hopefully the 1988 massacre doesn't happen again. and theres a high probability it will. hopefully no harm comes to them. these monks too awesome. wish im there.
been praying, which is something i havent been doing for a while. seriously hope nothing bad comes to pass. no massacres on our watch.
Posted by Dominic at 2:26 AM
Wednesday, September 19, 2007
there are some people so inclined to gossip, so quick to put the meek down, living with a shell of superficiality, preening, pecking, posing, in a hurry to show pedigree. so hollow, yet their possessions and proud dispositions procure them a posse of pretentious patrons, so prone to partiality to their principle, and so eager to please. perposterous, i know, and pathetic.
i hope i'll never become like them. it disappoints me that you are.
Posted by Dominic at 2:26 AM
Sunday, September 16, 2007
It may be laid down as a general rule that if a man begins to sing, no one will take any notice of his song except his fellow human beings. This is true even if his song is surpassingly beautiful. Other men may be in raptures at his skill, but the rest of creation is, by and large, unmoved. Perhaps a cat or a dog may look at him; his horse, if it is an exceptionally intelligent beast, may pause in cropping the grass, but that is the extent of it. But when the fairy sang, the whole world listened to him. Stephen felt clouds pause in their passing; he felt hills shift and murmur; he felt cold mists dance. He understood for the first time that the world was not dumb at all but waiting for someone to speak to it in a language it understands.
--excerpt from 'Jonathan Strange and Mr. Norrell'.
Posted by Dominic at 2:40 AM
Sunday, September 09, 2007
Posted by Dominic at 12:24 AM
Wednesday, September 05, 2007
i've had, for a few years now, this voice inside me going "are we there yet? are we there yet?" and the answer has always been no.
and lately, as liberating as an assiduous man who's paid his debts, and as heartily as a child picks himself up after scraping his knees, and as slowly and surely as the sun shining after the rain, "yes".. "Yes".. "YES".