[Nikkou in hazy black and white] [The Cupboard of My Remembrances]

If you could read my mind, love
What a tale my thoughts would tell
Just like a paperback novel
The kind the drugstore sells
And when you reach the part
Where the heartache comes
The hero would be you
Heroes often fail
Never thought I could feel this way
And I've got to say that I just don't get it
I don't know where we went wrong
But the feeling's gone
And I just can't get it back

 

         I didn't really understand this song when I was small (like as in 8 yrs old, and I must add that's what I thought the words were. Not quite. ^_^;). I was just so enthralled by it and the singer's rendition of it. No, I don't know who the singer was (guess I could ask my dad :) but I like to think it was Joni Mitchell. *laugh!* I would picture myself as THE Lost Princessin a movie, a bit Rapunzel and a bit of Sleeping Beauty (when she was awake!), I'll be running about looking for.. I never was sure what.. and everything was in hazy black and white, gloomy but romantic... gothic you know *laugh* "If You Could Read My Mind" -Gordon Lightfoot. Sung by Barbara Streisand.(Yeah, I asked my dad. ^_^)

 

My Aunt Lucy used to have dachshunds. They were cute. Sometimes she'll have parties and the guests will ask me, that little girl sitting away from the crowd, what kind of dog I would like. "A chihuahua that can kill." They said I was very quaint.

 

There was this highly unusual guy (was he from my shooting team?) called Mark
that *I* thought was rather cute though
most of the girls steered a wide berth of him.
He said I should do what I really want to
because no matter what I did
there will be someone who'd will tell me that I was wrong.

I'm sorry I wasn't brave enough to follow your
advice then, Mark. But you'll
be glad to know it has been a mainstay of my life in
recent years, and that I have had no regrets
but much happiness from doing so. Thank you so much, Mark..

 

[lyrics of _Ordinary Miracles_ set in Skia font]

 

A Maybe Radical Thought..

What does it matter how ordinary one seems?

Your life is important, dull as it may seem to you, and indeed probably is dull most of the time. :D

Still there are people who think us important for what we mean to them.. what we contribute to their lives.. just by being, living..

Isn't it so strange, that it's possible that people would care so for us?

Think... is there then, no one that makes you feel happy, just because you have known them.. even if only for a little while?

Surely in the same way, we too have made a difference to others. Maybe even to people we don't keep in our minds, that we just happened to have done something for.. but it was special to them.

Ordinary miracles.. right before our eyes...

 

I am a Christian...

Not many might believe that, but nevertheless, I'll like to take my stand.

I believe that God has a sense of humour. :)

That Jesus came to earth, died and rose from the dead for sinners.

I believe in the power of the Holy Spirit.

I know I am a sinner.

But because of that, also that God loves me and have given me good things to ride out the bad.

If you're wierded out by this, well then.. you just have to try it out to see if there's anything in it. :)

"Ask, and it shall be given you; seek, and ye shall find; knock and it shall be opened unto you." -Matthew 7:7

 

 

Oh dear.. :)

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     If the hands of time were hands that I could hold, 
     I'd keep them warm and in my hands 
     They'd not turn cold. 
  
     Hand in hand we'd choose the moments that should last, 
     The lovely moments that should have no future and no past! 
       
     The summer from the top of a swing, 
     The comfort and the sound of a lullaby, 
     The innocence of leaves in the spring, 
     But most of the moment when love first touched me! 
					-A. and M. Bergman.

 

 

 

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Otakon 2000
An Expatriate in Hong Kong
nikkou.alt.love
A nasty Nasty.
The Cupboard of My Remembrances.
Luxuries of a coming-to 21st century Life.
Take Five..
mdlch
Requiem with Toast
The ABC page.
Rita Hayworth
Rock Music in Anime
Impress Female Anime Fans
Impress Male Anime Fans
My Rather Incomplete San Francisco Journal
Singapore: Bukit Timah Hill.
Greed, envy, lust - my scarf wishlist.

 

 

[ Chinese words for  NIKKOU. ]

First online: October '00
Last rummaged thro: December 2003