resonance of reverberations: Quiescent II

Sunday, 2 March 2008

Quiescent II - Influence, Inspiration

The greatest treasures are those that are invisible to the eye but found by the heart.

so DUM MARO DUM, my friends.. my dear dear friends.

Dum maro dum

Miti jaye hum

Bhola soba syum

Hare krishna hare rum

enjoy it while it lasts, because truth is, it never does.

-Ben Dover

The Poet

I discussed with a colleague of mine today, that since i joined the financial institution, i've lost alot of that which used to define me. The philosopher is gone. The poet, all gone. The painter, the musician, the singer, the contemplater, they're all gone. I figured that it was a form of premature mid-life crisis (which traditionally begins at 40), so before i start piercing my ears, coloring my hair, listening to indie music and trade the family car for a 4WD, i shall embark on taking pre-emptive measures to ensure that such an incident does not ensue. This blog is dedicated to poetry, and with an underlying objective: to keep sanity in check. I aint no gawky teenager and neither am i a geeky adult. I'm just weird and let's keep it so.