Momentary Flashbacks.

It happens far too often in a day, when I close my eyes for these momentary flashbacks. The funny thing is that it snaps through swiftly, within a couple of seconds.
And within this short frame of time I find myself tasting the air I once felt, derived from a blend of blue skies and cotton-ball clouds.The never-ending breeze that carried the smell of the salty sea within metres away. The soothing sound of an acoustic guitar being strummed by a homeless-young-man along the street. The beautiful garden of flowers planted along the sidewalks...and ofcourse,my heart.Ever so at ease,ever so calm.My mind.Ever so unified,ever so contented. I feel like my words are not sufficient. I seem to not have the ability to sketch these images out, like the way its been re-playing in my head. I can't seem to share these stories that had made an impact, a suprising difference in my life. Once the story is told, the picture remains incomplete. I don't have the ability to just pick up an instrument to play a tune depicting these emotions.
I can't seem to tell you what It felt like one year ago. This very month, 12 months ago, where I was and what went through my head as I allowed my wings to be spread like never before.(Had it really passed through before my eyes,without my consent?) It was then i realised my very own meaning of 'freedom', given that Freedom has always been a subjective matter.

I have these stories running through my entire being and though I will never ever be able to share it the way i want to, I'm hoping it Never fades away.

Disco Ball.

how would you feel if the disco-ball life were in your hands?
"what is a disco-ball life,anyway?"

Urban life?

Q Saudades amiga AG.

Despite the way it sucked you in into the world of materialism and wanna-be's, couldnt help but LOVE the thrill of being a tiny part of the big rush. Of motivated individuals who seem to have found their purpose being a part of that mechanical system. Eventually it all balls down to the kinds of perspective you select, in which no matter what you always find a way to make yourself "fit in". ofcourse, the notion of "fitting in" is evolved into something meaningful. Sometimes its 'oh-so-good' to feel like a complete nobody in a far-away land.

Those one Second Breath Pauses.

Its those tiny fascinations that keeps you going.
I swear.
I miss that feeling of desperation, when faced with an unimaginable beauty.

HAHA

Sexy.

the body is like an art piece on its own, why not into an art canvas too?

THE SEVEN DEADLY SCENES

Dear all,

Sink your teeth into the forbidden fruit as The Oral Stage unleashes its closing season for 2008 with a sinful anthology of original plays. Inspired by the age-old classification of vices, the seven deadly scenes is a fresh Malaysian take on lust, gluttony, greed, sloth, wrath, envy and pride.
FOR MATURE AUDIENCES

CREATIVE DIRECTOR

Kelvin Wong

FEATURING PIECES BY

Jonathan Lim, Maximillan Lim, Johann Lim, Diane Goon,Shern Chong, Doreen Loo & Juria Toramae

THE CREATIVE TEAM

Joanne Lee (Stage/Publicity Manager)Syar S. Alia (Set/Costume/Make-up Designer)Nicholas Chin (Production Designer)

THE ENSEMBLE

Aple Ang, Bryant Albuquerque, Batsheba Zlikha Arsalan, Rashdan Harith, Ista Kyra,Rachel Lai, Melissa Loovi, Ash Mathew & Mohamed Shamir

in KUALA LUMPUR

16th – 19th December 2008 @ 8.30 pm20th December 2008 @ 3.00 pm & 8.30 pm
IndiCine, Level 2The Kuala Lumpur Performing Arts CentreSentul Park, Jalan Strachan51100 Kuala Lumpur

in PENANG

27th December @ 8.30 pm28th December 2008 @ 3.00 pm & 8.30 pm
The Actors Studio Greenhall, PenangGround Floor, Zhong Zheng School Memorial Centre32, Lebuh Light, 10200 Penang

TICKETS

RM25 (Adults)RM15 (Students, senior citizens & the disabled)

GROUP RATES FOR STUDENTS ALSO AVAILABLE

TICKET CONTACT

(03) 4047 9000 (KLPac Box Office)(04) 2635 400 (TAS Greenhall Box Office)

..Guaranteed Originality.Come one,come all.

comel.

You would think..

..that some people "spend their whole lives" just looking for L o v e. We call it the BIG search, that had initially been kicked to the back of our 'to-do-list' when we thought of prioritizing our material needs.And when that magic moment arrives, and it is deemed that the 'hunt is OVER', you imagine them to spend the remaining of their lives to cherish that discovered 'love'. Simply because it is far too special to pretend that it doesn't matter,if you were to ever lose it. You erase the idea of ever having to 'not have it'.

You call it cliche' or silly goals.Yet another one of those misguided ideals.Wishful dreams.

You imagine.

..and what happens when you come across that very few who chooses to for-go what they have to result to 'not having it'. As far as all these movie,music and image love stories are concerned, I don't recall somebody warning us about the possibility of people who would not want it after all. Of those who believes that maybe it's not sacred after all because the probability of re-occurence is just far too high. the whole 'once in a lifetime opportunity' motivational thought is now being amended, because we now realize that its never the END of the world. As long as you find yourself still taking those pulsing breaths.

If you are ever 'privileged'(in my most refined sarcastic tone), to come across this 'rare' non-believer, i readily offer you my sincere empathy and 'hope' for that strength to uphold your shaken 'faith'.

The Rain poured across Sunday Afternoon.

It's one of those days,when you look out into the sky and see it painted with water drops.The only sounds you hear are steady rumbling thunders and the wheels of the passing car riding on the wet roads.All around you is shedding a tear into collective cries.The trees,electric lamp post,and buildings.Little round rain drops lingering below the fences.see another beauty covered in grey.smell the unexplainable effect of cool rain on warm grounds.

Its a rainy sunday noon, and all i can feel of it is behind this window within four walls.

Question.

Were we EVER this excited over our own elections?
Talk about media effectiveness.
America is like that branding 'Prada and Gucci',that everyones speaks of.
argument would be,its going to affect the whole world,economically,socially,politically..overall,the way everything else will function in coming years.
what about our own little world in front of our eyes here?