Monday, May 14, 2007

just pretend

so i was reading one of murakami's books again today, being utterly bored and all, and just like norwegian wood, another song in this book struck a chord with me,

"pretend you're happy when you're blue
it isn't very hard to do..."

and it's a really nice song btw, but i kinda like the lyrics, which are somewhat true. how people sometimes hide what they feel and get hurt so that others don't, or put on a smile so their friends won't have to worry about them. pretending is what we do best, little white lies and happy smiles plastered over bleeding hearts so that nobody knows what we really feel inside, our emotional armour against the world. and when an inadvertent few eventually get behind the bastion of these shells of ours, seeing behind the masks we hold up to the world, it's often the case that in providing an opening, you leave yourself open to hurt, and it's a vicious cycle, that so often, you end up pretending and lying to those you care for the most, and it becomes easier and easier, such that you eventually hide your true self from them again

okay forgive the ranting, it's late and i'm bored. but the song is really rather nice.

wen was dreaming at 3:18 AM

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Friday, May 11, 2007

starry starry night

"star light, star bright
first star i see tonight
i wish i may, i wish i might,
have the wish i wish tonight"

i wonder if wishing on the first night star actually works.
as does wishing on shooting stars.
i guess we'll never really know.

wen was dreaming at 1:22 AM

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Wednesday, May 09, 2007

When the stars are perfectly aligned...

so let me ask you, what's the chance of seeing a shooting star, a comet and a lunar eclipse, all at the same time? or for that matter, just two shooting stars, crossing paths. that'd be good enough for me.

wen was dreaming at 10:20 PM

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Hope springs eternal

Hope is the province of fools and dreamers, romantics and idealists.

The practical modern man spurns it and prefers to believe in his own skills and abilities to see him through life.

But why, oh why, did Pandora ever have to open that box?

wen was dreaming at 3:48 AM

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Monday, May 07, 2007

mika - any other world

In any other world
You could tell the difference
And let it all unfurl
Into broken ruminants

Smile like you mean it
And let yourself let go

I tried to live alone
But lonely is lonely, alone
So human as I am
I had to give up my defences

So I smiled and tried to mean it
To let myself let go

Cos it's all in the hands of a bitter, bitter man
Say goodbye to the world you thought you lived in
Take a bow, play the part of a lonely lonely heart
Say goodbye to the world you thought you lived in
To the world you thought you lived in

In any other world
You could tell the difference

[Spoken]
"I never ever, I forget my story.
My face is not sad, but sometimes, I am sad."

wen was dreaming at 7:01 PM

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Saturday, May 05, 2007

the simple things in life...

perhaps the holidays are getting too boring or depressing for me, but just in case you don't want anything too gloomy to spoil your own holidays, read no further.

now that the disclaimer's done, we'll start.

today as i was having dinner with my family (the extended one), i was just watching my cousins (the really young ones) at play, and it just struck me that it's been such a long time since i've been so young, carefree and innocent, with nary a care in the world. not caring about anything, living for the moment, with no worries in life, their sole heartbreak being denied playtime and having an early bedtime. and it was saddening, because most of that dinner was spent lamenting to my cousin, who was the same age as me, about how boring life's become and how i'm bored half the time these days. (although, i do agree that boredom is largely a figment of one's own mindset, and life's only as boring as you want it to be..) but sometimes, i just wish that life really were that simple, where relations with friends weren't so complicated and based on mutual likes and dislikes, where we could do things because we wanted to, and not having to worry about what others would care, think or feel, where we could just live for the moment and not worry about the future. but, being adults (or so we sometimes wish), that's impossible. so we stumble, we trip and fall, we get hurt, and we learn along the way. and we get bored.

another thing that struck me (yeah a lot of things hit me when i'm bored), when i was musing through neil gaiman's latest book 'fragile things', was something he mentioned. that it's peculiar how the things we regard as most fragile, are usually the strongest and toughest, surprisingly. like how the fragility of an eggshell, if used correctly, can support great loads. or how a butterfly's delicate wings flapping in the right place at the right time can supposedly cause a hurricane on the other side of the world. or how the elegant strands of a spiderweb are amazingly resilient (watched spiderman recently?). and how hearts are so easily broken, but they're the toughest muscle in the body, able to sustain you for a lifetime. and perhaps, how the whimsical musings of a fool could have the strongest impact on your life.

wen was dreaming at 10:02 PM

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