Nemo altero fragilior est: nemo in crastinam sui certior.
[No man is frailer than another: no man more certain of the morrow.]
The usefulness of living lies not in duration but in what you make of it. Some have lived long and lived little. See to it while you are still here. Whether you have lived [...]
Posts from ‘September, 2009’
Without anguish
Cued
I was buying a fruit juice drink from a stall in Chinatown. The man behind the counter was glistening in sweat and had the sleeves of his arms asymmetrically rolled up. The music playing from his hifi in the background was a Jacky Cheung super-oldie… I found myself humming to it, almost automatically. It wasn’t [...]
Grand Prix Saturday
So after returning home with aching arms (I was hand-holding my dSLR and a massive lens for many hours) from what must be one of the highest-profile events on the Singapore – or even the international – calendar, I proceeded to process, amidst a sleepy heavy headedness, the 500 odd photos that survived the trash [...]
Uh-oh
A problem I find with the ‘don’t think so much about it’ approach in the passive acceptance of occurrences in life is that after some time… you can’t think anymore.
It scares me… that I’m no longer able to think as critically, analytically, and articulate as clearly as before.
I’m trying. I need to.
Midnight wanderings
Exploring the wilderness at night is a wholly different experience. More so when the grounds you tread are totally pitch black, shielded by the vegetation and canopies against any light straying in from the neighbouring civilisation. Hardly eerie. Instead, all is at peace.
The light from your headlamp is reflected off dew on the grass, or [...]
On educating children
Frequent commerce with the world can be an astonishing source of light for a man’s judgement. We are all cramped and confined inside ourselves: we can see no further than the end of our noses. When they asked Socrates where he came from he did not say ‘From Athens’, but ‘From the world’. He, whose [...]
There were plants and birds and rocks and things
It’s sad that the first thing I can think of to blog about is how peaceful it is to drive through the city centre at midnight. No cars honking, no taxis cutting into your lane, no fuss. Just you and the car. If only it could be just you and a horse (with no name… [...]
Bunkering down
So it takes the flu and a couple of days’ MC to make me appreciate the simpler pleasures of life.
Why can’t we, in our working lives, ever seem to find the time to just sit on the sofa and read a novel? Or lay in bed and dream?
Dance of the lions
The 15th Ngee Ann City National Lion Dance Championships 2009. More photos on SmugMug.
You are what you read
Christians who do not read the Bible,
Muslims who do not read the Qur’an,
biologists who have not read Charles Darwin,
Scouts who have not heard of Scouting for Boys,
statesmen who have not touched Machiavelli,
and more.
Does not reading what we are expected to, unmaketh us?
