Every child is an artist. The problem is how to remain an artist once he grows up. ~Pablo Picasso

To speak truly, few adult persons can see nature. Most persons do not see the sun. At least they have a very superficial seeing. The sun illuminates only the eye of the man, but shines into the eye and heart of the child. The lover of nature is he whose inward and outward senses are still truly adjusted to each other; who has retained the spirit of infancy even into the era of manhood.

When childhood dies, its corpses are called adults and they enter society, one of the politer names of hell. That is why we dread children, even if we love them, they show us the state of our decay. ~Brian Aldiss

A child’s world is fresh and new and beautiful, full of wonder and excitement. It is our misfortune that for most of us that clear-eyed vision, that true instinct for what is beautiful and awe-inspiring, is dimmed and even lost before we reach adulthood. ~Rachel Carson

Dua Pai Lang

i used to not celebrate any major festivals, partly due to the fact that i shun crowds and didn’t really like the idea of jolly-making back then. but this year, it was different. very, very different.

the cliques have finally put a face to the missus. And i’m glad they all enjoyed each others’ company.

also, i had received some gifts in return. Thanks all who had made the effort to find something for this awfully troublesome man. Special thanks to my brudder for the very nice present. let’s just see if it works? yea, she’s my conviction to my ultra-vainness.

of course, the gift from the missus. i dont know how many times she’s gonna make me melt and weak at the knees, but she does that everytime. really, nothing like i had ever received. the words are all that really, really had me spinning.

thanks darling.

have a wonderful Xmas and a jolly New Year, my dear stalkers.
Dua Pai Lang

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As the chill warms and the bare scape breaks from their icy prison,
the heart sought and blossomed.
Like a returning sparrow, I found home in the familiarity of your soul.
The warmth of spring again, caress the lands before - the birth of anew sets everything aglow
And as the summer sun gives life, and life in our hearts shall grow.

Like the seasons change, the endless dance of feelings flow.
Should I had not seen the beauty of the spring and the passion of summer,
the winters and melancholy of autumns would be forever and more.

Dua Pai Lang

again and again, such seemingly little gestures that did alot to me.

the pats at the back, the words of assurance when im unsure, the always-ready smile when i least expected, the feelings of grandeur talking about our future, the endless support that you give, the little smacks on the arm when i get abit mean, the conversations we fiercely debate, the endless teasing…

wouldnt i be greedy to ask for more?

you do it all the time
blowing out my mind

Dua Pai Lang

In the early stages of a romantic relationship, a couple would be usually finding ways and methods to spend each of their waking moments together. The thought of not being able to see the significant other for one day would be even unbearable. With each passing moment, thoughts and fond endearments would be racing in their minds and thinking of what to do next together.

Which is exactly what is happening to me now.

Something in me; just a little spot which has grow everyday, yearns and misses the missus. The feeling of that my heart doesn’t belong to me anymore, and struggling to escape this very embodiment to reach out to her new owner, to besiege her to give up her heart. Always pounding excitedly when she sees her, always a wretched pain when she sees her leave. It is such an effort to keep a heart that doesn’t belong to me anymore.

I am not implying that this is a bad thing, to miss someone this bad. A part of me says that it is encouraged to do so, to let the feelings flow and the other party to reciprocate. Certainly, the sparks would ignite something even more magical and memories to cherish. However, the objective part of me disagrees as much.

Being born as individuals in this world, we lead a highly unique life different from other 6 billion-plus individuals on this planet. Should we ensconce our time and lives to someone, are we losing our individuality? I have known some couples that had been addicted to their partner so much so that they lost their social circles and withdraw into their own world. Heck, I was one of them too. During that relationship, I could say that basically life revolves around her and only. And imagine the loneliness that comes after when that relationship didn’t work out.

Lessons learned from my previous relationships came harsh and cruel but nonetheless prepared me for something concrete and lasting. Lessons that guided me to this very junction to commit the rest of my life to share a part of me to the missus. Lessons that taught me to remain as an individual to my friends, a brother to my siblings, a son to my mother. We should not change because we are committed to someone, but we should embrace that change as another aspect of our lives.

Partners should have their own group of friends to hang out with, their own confidantes to confide in, and their best friends to share that dirty little secret. On top of that, to embrace the part of being a couple and forming a new identity of that. After all, we fell in love because of knowing who he/she is, and why should that fact change?

the missus asked me yesterday, “what do i like of her?” (which basically rings the ‘Trick Question Alert’ in bold, red letters in me), and after so long…i still remember what of her that enamors me. That didn’t change.

But I did. and she loves me for me.

Dua Pai Lang

i want to blog.

but i’m busy.

sorry hor.

Dua Pai Lang

well, xmas shopping is almost done. and the city is swamped with mindless people swamped by people with sales pitch, both purposeful yet annoying at the same time.

.stay.away.from.the.city.

oooo, and i particularly love the walk to remember today. away from the mindless people =]

Dua Pai Lang

I HEREBY ATTEST that from now on,

notwithstanding past incidents, that any reference to the “Mistress”

has been changed from the “Mistress“ to the “Missus“

without benefit of court proceedings and/or legal documents of proof,

and that this change will control all of my records for future reference.

yea, justice has been meted out.

Dua Pai Lang

to that brudder of mine:

though sometimes Life brings us down and hard,
kick dirt onto our face and stomp on our nethers..

or the fact that everyone is going somewhere,
and we see ourselves stuck in the same old…

just remember that we are all born equals,
maybe some with less and some with more..

we all have our lows and downs somedays,
some get it longer, some get it shorter

its all these shitloads of crap hurled towards you,
that gives Life a meaning of some sorts…

but one thing that comes out of all these shit
is that we all came out only to BE STRONGER.

so hang in there you obnoxious she-jerk,
you’re way stronger than this shitphase.

Dua Pai Lang
^{*all pictures from here}

truth to be told, many people expect to be paid good for their content online.

and everybody is just jumping onto the wagon to earn quick bucks.

with the saga around nuffnang, adverlets and the other providers, i find it amusing that bloggers expect much from their returns and earnings. bear with me when i recall - blogs are first started out as online diaries of some sort, no? if you are writing good content (and by good content, meaning read-worthy and not some mindless banter of ‘who stole your taxi WITH PHOTOS’, ‘how can he/she do this blah blah my sad story, pls pity me’), and advertisers wish to engage your services; well, by any means you deserve it and keep it up while you’re there.

for bloggers like me - uninteresting, boring day-to-day sporadic updates of my life when i care. i just dont care about what they pay and how it is done. just for the novelty, i put a nuffnang ad there to spice things up a little (like the cool Nike ad the other time and the Cute Tuzki Motorola one). And hey, if ever i can cash out the 49 bucks…that will be a plus for me, no?

just for doing what i like and when i like.

have everyone forgot blogs are for themselves about themselves? or they had sell out?

if you ever thinking of earning a substantial amount of income from your blog, you’re gonna try pretty darn hard. And really, the time and effort spent there is better off doing something productive, like finding a real job.

Dua Pai Lang