october 2nd was my 105 birthday...yep...that's right...i am 105 years old now and i am loving every minute of it...i was promised a big cream cake before my birthday but someone forgot coz someone was too busy preparing for the trip...so...in compensation...i am going to get an even bigger black forest cake when someone gets back...yummm...can't wait...i still got a small raisin escargo though on my birthday which was really delicious...but of course...nothing would make me happier if i could spend my birthday with you my beautiful...so...you keep those bad elements out of your body and i'll see ya on my 112 k?!
Tuesday, October 16, 2007
Thursday, October 11, 2007
Stuck in Saigon
The plane I was supposed to be on was delayed for five hours, which meant that I had to miss my connecting flight to my destination city, thus had to stay a night at Saigon.
Since this was the first time I wasn't in a hurry to go anywhere, I did not think much of it when it happened. If it was in the old days, I would have make a big fuss with the airline company and force them to transfer me on to another flight to take me to my destination without having to stay overnight in Saigon.
There was quite a long wait at the transit area before I could get through the custom because I did not have a visa. I arrived Saigon around 8 p.m but by the time I got to the hotel it was already 11 p.m. Fortunately the hotel was quite nice, a five star hotel. I had a very nice room service dinner but I didn't get much sleep because there was a construction side right outside the window of my room which operated through the night. I almost forgot how it was to live in such a country.
I went out for a walk very early in the morning since I couldn't sleep. The re-arranged flight was around mid morning so I had a couple of hours to take a look around the city.
Since it was rush hour, the street was already full of people and vehicles. The road was overwhelmed by motorcycles which reminds me of the street of Taipei. The sidewalks and buildings looked very similar to any one of the smaller provincial capital cities of China. And of course, the typical littering on the streets that was also common in such cities.
There was a big park just across the street from the hotel. Many people were gathering around in groups doing morning exercise. Aerobics for the young, dancing and slow stretches for the old and badminton for everyone. Many western tourists by chance also joined the group aerobics for a quick morning exercise, quite a sight.
Departure was a bit better than arrival but not without troubles. It seemed that the lack of communication between government departments and public services were a common issue anywhere in the world.
Overall, it was quite a good first time experience for me. I do believe that there are always two sides for everything, the good and the bad. To be able to enjoy the good would make one much happier.
And you, my baby, should get a very good rest whenever you can, even in the hospital! Perhaps, that's the way your body trying to protest to your mind!
Since this was the first time I wasn't in a hurry to go anywhere, I did not think much of it when it happened. If it was in the old days, I would have make a big fuss with the airline company and force them to transfer me on to another flight to take me to my destination without having to stay overnight in Saigon.
There was quite a long wait at the transit area before I could get through the custom because I did not have a visa. I arrived Saigon around 8 p.m but by the time I got to the hotel it was already 11 p.m. Fortunately the hotel was quite nice, a five star hotel. I had a very nice room service dinner but I didn't get much sleep because there was a construction side right outside the window of my room which operated through the night. I almost forgot how it was to live in such a country.
I went out for a walk very early in the morning since I couldn't sleep. The re-arranged flight was around mid morning so I had a couple of hours to take a look around the city.
Since it was rush hour, the street was already full of people and vehicles. The road was overwhelmed by motorcycles which reminds me of the street of Taipei. The sidewalks and buildings looked very similar to any one of the smaller provincial capital cities of China. And of course, the typical littering on the streets that was also common in such cities.
There was a big park just across the street from the hotel. Many people were gathering around in groups doing morning exercise. Aerobics for the young, dancing and slow stretches for the old and badminton for everyone. Many western tourists by chance also joined the group aerobics for a quick morning exercise, quite a sight.
Departure was a bit better than arrival but not without troubles. It seemed that the lack of communication between government departments and public services were a common issue anywhere in the world.
Overall, it was quite a good first time experience for me. I do believe that there are always two sides for everything, the good and the bad. To be able to enjoy the good would make one much happier.
And you, my baby, should get a very good rest whenever you can, even in the hospital! Perhaps, that's the way your body trying to protest to your mind!
Wednesday, October 3, 2007
Time in a Bottle
I am going on my trip tomorrow. I know that it will not be a very pleasant trip most of the time but I want to put that behind me for now and think of the pleasantness of it like spending some time with my lovely baby girl. So, in a way, I do looking forward to it.
I am not sure if I would have time to update the blog, perhaps when I am in deep shit while I was there I would...lol. Anyway, I am going to leave this song, one of my favourites here for my baby before I leave.
Time in a Bottle - by Jim Croce
If I could save time in a bottle
The first thing that I'd like to do
Is to save every day
Till eternity passes away
Just to spend them with you
If I could make days last forever
If words could make wishes come true
I'd save every day like a treasure and then,
Again, I would spend them with you
But there never seems to be enough time
To do the things you want to do
Once you find them
I've looked around enough to know
That you're the one I want to go
Through time with
If I had a box just for wishes
And dreams that had never come true
The box would be empty
Except for the memory
Of how they were answered by you
I am not sure if I would have time to update the blog, perhaps when I am in deep shit while I was there I would...lol. Anyway, I am going to leave this song, one of my favourites here for my baby before I leave.
Time in a Bottle - by Jim Croce
If I could save time in a bottle
The first thing that I'd like to do
Is to save every day
Till eternity passes away
Just to spend them with you
If I could make days last forever
If words could make wishes come true
I'd save every day like a treasure and then,
Again, I would spend them with you
But there never seems to be enough time
To do the things you want to do
Once you find them
I've looked around enough to know
That you're the one I want to go
Through time with
If I had a box just for wishes
And dreams that had never come true
The box would be empty
Except for the memory
Of how they were answered by you
Sunday, September 30, 2007
Toughest Survivor
I was told that goats are the toughest survivor on this planet. The reason is that they would eat anything, grass, tree barks, all kinds of plants including poisonous plants and even dirt. Because they eat everything their immune system must be very good and they hardly ever get sick. The only time they get sick is when they eat too much.
I often wonder if that is true that goats would out live any living creatures on this planet and I saw something today that convinced me that they probably would!
It wasn't a very pretty thing, in fact it was quite gross. I saw one of the young goats drinking his mother's urine while she was peeing. My first reaction was, Ewwwww. Then I remembered a news I heard on the radio a couple of months ago about two brothers who worked in a mine in China. There was an accident and they were buried in the mine. They came out of the mine in the end after 6 days and said that they survived by drinking each others urine.
Hmmm.....
I often wonder if that is true that goats would out live any living creatures on this planet and I saw something today that convinced me that they probably would!
It wasn't a very pretty thing, in fact it was quite gross. I saw one of the young goats drinking his mother's urine while she was peeing. My first reaction was, Ewwwww. Then I remembered a news I heard on the radio a couple of months ago about two brothers who worked in a mine in China. There was an accident and they were buried in the mine. They came out of the mine in the end after 6 days and said that they survived by drinking each others urine.
Hmmm.....
Friday, September 28, 2007
Focus
I ran hot water over the back of my hands to clean away the dirts from the day's work and they hurt like hell. I looked at it and saw many small and a few big cuts. The biggest cut was like 1 cm long, all red and ugly. The skin near the root of my small finger nail was almost turned over. Damn that hurts!
What was I working on? Well, I was tying all the cables onto the metal trays that were mounted on the wall. The trays have many small holes which allows plastic ties to go through them in order to tie the cables down. It looked like quite a simple job but not really. It's very difficult to get the ends of the ties to go through the tiny holes.
Anyway, after 5 hours I got them all done, more than one hundred cables. I really wanted to finish them before I leave. I guess when you are very focus on doing something, all you see is the task at hand, the rest of the world just don't exist until afterwards, that, includes the feeling of pain, mentally and physically. No wonder many people channel their grief by working relentlessly.
What was I working on? Well, I was tying all the cables onto the metal trays that were mounted on the wall. The trays have many small holes which allows plastic ties to go through them in order to tie the cables down. It looked like quite a simple job but not really. It's very difficult to get the ends of the ties to go through the tiny holes.
Anyway, after 5 hours I got them all done, more than one hundred cables. I really wanted to finish them before I leave. I guess when you are very focus on doing something, all you see is the task at hand, the rest of the world just don't exist until afterwards, that, includes the feeling of pain, mentally and physically. No wonder many people channel their grief by working relentlessly.
Thursday, September 27, 2007
Prepare for Trouble
Wow, almost time for me to leave again. A trip that I am not really looking forward to. I would need all my will power to steer me clear of the stressful combat which I know would come my way mercilessly. No smiling faces just troubles. What had I done in this life and even the last to deserve this I have no idea!
Aside from all that, I still have to get my acts together because the trouble or more like the trouble maker is coming soon to stay with me for quite a while. Already she had voiced her numerous requests before she was even here. Ugh!
Well, I guess I just have to practise my beloved darling's philosophy before she left for the stars - Ignoring. Right, I think I am going to do just that, spend a day cleaning up the place for her and ignore the rest!
Aside from all that, I still have to get my acts together because the trouble or more like the trouble maker is coming soon to stay with me for quite a while. Already she had voiced her numerous requests before she was even here. Ugh!
Well, I guess I just have to practise my beloved darling's philosophy before she left for the stars - Ignoring. Right, I think I am going to do just that, spend a day cleaning up the place for her and ignore the rest!
Tuesday, September 25, 2007
Full Moon
hey beautiful...you know what day it is today...no...look at da moon...yep...it's full moon again...you know what da human say...da full moon and us canines...they made up all these stories about us and da full moon...but don't cha worry...me not gonna bite cha...unless it's love bites...hehe...remember that other full moon day...me and you and da banana...gave cuckoo a good laugh didn't we...what...me crying...nah...well...maybe a bit...can't full ya eh...coz ya're a bit further away now...and me miss you so very much...good thing we're still under da same moon.
Monday, September 24, 2007
be still my heart
i feel a bit anxious
a bit distracted
a bit uneasy
a bit lost
so that's how it is
you are further away now
taking a piece of me with you
rippling the emotions in my heart
a bit distracted
a bit uneasy
a bit lost
so that's how it is
you are further away now
taking a piece of me with you
rippling the emotions in my heart
Thursday, September 20, 2007
Autumn Day
That autumn, after separated with her for eight or night years, I received her first letter. None of the words in the world could describe my joy at that moment.
I had always thought that since we were living in two very different world, our ways of thinking would thus be very different. And after I finished reading her letter, I felt such a relief that I could have been blown away by the light autumn breeze.
Though we had not seen each other for so many years but nothing seemed had changed between us other than that I was no longer a little kid. Her everything was still so familiar to me as if we had spent the entire time together and had never parted a single day.
Since that autumn day, I could finally understand what happiness is all about, I could start to let myself trust again and I could see how lucky and precious it is to have a true friend in my life. I could feel the love and yearned for the day we would be together again.
Pathetically, due to my naiveness and misconception, I missed one of the most important thing in my life, my only regret!
I had always thought that since we were living in two very different world, our ways of thinking would thus be very different. And after I finished reading her letter, I felt such a relief that I could have been blown away by the light autumn breeze.
Though we had not seen each other for so many years but nothing seemed had changed between us other than that I was no longer a little kid. Her everything was still so familiar to me as if we had spent the entire time together and had never parted a single day.
Since that autumn day, I could finally understand what happiness is all about, I could start to let myself trust again and I could see how lucky and precious it is to have a true friend in my life. I could feel the love and yearned for the day we would be together again.
Pathetically, due to my naiveness and misconception, I missed one of the most important thing in my life, my only regret!
Tuesday, September 18, 2007
Rain
It has been raining for the last few days, not continuously but with heavy pourings in between light showers. Although it's not very comfortable if you are on the road but any rain is welcome these days because the State's water reserves has reached it critical stage due to the drought. We urgently need much more rain before summer arrives or we have to face serious water shortage problem.
I used to like rainy days when I was a kid because I could play in the puddles on the little play ground in front of the apartment building. The very few games that kids could enjoy in those days. Then when we moved to the other city, it wasn't fun anymore. Rainy days would only make an already hot and humid day even more intolerable and the streets flooded with dirty sewage water. I almost forgot how nice it was on a rainy day till I came here.
Sitting at the balcony with kk by my side...a cup of hot tea in my hand...the peaceful rhythm of the falling rain...the soft cool wind on my face...the smell of the fresh green grass...the fast shifting of the big dark clouds....yeah....really really nice!
I used to like rainy days when I was a kid because I could play in the puddles on the little play ground in front of the apartment building. The very few games that kids could enjoy in those days. Then when we moved to the other city, it wasn't fun anymore. Rainy days would only make an already hot and humid day even more intolerable and the streets flooded with dirty sewage water. I almost forgot how nice it was on a rainy day till I came here.
Sitting at the balcony with kk by my side...a cup of hot tea in my hand...the peaceful rhythm of the falling rain...the soft cool wind on my face...the smell of the fresh green grass...the fast shifting of the big dark clouds....yeah....really really nice!
Friday, September 14, 2007
What a price to pay
News clip from "Daily Telegraph" September 13, 2007:
ANTI-SOLARIUM campaigner Clare Oliver, 26, has lost her fight against cancer. She died today surrounded by family and close friends.
Clare captured the hearts of a nation and Australia's top policy makers with her courageous campaign against solariums, which she blamed for contributing to her cancer. Her touching story prompted the Victorian government to last month announce new laws to tighten control of the state's solarium industry.
I saw her on a documentary show on TV a few weeks ago. She was telling the story of how she thought she caught the skin cancer and warning people to think twice before they want to get a tan with solarium. She was saying how she just graduated from University with great expectation to a great future ahead of her and then the worst nightmare.
A few years ago, a lovely young lady of early twenties, like many of the girls of her age, wanted to look more beautiful than she already was, went to visit some solarium shops some twenty or so times to get a nice tan and end up paying the ultimate price - her life.
Unlike many others, she did not choose to feel sorry for herself and curse the unfairness of the world and her life, instead, she gathered up her not much left energy in her to volunteer to become a anti-solarium campaigner to help more people to understand how dangerous it could be to use solarium to get a tan, to look nice.
After 3 years of fighting, the cancer finally took her away, the only child of her mother. But her courage and her campaign will keep on helping many people, especially the younger generation, to understand the risk of solarium and hopefully not too late to save their lives.
A brave young lady. Yet another beautiful bright star in the night sky.
Clare captured the hearts of a nation and Australia's top policy makers with her courageous campaign against solariums, which she blamed for contributing to her cancer. Her touching story prompted the Victorian government to last month announce new laws to tighten control of the state's solarium industry.
I saw her on a documentary show on TV a few weeks ago. She was telling the story of how she thought she caught the skin cancer and warning people to think twice before they want to get a tan with solarium. She was saying how she just graduated from University with great expectation to a great future ahead of her and then the worst nightmare.
A few years ago, a lovely young lady of early twenties, like many of the girls of her age, wanted to look more beautiful than she already was, went to visit some solarium shops some twenty or so times to get a nice tan and end up paying the ultimate price - her life.
Unlike many others, she did not choose to feel sorry for herself and curse the unfairness of the world and her life, instead, she gathered up her not much left energy in her to volunteer to become a anti-solarium campaigner to help more people to understand how dangerous it could be to use solarium to get a tan, to look nice.
After 3 years of fighting, the cancer finally took her away, the only child of her mother. But her courage and her campaign will keep on helping many people, especially the younger generation, to understand the risk of solarium and hopefully not too late to save their lives.
A brave young lady. Yet another beautiful bright star in the night sky.
Wednesday, September 12, 2007
Aggressive Rooster
"Hero Rooster" I was told that was...hmmm...I never realized that her brain damage was so severe...ohhhh...my poor kaka!
Anyway, this so called Hero Rooster was not feared of the broom anymore, he attacked and broke the broom earlier. So...steel spade it is from now on!
Actually I was quite puzzled on why he behaved this way. He was okay before I went to feed him the first time. Then I remembered something, that day before I went to his cage, I met old man's cousin in the garden. He came to pick some fruits and water the plants. He told me that he had picked up all the eggs and he was wearing black pants, same colour as mine on that day. I wonder if the cousin had aggravated the Hero Rooster when he picked up the eggs. I bet that was probably the reason he was so aggressive from then on. So...it really wasn't his fault to behave so nastily I guess.
Although Hero Rooster has a very sound reason to be aggressive, Deafy thinks that she needs to protect me somewhat and kept an eye on him. Now that, is what a true Hero supposed to be! My hero deaf cat!!!
Oh yes of course...how can I not show you my rewards!
Monday, September 10, 2007
Animal Duty
Since my Greek wife is away on holiday, I have to take care of the animals three days a week. I am kinda used to this routine already since I had done it the last time they went on holiday. I didn't expect there would be any problem because everything was supposed to be very straight forward. But then again, life is full of surprises and you never know what's going to hit you until it happens!
So...on a beautiful sunny day...I dragged myself out of bed...putting on my dirty working clothes and my super tiny gum boots...with my egg bucket in one hand I walked down the field to get food for the cats. The two cats ran towards me from the garden and followed me closely to the secret place where their food was supposed to be hidden. Well..."supposed" was definitely the right word...coz...nothing was there...the house keeper forgot to put it there! So...what's the strategy...think cuckoo think...think hard..."hmmm...dog food instead??"
Whity White and her family are the best goat family I have ever seen...always well behaved and cooperative...as long as food is in their buckets...they are happy. The chickens on the other hand...especially the new rooster however...was quite an unexpected problem for me.
Because the old man lost almost all his chickens including two very beautiful roosters to the foxes a few weeks ago...he had to get a few more from a farm...mainly for the laying eggs than for the meat. He always kept two roosters...one in the egg shed with a group of hens and another in the outdoor cage with a bunch of other hens. Feeding the chickens and collecting the eggs was always my final routine task.
So...there I went...like I always did before...food bucket in one hand and egg bucket in the other...went into the cage...and...OUCH...something was attacking my feet...and it's that new ugly rooster. It kept coming at me no matter how hard I tried to kick it away...it just wouldn't budge...bloody rooster...attacking someone who brought them food...how stupid was that?! Strategy strategy??? Wellll...got meself a long steel broom...pinned the chicken shit into a corner...and after it attacked the broom for gezillion times...it finally gave in...stupid stupid rooster shit!
Although it was a not a easy morning of work...I got my rewards as usual...12 eggs in me bucket for breakfast! Not bad after all eh?!
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Oooooo...ferocious and scary...i wouldn't dare to abandon you...not ever...how could i?
but since you mention it...i have to tell ya...
if you leave me...i will kill you...then i will kill myself...and we can then enter yet another life...hows that sound huh? LOL. So...try to keep your memory intack before you enter the next life wouldya?! Or...use your magic power to put a spell on me that it would be impossible for me to leave you on the next!
So...on a beautiful sunny day...I dragged myself out of bed...putting on my dirty working clothes and my super tiny gum boots...with my egg bucket in one hand I walked down the field to get food for the cats. The two cats ran towards me from the garden and followed me closely to the secret place where their food was supposed to be hidden. Well..."supposed" was definitely the right word...coz...nothing was there...the house keeper forgot to put it there! So...what's the strategy...think cuckoo think...think hard..."hmmm...dog food instead??"
Whity White and her family are the best goat family I have ever seen...always well behaved and cooperative...as long as food is in their buckets...they are happy. The chickens on the other hand...especially the new rooster however...was quite an unexpected problem for me.
Because the old man lost almost all his chickens including two very beautiful roosters to the foxes a few weeks ago...he had to get a few more from a farm...mainly for the laying eggs than for the meat. He always kept two roosters...one in the egg shed with a group of hens and another in the outdoor cage with a bunch of other hens. Feeding the chickens and collecting the eggs was always my final routine task.
So...there I went...like I always did before...food bucket in one hand and egg bucket in the other...went into the cage...and...OUCH...something was attacking my feet...and it's that new ugly rooster. It kept coming at me no matter how hard I tried to kick it away...it just wouldn't budge...bloody rooster...attacking someone who brought them food...how stupid was that?! Strategy strategy??? Wellll...got meself a long steel broom...pinned the chicken shit into a corner...and after it attacked the broom for gezillion times...it finally gave in...stupid stupid rooster shit!
Although it was a not a easy morning of work...I got my rewards as usual...12 eggs in me bucket for breakfast! Not bad after all eh?!
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Oooooo...ferocious and scary...i wouldn't dare to abandon you...not ever...how could i?
but since you mention it...i have to tell ya...
if you leave me...i will kill you...then i will kill myself...and we can then enter yet another life...hows that sound huh? LOL. So...try to keep your memory intack before you enter the next life wouldya?! Or...use your magic power to put a spell on me that it would be impossible for me to leave you on the next!
Saturday, September 8, 2007
Dream
I saw you in my dream last night
you told me the love we had in our last life
suddenly I can't help but remember those heart pounding days!
Perhaps you already forgotten
i don't blame you
there aren't many who could remember their last life
some don't even remember what is happening in this life let alone the last.
Perhpas you have some of these feelings
but you can't be sure
or you don't want to be sure
or you want to run from it.
Most people are that way
because
whatelse can they do?!
you told me the love we had in our last life
suddenly I can't help but remember those heart pounding days!
Perhaps you already forgotten
i don't blame you
there aren't many who could remember their last life
some don't even remember what is happening in this life let alone the last.
Perhpas you have some of these feelings
but you can't be sure
or you don't want to be sure
or you want to run from it.
Most people are that way
because
whatelse can they do?!
Thursday, September 6, 2007
Gotcha
i got meself a trampoline
small and round and cute and sturdy
up on it i spring me legs
higher and higher to catch the cloud
small and round and cute and sturdy
up on it i spring me legs
higher and higher to catch the cloud
Tuesday, September 4, 2007
Crazy Driver
I have heard it often enough from many people and radio shows that people here do not drive carefully, especially truck drivers. There were many serious accidents involving truck drivers that got quite a few people killed but it seems that not many of them learned any lesson from it.
We went to an industrial area to pick up a second hand machine we bought from a factory. Because we were not very familiar with the area and the address of the factory, we were driving a little bit slower when we were getting near the exact location.
There was this truck that had been moving very fast behind us since we entered the narrow one way road that lead to the location. The driver was driving so fast as if he was driving on a race track.
He kept following us very closely behind until we entered the dead end road of the factory area. We didn't know that he was also going there so we parked in a parking place near the door of the factory which was probably kind of in his way.
Before we knew exactly what he wanted to do and drove out of his way, he managed to turn his truck around to reversed to the door of the warehouse which was at the end of the road. He reversed so fast that he smashed into a small car parked near the door of the warehouse. Instead of came out of his truck and checked the damage, he kept going back and forth until he backed his truck into the warehouse.
In view of this, we left and parked our car a bit further away from the factory because we didn't want him to come back out and smashed our car. He might just do that because he looked really pissed. He was probably thinking that it was our slow driving that made him smashed the car, if there was any logic to it!
Later we learned from the company we bought the machine that the guy had actually smashed into his own car and that he always drove very fast in this little corner in front of his warehouse.
Geeezzz, imagine that! Good thing we were out of his way!!!
We went to an industrial area to pick up a second hand machine we bought from a factory. Because we were not very familiar with the area and the address of the factory, we were driving a little bit slower when we were getting near the exact location.
There was this truck that had been moving very fast behind us since we entered the narrow one way road that lead to the location. The driver was driving so fast as if he was driving on a race track.
He kept following us very closely behind until we entered the dead end road of the factory area. We didn't know that he was also going there so we parked in a parking place near the door of the factory which was probably kind of in his way.
Before we knew exactly what he wanted to do and drove out of his way, he managed to turn his truck around to reversed to the door of the warehouse which was at the end of the road. He reversed so fast that he smashed into a small car parked near the door of the warehouse. Instead of came out of his truck and checked the damage, he kept going back and forth until he backed his truck into the warehouse.
In view of this, we left and parked our car a bit further away from the factory because we didn't want him to come back out and smashed our car. He might just do that because he looked really pissed. He was probably thinking that it was our slow driving that made him smashed the car, if there was any logic to it!
Later we learned from the company we bought the machine that the guy had actually smashed into his own car and that he always drove very fast in this little corner in front of his warehouse.
Geeezzz, imagine that! Good thing we were out of his way!!!
Wednesday, August 29, 2007
Shameful
A young kangaroo drowned in the old man's garden next door
it was killed and dragged to the little pond by two bull dogs
its mother was chased away by the sudden appearance of the dogs
leave it vulnerable, frightened and defenseless
It happened so fast right in front of my eyes
i chased the dogs away but was too late to save it
it disappeared from the surface of the pond
my heart aches for it and its mother
I don't blame the dogs, i never do
they were how they were trained
it's the trainers who should feel the shame
for creating such beasts so thrill of blood
I understand that the world is a relatively cruel place
the unfairness, the poverty, the disease, the violence, the war
what I can never get is, why make it even crueler
by training a friendly animal to kill purely for killing
it was killed and dragged to the little pond by two bull dogs
its mother was chased away by the sudden appearance of the dogs
leave it vulnerable, frightened and defenseless
It happened so fast right in front of my eyes
i chased the dogs away but was too late to save it
it disappeared from the surface of the pond
my heart aches for it and its mother
I don't blame the dogs, i never do
they were how they were trained
it's the trainers who should feel the shame
for creating such beasts so thrill of blood
I understand that the world is a relatively cruel place
the unfairness, the poverty, the disease, the violence, the war
what I can never get is, why make it even crueler
by training a friendly animal to kill purely for killing
Monday, August 27, 2007
Hey...
hey beautiful...it's me...sensing you aren't feeling well...c'mere darling...hows bout sitting with me under the sun for a bit huh...you will feel much better...i promise...
Saturday, August 25, 2007
A Prayer
I want to say a little prayer
to my beloved in the stars
to the souls of the eternity
to the skies past the galaxy
to the worlds beyond space
hear me please the ones with magic power
for I am praying with my heart
shield my baby from sickness and harm
and i will forever be grateful to you
to my beloved in the stars
to the souls of the eternity
to the skies past the galaxy
to the worlds beyond space
hear me please the ones with magic power
for I am praying with my heart
shield my baby from sickness and harm
and i will forever be grateful to you
Friday, August 24, 2007
The Little Girl
“No, she is going to be with me, definitely!” He yelled with anger and worry.
“Who do you think you are? Who gives you the right to do so after these years?” She yelled back to him.
“Wwa Wwa..” the two year old girl was crying between their hands. She was so confused over these two adults who fought over her.
Why are they fighting? Over me? No, I do not want to be with any one of them! Leave me alone, can’t you hear? Wwa
“I don’t understand why we have to be this way. Isn’t there a better way? Can’t we solve this problem peacefully?” His voice was trembling.
“I wish there is. But... I am sorry.” She avoided his eyes.
“Did your father come to see you at school today?”
“Yes, he did.”
“What did he say to you? You know you shouldn’t believe him that much! In fact you better stop seeing him!”
How can I stop him? I am just a six year old little girl!
“Come over here little friend, your father is here to pick you up.”
“Why? The school isn’t over yet.”
“It doesn’t matter, just go with him.”
Why does he always come right in the middle of the class?
“How do you feel today my baby girl?”
“... “
“I bought some cake for you, your favourite!”
“...“
“Why aren’t you talking today? You don’t feel well? What is it?”
“....“
“Give me a hug, ok? You know that I love you and care for you very much, don’t you? You love me too, right?”
“...“
What do you want me to say Dad? I can‘t go thru this again. I am just a six year old little girl. I am not strong enough to take all this! Why are you crying? I cannot help you. I am just a little girl.
“Where did your mother take you today? You went to see that guy again, didn’t you?”
“No!”
“How about a cake, your favourite!”
Why do they always buy these cakes, I really don’t like them. I hate them!
“Come on, you can tell me, can’t you? You are a very good little girl, right?”
What does he want to know anyway? I can’t tell you anything. I am not allowed to! What’s the matter with these adults?!
“Oh sure you didn’t. What about your daughter eh? Can you say she neither eh?”
“Would you shut up?! What‘s wrong with you? If you don’t believe what I say, why ask? Who gives you the right anyway?!”
“Well, I am your husband for one. But sure, she is your kid not mine!”
How long are they going to fight this time?
“Why didn’t you listen to me? I told you not to see him. Are you deaf!”
I wish I am!
“Who do you think you are? Who gives you the right to do so after these years?” She yelled back to him.
“Wwa Wwa..” the two year old girl was crying between their hands. She was so confused over these two adults who fought over her.
Why are they fighting? Over me? No, I do not want to be with any one of them! Leave me alone, can’t you hear? Wwa
“I don’t understand why we have to be this way. Isn’t there a better way? Can’t we solve this problem peacefully?” His voice was trembling.
“I wish there is. But... I am sorry.” She avoided his eyes.
“Did your father come to see you at school today?”
“Yes, he did.”
“What did he say to you? You know you shouldn’t believe him that much! In fact you better stop seeing him!”
How can I stop him? I am just a six year old little girl!
“Come over here little friend, your father is here to pick you up.”
“Why? The school isn’t over yet.”
“It doesn’t matter, just go with him.”
Why does he always come right in the middle of the class?
“How do you feel today my baby girl?”
“... “
“I bought some cake for you, your favourite!”
“...“
“Why aren’t you talking today? You don’t feel well? What is it?”
“....“
“Give me a hug, ok? You know that I love you and care for you very much, don’t you? You love me too, right?”
“...“
What do you want me to say Dad? I can‘t go thru this again. I am just a six year old little girl. I am not strong enough to take all this! Why are you crying? I cannot help you. I am just a little girl.
“Where did your mother take you today? You went to see that guy again, didn’t you?”
“No!”
“How about a cake, your favourite!”
Why do they always buy these cakes, I really don’t like them. I hate them!
“Come on, you can tell me, can’t you? You are a very good little girl, right?”
What does he want to know anyway? I can’t tell you anything. I am not allowed to! What’s the matter with these adults?!
“Oh sure you didn’t. What about your daughter eh? Can you say she neither eh?”
“Would you shut up?! What‘s wrong with you? If you don’t believe what I say, why ask? Who gives you the right anyway?!”
“Well, I am your husband for one. But sure, she is your kid not mine!”
How long are they going to fight this time?
“Why didn’t you listen to me? I told you not to see him. Are you deaf!”
I wish I am!
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