Wednesday, July 29, 2009

Take a chance

I'll be the lyrics on the tip of your tongue as you lie staring up at the ceiling.
I'll be the quiet stillness of the early dawn.
I'll be the shadow of a dream you once had, the mortal delusion you are so reluctant to part with as you wake up.
I'll be the life buoy you cling on to when the waves are crashing over your helpless self.
I'll be the colours bleeding into one as you drink in the sunrise.
I'll be the song you hum under your breath as you journey forth.
I'll be the hidden back alleys you traverse through if you desire a change of scene.
I'll be your source of inspiration when your imagination fails you.
I'll be whoever you want me to be.

Saturday, July 11, 2009

Have you ever been in love? Horrible, isn't it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens up your chest and your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defences, you build up a whole suit of armour, so that nothing can hurt you.

Then one stupid person, no different from any other person, wanders into your stupid life.You give them a piece of you. They didn't as for it.They did something stupid one day, like kiss you or smile at you, and then your life isn't your own anymore.

Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you and leaves you crying in the darkness. So simple a phrase' Maybe we should just be friends' turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart. It hurts,not just in the imagination, not just in the mind. It's a soul hurt, a real get-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain.

I hate love.

-The Sandman series by Neil Gaiman

Friday, July 10, 2009

What do you do when you are totally consumed by fear?

God, I am on my knees, begging for a miracle.

Sunday, July 5, 2009

Nothing is ever as perfect as you want it to be

Sometimes the people closest to you say the words you dread the most to hear. Unwittingly, they tell you ugly truths about yourself, use words that wound you deeply. One part of you longs to cover your ears and block out what they're saying, say equally hurtful things just to spite them back, do anything to make them stop. Because you hate to admit that there's some truth to what they're saying, even though it doesn't make you feel good about yourself. Unsaid somehow, it remains untrue.

Don't hate them for saying it.

Thursday, July 2, 2009

You're the city lights, all by yourself

The dancing tongues of fire draw you closer and closer to its deadly heat like a magnet, until you're mesmerized, transfixed by the strange and terrible beauty of the scorching fire. You think to yourself,"We are all slaves of what we desire."

Oblivious to the warnings, you slowly reach out and touch the flickering flames, forgetting that the consequences will be dire if you do such a reckless thing. For one second, you feel oddly euphoric, and then, a cry of pain escapes from your lips as the leaping flames sear your fingertips- a sweet, twisted agony. As the saying goes, once bitten, twice as shy. You are no exception to that rule, so you hastily withdraw, tending to your wounds and vowing never to become sucked into the irresistible pull of the flames again.

I wish.. no. I'm wishing for the impossible.

Friday, June 26, 2009

Big Fish



The film Big Fish centres around Edward Bloom, a dreamer and a charmer from a small town, and his son, William Bloom. What makes Edward Bloom so extraordinary is his knack of telling stories.Tall tales are spun, ranging from the fanciful to the downright bizarre, until everyone who knows him is spellbound by his stories and adventures. Except for his son, that is. Ever the skeptic, he stubbornly refuses to believe in the stories, and constantly demands for Edward to tell the truth. In a way, William cannot see who his father really is, underneath the glittering, distracting facade of his stories. Finally, as his father lies on his deathbed, he learns to appreciates the tales and myths surrounding him, because they are a part of his father. In the end, Edward Bloom transforms into a sort of legend himself.

Magical and charmingly captivating, this film boasts visually stunning cinematic sequences that will leave the audience completely enthralled. Thanks to the influence of filmmaker Tim Burton, there is an otherworldly, mystical, wondrously fantastical quality to the film.  With his easy grin, Ewan McGregor commands the screen, with just the right amount of charm and confidence without coming across as arrogant. Helena Bonham Carter, too, was compelling in her role as Jenny, the woman from the town of Spectre.

 Ultimately, it's a film with a big heart, and it'll leave you laughing, crying, and simply moved, all at the same time.








Thursday, June 25, 2009

Dreams are just empty, insubstantial vessels, a mere means of raising one's hopes and then crashing back down to the harsh reality once more. They may be so perfect, yet fragile and unattainable at the same time. It's impossible to chase after dreams, to catch them, to call them your own.