Li, I think you'll like this page.. Lots of fun short stories
http://www.short-stories.co.uk/
Look For Charlie Fish's "Death by Scrabble"--that's a great one!
http://www.short-stories.co.uk/
Look For Charlie Fish's "Death by Scrabble"--that's a great one!
On Temptation
A stray pieces of chocolate
a hersey's kisses
staring at me
in the writing lab
a shiny alien in tin foil
"oh if only I had a heart"
I would eat you
unfortunately ,the brain part of me
says you are suspiciously foreign
Are things always suspiciously promising
baiting you with
harmless sweetness
only to choke you
or cause a tooth decay
which would last years and years?
I don't know
should I leave it alone
or eat it with an open heart and an absent mind?
I've thought long and hard! I know what I'm going to give you guys for Christmas! It's a project.. Hope you guys will like it...(but I'm keeping it a surprise!) Hahahahaha
Wow Li, so you're moving your virutal home?
Been feeling so lazy to blog
it's starting to get cold here
and I hate how cold the bathroom tile feels
on my feet in the mornings
Christmas is coming! (in 2 months)
mkaes me miss home
Orchard road
Sim's place
just chatting the night away
Remember our toast
that night before Christmas
and the first time I watched porn?
It still makes me laugh
and all those morning-nights
at chalets
when we count the sunrise
wait for the tide to return
and that mysterious island
like a miracle from the sea?
Why the sudden nostalgia?
Maybe I'm allergic to the word 'move'
maybe everything's always moving
like time, people, places, faces
in my dreams they are always confused
Maybe it is like a person
in my mind
like a persistent bird
But Li you're moving
don't go too far
even though our virtual world is supposed to
make distnace invisible
Been meditating on the electronic buddy spheres. I don't know. Is it age? Is it some deep cycnicism for being connected to others via a flimsy electronic network? Sometimes looking at Facebook, Myspace or friendster and their likes makes me sad. Emptiness kind of creeps up on my quite unexpectedly when I look at facebook pages and find that I don't know some of these people. Or that whatever I see there is only a sneak preview for some performance I might even want to watch. I mean, this remote distance way of making and maintaining friends feels a little too easy, too superficial to me. And I don't mean this as a kind of harsh judgment. I mean that it makes me feel less connected, more lonely. I see snippets of their lives in some photographs that I can never learn the contexts of, trips which I can only make my own guess as to the kinds of stories they hold. The happy smiling faces on the photographs who once upon a time have argued, cried, showed fear and timidity when we had spent time together. Now they and I have become this two dimensional things pasted online, and our conversations are words mediated over the internet. I want to get connected, I want to talk to you, but do you know what I mean? can you see my very face as I type my messages that you receive in less than a quarter of a second, would you know the motivations behind them?
I miss hearing real voices, having real conversations with real people.
Dedicated to Sim, to Li, to jing and everyone who has ever harmonized and sang with me.
Listen to this song--it's for you gyus.
Click here.A song for you