The Forgotten Land

Sunday, February 24, 2008

Kiss The Rain

Wonder what it's like to kiss the rain ? I wonder... It's a thing which is hard to imagin. Kiss the rain. Have you ever experienced the rain falling so hard when you were a kid ? Splashing around when your parents are boiling hot mad at you but you just don't have a care in the world. You want to get wet. The rain falls as each tear drop is cold and hard... It hits you but you feel happy for there is water for you to kick around. Your school uniform is getting wet and very soon transparent but what do you care ? Nothing in the world. You are a child and children want to have fun. That's all they care about. I remembered my mom scolding me after that... Because i caught a cold... This piece plays the key to my heart... The one thing that i still remember up to this day... I want to be that kid again...

How do a person kiss the rain ? What does it feels like ? Cold... Wet... Yuck... Remind me of Fresa and Serene sharing the chicken floss bread... Disgusting... Ok nvm... Think of other thoughts... Hmm... Water flowing... Cooling... Refreshing like a fresh mountain spring... Clear and crystal as the water flows down your face... You spotted the rain you want... Hmm... You reach out to grab it but it splatters... It's shape is all gone... Just like life... You see another this time you are not going to make the same mistake... So you reach out and you kiss it... A cool sensation on your lips... As the cold water flow down from your mouth...

Rain can also be a sad thing. For a man to cry the rain is his best friend. For a person to tear a dust could be in his eyes. The rain can make one lonely... One down... Or even cry... Why is that so ? The rain is kind and gentle, it's whether you want to love it or not.... A rainbow will come after a rain... Green trees look refresh after the rain... Beautiful flowers bloom... Each kiss is like a dream come true... But a dream will last while you are still blinded in your sleep. Till the day we awake into our true form will we really realise what we have. True happiness.. During than hahaha... No such thing as women... Yeahhhh... We are all spirits.... LOL.... Fun sia can fly in the air... Do whatever we want... free like a bird...

The rain... Maybe if God permits i'll die a rainy death... To sit in my rocking chair and pass on... While the rain beats onto my face... Hahahaha... Rainy days are the best... Cold... Soothing sound of rain... With an echo of thunder... It's like a swan gracefully swimming and a crow singing... A pity... The rain... A sign of happiness... Without it farmers will weep at the thought of a bad harvest this year... Food and money to survive... With what they have sowed they reap...

Without the rain... There would be no lakes.. Without the lakes there would be no rivers... Without the rivers there would be no ocean. The land will be dead... Things will die... Water makes up 70% of the human body... Would you kill to have water if your land turns into a desert ?

Treasure what we have... Even rain... The sun can keep us warm but it can also burn us. Treasure the things we have now. Before it is all gone... The wind that helped send my kite up into the sky.. It was fun while it lasted. I do like those big winds... Followed by the heavy rain... Hahaha... Dancing in the moon light... Playing with friends... Guys are more fun to hang out with... We can stay slient and yet have the night of our life... Women are just plain noisy... Dun care them... Anti-female... Yeahhhh.. Kick Serene out of singapore... Than party all night long... I need to find myself once again... After this attachment... I wanna go back to my former self... One that things more than he speaks... I find more peace in myself and less troubled if i do that... Now i have no choice but to program myself to speak more... Be a leader.. If it's wrong dun follow me... If it's right choose if you want to follow me... Everything is up to choice... Slacker rules... Pool is the only way i can find joy in playing... Be better and get better...

Jokes are getting lame... I guess i'll stop the joker kind of attitude from next week onward... It's not funny anymore... I want to study more and upgrade the AVA system for the church... I want to say i did it... I have tried to help God with his work... You will not be disappointed in selecting me... I will make you proud... I want to buy some things to upgrade the computer for God. If anything can help our faith... I am willing to do it... I wonder why the faith is dropping.. We are all getting worldly... We come to church for a session a week and yet we sleep during the sermon and go home after eating...

What is my goal in life ? I don't have one i guess... The world is nothing but a big disappointment... Friends are for nothing... Bros is what i have now. Yet i'm feeling i'm treating them badly and not giving them enough attention... Babies are the joy in my life... Seeing them sad will make me sad... Watching them have fun makes me happy. But i want to be free without troubles just like them... I have to think about life during my holidays... What i want to become and do... Will it affect the duty i'm entrusted with ?

I wonder how people corrupt their sense of justice, their sense of fairness ? It just isn't right... What in the world am i suppose to do ? Why is no one in the world make me feel like God is with them ? Very feel people makes me feel the way i feel in prayer.... And yet i feel so weak... Even if God is in my prayer... Even if he is beside me... My heart is always weak... Why do i feel that way... I can never catch up with others... I can not be more faithful than others... But what i want is not being more faithful than others... It's an impossible dream but i wish to have it... God.. I want to be like you... Never changing... If i say i love you... I really want to love you and not change with the course of time... I don't want to be bonded by time but yet as a mortal i cannot change such a fate... But even if i'm chained with time.. I want to waste this time on something i can do for you... And not something i will do for the devil... I want to spread my wings and fly with you... Not sink and fall away from you...

If the world feels so far from you... What more hell ? Isn't that even further... Where by then if i call upon your name, thy hand will not be able to stretched out to me.. For you have spoken and it has been done as you willed it to be... Take this curse away from me... Let me serve you... For it is you who have helped me become a better person and it is you who will make me greater... Let my temple be cleanse... Let me be blameless against you. For i curse my fate in this world as it is not where i'm suppose to be..... Let me write this words in my heart and not only in my blog. If no one sees this let you see it only... If others sees this let them be edified...

Shannon

and the frost fell...
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