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Sunday, October 29, 2006


the power of language

You know, I just read someone’s blog entry. And I could feel the power of language in those lines. It’s amazing how language is able to preserve, with so much precision and accuracy, one’s feelings and thoughts. The next person who reads those words can still be able to understand those feelings, even if it were a thousand years later. Language allows us to see the same things, yet provide enough room to see those things in our own ways, infused with our own interpretations. Ahhh… The power of language!


Art has so much in store for us. Whether it’s music, literature, or visual arts—there are precious gems in them awaiting discovery. Ooh how I love art!


I am currently tuning in to YES 9.33. The radio station’s sms service is flooded with messages of students encouraging each other on their exams. I am rather relieved that promos are over. Those mugging days are over, at least for the time being.


Speaking of mugging, it reminds me of all the busy days earlier this year. Most of the inspirations I get for poetry come at a time when I am very much caught up in work, tired, sleep-deprived, all at the same time. Weird.


I’ve come to realize yet again that it’s what you are, the core essentials of yourself, that really matters, not anything else. It’s really what you are within the externalities that count. =)))


Andrew Matthews’ latest book, Happiness Now, is out in the stores since the start of this year, or sometime around there, but I only managed to finish it recently. I still prefer Follow Your Heart, although many claim that the former is the author’s best publication. I guess Follow Your Heart is more applicable to my life, that’s all.


Cooking is so much fun. Eating is even fun-er. Yummy food never fails to brighten up my day. :D

boo!
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