Sunday, February 27, 2005

I wanted to say, that the tide is turning. I am gaining back some form. And I think that it's God's hand reaching out to me that does it.
Meeting people who are passionate about music.
The Holy Spirit helping me to pray about my lack.
And the sense of release that He gives me.
What beauty, that my loved ones sense my burden and help me up.
I will never be alone, because I have my God.
And he has me. Never lets go.
I can exhale now, quite freely, at last.
It's so fun to write in riddles.

What would it be at all, if everything were plain. It would be far better to write as if in drunkenness. Not that one needs to be drunk, but if you could write coherently in hidden ways, perfect.

Of course, that would create the floodgates in which theological debates, arguments and misinterpretation would occur naturally.

But then, don't we all love a little conversational sparring, or a well-worded written antithesis to the point. If it were all perfectly clear at first instance, I would be even more bored than I am already.

This is why you love poetry, the word of God, the weird ways in which your intellectual lovers and friends write. No one else will do.

They read and write such, thereafter proclaiming the deep meanings interacting within. Share it in the open, place them on the table.

And what do you have: everyone sees it in a different way.

Perfect entertainment.

- And now. Music please: Tell me your thesis again in C major going on to F?

Really, I have no idea about music except that I can make some noise, very plainly. The theory behind it, and how to transpose it into dance and art, I believe, will never be so simple to me as some create it to be.

What I do know, I would love you to sing to me the music you write. Because deep down, apart from art, I only understand language - the English version of it - and that limits me in my experience. The cryptic nature of of all else, maybe I'll get there soon.

Back to my point: I hope I wasn't that easy to understand today; I hope no one felt cheesy. I think,

The beer helped. Alas, I needed it quite badly. Cheers.

Wednesday, February 23, 2005

Recently I have been losing track of how to write or speak well.

Hope to be back soon. These off days are strangling me.

Sunday, February 20, 2005

Out of the overflow of a heart the mouth speaks
The pen is like the mouthpiece that we use to communicate
So you need to have substance to write well

This is what I taught my student today as I was giving her our English lesson.

Wednesday, February 16, 2005

What is it to be happy

happy

happy

happy

I have stopped feeling happy for a while, I didn't even realise it.

And then-

What does it mean
to be depressed
or maybe
Just sad.

Poor emotional management.
Wretched girl.

Proper emotional management- I need to spend time to think and pray on my thoughts and stand in the flow of His revelation.