well. i think the whole new years day celebration is pretty lame. years come and go and really, there's no point in staying up and celebrating and counting down to tomorrow. i remember the only time i was really like anxiously waiting for the new year was in the year 2000 with all the y2k bug and everything.
yet, i admit, i like to stay up every year till, twelve midnight, and wish a few people. well. because the new year does mean that the slate is wiped clean and you have a brand new year ahead of you to do whatever that is you want to. in that way, it is pretty significant. well. it does seem rather contradictory but oh well. i am rather contradictory.
oh yea. that thing directly below, its for a limited time only because i'm starting to spot a lot of flaws in it. maybe until tomorrow. haha. happy new year everyone! i hope you will be able to achieve everything that you set out to do. whee.
Sunday, December 31, 2006
crystal
you know how sometimes when your life is pretty smooth sailing? then suddenly some new person enters into your life and totally turns it upside down. the person need not be someone close to you. he can enter the life of someone close to you and then the damage will be done. of course you have a god given ability to adapt. but me? the stubborn idiot that i am? that makes things harder.
so it was on one average day that i decide to get a time out and think things through. i get my pack, stuff in a few things and leave the house. it was a pretty dark day. mainly because of the rain. had to brave the rain for a few blocks before i finally reach the bus stop. i dont really look back. i just keep going east for no obvious reasons. you know maybe get to the coast watch the sunset and maybe join a few friends who were staying over at the chalet? usually i would plan my route since i'm not really a know-it-all when it comes to bus routes. but now it was an impromptu journey. i took one bus and at the end of that route i took another from the bus depot which would take me to the seaside. if i forgot to mention, i left my house in the evening, so by the time i took the second bus it was already dark and still raining. very heavily. i realised i was the only one waiting for that bus. well that was logical. i mean who would want to go to the beach in a weather like that? well, it was too late to just turn back now. maybe the rain would stop by the time i get there. the route did look long too.
the bus pulled in. it got on and caught glimpse of the bus driver. he looked strange to say the least. his skin was so pale with a tinge of grey that you could almost mistake him for a dead body. but he was wearing some really cool shades (at night?) and some black coat (the kind which you dont see bus drivers wearing). it was a cold night so i didnt think much about. surprise surprise, i was the only one in the bus. i find a seat somewhere in the middle near the window and make myself comfortable. i could barely see the outside considering the amount of raindrops were falling. i could only see the lights of the streetlamps and approaching vehicles.
i started to feel woozy. you know, i hadn't slept at all the night before. the lights outside the bus began to get warped. the familiar yellow lights began to get replaced with greens and blues and reds. probably my imaginations. my eyes began to close.
"HEY KID!"
i jumped up. i don't know how much time had passed since i closed my eyes, whether it was a few seconds or hours. wait, it couldn't be hours. the bus driver would have chased me away. i looked around. still empty. but this time, someone was sitting with me. he looked like what? in his early thirties? and he looked rather familiar too.
"Whats the matter? sit down kid."
sheepishly i sit down. "Why'd you wake me up? i didnt notice you getting on." after the initial shock, i was rather irritated.
"kid, you look half dead. how do you expect to notice when i get up? besides, i was bored. needed to talk to anybody."
i was puzzled. "do i know you?"
"that is the same question i wanted to ask you when i saw you kid. you look really familiar. anyways, are you running away from home or something?"
looking out, i only saw pitch black and more rain. the only lights outside were from the headlamps of the bus. not even the occasional car. the road was empty.
"kid?"
"no i'm not, why do you think so?"
"because its late and you don't look old enough to be living on your own."
"no, i just needed some time alone. besides, i'm going to sleepover with some friends."
i don't know why i was even talking to him. i don't usually talk to strangers at all but there was something, warm and comforting about him. there was silence, besides the loud drumming of the bus engine.
"so, where you going?" i asked.
"me? nowhere! i'm a free spirit. wandering around wherever i choose to go. it seems i found my way back home."
"you live around here?" i quering trying to look outside for any signs of habitation.
"used to. anyway, it wasnt exactly here but more like in this country."
i tried to look at him without making it seem like i actually was. he had a silver chain clutched in his hand. on the chain was probably the most beautiful crystal and silver pendant i had even. like really. if i could, i buy it for my future wife or something and just so you know, i'm not really attracted to jewellery in the first place. that pendant was special. for some strange reason.
"cool chain, whats it for?"
"oh this? its a good luck charm. i found it many years ago on a day just like this in a pile of mud when i got off a bus. sometimes it works, and sometimes, it screws up at the wrong time. i keep it with me all the time."
"looks very nice."
more silence. but i think this time the guy was thinking about something. its like the look on his face tells you he is going to pour out his life story to you or something. true enough i think he did.
"you know this chain has been with me through a lot of shit. you know when i was a student, i did pretty okay. got the good grades and all that. went to a good university. but grades weren't everything. i was this quiet average guy. didn't really have a lot of presence. too shy to talk to people. acting like an idion around my crush and doing the silliest of things. i was like a big wuss. and sometimes that seriously sucks you know."
i chuckled. i didn't know why. maybe it was out of empathy. "tell me about it. i kind of know how you felt," i found myself replying.
"hah. you think. but you really don't. i got out of school. got a great job. moved out of my parent's house, away from my parents who were driving me nuts in their personal quest to get me married. the job was good you know. good money. but even there i wasn't happy. people took advantage of me. made me do their work. i tried to do something about it but i just could not stand up for myself see? i just couldn't bring myself to just tell the people who pissed me off to f*** off. nah. i just lived with it. hoping someday that everybody would change."
"ouch." that was all i could say. it did seem quite sad. the bus wasn't stopping at any stops which seemed highly unusual. but then again the bus was going in some completely deserted road. but hey, that was highly unusual too. but the guy's story seemed too interesting for me to worry about all that.
"yeah. but then one day, i met Crystal. from the moment i met her i knew that she was the one. really. it wasn't just her looks. it was her personality, her really really nice way with people. the day i saw her, i fell in love. i was ready to do anything for her and i just wanted to marry her. that was how much she meant to me."
"what happened? did you two get together?"
"never happened. we got along perfectly. but i could never approach her and tell her how i really felt. i couldn't make myself. she probably thought we were just really good friends. it went on like that for a few years. then i heard she was going away from the country for a long time. i couldn't bear to be away from her. i quit my job and left my home after her. after the same thing for a few years, i finally got my act together. i was going to tell her i loved her. but then, she just disappeared. i never saw her after that. i searched everywhere, travelling from place to place, country to country. sometimes she would call me and ask me how i was. she would tell me that she cared alot for me and told where she was staying. i'd go to that place only to find her gone. a few weeks later, another call, another country. fives years went by just like that. now, here i am. back where i started. she was always one step ahead of me and i could never catch up.
ironic isn't it? the day i change myself was the day i felt the biggest loss in my life. "
the guy sighed. it must've been painful for him. i just hoped that he wouldn't start crying or rob me when my guard was down. but i doubt he was lying. there was truth in his eyes.
"hey kid. don't ever make the same mistake i did. take charge of your life. don't let people push you around and take advantage of you. and when you see someone you think you love, tell her. or at least do something. don't procrastinate or delay. it'll screw up your life just like it did mine. you have no idea how much i've suffered and how much i've tried to somehow change my life. remember this kid. remember it good."
"i will." that was all i could say. i mean i didn't want to hurt his feelings or anything. i don't know. but then, i felt so sleepy, i felt my eyes closing again. i tried to pry them open but it was of no use. its hard to stop the descent into deep sleep especially when your body really needs it.
i jolted awake and looked around me. the guy was gone. and outside, i could see cars on the road and houses along it. it was still raining heavily though but everything looked considerably much more normal. i probably missed my stop. so i got up with my things, checking if he had stolen anything. nothing was missing. i alighted at the next top and just sat there, thinking about my next course of action. i could wait for the rain to stop and take a nice long stroll to the beach. or maybe i could take the bus back to my stop. it was then i notice something glinting in the mud under a street light. risking getting soaked in the rain, i dashed out and grabbed it.
it was a silver chain with a crystal pendant.
if you actually read through everything, thank you. (: it was just some bad writing i penned down during my absence. haha.
so it was on one average day that i decide to get a time out and think things through. i get my pack, stuff in a few things and leave the house. it was a pretty dark day. mainly because of the rain. had to brave the rain for a few blocks before i finally reach the bus stop. i dont really look back. i just keep going east for no obvious reasons. you know maybe get to the coast watch the sunset and maybe join a few friends who were staying over at the chalet? usually i would plan my route since i'm not really a know-it-all when it comes to bus routes. but now it was an impromptu journey. i took one bus and at the end of that route i took another from the bus depot which would take me to the seaside. if i forgot to mention, i left my house in the evening, so by the time i took the second bus it was already dark and still raining. very heavily. i realised i was the only one waiting for that bus. well that was logical. i mean who would want to go to the beach in a weather like that? well, it was too late to just turn back now. maybe the rain would stop by the time i get there. the route did look long too.
the bus pulled in. it got on and caught glimpse of the bus driver. he looked strange to say the least. his skin was so pale with a tinge of grey that you could almost mistake him for a dead body. but he was wearing some really cool shades (at night?) and some black coat (the kind which you dont see bus drivers wearing). it was a cold night so i didnt think much about. surprise surprise, i was the only one in the bus. i find a seat somewhere in the middle near the window and make myself comfortable. i could barely see the outside considering the amount of raindrops were falling. i could only see the lights of the streetlamps and approaching vehicles.
i started to feel woozy. you know, i hadn't slept at all the night before. the lights outside the bus began to get warped. the familiar yellow lights began to get replaced with greens and blues and reds. probably my imaginations. my eyes began to close.
"HEY KID!"
i jumped up. i don't know how much time had passed since i closed my eyes, whether it was a few seconds or hours. wait, it couldn't be hours. the bus driver would have chased me away. i looked around. still empty. but this time, someone was sitting with me. he looked like what? in his early thirties? and he looked rather familiar too.
"Whats the matter? sit down kid."
sheepishly i sit down. "Why'd you wake me up? i didnt notice you getting on." after the initial shock, i was rather irritated.
"kid, you look half dead. how do you expect to notice when i get up? besides, i was bored. needed to talk to anybody."
i was puzzled. "do i know you?"
"that is the same question i wanted to ask you when i saw you kid. you look really familiar. anyways, are you running away from home or something?"
looking out, i only saw pitch black and more rain. the only lights outside were from the headlamps of the bus. not even the occasional car. the road was empty.
"kid?"
"no i'm not, why do you think so?"
"because its late and you don't look old enough to be living on your own."
"no, i just needed some time alone. besides, i'm going to sleepover with some friends."
i don't know why i was even talking to him. i don't usually talk to strangers at all but there was something, warm and comforting about him. there was silence, besides the loud drumming of the bus engine.
"so, where you going?" i asked.
"me? nowhere! i'm a free spirit. wandering around wherever i choose to go. it seems i found my way back home."
"you live around here?" i quering trying to look outside for any signs of habitation.
"used to. anyway, it wasnt exactly here but more like in this country."
i tried to look at him without making it seem like i actually was. he had a silver chain clutched in his hand. on the chain was probably the most beautiful crystal and silver pendant i had even. like really. if i could, i buy it for my future wife or something and just so you know, i'm not really attracted to jewellery in the first place. that pendant was special. for some strange reason.
"cool chain, whats it for?"
"oh this? its a good luck charm. i found it many years ago on a day just like this in a pile of mud when i got off a bus. sometimes it works, and sometimes, it screws up at the wrong time. i keep it with me all the time."
"looks very nice."
more silence. but i think this time the guy was thinking about something. its like the look on his face tells you he is going to pour out his life story to you or something. true enough i think he did.
"you know this chain has been with me through a lot of shit. you know when i was a student, i did pretty okay. got the good grades and all that. went to a good university. but grades weren't everything. i was this quiet average guy. didn't really have a lot of presence. too shy to talk to people. acting like an idion around my crush and doing the silliest of things. i was like a big wuss. and sometimes that seriously sucks you know."
i chuckled. i didn't know why. maybe it was out of empathy. "tell me about it. i kind of know how you felt," i found myself replying.
"hah. you think. but you really don't. i got out of school. got a great job. moved out of my parent's house, away from my parents who were driving me nuts in their personal quest to get me married. the job was good you know. good money. but even there i wasn't happy. people took advantage of me. made me do their work. i tried to do something about it but i just could not stand up for myself see? i just couldn't bring myself to just tell the people who pissed me off to f*** off. nah. i just lived with it. hoping someday that everybody would change."
"ouch." that was all i could say. it did seem quite sad. the bus wasn't stopping at any stops which seemed highly unusual. but then again the bus was going in some completely deserted road. but hey, that was highly unusual too. but the guy's story seemed too interesting for me to worry about all that.
"yeah. but then one day, i met Crystal. from the moment i met her i knew that she was the one. really. it wasn't just her looks. it was her personality, her really really nice way with people. the day i saw her, i fell in love. i was ready to do anything for her and i just wanted to marry her. that was how much she meant to me."
"what happened? did you two get together?"
"never happened. we got along perfectly. but i could never approach her and tell her how i really felt. i couldn't make myself. she probably thought we were just really good friends. it went on like that for a few years. then i heard she was going away from the country for a long time. i couldn't bear to be away from her. i quit my job and left my home after her. after the same thing for a few years, i finally got my act together. i was going to tell her i loved her. but then, she just disappeared. i never saw her after that. i searched everywhere, travelling from place to place, country to country. sometimes she would call me and ask me how i was. she would tell me that she cared alot for me and told where she was staying. i'd go to that place only to find her gone. a few weeks later, another call, another country. fives years went by just like that. now, here i am. back where i started. she was always one step ahead of me and i could never catch up.
ironic isn't it? the day i change myself was the day i felt the biggest loss in my life. "
the guy sighed. it must've been painful for him. i just hoped that he wouldn't start crying or rob me when my guard was down. but i doubt he was lying. there was truth in his eyes.
"hey kid. don't ever make the same mistake i did. take charge of your life. don't let people push you around and take advantage of you. and when you see someone you think you love, tell her. or at least do something. don't procrastinate or delay. it'll screw up your life just like it did mine. you have no idea how much i've suffered and how much i've tried to somehow change my life. remember this kid. remember it good."
"i will." that was all i could say. i mean i didn't want to hurt his feelings or anything. i don't know. but then, i felt so sleepy, i felt my eyes closing again. i tried to pry them open but it was of no use. its hard to stop the descent into deep sleep especially when your body really needs it.
i jolted awake and looked around me. the guy was gone. and outside, i could see cars on the road and houses along it. it was still raining heavily though but everything looked considerably much more normal. i probably missed my stop. so i got up with my things, checking if he had stolen anything. nothing was missing. i alighted at the next top and just sat there, thinking about my next course of action. i could wait for the rain to stop and take a nice long stroll to the beach. or maybe i could take the bus back to my stop. it was then i notice something glinting in the mud under a street light. risking getting soaked in the rain, i dashed out and grabbed it.
it was a silver chain with a crystal pendant.
if you actually read through everything, thank you. (: it was just some bad writing i penned down during my absence. haha.
Thursday, December 28, 2006
disbanded
imagination is something very powerful. i got to exercise that tool to a large extent these past few days. from the bus that takes the route to the land of dreams, to hunting foul heretics with small custom water guns, to even confronting and purging the evil that lies within the worn and abandoned walls of an old hospital.
it would take ages to list down a full account of all happenings. so i shall not. save us the trouble of you getting bored to death. but i do have something to share though, which i will do once i get the time.
though the intense pressure on my physical and mental self mainly caused by a great lack of sleep, i apologize for any weird incidences and if i gave a general impression of totally ignoring you & not responding to you.
of course, on the archery Christmas party thing, i was supposed to deliver some goods to two particular people. one person escaped early before i could even approach the person and make the delivery and thus complicating things. the other seemed rather down with some problems and i feel happy to make the person feel slightly better. yay.
it would take ages to list down a full account of all happenings. so i shall not. save us the trouble of you getting bored to death. but i do have something to share though, which i will do once i get the time.
though the intense pressure on my physical and mental self mainly caused by a great lack of sleep, i apologize for any weird incidences and if i gave a general impression of totally ignoring you & not responding to you.
of course, on the archery Christmas party thing, i was supposed to deliver some goods to two particular people. one person escaped early before i could even approach the person and make the delivery and thus complicating things. the other seemed rather down with some problems and i feel happy to make the person feel slightly better. yay.
Tuesday, December 26, 2006
finally.
Digital Love
Last night I had a dream about you
In this dream I'm dancing right beside you
And it looked like everyone was having fun
the kind of feeling I've waited so long
Don't stop come a little closer
As we jam the rythm gets stronger
There's nothing wrong with just a little little fun
We were dancing all night long
The time is right to put my arms around you
You're feeling right
You wrap your arms around too
But suddenly I feel the shining sun
Before I knew it this dream was all gone
Ooh I don't know what to do
About this dream and you
I wish this dream comes true
Ooh I don't know what to do
About this dream and you
We'll make this dream come true
Why don't you play the game ?
Why don't you play the game ?
well finally. after weeks of hearing that damned nokia 5300 advertisements, i sought that song they were playing. and behold, thanks to plan, i have finally found it and listened to it! its by daft punk btw. and its so danceable that i just feel like dancing. hahahahahahaha.
yesterday night, a simple "how did you spend christmas day today?" question spawned an hour plus long mind blowing sharing and discussion of religious content and issues in the world. hmmm.
well, next three days will be very busy. training, shopping for cooking utensils, class chalet, official training, archery christmas thing, blaeke chalet?, and other random stuff before aas on friday. whoops. technically, i ought to be training a hell for it. but there really isnt much time. and you know, maybe since i come back very well rested, i become godlike on friday and get my first medal. hahahahahahahaha.
Last night I had a dream about you
In this dream I'm dancing right beside you
And it looked like everyone was having fun
the kind of feeling I've waited so long
Don't stop come a little closer
As we jam the rythm gets stronger
There's nothing wrong with just a little little fun
We were dancing all night long
The time is right to put my arms around you
You're feeling right
You wrap your arms around too
But suddenly I feel the shining sun
Before I knew it this dream was all gone
Ooh I don't know what to do
About this dream and you
I wish this dream comes true
Ooh I don't know what to do
About this dream and you
We'll make this dream come true
Why don't you play the game ?
Why don't you play the game ?
well finally. after weeks of hearing that damned nokia 5300 advertisements, i sought that song they were playing. and behold, thanks to plan, i have finally found it and listened to it! its by daft punk btw. and its so danceable that i just feel like dancing. hahahahahahaha.
yesterday night, a simple "how did you spend christmas day today?" question spawned an hour plus long mind blowing sharing and discussion of religious content and issues in the world. hmmm.
well, next three days will be very busy. training, shopping for cooking utensils, class chalet, official training, archery christmas thing, blaeke chalet?, and other random stuff before aas on friday. whoops. technically, i ought to be training a hell for it. but there really isnt much time. and you know, maybe since i come back very well rested, i become godlike on friday and get my first medal. hahahahahahahaha.
Monday, December 25, 2006
christmas
well. it all began when alan invited me to watch a play. i was like okay. 1.5 hours. not a bad way to spend a holiday. so i met up with him in sembawang and we walked to victory family center. it was there that i learned that it was actually an outreach sessions. hmm. that changes things. but okae. open mind and respect the proceedings.
it began allright. a few Christmas carols that i sang abit here and there, clapping my hands with everyone else. i met the smiles of the people sitting near as i wished them a blessed Christmas. the play started. it was interesting. mixed with lotsa Christian elements (durh!). well. i saw the story of Christmas enacted by very cute kids.
at the end of the play, there was this session where a lady came on stage and started sharing with us.
she wasnt born a Christian. and she shared with us the emptiness that she felt in life. and subsequent years when converting gave the strength to stand up to life's problems. she asked for people in the crowd to close their eyes and open up their heart to God. my beliefs were steadfast, considering i was listening to a different aspect of the same thing. however, as i was reflecting i realised that i wasnt living up to my beliefs very well. i wasnt fulfilling my obligations well enough. and at that moment, i made a few resolutions and vows. i left the place very much happier and alot more content.
ultimately, its different aspects of the same thing. thats why i felt happy for those who stood up. at least they are no longer ignorant.
well. to be honest, i think i ended up gaining alot more than i had expected.
needless to say, this was the most meaningful Christmas in my life. and it was in a rather intriguing way. if you didnt really understand the above, err, sorry, i'm not always good at articulating my thoughts. hee.
Merry Christmas! well, whats left of it. haha.
it began allright. a few Christmas carols that i sang abit here and there, clapping my hands with everyone else. i met the smiles of the people sitting near as i wished them a blessed Christmas. the play started. it was interesting. mixed with lotsa Christian elements (durh!). well. i saw the story of Christmas enacted by very cute kids.
at the end of the play, there was this session where a lady came on stage and started sharing with us.
she wasnt born a Christian. and she shared with us the emptiness that she felt in life. and subsequent years when converting gave the strength to stand up to life's problems. she asked for people in the crowd to close their eyes and open up their heart to God. my beliefs were steadfast, considering i was listening to a different aspect of the same thing. however, as i was reflecting i realised that i wasnt living up to my beliefs very well. i wasnt fulfilling my obligations well enough. and at that moment, i made a few resolutions and vows. i left the place very much happier and alot more content.
ultimately, its different aspects of the same thing. thats why i felt happy for those who stood up. at least they are no longer ignorant.
well. to be honest, i think i ended up gaining alot more than i had expected.
needless to say, this was the most meaningful Christmas in my life. and it was in a rather intriguing way. if you didnt really understand the above, err, sorry, i'm not always good at articulating my thoughts. hee.
Merry Christmas! well, whats left of it. haha.
Sunday, December 24, 2006
bubbles
okay. right now i am utterly spooked. saw this at some random place and it looked interesting. but seriously.
Saturday, December 23, 2006
cards
well. i still remember a few months ago. just before promos. i sat down and scribbled a card of thanks to an evil-in-a-rather-good-way-who-was-partially-involved-in-the-biggest-screw-up-for-me-in-jc friend of mine. i saw the friend in the morning as i did everyday in the same table. my hand stayed. the card never left my file and i think its still there unless i ripped it up in my sleep.
damn. cant get new phone since contract doesnt expire or something till january.
well. this time i should at least give some people stuff that i acquired in my recent absence. well. a quarter of the trouble is over since i've told some people. the remaining quarter is to give it to them and the remaining people is to tell some other people. so erm, strange.
kabul express was nice. glad i rushed to watch it with the other two As
damn. cant get new phone since contract doesnt expire or something till january.
well. this time i should at least give some people stuff that i acquired in my recent absence. well. a quarter of the trouble is over since i've told some people. the remaining quarter is to give it to them and the remaining people is to tell some other people. so erm, strange.
kabul express was nice. glad i rushed to watch it with the other two As
Friday, December 22, 2006
coming
The Day the Saucers Came
That day, the saucers landed. Hundreds of them, golden,
Silent, coming down from the sky like great snowflakes,
And the people of Earth stood and stared as they descended,
Waiting, dry-mouthed to find what waited inside for us
And none of us knowing if we would be here tomorrow
But you didn't notice it because
That day, the day the saucers came, by some coincidence,
Was the day that the graves gave up their dead
And the zombies pushed up through soft earth
or erupted, shambling and dull-eyed, unstoppable,
Came towards us, the living, and we screamed and ran,
But you did not notice this because
On the saucer day, which was the zombie day, it was
Ragnarok also, and the television screens showed us
A ship built of dead-man's nails, a serpent, a wolf,
All bigger than the mind could hold, and the cameraman could
Not get far enough away, and then the Gods came out
But you did not see them coming because
On the saucer-zombie-battling gods day the floodgates broke
And each of us was engulfed by genies and sprites
Offering us wishes and wonders and eternities
And charm and cleverness and true brave hearts and pots of gold
While giants feefofummed across the land, and killer bees,
But you had no idea of any of this because
That day, the saucer day the zombie day
The Ragnarok and fairies day, the day the great winds came
And snows, and the cities turned to crystal, the day
All plants died, plastics dissolved, the day the
Computers turned, the screens telling us we would obey, the day
Angels, drunk and muddled, stumbled from the bars,
And all the bells of London were sounded, the day
Animals spoke to us in Assyrian, the Yeti day,
The fluttering capes and arrival of the Time Machine day,
You didn't notice any of this because
you were sitting in your room, not doing anything
not even reading, not really, just
looking at your telephone,
wondering if I was going to call.
Neil Gaiman
i dont know about you. i think this is a brilliant poem from his book. i never expected the ending. i got it from a website he wrote for. hopefully he wont sue me? everytime i look through it, i imagine it being sung in a The Humpty Dumpty Love Song tune. i try to put the words in but it just doesnt come out right.
if you havent read any of his works, its really a pity. oh yea. btw, i'm back. teehee.
That day, the saucers landed. Hundreds of them, golden,
Silent, coming down from the sky like great snowflakes,
And the people of Earth stood and stared as they descended,
Waiting, dry-mouthed to find what waited inside for us
And none of us knowing if we would be here tomorrow
But you didn't notice it because
That day, the day the saucers came, by some coincidence,
Was the day that the graves gave up their dead
And the zombies pushed up through soft earth
or erupted, shambling and dull-eyed, unstoppable,
Came towards us, the living, and we screamed and ran,
But you did not notice this because
On the saucer day, which was the zombie day, it was
Ragnarok also, and the television screens showed us
A ship built of dead-man's nails, a serpent, a wolf,
All bigger than the mind could hold, and the cameraman could
Not get far enough away, and then the Gods came out
But you did not see them coming because
On the saucer-zombie-battling gods day the floodgates broke
And each of us was engulfed by genies and sprites
Offering us wishes and wonders and eternities
And charm and cleverness and true brave hearts and pots of gold
While giants feefofummed across the land, and killer bees,
But you had no idea of any of this because
That day, the saucer day the zombie day
The Ragnarok and fairies day, the day the great winds came
And snows, and the cities turned to crystal, the day
All plants died, plastics dissolved, the day the
Computers turned, the screens telling us we would obey, the day
Angels, drunk and muddled, stumbled from the bars,
And all the bells of London were sounded, the day
Animals spoke to us in Assyrian, the Yeti day,
The fluttering capes and arrival of the Time Machine day,
You didn't notice any of this because
you were sitting in your room, not doing anything
not even reading, not really, just
looking at your telephone,
wondering if I was going to call.
Neil Gaiman
i dont know about you. i think this is a brilliant poem from his book. i never expected the ending. i got it from a website he wrote for. hopefully he wont sue me? everytime i look through it, i imagine it being sung in a The Humpty Dumpty Love Song tune. i try to put the words in but it just doesnt come out right.
if you havent read any of his works, its really a pity. oh yea. btw, i'm back. teehee.
Friday, December 01, 2006
laaaalalala
farewell my friends. i travel into the unknown and the uncontrollable and will hopefully be back. hee.
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