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Friday, 27 November 2009

  • The House of Lay

    Today began like another day
    And ended in a different way.

    Perhaps it was like any other day
    Because I was at home
    Watching the sky
    Wondering about friends coming home
    Coming again to where I've always been

    I wonder if they've changed
    Maybe they're different
    More mature, better suited for the world
    And it depresses me
    Because I've fallen behind
    I have not grown
    I have not ran
    And stepped further into the darkness,
    Into the unknown where my friends await
    Or are, perhaps, speeding away, away from me
    While I wait on the other side

    And long did I muse.
    With time, my heart began to miss
    The comforts my friends bring
    And the warmth my friends share
    And began to remember
    How thankful I am to have known them
    And to still be accepted into their light
    Where I am quite free, free to be me.

    I came to the house
    The house from long ago
    The house of Lay
    Where memories were forged
    And laughter once echoed the halls.
    And I wondered again
    If things could go back the same
    And be merry once more.

    The house of Lay towered over me
    And yet it didn't threaten me
    or betray me
    But it awaited
    As if it yearned for me to return
    To return to the merry dreams
    My friends and I shared

    Still my heart was troubled
    What ifs flashed through my mind
    And my heart was not stilled
    Will they recognize me?
    I feared the worst.

    But truly all my fears were dashed
    When that door opened
    To reveal my friends
    Smiling again
    In the house of Lay
    I came home again
    To the dwellings of friends
    To the laughter of friends

    How my heart yearned for thee
    And how my heart burst with joy
    to have seen you all
    I am home again.
    Home at last
    With my friends
    How long it shall last
    Means nothing right now
    For I missed my friends
    Missed them more than I ever missed any friends

    Great are such friends
    And for this I give thanks
    As I look out once more
    To watch the day's end
    And to remember my friends.
    I cannot yet tell thee
    How much I have missed thee
    Even now, it is by your love
    I still glow.

Monday, 16 November 2009

  • Obama and China

    (CNN, Nov 16, 2009) "Obama was working a rope line and shaking hands with students on his way out the door. Suddenly another female student rushed up to him and recited his campaign mantra from last year.

    "Yes we can," Obama repeated, turning to aides with an astonished look. "Did you hear that? She said, 'Yes we can." "


    What is so amazing about that?
    To me, it was not just a slogan, but a reminder.
    A reminder to what Obama had campaigned, to the euphoria and passion we had not only for Obama but the whole political process we believed Obama will reverse.

    Despite the fact that we have yet to see all the fruits Obama promised, we still have hope.
    And hope indeed is what Obama and the rest of us have forgotten.
    Crazy how it takes someone on the other side to say, "Yes we can."
    Have we forgotten hope as quickly as we taken up hope?
    Hope, indeed, must run dry for Obama to be surprised with his words: "Yes we can."

Wednesday, 11 November 2009

  • The nature of sleep

    I drove three friends to Julian today.

    And along the way and the way back, I saw all of them fall asleep one by one.
    I had told them earlier to bring pillows to sleep in the early morning hours while I drove.
    And it was a good advice indeed for the weary passengers

    At one point,
    I looked back
    And my heart felt cleansed and renewed
    To see them sleep and have their heart written on their face
    That they are at peace where no devil can hurt their ways
    That they are one step closer to having a glance of heaven's peace
    This is what brightens my day
    This is what gives me hope
    And the encouragement to keep driving, to keep pressing
    That I may be the vehicle to let them be at peace
    To get away from what may have harmed them, tormented them

    This is what I see
    When I see you fall asleep
    This is when I feel as I have accomplished something
    Albeit indirectly, but at least, it's allowed you rest

    And that is all that is needed
    To repay me for any good I have done
    And to add to the debt I owe
    That to see you slumber in peace
    And no longer be plagued
    By the surface worries of this world

Monday, 12 October 2009

  • Rain is a brief reprieve to the sunny glare.

    I met a transfer student from Santa Monica.
    She likes to eat.
    She's also Japanese.
    We decided to eat together and delight in food.

    Warren Writing is enlightening.
    it makes me scare of the internet.

Wednesday, 07 October 2009

  • the view from here

    "these talks i overhear make me uncomfortable. cus i feel like my life is still in pieces while other people's lives are slowly coming together and forming something."
    - thuan (amatory)


    the view from here
    is quite lonely
    everyone's lives seem to work well.
    everyone seems to get what they want.
    but I look at myself.
    I look at the mirror.
    And it shatters
    Ashamed for me

    I've turned away.
    I've ran away
    The traffic light says stop
    But I can't see
    So blind enough
    That the lanes disappear
    And the cars seem to crowd around me
    Trying to make me someone
    But not really at all

    I'm driving
    But my mind's off
    It's away moping
    The sadness grows

    I don't understand
    But everyone is running
    Where are you running to?
    Should I run?
    And I ponder
    Only to find
    The crowd moved on.

    I'm in a world
    That I find no peace
    How is it so?

    Turn it all off.
    It's time to turn off.
    I realize my home is no longer here.
    Only pieces spread out through the world
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