Tuesday, September 18, 2007

dream weave

Its a change of scene to remember a dream,

Last night i dreamt about beautiful spring gardens

with giant trees, winds blowing through and as you look

up upon the trees, There are lemons and oranges , apples falling down to

the ground.

Slow, dreamy......

I began picking them, as everyone was.

Strange , like a picture from a japanese anime,

Pink cherry skies ......

Due to my curiosity

I wanted to know what could this mean

as i rarely remember my dreams....

To dream of seeing lemons on their native trees among rich foliage, denotes jealousy toward some beloved object, but demonstrations will convince you of the absurdity of the charge.

Seeing a number of orange trees in a healthy condition, bearing ripe fruit, is a sign of health and prosperous surroundings.

To see red apples on trees with green foliage is exceedingly propitious to the dreamer

This simple and basic fruit is a powerful symbol in religious writings, literature and in dreams. It fundamentally represents knowledge and the freedom that is associated with it. With knowledge and freedom we are in a position to make positive or negative choices. The apple should be interpreted with the consideration of all the other details in the dream. Is the apple a symbol of positive movement and spiritual and emotional liberation, or is it a symbol of runaway passions and the resulting negativity? Are you giving into temptation and making hurtful choices or are being wise and enjoying the fullness of life?
seems as though everything seems to contradict the meanings if i saw all these fruits at once.
strange.. :)

Monday, September 17, 2007

black raven

yeap it's now black raven and long .
intend to keep it this way so no more haircuts, no more colours...

will see how long that would last


Wednesday, September 12, 2007

waves of concrete

Today is a wake up call ....
A call to reach my conscious mind & also my own instinct
rather than a call from the heart,
The heart thats long gone and drowned in the midst of turmoil,
My eyes are filled with unwanted oceans
that could possibly drown my world with my sorrows,

Behind the curtain, behind that tail,
There's someone missing,
Probably Gone to sail in a boat, a small boat called home.

I rest the case with a solemn nod,
that somethings would not change,
after much acclaimed promises and sweet gesture's,
its all transparent,

Easily read, easily deciphered,
Im done, for now.
Done with the sweet tabboo's.

Wednesday, September 05, 2007

pin up disaster

expression: the current display of facial construction that is plastered on
to my face.

I do not want to scale but i need to face the fact that i am a chocoholic.
i will stop today, maybe i should say i am drastically allergic to chocolates,
funny to think that i can ward off candies/lollies , why not chocolate?
I think its the cheapest method of overcoming emotional frustration.

I will exercise this week, jump for glory, jump for joy for some
blood circulation that has been hibernating over months of
cruel cold weather.

grrr...but there's the fasting month which should not be seen
as the green light to curb hunger. It should be shed in the
same light as, the spiritual guidance and hurdle that each muslim has
to face over this beautiful month of no naughty temptations lingering around.

Im going for a shoot, how can i with this chub face....
i have a week from now... Another haircut another face
another piece of evidence of my uncanny taste to
test how far a look can take me.

Today---> driving force to finish design proposition
and part of my rendering for comm tomm.

another early day, nothing exciting

ooh---> barbe this week among the flowers in
botanical gardens

Monday, September 03, 2007



and having a migraine