Monday, May 29, 2006
The Road Not Taken – Robert Frost
Two roads diverged in a yellow woodAnd sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth
Then took the other, as just as fair
And having perhaps the better claim
Because it was grassy and wanted wear
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way
I doubted if I should ever come back
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I
I took the one less traveled by
And that has made all the difference
posted by D at 11:26 AM
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May 26, 2006, een gedicht voor u
The hours of this nightWhispered to me
Your hungry yearning
For my breath to touch your skin
Like frost on a window pane
Gentle caress
Tingling
Teasing...
posted by D at 10:40 AM
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Monday, May 22, 2006
Jump out of your skin
Work’s been real intense lately and I need a break. Normally, I buy books, watch DVDs or simply lazybum at home and write lots of sweet nothings, but lately, without even realising it, I’ve been going out a lot. And I mean a lot. At least, for my standards.I haven't gone to the bars/pubs/nightclubs for a while but over the past three weeks I think I’ve gone to more bars/pubs than my whole adult year of barhopping experience put together. I still drink orange juice or weak cocktails and I still curse when I smell my hair smelling of cigarettes, but it’s been fun.
Come to think of it, maybe all we need sometimes is just a little change and diversion from our daily routine. Maybe we just need to do different things from time to time and leap out of our comfort zone to calibrate our chords. But then again, maybe I’m just tired.
I saw Da Vinci Code last night and I was focusing too much on Paul Bettany playing Silas...the albino monk...excellent performance!! But I must say the film was a “tad” disappointing...lackluster... Well I guess the key to watching a movie that's based on a book like this is to not have high expectations, isn't it?
posted by D at 11:58 AM
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Friday, May 12, 2006
all about Me
Since I first whacked together a profile for my blog, my life has turned on its head several times and I've discovered I rather enjoy the cartwheeling. Having, then losing, and rebuilding again and again teaches me what I really need in my life and reminds me that the rest can be pleasant but also damned distracting.Below is the original bio text, which I still really like, and it still works:
Here I am, trying to cram my personality into a tiny text field. I'm never going to fit. I'm always growing and changing, and I'm into mortality. (By that I mean that I am glad that I am aware that I will someday die, that I'm just a creature, that nothing lasts forever. It discourages procrastination and encourages me to enjoy every minute of my life.)
I think that the key to a happy life is the ability to change perspective--it makes it possible to understand others, and keeps me from being traumatized by things that I've experienced in life, thus enabling me to learn from those things.
That's me--mortal, optimistic, fortunate. And crammed into a tiny box.
posted by D at 2:27 PM
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Thursday, May 04, 2006
Married to a Knife
I have arrived somewhere,
spinning in a labyrinth,
it was a long journey,
without map, and the darkness
is perfect. I followed a lane
between a river and a chasm
There was a scream. It sounded like a song.
Perhaps it came from my mouth. There was a moan,
like a lullaby. Perhaps it came from my mouth.
But i have landed in a place
of perfect alienation: Your body is covered with maggots
which i ignore. Until i find complete
sexual satisfaction. then i finish you too,
i stab you in the heart and
tear off your prick in my pain.
posted by D at 3:59 PM
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Monday, May 01, 2006
Solitude
Because you have
So often called me
Out of the darkness,
I have grown strange,
Separated from time.
The mist is very dark.
The distance between us
Is vast. The echoes
disappear
in our dreams.
But you have called me
So often
Out of the darkness,
That I tremble
When I reply.
posted by D at 4:39 PM
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Jakarta - Indonesia
I wanna meet people who inspire those around them with their posture alone but break hearts when they dance, people who are brave and sincere, people who know of other languages and cultures and are willing to share their knowledge with me, old books and photographs, music that I have to fall into....
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