Alright.
The new year has not arrived but the year we're in now is definitely ending. And as the years cycle by, it is once again time to review the year and conclude.

Well. The year has been a good one. Or this 2 years anyway. It seemed like one long year cause this time last year, i was among the wild horses of New Zealand, meditating from the back of my land rover. Ok not exactly, New year was celebrated then with poker and beer. And the repetitive nature of a job in the organisation means that things have been somewhat similar throughout the two years. So yeah. This two years has been shit, but now that its past, i could proudly look back and say 'hey, it ain't that bad innit?'. All those wkends lost and holidays burned.

And looking back at my resolutions for the year, i am pleased to say that the guitar is now my friend, at least to a certain level, and so has been the uke, which has been a great bonus right at the end of the year. I can still not drive. And the amount of writing i did was quite minimal especially in the latter part of the year. So, half of the stuff accomplished? That's more than i actually believed i will do in the first place.

And there be alot of thoughts. which i will sort out in my free time this few days.

but for now, the legend of the seeker awaits.

Rest

Well. its been long but things had been far from static. Still trying to settle into this lifestyle change as i move on from the organisation back to dependency of the family.

During my days in the organisation, I was, for more than once, compelled to write stuff against it when the organisation dealt one injustice over another at me. And at those times, i made a mental note to write down those stuff then once i am over and done with the organisation. And i was reminded of those mental notes that i had as i saw all the anger towards the organisation by my fellow mates in the organisation.

I am still against the organisation as any of my close friends would tell you. Against the forceful recruitment process and against the whole idea of it and the lack of alternatives to it. But to write anything against it now seem pointless and unrequired. And so i shall burn those mental notes of mine. For forgiveness is a virtue, ain't it?

But life has certainly slowed down. Not that it was fast to begin with. But it does bring a certain joy to wake early to know that i am at perfect liberty to sleep in. To go for lunch at 1 at Loyang Point, eating a $2.50 mixed-vegetable rice which need not necessarily taste better than the rations i recieve, but to know that it is as good a meal a free man can get. To sit on my couch, playing the uke, musing bout life's little melodies, knowing that there's no one to be triaged or dispensed. I like this.

I like sleeping early and waking early. Watching videos online and then shows on TV then read a few books and play some psp. Just lazing around at home rocking to and fro in my rocking chair while the winds of spring start to blow, watching the rays of the sun change in their angles and hues.

Rest. This is what i needed.

Its D+7 days and i am already feeling the ill effects of being free. Exhaustion and illness has striken me and so has constant nagging.

I mean how hard is it to let me do my own things. Give only opinion when i ask for it. And not anytime and everytime possible and saying things like i am cursed or something. and everything isn't the fault of the computer or the psp. damn it.

Why can't i ever be free.

Someone once said:


But well,



=)

'Tis the gift to be simple,
'tis the gift to be free,
'tis the gift to come down where you ought to be,
And when we find ourselves in the place just right,
It will be in the valley of love and delight.


Delight. bordering on delirium

Finale

If today was your last day and tomorrow was too late
Could you say goodbye to yesterday?
Would you live each moment like your last?
Leave old pictures in the past?
Donate every dime you had?

And would you call those friends you never see?
Reminisce old memories?
Would you forgive your enemies?

If. Would?

Deuces.

So. its 2 days to what must be one of the greatest days in recent history.

2 Days to 2 Decades of life.
2 Days to end 2 Years of Servitude.

Somehow all the celebration and joy of such an occasion is absent. Drained by the bloody troublesome application for visas and university places.

A pair of Deuces.
Just a pair of Deuces left.

Take a photograph,
It'll be the last,
Not a dollar or a crowd could ever keep me here

4

Sorry for the absence. was away due to a broken connection and a sloth-like lifestyle.

But its 4 days left and i have already wrapped up most, if not all, of my life in the organisation.

But yes, for a friend:

You are not alone, for I am here with you
Though you're far away, I am here to stay
You are not alone, for I am here with you
Though we're far apart, you're always in my heart

You really aren't. You guys will always be my friends man. never forget the after office hours.

9

Expert texpert choking smokers
Don't you think the joker laughs at you? Ha ha ha!
See how they smile,
Like pigs in a sty,
See how they snied. I'm crying.

9 more days of walrus-ish madness.