Going offline.

As of today this blog is going offline. Not going to be deleted, but won't be updated.

A new blog will be coming up soon, I promise you.

Invitations will be sent once it's up and running. :)

Prayer helps

A little bit of prayer goes a long way. It's been a hard week for me, a lot of failures and short comings. But just last night, I sealed the whole week with a prayer to God. And what a wonderful release. Somehow my burdens just disappeared. My worries vanished. Prayer helps, and it is beneficial in both the long run and the short run. I'll run this race with fervency and certainty :)

My choice (Part 2)

I've made my choice. It's hard. Something I pray that I can stick to. It ain't easy for me. but I feel that it'll be better for us. I missed out on FOP again this year. Something I don't intend to make a habit out of.

It's best for me to rest now. I don't feel like living at this moment. I need my slumber...

My choice

I have to make a choice now... It's hard but it's still gotta be made.

Thank you, Emily, for your prayers and your SMSes. They really mean alot to me.

Deadly imagination

"Officer, would you come closer?"

He turned to look at me, then he started walking towards me. Foolish man. Doesn't he know he shouldn't approach me?

"I need to tell you a secret. Only for your ears. Come closer, that I may whisper them into your ears."

He leans forward, towards the bed, so that his ear will be next to my mouth. Next thing he knows, I've slit his throat with the pen knife I had in my hand. Blood spurted out onto the bedsheets, floor and my face. Refreshing... I get off the hospital bed and start stripping him of his clothes and his effects. I always wanted to know what it's like to be an officer. Now I got my wish.

"Hi, Officer Jackson here. Yes, Mr. Thompson, could you come down to ward 67B of Princeton hospital.

"Sure! I'm on my way."

He's on his way, now all we gotta do is wait. Oh! And clean up this mess, but Marco and Jacko are taking care of it... ...


I'll leave the details of the following events out... It's amazing where my imagination takes me. To places I never dreamed of before. Showing me for what I am, subconciously. A sadist...

When will my eternal slumber come? Soon? I don't know... When it comes, I'll be free from this prison, called my mind. I'll be free from this warfare, where every battle is a losing one. Above all, there'll be peace.

I'm seating in a red velvet armchair, in front of a roaring fire, with a dog curled up at my feet... Then from behind me comes a dagger. Soon it's at my throat... We can guess the rest. I feel so peaceful at last...

Mirror Syndrome

Another year, and I'm missing out on FOP. Again... I'm still not well enough to attend. hopefully I'll be well by Sunday...

Mirror Syndrome

Mirror syndrome is a rare disorder affecting pregnant women. Its name reflects the fact that symptoms in the mother reflect symptoms in the foetus, and it presents significant risk to both.

I think I'm going through mirror syndrome... But I'm not pregnant, neither am I female...
When one is weak, so is the other...
When one dies, so too does the other...

But...

When one is strong, so is the other...
When one lives, so too does the other...

Changing, changing, we're all changing...