For one so small,you seem so strong My arms will hold you keep you safe and warm This bond between us can’t be broken I will be here don’t you cry----Phil Collins
5/23/2008
Yes i rant.
Here is my homage to religion and what it has become. Instead of being something we hold dear and can be proud of, somewhere we can find peace and be safe all we get are flawed speeches from bitter old men who have lost their way. Oh and tacky souvenirs . Sometimes all it becomes is just one big poorly designed tourist attraction. Enter here, place your money here and oo ahhh and hey presto! your saved. Dont get me wrong, i am not bitter at the church i still believe in the catholic church and god and the mass and all that it stands for, but by god they don't make it easy on us do they. Especially when they send us men blind to their own folly to lead us. I have been told that i must respect the priest for what he is. Yet i find it hard to respect men who molest children, who father children and deny them, men who steal what is meant for the poor, men who abuse their "power" and so called "authority" if they want to be respected they have to earn it just like everyone else. So remember if you are a priest and per chance you fall upon this blog, in your chosen profession humility is a virtue worth learning.
5/21/2008
just two images
Above a random picture i took and liked after i edited it, its kinda sad, scary and inspiring at the same time it all depends on your frame of mind at the time you look at it.. Sad cause the light struggling to keep darkness at bay in a fight that it cannot win....or..Scary cause its almost as if the darkness has a sense of maliciousness..or inspiring cause no matter the overwhelming odds still it shines as bright as it can. Ok so its 130am its been a long day give me a break.
below..the ongoing housing crunch in Singapore and the question, do Singaporeans want smaller homes.
below..the ongoing housing crunch in Singapore and the question, do Singaporeans want smaller homes.
5/15/2008
Good music is hard to find.
If I Can Dream
There must be lights burning brighter somewhere
Got to be birds flying higher in a sky more blue
If I can dream of a better land
Where all my brothers walk hand in hand
Tell me why, oh why, oh why cant my dream come true
There must be peace and understanding sometime
Strong winds of promise that will blow away
All the doubt and fear
If I can dream of a warmer sun
Where hope keeps shining on everyone
Tell me why, oh why, oh why wont that sun appear
Were lost in a cloud
With too much rain
Were trapped in a world
Thats troubled with pain
But as long as a man
Has the strength to dream
He can redeem his soul and fly
Deep in my heart theres a trembling question
Still I am sure that the answer gonna come somehow
Out there in the dark, theres a beckoning candle
And while I can think, while I can talk
While I can stand, while I can walk
While I can dream, please let my dream
Come true, right now
Let it come true right now
Oh yeah
Recorded two months after martin luther king died. its not just a song its a mantra...
I dont care if i am a dreamer.
5/09/2008
5/06/2008
5/04/2008
samples
My idea was what would some people draw of print if they had a chance, the first picture is just supposed to be a pair of sweaty hands. The second one is a pair of da vinci drawings. i call it "da vinci's conversation"
I really like this concept. Have not had time to take anymore prospective background shots but i do like this. i did some with a religious theme which i may post.
5/02/2008
Isn't it a Pity
Such is life eh, always beginnings and endings but the in between is forgotten.
Isn't it a pity
Isn't it a pity
Now, isn't it a shame
How we break each other's hearts
And cause each other pain
How we take each other's love
Without thinking anymore
Forgetting to give back
Isn't it a pity
Some things take so long
But how do I explain
When not too many people
Can see we're all the same
And because of all their tears
Their eyes can't hope to see
The beauty that surrounds them
Isn't it a pity
Isn't it a pity
Isn't is a shame
How we break each other's hearts
And cause each other pain
How we take each other's love
Without thinking anymore
Forgetting to give back
Isn't it a pity
Forgetting to give back
Isn't it a pity
Forgetting to give back
Now, isn't it a pity
What a pity
What a pity, pity, pity
What a pity
What a pity, pity, pity
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