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Tuesday, February 24, 2009

diving bells are dangerous and scary

A Lovely Salmon
glass-hero

When all is said and done,
what then?
Stillness is a dream;
I only hope that
it is everything moving forth,
not I falling backwards.
And if I cannot keep up
will you fight the rapids
to make it back to me?
But when the tide rolls over our heads
and black depth wraps our bodies down
I shall kiss you my last breath,
send you upwards with all my strength.

end

Wednesday, February 18, 2009

when the mind stops in bloomington

The Tides of a Slow Day
by glass-hero

I'm feeling a little peckish
not like the bird in the tree outside your lair
I dont want to peck at your brown hair
No not like an mrt-riding lover
enjoying pecks from Eunos to Dover
I'm feeling a little peckish
for a buffet of international courses
that I know for most part
hasn't been soaked in lard
I want to pick at all that's ours
knowing the rest will be sent to a charity in Lourdes

I'm feeling a little peachy
it's nothing like having cacophobia
I don't think I resemble the Prunus Persica
Nor do I have a dessert craving
the after-effect of pecking
Oh is it so hard to presume
I got a text message and my day just bloomed

end

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Monday, February 16, 2009

when the cold comes out to play

in your tears and in your blood
in your fire and in your flood
I hear you laugh, I've heard you sing
I wouldn't change a single thing

for you I'd wait
till kingdom comes
until my days
my days are done
just say you'll come and set me free
just say you'll wait,
you'll wait for me

-coldplay

Monday, February 09, 2009

stillness is a dream

I never knew that every single cell in your body is replaced by a new one over a period of 7 years.
I got this piece of information from an unreliable source, since I read it off a fiction book. nonetheless it was a serious, modern and realistic story (not so much the storyline) and it was a minute revelation for me.
I am an entirely different Anthea from the 12 year old plus Anthea
I am no longer etcetera ectetera, nor am I etcetera etcetera etcetera
but then again, am I not?
That said I wish I was now the perfect ballerina/contemp dancer I set out to be exactly at that age, then I would be able to say viola! behold the new swan and prance around gracefully in glee.
Hey why do I still have myopia? Stupid eyeball cells.

Anyway with any luck nigel wont be home checking out my blog to see if there's any dip on his birthday stuff because if he is there is nothing about anything here! Hahaha. Maybe there's nothing at all. Hahaha this is so fun but I'm entertaining myself. I do love you, dear.


Okay to kick off my new 7-year scheme I have decided to take up bikram yoga and become a lean mean machine like their website promised.

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