shoes.
Shoes that take me to 10 kilometers of familiar routes/places/views. Distance and site are not of concern here. The grand movie is the earth moving beneath the feet only separated by almost non-existent rubber soles. The music that emanates from the earphones. Lena Horne sends a spine chilling rendition of "I Got Rhythm" as I turn a corner.
"...I got music....Who can ask for anything more..."
The end line. What end? It's never the end. Ending would only mean the last song on the list which always ends up with Weezer or any other Band/Singer that starts with the last letters of the alphabet.
Never the destination
Not when one really is running one large circle (or in my case three of such). It is the journey, the air, the experience. There is no end, there is no meaning, there is no goal. What we gain though is much more, something one can only gain and never describe. Shiokness would be an understatement to what can be more than ecstasy.
Welcome to the days of aimless wander
Look forward to the days where there is nothing to look forward to
Don't Plan, don't foretell, the future is much more interesting that way.
Enjoy the now, enjoy the present and enjoy the journey, never the end.
Welcome to the holidays.
WOOHOO!!!!!!!!!!!
posted by Jon at 8:28 AM
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