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Between roles

10 Nov




There’s no point taking one step forward if you take two steps back

8 Oct

A smile goes a long way

Also, it confuses people

(Hanoi, December 2009)

Enter the void

7 Oct

do u believe in alternate realities
they say there is an alternate reality for every permutation of choice available to you in any given scenario”

the grey area is fucked up la
no one can stay in it for long”

me: today. gragksgjsla 
“ok u just created a new word didn’t u”

go home also do nothing – stare at the wall and feel sad
don’t worry abt it
neverland is good
maybe u can show me around one of these days”

my mind tells me i have to be free 
in order to build my empire
no one builds an empire being distracted like this”

what’s there to think about
everything is nothing under buddhist teachings”


21 Sep

So, so you think you can tell
Heaven from Hell,
Blue skies from pain.
Can you tell a green field
From a cold steel rail?
A smile from a veil?
Do you think you can tell?

How I wish, how I wish you were here.
We’re just two lost souls
Swimming in a fish bowl
Year after year
Running over the same old ground
What have we found
The same old fears
Wish you were here.

Time is a figure eight, at its centre the city of Deja Vu

10 Sep

"...All they lived for is Life itself therefore they live longer"

(Overheard, couldn’t see their faces as there was no light on the way up)

A random guy was asked a hard question. He paused for a minute or so.

The other guy got impatient and followed up, “So you don’t know the answer?”

And the first dude went, “No, actually I thought of the answer to your question, analysed your response, thought of my answer to your next question and now I’m stuck with your 4th question.”

All roads lead to Rome

(Looking lost, this dude comes up to me and starts speaking Greek)

Oh you’re not from here, you don’t understand? Let me teach you. It’s useful.

Good morning is Ca-le-mera. Repeat after me. Caaa-lerrr-meeeee-ra
Thank you is Hor-Stor
No is Oi
Yes is Noi

Quote of the day: “We shouldn’t be alive!”

(26 May 2010)


16 Aug

Everything is more complicated than you think. You only see a tenth of what is true. There are a million little strings attached to every choice you make; you can destroy your life every time you choose. But maybe you won’t know for twenty years. And you may never ever trace it to its source. And you only get one chance to play it out.

Just try and figure out your own divorce. And they say there is no fate, but there is: it’s what you create. And even though the world goes on for eons and eons, you are only here for a fraction of a fraction of a second.

Most of your time is spent being dead or not yet born. But while alive, you wait in vain, wasting years, for a phone call or a letter or a look from someone or something to make it all right. And it never comes or it seems to but it doesn’t really. And so you spend your time in vague regret or vaguer hope that something good will come along.

Something to make you feel connected, something to make you feel whole, something to make you feel <insert most ludicrous thought> And the truth is…  (to be continued)

(via Synecdoche)


26 Jun

Dublin - Frida Kahlo Exhibition

Dublin - Kilmainham Gaol

Amsterdam – Van Gogh Museum

Switzerland, Basel - Kunstmuseum

Switzerland, Zurich - Giacometti

Switzerland, Bern - Parliamentary Sitting

Italy, Pisa - Luminara Festival 2011

Italy, Venezia - Santa Lucia

Dealing with Death

20 Mar

I’m working on a paper that critically reviews Singapore’s work safety laws. I was appalled when I discovered more people die at work than by being murdered. 55 v 20, depressing. That being said, I like icings on cupcakes, so I was trying to come up with a snazzy title.

“Working to Death”

“Repercussions of Workplace Death”

“Corporate Massacre”

“The Dawn of a New Age?”

“Till Work Does Him Apart”

Then, I listened to Queen. Which was when I stumbled upon gold: “Dealing with Death” –  A mix of corporate dealings, actual dealings, sympathy for the dead workers and coping with the persistence of death in the workplace, all in one. It’s fascinating how music inspires in surprising ways. I miss Freddie Mercury. It’s true, the good die young.

Dear Future Me

7 Feb

A while ago, Chris introduced me to FutureMe. Basically, you can write anything and post it to a future you/person of your choice. Pretty cool – memories fade, but emails don’t. Write something witty or useless so you can laugh at yourself sometime down the road. Or you could make use of it to write something meaningful to others.

Here are some of the more curious entries (from the public domain – you can choose to make your letter private):


Done anything worthwhile? Cured cancer? Created a unified field theory? Dug yourself that cave? Held yourself that perpetual party? Been into space? Written the Great American Novel?

I thought not.

I’m so disappointed in you.


written Jul 4th, 2006, sent 11 years into the future, to Apr 8th, 2018

Dear Future Me,

I have become completely, though temporarily addicted to talking to you. I like the idea of you receiving bits of the past, piece by piece, rather than in complete detail. I like the fact tht you’ll have to wait until tomorrow to recieve the next message. It might be some trivial concern. Or I might say something very emotional and personal. It might contain the very wisdom you need to get through the day.

You never know. I’ve been a little blue lately because of ending things with S. Perhaps you’re still friends with her. Probably not, though. Just remember that you had some lovely times with her.

I like the idea of addressing “myself” in the second person, the idea that when I read this, I’ll be a much different being. I’m starting to become sentimental or reflective, and I know you’ll probably find that a bit tedious. I think one of the things that impressed me about many of the “future letters” is how they seem to serve a therapeutic purpose: reminding future selves to get massages, to go out more, to enjoy life, to get work done. Above all, to be happy.

Be happy.

written Oct 7th, 2003, sent 1 year into the future, to Oct 11th, 2004

End of the world

Dear FutureMe,

Tomorrow will be the end of the world. Drink a couple pints before you go, to cushion your system. Oh, and don’t forget your towel.

written May 31st, 2006, sent 6 years into the future, to Dec 22nd, 2012

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