On April 16th, Rhockaby is feeling: Incommodious ~
Imagine this; raging eagle soaring in the heavens, scouting the fields below for it's prey, a worthy hunt, a worthy meal! The sky is it's own, this is where it lives, this is where it is most at home. The big blue of nothingness is where the king of the sky roams, this is his kingdom.
Now take its wings away and the king is reduced to a chicken. Life's not bad, he can't fly but hey, he's alive isn't he? He might not have rodents to feast on so he'll have to do with worms. And accompanying him is daily prayer that he won't turn out as someone's main dish, torn into oh so small pieces, layered with breadcrumbs and cheese with a pinch of lemon juice and a hint of mayonnaise, baked nicely at 120 degrees for 45 minutes. Anyway...
You can take the eagle out of the sky but you can't take the sky out of the eagle. Flying was all it ever did, and flying is what it will always WANT to do. Take away it's wings and it's left feeling confined, trapped, staring up to the blue sky and wishing of what could have been.
So damn this. I know that all things happen for a reason but the sky is teasing me more than ever now. Alas, to live on a healthy and prosperous life, I'll endure the worms for a tad bit longer.
Tad.
Bit.
Thursday, April 16, 2009
Sunday, March 22, 2009
Enervated ~
On Sunday, 22nd March Rhockaby is feeling : Enervated
Most times couples tend to forget they're not of the same gender. Men fail to comprehend the need of endless shopping while women fail to see the importance of... well, that was a close one wasn't it :)
If you haven't read the book 'Men are from Mars, women are from Venus' it basically studies the... umm... to be honest I never read the book haha. Anyway, what I would guess the book highlights is that it is important to note the fact that you are not your partner, you do not think the same way and you do not have similar tolerance levels (despite what you may think after the 2nd, 3rd date). Hard hitting truth but hey, that's just how it is.
Think of it this way; for every person in the world there is another that will be able to tolerate them. The reasons for enduring may stretch from one end of the world to the other, usually out of patience, sacrfice, love. Though the most riveting reason would have to be ...unexplainable. An honest feeling of succumbing to their whim, and with no explaination needed. Such an action would originate from the depths of ones subconcious, like a basic instinct, a primordial proclivity.
Unfortunately, in some common cases this has been used to a significant degree of abuse; total submission to one's so called 'significant other' has led to tragic events, worst of which would be the loss of free will. When 'love' is so 'strong' that you would do anything for you other, be well aware that you might just be looking for approval and acception rather than joy and compainionship. AND unfortunately, this is the road often travelled.
When you do however manage to cling on to a keeper, asking them why they tolerate you might get you a variety of answers,
"I'll sacrifice my pride for us"
"I do love you so much"
But don't be discouraged if they cannot tell you why they do it, it might not even be possible to put into words. Though if it could somehow be managed, it might sound something like
"There's this deep feeling I have right here (points to heart) that is telling me subconsciously to be with you no matter the circumstances in which I can safely clarify that I am doing this because I simply genuinely wan't to"
Like I said. IF.
Most times couples tend to forget they're not of the same gender. Men fail to comprehend the need of endless shopping while women fail to see the importance of... well, that was a close one wasn't it :)
If you haven't read the book 'Men are from Mars, women are from Venus' it basically studies the... umm... to be honest I never read the book haha. Anyway, what I would guess the book highlights is that it is important to note the fact that you are not your partner, you do not think the same way and you do not have similar tolerance levels (despite what you may think after the 2nd, 3rd date). Hard hitting truth but hey, that's just how it is.
Think of it this way; for every person in the world there is another that will be able to tolerate them. The reasons for enduring may stretch from one end of the world to the other, usually out of patience, sacrfice, love. Though the most riveting reason would have to be ...unexplainable. An honest feeling of succumbing to their whim, and with no explaination needed. Such an action would originate from the depths of ones subconcious, like a basic instinct, a primordial proclivity.
Unfortunately, in some common cases this has been used to a significant degree of abuse; total submission to one's so called 'significant other' has led to tragic events, worst of which would be the loss of free will. When 'love' is so 'strong' that you would do anything for you other, be well aware that you might just be looking for approval and acception rather than joy and compainionship. AND unfortunately, this is the road often travelled.
When you do however manage to cling on to a keeper, asking them why they tolerate you might get you a variety of answers,
"I'll sacrifice my pride for us"
"I do love you so much"
But don't be discouraged if they cannot tell you why they do it, it might not even be possible to put into words. Though if it could somehow be managed, it might sound something like
"There's this deep feeling I have right here (points to heart) that is telling me subconsciously to be with you no matter the circumstances in which I can safely clarify that I am doing this because I simply genuinely wan't to"
Like I said. IF.
Wednesday, March 11, 2009
al⋅pha
-noun - the first; beginning
Congratulations, you have just successfully imported your friendster blog into your blogger account. Now there's really nothing holding you back from deleting that account of yours.
Oh how the times that you've spent hours upon hours on friendster, surfing the profiles of our friends and relatives, refreshing the home page to check whether you have new comments (whoops, testimonials... yes, that was what it was called) or inbox messages. Ah, gone are the days of endless customizing of css and html and what not. You've out grown friendster, haven't you, yes you have. Your into facebook now, whoot.
The Avenue was supposed to be a fresh start for you, but recently people have been commenting and asking about your previous posts. And yes, you just couldn't bring yourself to delete that heap of what you consider 'creative display of emotions and thought expressed through over-thesaurized (???) words'. Oh yea, you just love reading your own work doncha? :P
Two types: you'll be able to distictly identify the posts' content by the title, since I have two distinct types of posts. Oh well, just an extra effort to over-complicated what should be simple task. But isn't that norm of humans? What is simple we over complicate, what is complicated we complain about, what is less we want more, what is more we... well, usually WANT more.
"Earth provides enough to satisfy every man's need, but not every man's greed"
I'll leave you find out who quoted that.
Congratulations, you have just successfully imported your friendster blog into your blogger account. Now there's really nothing holding you back from deleting that account of yours.
Oh how the times that you've spent hours upon hours on friendster, surfing the profiles of our friends and relatives, refreshing the home page to check whether you have new comments (whoops, testimonials... yes, that was what it was called) or inbox messages. Ah, gone are the days of endless customizing of css and html and what not. You've out grown friendster, haven't you, yes you have. Your into facebook now, whoot.
The Avenue was supposed to be a fresh start for you, but recently people have been commenting and asking about your previous posts. And yes, you just couldn't bring yourself to delete that heap of what you consider 'creative display of emotions and thought expressed through over-thesaurized (???) words'. Oh yea, you just love reading your own work doncha? :P
Two types: you'll be able to distictly identify the posts' content by the title, since I have two distinct types of posts. Oh well, just an extra effort to over-complicated what should be simple task. But isn't that norm of humans? What is simple we over complicate, what is complicated we complain about, what is less we want more, what is more we... well, usually WANT more.
"Earth provides enough to satisfy every man's need, but not every man's greed"
I'll leave you find out who quoted that.
Thursday, September 4, 2008
res·ur·rect
- verb (used with object) to raise from the dead; bring to life again
The most disturbingly provocative quote that you have ever heard may be
"Who are you trying to convince? Me, or yourself?"
This was said by Brian's psychiatrist when Brian came in for a consult on what he should be doing with his life. Leave it to the creators of Family Guy to teach us all a lesson :D
Too many people decide to put on a facade rather than dealing with reality. Too many people think that by moving on as something never happened will actually help them move on. Too many people think that telling themselves they'll be okay, they are strong, they don't need it, will bounce them back into life in a jiffy. Denial at its best.
(And in your case, your break-up a few months back)
People need to come to terms with themselves. For once in your lives, leave you ego beside the warm crackling fireplace and run out into the storm. Leave those comforting quotes and blanket of idioms and self motivation and just stumble. Stop trying to control everything and just. Let. Go.
People hold back their tears just to prove they are strong. Who are you trying to convince.
People say what they had was stupid, useless, not worth crying over. Who are you trying to convince.
People put on a smile, laugh unruly, and act joyfully unscathed. Who are you trying to convince.
Who ARE you trying to convince? Because no one is buying it.
Because no matter how insignificant you think it was, it wasn't. It was special, it was euphoric. You were docile, you were a slave to it. It was the greatest moment of your life and it was going to go on forever. But it didn't, and that is something that you have to come to accept. That all that have could have and would have will never be. And when your greatest expectations and rushed down in a blazing inferno, what would be the humane thing to do?
"Go on, Cornelius, you can cry..." Bob, Fight Club
If Tuesday's With Morrie has taught you anything, it was how to accept defeat. How to accept loss. How to accept pain, and deal with it. Cry your heart out, get lost in oblivion, be the center of which the world revolves around and blame it for not making sense. Feel the loss, for loss only shows that you had something significant before. At times when it hurts most, let it hurt. Let it overwhelm you.
This, is what we would like to call, a dark moment.
(And I quote a confidant of yours,
"There are sometimes where I am totally okay without him, but then there are times when I feel like how can I live without him")
You have your dark moments, more often than you would like to. You do miss her so much, and from time to time the pain is ridiculously unbearable. But you let it overwhelm you, and you give in to it. Sometimes your mornings are sad, sometimes your nights are sad. But in turn, the day is always well lived :)
A dark moment is just that; a moment. Give into it at that time, and that's that. By accepting what is and what was, you can then proceed to truly letting go, giving yourself a chance to resurrect.
The most disturbingly provocative quote that you have ever heard may be
"Who are you trying to convince? Me, or yourself?"
This was said by Brian's psychiatrist when Brian came in for a consult on what he should be doing with his life. Leave it to the creators of Family Guy to teach us all a lesson :D
Too many people decide to put on a facade rather than dealing with reality. Too many people think that by moving on as something never happened will actually help them move on. Too many people think that telling themselves they'll be okay, they are strong, they don't need it, will bounce them back into life in a jiffy. Denial at its best.
(And in your case, your break-up a few months back)
People need to come to terms with themselves. For once in your lives, leave you ego beside the warm crackling fireplace and run out into the storm. Leave those comforting quotes and blanket of idioms and self motivation and just stumble. Stop trying to control everything and just. Let. Go.
People hold back their tears just to prove they are strong. Who are you trying to convince.
People say what they had was stupid, useless, not worth crying over. Who are you trying to convince.
People put on a smile, laugh unruly, and act joyfully unscathed. Who are you trying to convince.
Who ARE you trying to convince? Because no one is buying it.
Because no matter how insignificant you think it was, it wasn't. It was special, it was euphoric. You were docile, you were a slave to it. It was the greatest moment of your life and it was going to go on forever. But it didn't, and that is something that you have to come to accept. That all that have could have and would have will never be. And when your greatest expectations and rushed down in a blazing inferno, what would be the humane thing to do?
"Go on, Cornelius, you can cry..." Bob, Fight Club
If Tuesday's With Morrie has taught you anything, it was how to accept defeat. How to accept loss. How to accept pain, and deal with it. Cry your heart out, get lost in oblivion, be the center of which the world revolves around and blame it for not making sense. Feel the loss, for loss only shows that you had something significant before. At times when it hurts most, let it hurt. Let it overwhelm you.
This, is what we would like to call, a dark moment.
(And I quote a confidant of yours,
"There are sometimes where I am totally okay without him, but then there are times when I feel like how can I live without him")
You have your dark moments, more often than you would like to. You do miss her so much, and from time to time the pain is ridiculously unbearable. But you let it overwhelm you, and you give in to it. Sometimes your mornings are sad, sometimes your nights are sad. But in turn, the day is always well lived :)
A dark moment is just that; a moment. Give into it at that time, and that's that. By accepting what is and what was, you can then proceed to truly letting go, giving yourself a chance to resurrect.
Saturday, June 21, 2008
Rapt ~
On June 22nd, Rhockaby is feeling : Rapt ~
And as the night goes on, students will burn the midnight oil (the royals as well as those fast-tracking somewhere up there) as tomorrow hosts a series or exams for future engineers and accountants.Words are a very powerful medium. Tis true the old phrase that goes 'the pen is mightier than the sword' though 12 years ago I would have thought this was some mighty pen that knights of the old age used to beat up their enemies if they dropped their swords or something...
*beat beat beat* take that yee petty thief! Thou shall feel the wrath of thy might pen! Doth thou desire it? DOTH THOUUUUU!??!?!??!?!?!??
...and then used it to sign petitions or contracts or stuff.
With words come influence, and this is where the might of words come into play. A whole nation can be swayed into thinking a war is theirs to fight, individuals persuaded to side on an illusion, and so on. While no major war has broken out due to a clash of friends (wait, how did the Boston Tea Party start again?), words should not be taken lightly even at such conventional levels.
Choose your words wisely before you speak. Some may brush off yet most stab and stay, and to stab and stay in the heart of those you cherish might not be the most preferable thing to do.
And remember, it does work both ways. As such a pain is inflicted, remedy with an apology, sincere and truthful (with a pinch of remorse and you're good to go). Nothing beats putting your ego aside and mend. Mend mend mend.
Now off to more important things.
Saturday, May 31, 2008
Rejuvenated ~
On June 2nd, Rhockaby is feeling : Rejuvenated ~
Tis that time again when all skies turn grey and winds blast your face with ice cold stabs of imaginary ice beams. Winter is much colder this time around. Waking up, or shall I say staying up after 6.00am is out of the question. You wake up expecting the sunshine bouncing off the Commonwealth building into your room only to be greeted by layers and layers of fog. Not a way to start your day, but everyone has to get out none the less.
Day are getting shorter, as are nights. No, I didn't mean it literally. With the increasing work load and exam around the corner, everyone is under stress. Not much space to breath if you're pushing your thesis a few months early, trust me. But all for a good reason. Fortunate for me, my stress relievers are well provided and all around available.
Guitar hero, nandos, talking bS on the phone, laa dii daa... what would I do without the ark gang!
All but a small consolation from the compressive nature of June. Hectic hectic hectic, busy busy busy. Recently I've learned that given the nature of the atmosphere, I have derailed myself from my multi-tasking nature and focus solely (SOLELY) on what is most important to me. No, I am not a workaholic but hey, there's always a first time for everything. Putting all you hold significant on hold isn't easy, but you get by.
And now, back to BUSM2342.
Saturday, May 3, 2008
Atingle ~
On May 4th, Rhockaby is feeling : Atingle ~
Here's something from my 100 reasons why I love you :)
"...
90. The way you say 'I love you' after a big fight
89. Just the way you say 'I love you'
88. The way you wait for me while I dance
87. The way you edit my pics
86. The way you change tunes on your ipod in my swift
86. (Well... make that Dedek's Swift)
85. The way you choose somewhere new to go for lunch
84. Though it usually ends up someplace we've already been
83. The way you secretly log-on into my accounts
82. The way you just absolutely love surprises
81. The way you just absolutely love to ruin them as well
..."
So sayang, would you like to see the whole thing?
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