placed on dead land but revived

the blind cant see
the crippled cant walk
it is the natural order

imperfection
is perfect
and to take perfect from perfect
only perfect is left

good birds find good trees to live in
trees rotting at the roots
would fall with time

trees grow and fall
good trees last for thousands of years
some barely last a centuary

china's dynasties have good founders
but they failed as the throne fell upon shoulders not meant for the throne
sucession by blood ended
it would fail less easily

money does make life easier

rich or poor
is defined not by the wealth you have
but how you spent it

spend more, save less,
save more, consume less,
two giants of a country,
East and West,
big difference in fate.

peaches and plums dont speak
yet a path is carved beneath them

its not fine to rob others
it is, to defend against robbers
its fine for others not to understand you
its not if you dont understand others

know the person
know the face

the heart, you wont know.

Yours,

Daniel Lee Siang Yuin

the end

what is of essence is nt the time which passed,
but how you spend it.

one and a half years is long time,
which was short,
but as it is,
it has passed.

time t appreciate this blog's title.
all said,
let fate decide.
trust luck.

t my hsmates,

i ll enjoy the moments of stress where craziness overtake us,
the second-hand smoke from brunei,
the times we laughed,
the times we laugh even louder,
and,
yeah,
thx 4 ur coms.

there are no strangers. only friends we haven meet.

whats worth more than a friend?


***

a true friend is one whos stabs u in the front.


who forgives and forgets.


who finds peace.


in friends.

***

yet there 'friends' who value other friends over some.


yet there are friends who are misuse the value of being friends.


***

i was one.


till i realised how stupid this was.


better to be construstive,


than destructive.


***

nobody normally wants to hurt anybody.


neither do i.

***

yet whats worth more than a friend?


***

haha...
screw this post.

i found peace.
this blog is no longer necessary.

perfect art.

the art of making fun of urself.

of laughing at urself.

of absorbing the joke.

of being the joke.

is the most beautiful art of all.

the clown in u.

express it.

laugh at urself.

and people will laugh with u.

nirvana doesnt last.

i walked to ac.

everytin still felt acute.

hsmate asked me y im nt eatin.

told him later.

they waited 4 me.

dint want t care.

at last i gave in to nt making them awkward.

1st gulp of food.

fading.

2nd gulp.

fading.

3rd gulp.

gone.

like some kind of loss.

frustrated.

dint show.

my face is a bit weird.

cant seem to make an angry or sad face.

its either emotionless.

or smiling.

lasted 4 i dont know how long.

then.

something snapped.

i dint care bout what i did.

i dint care what others think of me.

it just snapped.

***

i had this feel of being mentally retarded.

of being seriously stupid.

it lifted.

then.

gone.

***

its no forsaken explanation.

but i ve no other.

***

but still this time im free.

again.

and im keepin it that way.

nirvana.

i was depressed.

and retarded.

and felt stupid.

cant even get that useless glycolysis into my neuroneless brain.

simply got up.

took my key.

opened prison's gate.

went down.

aimless.

walked to ac.

turned back.

went to swimming pool.

soaked feet.

9.25 seconds.

went to mini park.

sat on slide.

looked into the clouds.

they appear not moving.

yet were moving.

for an hour.

people passed.

there was an ant on my leg.

mosquitoes were all around.

suprisingly none bit me.

some eye within me open.

i could see.

the world was getting normal.

the eye of my childhood.

when i was not yet retarded.

i am free.