Sunday, September 17, 2006
The Shepherd, herders and sheep
we grew too much to know where we were
we climbed too fast to realise those who fell
we thought we are immortal, because of who we serve
we thought we are the mountains, but actually human
stop thinking numbers when people matter
quit asking me for souls when i'm drying up
your fame spreads, while your flock scatters
you gain a thousand, but lose a hundred less
So many sheep once grazed with me
Happy were we, having you, happy me
The pasture remains, but the flock's changed
Disappointment beckoned the strayed
herders, oh herders, be oblivious no more!
keep your eyes on the flock and not on the open gates!
many are hurt, disappointed and wounded
many are disillusioned, many more faded
I love the Shepherd, l love the pasture
I hope to show them to the lost, to the stray.
I hope the herders would wake up their idea
And stop chasing away the sheep they once nurtured
We are sheep, not yet shepherd dogs
We can baaah, not yet bark
Many are called, few are chosen
So stop the, freaking evolution!
i care for my friends, i can't bear to let them go thru disappointments that would leave a scar etched on them forever. Perhaps i might be wrong. Perhaps seeing members, leaders, SOT grads backslide was a little too stressful for me to bear. I know them, that's why it hurts. I'm grieved coz they mattered but were not cherished. They are gone, but life goes on as per normal.
Perhaps, they were just numbers and figures.
perhaps one day.. i can shake systems into shape, and i'll bring you back.
Perhaps... you were meant to stray...
perhaps... eyes have not seen, ears have not heard..
a disappointed/confused bob
we grew too much to know where we were
we climbed too fast to realise those who fell
we thought we are immortal, because of who we serve
we thought we are the mountains, but actually human
stop thinking numbers when people matter
quit asking me for souls when i'm drying up
your fame spreads, while your flock scatters
you gain a thousand, but lose a hundred less
So many sheep once grazed with me
Happy were we, having you, happy me
The pasture remains, but the flock's changed
Disappointment beckoned the strayed
herders, oh herders, be oblivious no more!
keep your eyes on the flock and not on the open gates!
many are hurt, disappointed and wounded
many are disillusioned, many more faded
I love the Shepherd, l love the pasture
I hope to show them to the lost, to the stray.
I hope the herders would wake up their idea
And stop chasing away the sheep they once nurtured
We are sheep, not yet shepherd dogs
We can baaah, not yet bark
Many are called, few are chosen
So stop the, freaking evolution!
i care for my friends, i can't bear to let them go thru disappointments that would leave a scar etched on them forever. Perhaps i might be wrong. Perhaps seeing members, leaders, SOT grads backslide was a little too stressful for me to bear. I know them, that's why it hurts. I'm grieved coz they mattered but were not cherished. They are gone, but life goes on as per normal.
Perhaps, they were just numbers and figures.
perhaps one day.. i can shake systems into shape, and i'll bring you back.
Perhaps... you were meant to stray...
perhaps... eyes have not seen, ears have not heard..
a disappointed/confused bob
Friday, September 15, 2006
Darn...
it's already 4.30am.. i'm still up an awake blogging. :P Oh.. did i mention i gotta be out and about for research in a few hours time at national library?
Was out at Zouk last night. (Yes, i was at Zouk. wholesome folks, brace urself pls :P) Was quite an experience. There are a few mini platforms all around, and my classmates n I have ploked ourselves comfortably a few metres off 1 of these stages. Then lo and behold, a few shims graced that platform with moves oh-so-sensual that I cannot bring myself to type. Yes, the crowd got wild. woof whistles and shireks drowned in the thumping of the mambo beat. What would we do without such gutsy gals? i mean.. they do have balls yeah?
Suddenly, i dunno why.. out of the people mountain people sea gazing at himer, shim suddenly pointed at me. My classmates gasped, my jaws dropped and i could feel my knees buckling. I slid across the wall and became part of the wallpaper. Pls, i'm straight and I've no pleasure in groping what I already have, thank you.
After some jostling and squeezing, we proceeded to a less rowdy crowded area(or so i tot), Phuture (Spell check). R n B envelope the air and the dance moves are more restrictive. No more silly square root choppings and doing that thing pointings, just hands by ya side and gyrate away. Sad to say, the air was a little stuffy coz we all were like palm length apart fron everyone else. Oh well.. to top it off, there was this lian behind wiping dry her bodily perspiration from her back, onto my shirt. Hmmm..... strange. Oh well, space constraint. :P
Anyway while i was proclaiming i hardly chiong, i was like greeting a few familiar faces here and there. Shucks.. there goes my noob image. Bumped into Leslie, Junxi and Donavan, from my bmtc platoon. n i tot i saw a fellow hotel wing cadet with his arms full of gals.. ah. dun care.
Fun, but it kinda left my ear drums numbed ever since.. yeah.. but it's getting better. so no worries.
I'm so gonna run for terry fox run.. i'm losing shape n determination. oh dear me..
Oh i saw Shangwei at Safra recently wif his gf.. haha.. kinda like interrogated him about camp matters. Apparently my understudy n his understudy didnt quite leave a positive impression like how I did. Ah hah.. nice.. but in my opinion, the best DyMPO was still Samson. He shouldered so much for the camp. Kudos to him.
Alritey.. gotta get to my bed! 5am don't seem to be too encouraging for bed.. hmm.. it's ok i guess. Better sleep than never? haha
Love you all. I really do!
Weijian
it's already 4.30am.. i'm still up an awake blogging. :P Oh.. did i mention i gotta be out and about for research in a few hours time at national library?
Was out at Zouk last night. (Yes, i was at Zouk. wholesome folks, brace urself pls :P) Was quite an experience. There are a few mini platforms all around, and my classmates n I have ploked ourselves comfortably a few metres off 1 of these stages. Then lo and behold, a few shims graced that platform with moves oh-so-sensual that I cannot bring myself to type. Yes, the crowd got wild. woof whistles and shireks drowned in the thumping of the mambo beat. What would we do without such gutsy gals? i mean.. they do have balls yeah?
Suddenly, i dunno why.. out of the people mountain people sea gazing at himer, shim suddenly pointed at me. My classmates gasped, my jaws dropped and i could feel my knees buckling. I slid across the wall and became part of the wallpaper. Pls, i'm straight and I've no pleasure in groping what I already have, thank you.
After some jostling and squeezing, we proceeded to a less rowdy crowded area(or so i tot), Phuture (Spell check). R n B envelope the air and the dance moves are more restrictive. No more silly square root choppings and doing that thing pointings, just hands by ya side and gyrate away. Sad to say, the air was a little stuffy coz we all were like palm length apart fron everyone else. Oh well.. to top it off, there was this lian behind wiping dry her bodily perspiration from her back, onto my shirt. Hmmm..... strange. Oh well, space constraint. :P
Anyway while i was proclaiming i hardly chiong, i was like greeting a few familiar faces here and there. Shucks.. there goes my noob image. Bumped into Leslie, Junxi and Donavan, from my bmtc platoon. n i tot i saw a fellow hotel wing cadet with his arms full of gals.. ah. dun care.
Fun, but it kinda left my ear drums numbed ever since.. yeah.. but it's getting better. so no worries.
I'm so gonna run for terry fox run.. i'm losing shape n determination. oh dear me..
Oh i saw Shangwei at Safra recently wif his gf.. haha.. kinda like interrogated him about camp matters. Apparently my understudy n his understudy didnt quite leave a positive impression like how I did. Ah hah.. nice.. but in my opinion, the best DyMPO was still Samson. He shouldered so much for the camp. Kudos to him.
Alritey.. gotta get to my bed! 5am don't seem to be too encouraging for bed.. hmm.. it's ok i guess. Better sleep than never? haha
Love you all. I really do!
Weijian
Wednesday, September 06, 2006
Contentment. :)
Imagine this.
You have been out working the whole day and you are famished. Someone gives you a plate of tantalizing chicken rice. It's fragrant, graced with chicken drumstick and an egg. To top it off, you get a bowl of prawn dumpling soup and iced cold cola.
A moment of truth.
You consume it.
Mmmmmmm... :)
Within a few moments of this brief aquaintance, man and food formed a seamless union. The bond built brought great satisfaction to both the starving consumer and purpose driven consumables.
Contentment is established.
Hmm.. seems like after the jamming session n a bit of catching up on my frens' lives gave me a renewed mindset on life n it's purpose. I'm feeling really happy at tis moment. I saw what I used to overlook, things that were taken for granted. Such are the things that brings me so much joy. Perhaps someone is praying for me? Thank you~ Whoever you may be. :)
Oh dear.. my joy is short-lived. hehe.. gotta get back to school project.
But...... studies is awesome!
Hah!
Another plate of chicken rice pls!
Cheers
Bob
Imagine this.
You have been out working the whole day and you are famished. Someone gives you a plate of tantalizing chicken rice. It's fragrant, graced with chicken drumstick and an egg. To top it off, you get a bowl of prawn dumpling soup and iced cold cola.
A moment of truth.
You consume it.
Mmmmmmm... :)
Within a few moments of this brief aquaintance, man and food formed a seamless union. The bond built brought great satisfaction to both the starving consumer and purpose driven consumables.
Contentment is established.
Hmm.. seems like after the jamming session n a bit of catching up on my frens' lives gave me a renewed mindset on life n it's purpose. I'm feeling really happy at tis moment. I saw what I used to overlook, things that were taken for granted. Such are the things that brings me so much joy. Perhaps someone is praying for me? Thank you~ Whoever you may be. :)
Oh dear.. my joy is short-lived. hehe.. gotta get back to school project.
But...... studies is awesome!
Hah!
Another plate of chicken rice pls!
Cheers
Bob
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