Selfless love was something you never would understand.

39 days to the start of exams and counting. 

Painful.

Lameass attempt at street photography.

His cardboard cut out read. 

Hungry 

Homeless 

Please give

Thank you,

God bless.

There was nothing special in his eyes. Well, I didn't stop long enough to check. I couldn't see his soul but I'm sure he has one. Everyone has a soul. I couldn't see a story on his face. He probably had a story. Moral being emotions are best kept secret. Perhaps why he didn't wear his story well. His clothes were poor enough. I guess it needed to be - if he was going to make enough money to quench his fine taste in alcohol. Yes sir, I saw that brown bag with a bottleneck sticking out. As much as you tried to hide it. Hid he did of something, under his blanket. It wasn't a particularly cold day. Perhaps a knife. Or just more cash. Perhaps the latest iphone 3GS. I wasn't analysing him. All I wanted was a picture to capture the moment. Instead I got some blur. I would imagine the world to be a blur sitting on a bridge. All those pairs of feet with different shoes. Some Jimmy Choo and some not so Choo. Perhaps that's what he sees. He didn't need my pity. Just my loose change.

And then life catches you. It ties you in a knot and confuses you. Things to do. People to see. To meet and to greet. To love, To lose. To live and to die. All these verbs that can end up being so meaningless over a period of time.


I can do everything through Christ who gives me the strength I need. Philippians 4:13. 

Those words turned into a chant. Like a devotee. Every morning without fail. It's reassuring. Weak minded and feeble you might say. All that I am is just carbon oxygen nitrogen hydrogen and a few other elements in a freak coincidence. No soul no morals no restrictions.

One morning those words were forgotten. Somewhere deep down in another world filled with dreams and aspirations. Desires overtaken. I'm my ownself now. A lonesome ambition is not always successful. Everything turns dark, dry and meaningless. A few flickers of light. On the right path? But it's all too easy to just fall back. So then we run and run and run to catch those dreams again. That parallel universe. Almost in a trance. As if. Snap out of it kid. Wake up and smell the roses. But did you not hear? Roses always have thorns. Even if genetically modified to not. Looks are forever deceiving.

You saw me before I was born. Every day of my life was recorded in your book. Every moment laid out before a single day had passed. Psalm 139:16

Have some faith.

I'm not a fan of bus drivers. Specially the ones who are moody 24/7 and insist on making snide comments everytime you board the bus. It all gets a bit too social. Is it that hard to Shhhhh and just take a look at my 3month pass and nod? Surely not!

Post no. 101.
And apologies to the previous 100 posts of mindless crap if you have indeed read them all. But loveage at the same time =]
Hope everyone's having a fabulous two weeks off - resting and revitalising the body, mind and soul.

x

Those would be the best memories.