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March 7th, 2010
I was reading other batches for some insight into the experiences of others. After sampling a batch written by A Mystical Leaf of Afro Zen, I was left with the taste of sauteed tomatoes, onions and spirituality in my mouth. Curiously I was reminded of the Meditation for Dummies book I read back in the summer of 1998 or 1999, and how I used to sit in the guest room of my mom's condo and patiently meditate semi-regularly. I felt nothing but increasing weight as I placed the room, the condo, the city and the unknown upon my shoulders.
May 27th, 2005
After I received my small balance of pay from my job and walked back to my bus stop, I saw my very first rainbow in Singapore.
People didn't seem to notice the rainbow or even give a second thought about it, since for the most part their senses were numb to creation and life to begin with.
We are living for what?
I called myself treating everyone to teh halia I bought from an Indian shop I'll never go to again for as long as I live.
It was terrible and had clumps of I don't know what inside it.
May 25th, 2005
The past follows, dark shadows of what was, still alive somewhere inside. Never goes away; even things vowed you'd never let stay. If history should repeat itself, I fear all these dreams, newly arrived, may simply one day disappear. Not many years before the Autumn of my life begins, I long for all the things I missed out on in spring. All around me the tulips and daffodils are rising. If only this once; I am afforded the opportunity to lay out in the fields of gold, perhaps I shall experience the spring I've so long craved. Hopeful. Very hopeful.