Sunday, 21 September 2008

its terrible when we dont keep our word, terrible and pitiful. and in some ways its inevitable i guess... but not always. surely there are times when its inexcusable that people dont keep their word. when it costs people their lives, like the global food crisis, then we cannot turn a blind eye to unkept promises.

the UN has done so much, and so little. thankfully this is not about critiquing them (a-level history is over!) but about finding new solutions. people are dying from the lack of our most basic need- food and water. there's a petition thats being sent to the UN to do something about it. im somewhat skeptical about how much such organisations like ONE and Avaaz are doing, and yet i know that from where i am right now, not much else can be done about that particular situation... still, there's something for me here, now; something has to be done.

the news these days makes me feel like its the middle of the end. like when gandalf says that the battle for helms deep is won, the war for middle-earth has begun. yes, everything goes back to LOTR =)

is silence an easy tune
or does the wind
carry silence
to your doorstep?


- its time to leave-

3:20 pm

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Thursday, 18 September 2008

some stuff that i've been meaning to put up, but never bothered to. its funny how sometimes you read things or you see places and all sorts of words and songs and wonderful things come to mind, or you have a dream that could be written out- page after page, but when it comes to it- there's nothing. its like a palimpsest of the things that could have been.

Prodigal- by Casting Crowns
(i just listened to this song once, and its so powerful, wow. thanks Lord.)

Daddy, here I am again
Will You take me back tonight...
I drag Your name back through the mud
That You first found me in
Not worthy to be called Your son
Is this to be my end...
Here I am again

and some songs that i've recently found lovely.

Damien Rice- Delicate
Anberlin- A Day Late
Jason Mraz Ft Colbie Caillat- Lucky
John Mayer- Why Georgia

and here's the old stuff.

An African Elegy

We are the miracles that God made
To taste the bitter fruit of Time.
We are precious.
And one day our suffering
Will turn into the wonders of the earth.

There are things that burn me now
Which turn golden when I am happy.
Do you see the mystery of our pain?
That we bear the poverty
And are able to sing and dream sweet things.

And that we never curse the air when it is warm
Or the fruit when it tastes so good
Or the lights that bounce gently on the waters?
We bless the things even in our pain.
We bless them in silence.

That is why our music is so sweet.
It makes the air remember.
There are secret miracles at work
That only Time will bring forth.
I too have heard the dead singing.

And they tell me that
This life is good
They tell me to live it gently
With fire, and always with hope.
There is wonder here

And there is surprise
In everything the unseen moves.
The ocean is full of songs.
The sky is not an enemy.
Destiny is our friend.

February 1990
- Ben Okri
(http://www.cdra.org.za/creativity/Poems%20from%20An%20African%20Elegy.htm#Cross)

Lovesong
http://www.poemhunter.com/best-poems/ted-hughes/lovesong/
- Ted Hughes

From Aspects Of Love

Love?
We should smother it
And push it up the chimney-
He said, half meaning it.
We know now what he intended
For finding love at their door
On a cold night, people-
if they are wise-
Will push it up the chimny into the smoke before
It wails at them with such clenched desire
As will bring into the quiet house
The significant ecstatic loss.

-Ruth Miller
(http://www.geocities.com/Athens/Olympus/2601/miller.html)

9:27 pm

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