soul entree
from my hands i could give you
something that i made
from my mouth i could sing you another brick that i laid
from my body i could show you a place god knows
you should know the space is holy
do you really want to go?
say it right
the collage award's day is coming soon. billions of sincere thanks goes out to my friends in pjc. for making my almost two years of forced education enjoyable, memorable and worth-while. was talking wit jaryl on the way back home regarding his experiment. haha. scary ain' t it jaryl? don't mess with the force ah. or they might go up ur house and threaten to burn ur house them. haha. anyway, we suddenly stumbled upon the topic of aids. u know, the disease. i think there is still a huge stigma carried by aids patients when they face the world. i know of someone who has aids. its tough for him, even to leave his home. society makes the world tough. or so they say. the main point is, there are some stuff that happen to us can either be controlled, prevented or ease off. the aids issue complies to the same concept. it can be controlled, prevented. but its tough for the aids patients to ease off themselves from the finger-pointing and accusation brought upon by the society. we can be mean and just impose genocide on them, like during hitler's regime. but we have this small yet powerful element that make us real humans; compassion.
i miss you.