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Im sorry for not updating for another month. But hey, who cares. No one reads it anyway. September 11 today. Oh, how much has happened in this whole month and a few days of absence of this writing space. There are a whole lot of things i cannot remember, not surprised at all. I really wonder how i have spend all these few months after graduation. People who i havent met for a while asked me after a moment of coincidental bump that what have i been doing. Everytime, for that very instant, i would ask myself the exact same question. I really do not know what to answer at all. Random things happened all these months and somehow, thats what really that consumed away my time. Yes, consumed. Sometimes i think i do not even possess the remote control of my own life, and let alone thoughts and feelings. Somehow, i feel quite happy with these 'random' happenings because it in a way, defines my life. Week by week, i realised that i only gain consciousness of the perception of time later and later in that seven days period.
For another time in my life. Well, its the second time to be exact, which i really really wished i could stop time. Pausing the time right at the very very specific moment and just embrace the beauty of that second and perhaps, just live a few weeks like that. What about a whole lifetime? Im sure the world will be a beautiful place with no further deterioration or decaying of the present state. Of world, and of the mind.
Have you ever just sit and one corner anywhere in the public and ever disconnect yourself from the world. That means to drift off from that very current situation and really see the scene or even the world like an outsider. It happens so often for me these days. Sometimes, it gets painful doing that. I tend to really really see things as i get lost in my own world. I mean, naked. Sometimes i wished im just one of those who just live their life in the world and not anything else. Getting an office job and lead a very common life. With God's grace, it isnt. But it comes with a certain amount of sufferings and pain which i have to learn for God's glory.
By the way, i won gold at the Crowbar awards' stilllife, nature and landscape photography competition. I honestly didnt expect that. Not even expecting a bronze to be honest. That's one of those rare things which shocked a smile onto my face. Also, fine art award this year includes my photos again, so theres an exhibition coming. Anyone interested? I doubt so actually. Strangers perhaps.
Oh, who shallst comfort me but the Lord who livest in me.
Happy birthday to Sebastian Mary Venantius. Me.

Console me, oh Lord, console me.

Alright, can i please nag and whine and be emo for a bit please? I've got a couple of questions of the issue on the traditional or the new orders. Very very personally, i think it is extremely important to keep the tradition. Why is that so? My take is that, if you imply changes to something, you are risking the whole quality and concept of it. If you remain what it is, you are treasuring the whole idea of it. Lets see, if someone of your most precious gave you something like a beautiful and delicate small little piece of artwork that is made of glass before the very moment of his/her death. 'How would i treat that object?' i asked myself. Would i just put it aside and treat it like any other object, or what? The question is, how much do i value it? At least, to me, i WILL place it somewhere where i can see. Somewhere safe and untoucable, so i can just look at it at a distance and really immerse myself in that beauty of the object which reminds me of my precious someone. Oh, how beautiful, delicate and precious can this be! This is exactly the same as The Catholic Faith! Treasure the tradition because it is really how it was when it started and that was what Our Lord taught us! Beisdes, the Pope allows the traditional Mass! Oh, how beautiful all these are, how glorious of the works of God!

Twenty four hours. It will be interesting to see how time is again being perceived after this twenty four hours. I am already starting to feel the effect or whatever you call it. Every minute, every second seems to have a stronger emphasise. A stronger emphasise on nothing else but time itself. It is strange, as you watch how every second slides away from your eyes and that particular moment may be perceieved for a lifetime.

I was waiting for the bus tonight, and i stared blankly into a cropped portion of the whole scene. Funny how i chose that very particular angle. All i could see was the path way and part of the road, and walking legs, moving wheels leaded by huge beam of lights. I got lost in my own chain of thoughts and that moment, it felt like it took an unusual one minute for that one tick in the clock. I always wanted to know how is it to stop time. And me, living in that frozen moment forever. Maybe then, i could really understand the pharse 'taking my own sweet time'. Maybe then, i could taste the taste of time. And at that very moment, i am able to carry my camera around and capture the most beautiful moment living in that moment, and perhaps i could really experience what is meant by beautiful.

I have been living in a very fast pace of life for three months now. It really seems to past as quickly as a flying bee. I am not sure if i really fully totally experience the word 'beauty' in this three months. I am really not. It seems like i am more like trying to get things done and over with and proceed on to the next. And yes, the next has come, and perhaps my heart is being filled up with a portion of regret. Perhaps, only by trying to freeze time, life turns so beautifully sublime.

My twisted mind has given me another option. That is to freeze myself in time and see how everyone walk through their time. This seems much more of a possibility. Maybe the only way to achieve this, is to deposit your ego somewhere else. And collect it some other time, or perhaps, you could get so lost you forgot where you place your consciousness.

All these are kind of hilarious.

Serious humour.

After twenty four hours, till six months later.

Oh Lord, Jesu Christe!

Thy will be done!

Oh Lord,

Thy will be done!

Laziness is totally a ridiculous spread. Yes, I've been to lazy to update anything about my life on my blog. Coming to think about it, i'm not being lazy. That is maybe, perhaps not the right adjective (or maybe?). Let's see, after all the busy moments in the day and finally when it is time to wrap up everything to leave a few private hours to spend with myself, i absolutely find no more energy to get my fingers typing on my keyboard.
The last time i updated, it was a day before my exams. I could vividly remember that feeling. It was definitely not a stressful or nervous rush of emotions flooding my senses. It was more like a sense of relief and an anticipation to what is to next. It was really surreal the moment i finished my presentation. That three years of hard (?) work has ended that moment, that very particular second. I looked up and smile, let my shoulders down (not an easy thing to do for me). Then i looked around and find myself in that environment with my classmates and lecturers around me listening to other yet another presentation. Every single object surrounding me denotes the information on 'where i am' and 'what am i doing here' and 'why am i here'. Yet again, i felt so detached from the situation, from myself.
The Graduation show went well. Alot more people came, compared to the other shows we had. Alright, the reason is simple and obvious i know. It is an effort by the whole class and not by individual majors. But yet again, it still feel different from the rest of the exhibitions I experienced. It looked like a platform for us, and after we which we stood on this platform, we know that what we have now is no longer classes and tea or smoke breaks but the forward and future and the whole world in front of us. Okay, fine. Who am i to say that we all felt this way? But at least, i tell you, i did. The opening night was all about entertaining guests and friends, and before i knew, it was already late at night. I somehow breezed through the very particular night, which i didnt expect so. I was rather looking forward to staying conscious and experiencing every moment. Well, i guess in a way, at the pace on how the whole event passed, could be a nice and sweet experience too. I guess, the experience would be definitely incomplete without my guests turning up for the show. What made me smile was not the works on showcase nor the food and alcohol. It was having some of the most important people in my life to come for my show. Thank you.
A fish trapped in a small tank, and everyday what the fish yearns for is to be able to swim in the ocean of freedom. Finally one day, his owner took and free him in the sea. He felt relief, he could breath every moment of happiness in the freedom surrounding him. But wait, what about the dangers that awaits? What about the desires he once had? What about the future that he is swimming to?
When people asked me what do i want to do with my life now, i always knew what to answer. With confidence i will respond to them, all the time. However, in the dark nights, some thoughts hidden behind the head crawls out and creeps me out. It is almost like a duo personality thing which i really do not know how to put it in words.
Well, i shall not feel despair for which it is a sin against the Holy Ghost. Glory be to God for all that happened. Ave Maria! Amen +.

Im sorry for not updating for another month. But hey, who cares. No one reads it anyway. September 11 today. Oh, how much has happened in this whole month and a few days of absence of this writing space. There are a whole lot of things i cannot remember, not surprised at all. I really wonder how i have spend all these few months after graduation. People who i havent met for a while asked me after a moment of coincidental bump that what have i been doing. Everytime, for that very instant, i would ask myself the exact same question. I really do not know what to answer at all. Random things happened all these months and somehow, thats what really that consumed away my time. Yes, consumed. Sometimes i think i do not even possess the remote control of my own life, and let alone thoughts and feelings. Somehow, i feel quite happy with these 'random' happenings because it in a way, defines my life. Week by week, i realised that i only gain consciousness of the perception of time later and later in that seven days period.
For another time in my life. Well, its the second time to be exact, which i really really wished i could stop time. Pausing the time right at the very very specific moment and just embrace the beauty of that second and perhaps, just live a few weeks like that. What about a whole lifetime? Im sure the world will be a beautiful place with no further deterioration or decaying of the present state. Of world, and of the mind.
Have you ever just sit and one corner anywhere in the public and ever disconnect yourself from the world. That means to drift off from that very current situation and really see the scene or even the world like an outsider. It happens so often for me these days. Sometimes, it gets painful doing that. I tend to really really see things as i get lost in my own world. I mean, naked. Sometimes i wished im just one of those who just live their life in the world and not anything else. Getting an office job and lead a very common life. With God's grace, it isnt. But it comes with a certain amount of sufferings and pain which i have to learn for God's glory.
By the way, i won gold at the Crowbar awards' stilllife, nature and landscape photography competition. I honestly didnt expect that. Not even expecting a bronze to be honest. That's one of those rare things which shocked a smile onto my face. Also, fine art award this year includes my photos again, so theres an exhibition coming. Anyone interested? I doubt so actually. Strangers perhaps.
Oh, who shallst comfort me but the Lord who livest in me.
Happy birthday to Sebastian Mary Venantius. Me.

Console me, oh Lord, console me.

Alright, can i please nag and whine and be emo for a bit please? I've got a couple of questions of the issue on the traditional or the new orders. Very very personally, i think it is extremely important to keep the tradition. Why is that so? My take is that, if you imply changes to something, you are risking the whole quality and concept of it. If you remain what it is, you are treasuring the whole idea of it. Lets see, if someone of your most precious gave you something like a beautiful and delicate small little piece of artwork that is made of glass before the very moment of his/her death. 'How would i treat that object?' i asked myself. Would i just put it aside and treat it like any other object, or what? The question is, how much do i value it? At least, to me, i WILL place it somewhere where i can see. Somewhere safe and untoucable, so i can just look at it at a distance and really immerse myself in that beauty of the object which reminds me of my precious someone. Oh, how beautiful, delicate and precious can this be! This is exactly the same as The Catholic Faith! Treasure the tradition because it is really how it was when it started and that was what Our Lord taught us! Beisdes, the Pope allows the traditional Mass! Oh, how beautiful all these are, how glorious of the works of God!

Twenty four hours. It will be interesting to see how time is again being perceived after this twenty four hours. I am already starting to feel the effect or whatever you call it. Every minute, every second seems to have a stronger emphasise. A stronger emphasise on nothing else but time itself. It is strange, as you watch how every second slides away from your eyes and that particular moment may be perceieved for a lifetime.

I was waiting for the bus tonight, and i stared blankly into a cropped portion of the whole scene. Funny how i chose that very particular angle. All i could see was the path way and part of the road, and walking legs, moving wheels leaded by huge beam of lights. I got lost in my own chain of thoughts and that moment, it felt like it took an unusual one minute for that one tick in the clock. I always wanted to know how is it to stop time. And me, living in that frozen moment forever. Maybe then, i could really understand the pharse 'taking my own sweet time'. Maybe then, i could taste the taste of time. And at that very moment, i am able to carry my camera around and capture the most beautiful moment living in that moment, and perhaps i could really experience what is meant by beautiful.

I have been living in a very fast pace of life for three months now. It really seems to past as quickly as a flying bee. I am not sure if i really fully totally experience the word 'beauty' in this three months. I am really not. It seems like i am more like trying to get things done and over with and proceed on to the next. And yes, the next has come, and perhaps my heart is being filled up with a portion of regret. Perhaps, only by trying to freeze time, life turns so beautifully sublime.

My twisted mind has given me another option. That is to freeze myself in time and see how everyone walk through their time. This seems much more of a possibility. Maybe the only way to achieve this, is to deposit your ego somewhere else. And collect it some other time, or perhaps, you could get so lost you forgot where you place your consciousness.

All these are kind of hilarious.

Serious humour.

After twenty four hours, till six months later.

Oh Lord, Jesu Christe!

Thy will be done!

Oh Lord,

Thy will be done!

Laziness is totally a ridiculous spread. Yes, I've been to lazy to update anything about my life on my blog. Coming to think about it, i'm not being lazy. That is maybe, perhaps not the right adjective (or maybe?). Let's see, after all the busy moments in the day and finally when it is time to wrap up everything to leave a few private hours to spend with myself, i absolutely find no more energy to get my fingers typing on my keyboard.
The last time i updated, it was a day before my exams. I could vividly remember that feeling. It was definitely not a stressful or nervous rush of emotions flooding my senses. It was more like a sense of relief and an anticipation to what is to next. It was really surreal the moment i finished my presentation. That three years of hard (?) work has ended that moment, that very particular second. I looked up and smile, let my shoulders down (not an easy thing to do for me). Then i looked around and find myself in that environment with my classmates and lecturers around me listening to other yet another presentation. Every single object surrounding me denotes the information on 'where i am' and 'what am i doing here' and 'why am i here'. Yet again, i felt so detached from the situation, from myself.
The Graduation show went well. Alot more people came, compared to the other shows we had. Alright, the reason is simple and obvious i know. It is an effort by the whole class and not by individual majors. But yet again, it still feel different from the rest of the exhibitions I experienced. It looked like a platform for us, and after we which we stood on this platform, we know that what we have now is no longer classes and tea or smoke breaks but the forward and future and the whole world in front of us. Okay, fine. Who am i to say that we all felt this way? But at least, i tell you, i did. The opening night was all about entertaining guests and friends, and before i knew, it was already late at night. I somehow breezed through the very particular night, which i didnt expect so. I was rather looking forward to staying conscious and experiencing every moment. Well, i guess in a way, at the pace on how the whole event passed, could be a nice and sweet experience too. I guess, the experience would be definitely incomplete without my guests turning up for the show. What made me smile was not the works on showcase nor the food and alcohol. It was having some of the most important people in my life to come for my show. Thank you.
A fish trapped in a small tank, and everyday what the fish yearns for is to be able to swim in the ocean of freedom. Finally one day, his owner took and free him in the sea. He felt relief, he could breath every moment of happiness in the freedom surrounding him. But wait, what about the dangers that awaits? What about the desires he once had? What about the future that he is swimming to?
When people asked me what do i want to do with my life now, i always knew what to answer. With confidence i will respond to them, all the time. However, in the dark nights, some thoughts hidden behind the head crawls out and creeps me out. It is almost like a duo personality thing which i really do not know how to put it in words.
Well, i shall not feel despair for which it is a sin against the Holy Ghost. Glory be to God for all that happened. Ave Maria! Amen +.

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