In Continuum.

Random Thoughts

I have the habit of writing down my random thoughts nowadays, as well as the thoughts of the people around me. It's kind of like a project that I have in my head, something I'd like to accomplish one day. You can say that in a way, I was inspired by PostSecret.com, but still I don't require people to send in their secrets, or to tell me their own. I simply want people to write something random, something from the top of their heads at that exact moment in time.

I've been having this urge to go up to a random stranger and ask him or her to write something random in my notebook as well. You know how such cravings can never be satisfied by just the people around you. You tend to have the need to expand that project to strangers as well, sort of like the Free Hug Campaign I mentioned about. Who knows, I might just get famous for doing such a thing as well, but probably not nearly as meaningful as the campaigns or projects I mentioned above, but more of a self-satisfactory thing.

Anyway, so here are a couple of random thoughts that came into my mind over the couple of weeks that I have been documenting them. Most of the time, they come from idling moments while waiting for somebody to arrive, to meet up with someone else. But I guess those are the best moments to have these thoughts, since some of the most famous theories and mathematical equations were born out of such idling thoughts, like what Albert Einstein and Sir Issac Newton always did in their own free time. Idling, that should be a religion of it's own really. And we should call it Idlism. How beautiful.

26/1/07 (FRI)
Ngee Ann City Concourse

- Is this worth it?
- "...Secretly falling apart..."
- The grass is greener on the other side, and sharper too.

1550. Self.

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26/01/07 (FRI)
Fish & Co., Novena Square

- I like black straws.
- She looks cute with the small palm and the giant cup.

1925. Self.

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02/02/07 (FRI)

Droning music, lighted cities
Laughter and chatter, making a scene.
'But whatever for?' he asks.
With the Tosca Tango Orchestra's dying pleas.

Begging for the things to seize,
with the cello and the violins.
'But the show must go on!' they replied,
laughing away into the deathly sea.

- It takes the blood of a civilization to fulfill one's belief.
- How does it feel to be decapitated, without your vocal chord to scream but the mind to feel the pain?
- The further we fall, the higher we go in death.
- When will the pain of life seize at death, if we seek death to seize it?

2123. Self.