no more

learning how to be..

quick to listen, slow to speak

let words of men pass with the wind

contened with who I am, not who you think I am

listening to Him in the breeze...

Can you catch the wind?
See a breeze?
Its presence is revealed by
The leaves on a tree
An image of my faith in the unseen

Dctalk - mind's eye

Also learning how not to be ...

Contentious - my dad was right not to let me learn wu shu ... to some extend...

Jealous... of others... and man's words...

bleah.

Dont know why am I blogging when I dont even know people can understand me through my writtings or they choose to "buffet" my words and and read what they want to read.


I'm okay - nothing big happen. Nothing bad happen. Just some sort of a sense of inability to let others comprehen there is something call diversity and I can never be like them if they want me to fit in. Never.

posted by gloomy @ 7:12 PM