I lost all my words when the internet lost her marbles. argh.
I'm being hellboy.
Whatever.
date: @ 1:06 am
title: My Fingers Resurrected!
Penning. once again.
i can't stand seeing my good friend here, become increasingly obsolete. I just got to give him something to show his friends and fiends in the world wide web. lovers of thy soul.
alright. i need to talk more sense than being poetic. 'so uncool yeah? no more little worlds yeah?'
Got a classic rugged PDA. let me give her a name. hmmmm. nursey?missy? honey?darling? goth girl? I will consider for a while first. names determine destiny. ehh... destiny sounds nice. hahahaha. Talking abt PDA, it reminds me of Pastor, by the way, she gave me destiny. this classic rugged PDA. Destiny will be my beloved for the next few years until she has to go den i might be getting the integrated resort - e one and only classic Apple family. Emo people loves the name of the products - ipod, imac, iphone, itune.. all the i i i i and more i.
yep. pastor. that's her. the master jedi! wooooong.. wiiiiing.. she's a swordwoman. her words are like the light saber. Bring light to your soul and does serious damage to you when it cuts you. she gave me the PDA and lots of other stuffs. I was recollecting what I have from her and no joke. she gave me all i need inside out. hahaha.
that day, I went to alter the jeans and jacket that were given by pastor. I was like paying big bucks for the alterations and requested that everything is to be duplicated to the tee. I wanted to preserve them in the exact same condition. Like any one else, I was confronted with the exclamation of the amount that I paid for the alteration could have been better used on buying another 2 to 3 pairs of jeans. I smiled and rebutted myself, saying to myself that I am paying not for the alteration but the sentimental value behind each and every thread and fabric that belongs originally to the authentic owner. Just like the mantle that Elijah gave to Elisha. I can imagine that it is like battered and discolored with all the wear and tear that accompanied the original owner. Nothing can reproduce that, even the most talented tailor. Because each tear has its story to tell. Money gives everything, but does not pay for everything. Somethings are just priceless, the only payment is the justice done to that amendment to preserve as much the truth behind the thread.
This applies to life as well. relationship as the Audience of One and with other audiences towards the One, those seated at the front, foyer and nearing the exits. How much are you willing to pay to preserve the relationship? everything or partially or not at all? What you preserve, your attitude and character is preserved by it. Because everytime you look at it, it reminds you of your past victories, that will birth forth even more victories. If the past is what you use to secure yourself in order to advance, not sliding back to that same old past.
I was thinking thru if one day, I need to go to the frontline to be confronted by bullets and sands mixed together. What will I wear to fight? Surely, I concluded, is all I have that I did not pay for, they are my soul protector. Their presence reminds me where my root lies and my source of strength is from.. who. Not what I have matters, but what I have from others that counts.
I have quenched my dehydrated body with 3 cans of Coca Cola light. going for another one while fighting to keep my fingers typing away, finishing some work.
Cheers. my teeth has turned yellowish. oh you little darkie liquid.
