the island surrounded by dreams

It was my calling to a field of buttercups swaying lazily in the breeze of an Australian spring.
A dream I am living which I hope I would never wake up from.
This is my story, a humble one, but please, mind the step, when you open the door.

collide

I'm quiet you know
You make a first impression
I've found I'm scared to know
I'm always on your mind

Even the best fall down sometimes
Even the wrong words seem to rhyme
Out of the doubt that fills your mind
You somehow find you and I collide


set the bar.
I follow.

few months of australia

I lost myself to australia
I need to get myself back.

I dont know what I am anymore.
An amalgamation of different cultures, philosophies, thinking and communication,

Thats what I am.
I just need to sort it out.

what nonsense.
I dont need to.

I must.
And I will.

置于死地而后生

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 century

china's dynasties have good founders
but they failed as the throne fell upon shoulders not meant for the throne
succession 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