Voice recorder is found
Lost voice returns
No more being voiceless
Crying out for help
Seeking to be heard and understood
Creating boundaries to have own space
Rest from the weary life
Inspiration On: Friday, 7 November 2015
My sony voice recorder is found in a pencil box. I found it by accident when I am looking for a pen knife to open the delivered books from an online bookshop. I’m so happy and surprised of myself. I am able to voice out to my mum to listen to me rather than always listen to their opinions.
Wish you all have good days and thank you.
Thursday, 23 January 2014
1. Live under the decision of others
2. My indecisiveness cost my current situation
Tuesday, 11 February 2014
The cycle of life is continuum
Friday, 14 February 2014
An indecisive freak is lost forever
During attending a talk, the speaker introduced about the Six Word Submission at SmithMag.net and gave the participants papers to write their own six words about life. The above birthed out of my own life experience. Do participate in its creative ways to describe about lives and other stuffs. Enjoy.
Vast sparkly waves of ocean
As the sun shines onto the ocean
Vastness of ocean increases more
Final beautiful sight in mind
Gradually sink into the bottom ocean seabed
Eyelids close, sealing own fate
Blur sight of a swimmer
Before losing consciousness in the ocean depth
Everyone flashes back in memories
Awaking to the soothing music
Among two smiling patients on hospital beds
Hopes re-live in his heart
A man dressed in white
Listens to poured out woes and pats
When other patients go outdoor
Encourages her to be strong
Sowing a strength to own beloved friend
In times of tumultuous life
Seeds of love and care
Gradually buds forth in her broken heart
Living filled with hope again
Inspiration On: Tuesday, 23 July 2013 at 6pm
Inspiration Ends On: Tuesday, 30 July 2013 from 9:16am to 10:17am
This image had been appearing in my friend’s mind to part III so I expressed it in haiku and continues it.
Dwelling in quietness
Amidst the crowd
No lonely feeling
Peaceful feeling instead
The time to enjoy
The rest in my heart and mind
Eyes are at rest with the scenery
Lost in music from Walkman in my ear
Losing myself in imagination
Inspiration On: Thursday, 27 June 2013 at 11:25pm to 11:36pm
Such feelings are generated when I read Terry’s inspiration at her blog. Enjoy.
Roaming ants on tables
As they march to their nest hole at a corner
Roaming ants on walls
As they march to their nest hole at a corner
Lone ranger ants
Roaming into cups
Roaming into mugs
Roaming into kettles.
Fall to their deaths;
Into the seabed of water –
Inspiration On: Thursday, 17 January 2013 at 1:15pm
Inspiration Ends On: Friday, 18 January 2013 at 3:07pm
Oftentimes, an ant or even five ants died in my cup filled with warm water. Even dead ants are inside the kettle. I was imagining the possibility of their presence in my cup even my family’s cup. So my imagination has been running wild about the lone ranger ants’ death existence.
Queue until unquenchable thirst.
Queue until stomach growls for food.
Queue until faint.
Queue until building tents to stay a night.
Queue until time is lost.
Inspiration On: Wednesday, 26 December 2012 at 2012 at 1:11pm
When I was passing by a small restaurant, I saw a lot of people queuing. So the above inspiration is birthed out.
Warm, breezy night
Dark, thin clouds hovering over the moon
Crisp howling dogs and wolves
As a fish jumps out of the river.
A sudden cold wind
Chilling to my bone
As I lose my way . . .
At the eerie and creepy forest.
Startled by the abrupt flying bat
Startled by the shining red eyes amongst bushes
Startled by the hissing snake
With teary, frightened eyes
Trembling body as hard as stone
HELP! I’M STUCK!
HELP! I’M LOST!
Inspiration On: Sunday, 28 October 2012 at 2:51am
Inspiration Ends: Wednesday, 31 October 2012 at 2:59pm
The weather in the animation of Ranma episode 99 and 100 are the source of my above inspiration. “Warm, breezy night. Water splashing. Eerie. Creepy” are the starting words. Finally, I imagined myself being lost in the woods.
Deep buried feelings were kept somewhere.
Painful memories were left unidentified for ten years.
Not ten years, more than that.
Unknowingly, it was planted since young.
It was sowed seed by seed.
Motivation of study is from external source.
Motivation of study only comes from mother.
No inner motivation to do so.
No sense of purpose in life.
No compass to guide me.
Only my parents are my compass.
We followed mother to her chosen destination to give us good future.
We lived in an uncle’s house due to lack of finance.
With my own eyes, I saw my mother being bullied.
I wish to stand strong, but I’m weak.
I’m standing at the corner.
I feel lost.
Angry with my self!
Why am I so slow?
Why am I a weakling?
Leave me alone.
I just wish to be quiet.
A slight headache.
Someone came to my rescue.
It is like a Light enters my heart.
There is a sense of purpose.
I need to stand strong.
But in the Light I can.
A door is closed.
But He opens a window.
A window opens my mind to marriage.
With just a few words through written message,
My past deep feelings were dug out.
No, I think I found out now.
Now I found out what it is.
Found out the root cause to fear of marriage.
It is the very seed that takes root in my heart since young.
It shaped my thinking.
It also shaped my heart.
Expressed on: Friday, 07 November 2008.