Entries in category "thoughts"
May 10th, 2011
Behind the scene... POSTED AT 10:41 PM in on writing, thoughts
I guess what you could say is I want to be the person behind the person. The one behind the scenes. The one you don't realise is there, but is doing something (hopefully good). Rather like John Paul and Theresa Wiggin behind their brilliant children, pulling strings the kids themselves didn't know were being pulled. And yet at the same time, there is this yearning to be something more; achieve something bigger. It's things like these that you can't trust to other people to do; you need to have a hand in the pie somewhere just to make sure it goes right. I'm not trusting enough. And I really don't know how to read people, or pull strings, or puppeteer stuff. I'm not Graff. It's like I'm rent into two, trying to be in the background and yet always necessarily in the fore. It doesn't make sense. I don't make sense. And yet, there it is. Always a dichotomy, a cognitive dissonance. I would attempt to pull myself together into one united person, but I can't. Maybe that's why I write. So I can make things happen, in an in-your-face way that isn't really in your face. It's the only way to be famous and yet anonymous. My stage face would tell you I need to be there, I need to do that. There's so much more to show. My me face would rather hide. Hide behind these dry words. Shielded by the non-anonymity of the web, maybe I am braver. Maybe I present you a different face altogether. Because here, I can strut and yet hide at the same time. --- Because Seng Fatt says that my blog needs more pictures, here's one of him:
talk to me!
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October 8th, 2010
But what's it really about? POSTED AT 01:06 AM in on writing, thoughts I just watched Sammy's Adventure: The Secret Passage in 3D. It was kind of interesting, kind of cutesy, but really... for a turtle tale, Finding Nemo still wins hands down. For me, Sammy's Adventure seemed to be more of an excuse to do another cute tale in 3D with nice visual effects but a very, very weak plot. I mean... uh, what plot? There was nothing especially gripping about the tale, nothing really heart-warming or tear-inducing or even seriously funny... If it was meant to be another green-peace-love-the-earth movie, it failed miserably as compared to Avatar. Seriously. Which brings me to a thought: what's your story really about? Why are you writing it? Is it driven by the plot? Driven by the characters? Or is it merely a story held together by the "writing effects" and modes and methods that you favour at the moment? |
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August 31st, 2010
on Farmville, Inception and stories POSTED AT 07:31 PM in thoughts A sure sign that I am avoiding something that I feel I should be doing would be when a gazillion farmville notices appear on my facebook profile. It's called avoidance. That said, farmville is annoyingly addictive when you start it because you just want to finish the project you're currently on, whether its building a stable or a pigpen or digging an underground cellar or making stuff to sell. That aside, and this could possibly be a very long post to make up for the prolonged (but not very profound) silence (or not, I'm lazy), I thought I'd like to address a little something about Inception. It's more of a response to an article written at Grace@Work and not really a response to the show itself, which was rather deliciously interesting. Soo-Inn states, "What particularly troubled us was the mission of the protagonists in the story. They had to plant an idea, a false memory in the mind of their mark. Are we the only one to find this whole idea ethically repugnant?" I guess that's one way of looking at the thing. Planting a false memory of course would be pretty ethically repugnant, but I think this is a bit of an overgeneralisation of the whole idea. What I got from the show - which is my own interpretation of course and may not be that of the writer, director, etc. - was not really a planting of a new idea per se (or tampering with memory, as Soo-Inn suggests), but more one of prodding one to look at an old idea or attitude in a new light. Wouldn't that be something along the lines of a renewing of your mind? Of course Cobb and his team resorted to all sorts of trickery and manipulation of facts to get Fischer to think the way they wanted him to (due to their ulterior motives) but on another level, the work being done by Ariadne in getting Cobb to re-look his burden of his guilt at Mal's death is pretty positive. If you look at it that way, a fresh revelation now actually changes the way you look at events in your past, even though the memory stays the same. Which is really what Cobb did in the end: he spun for Fischer a different way of looking at the word "disappointed", but still based on the same memories that he held. In many ways, this it what happens all the time (though not as fantastically as in the show via dreams) when things that we read or hear shed new light on things that we remember. Who hasn't ever gone "Oh, so that's why so-and-so said/did..." when we finally hear the full back-story of something that puzzled us before? And... I was going to go on about stories, but I kind of got side tracked by phdcomics. And it's time for dinner. I still think I'm avoiding something. |
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February 11th, 2010
indecision POSTED AT 11:34 PM in thoughts We dream of flying, whilst fearing the jump I feel like I am standing on the cusp of two very different trajectories, and I can't tell which would right or wrong. More like, I don't know which would be better or worse. I'm rethinking certain decisions and convictions, and wondering if it really was a true conviction, or if it was something I projected onto God as a rationale why I made certain decisions - all very subconsciously, of course. So the question is, were prior decisions not quite right, leading to this current stagnation? Or am I merely giving up too soon, too quickly? Then again, it has been four years. Then again, again, four years isn't a long time, if you look at it in terms of normal biblical periods... I don't know. Most of the pro's are lined up in one direction, but it's a risky one. And yet the main thing holding me back now is a dying sense of home and belonging, and a past conviction of holding on. And our best-laid plans crumble to dust |
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December 25th, 2009
oh look i actually wrote something POSTED AT 09:14 PM in thoughts So you can check it out here:
Merry Consumerism: The Fall of Christmas |
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December 13th, 2009
Missions Week Song Set POSTED AT 05:25 PM in thoughts Because Rachel Lutz wanted to do We Speak To Nations with a dance for missions week (sometime), and then I was thinking of song sets. I should tag her on this, but she won't friend me on facebook. (hahahaha, is that whiny enough?) We Speak To Nations (Lakewood / Israel Houghton) Hear the sound We speak to nations, be open Hear the sound [Start: verse 1 slow. Verse 2 build. End: majestic. Dance accompaniment: flags/interpretive. Congregation participation: parade of traditional costumes.] Cover The Earth (Lakewood) Let me be an instrument Cover the earth with Your glory Let me speak what You say Cover the earth with Your glory Open up the heavenlies [Dance accompaniment: flags] Sing (Lakewood) Now is the time for all people Sing, sing unto the Lord Now is the time for all people Gotta open up your mouth and give Him praise Gotta open up your mouth and give Him praise [optional] To the Ends of the Earth (Hillsongs) Love unfailing And I would give the world to tell Your story Jesus, I believe in You Majesty (Here I am) (Delirious) Now I've found the greatest love of all is mine Majesty, Majesty [Repeat: Prechorus and chorus only. Quiet, reflective.] Give Us Clean Hands (Chris Tomlin) Give us clean hands [Choruses only] God of This City (Chris Tomlin / Bleakley, Rick; Boyd, Aaron; Comfort, Peter; Jordan, Ian; Kernoghan, Pete; Mccann, Pete) You're the God of this city You're the Light in this darkness There is no one like our God For greater things have yet to come For greater things have yet to come [Build, repeat chorus. To segue, soaring, majestic.] We Speak To Nations (reprise) We speak to nations, be open [Heavy drums, a cappella. Chorus only, repeat tag, cymbals. End]
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November 29th, 2009
because I'm weird that way POSTED AT 06:15 PM in thoughts 1. Google chrome just ate my blog post. I am sad. Booooooo. After I spent two hours on it. 2. It has not been a good day, with reference to the above, and also because my car battery died. And so that derailed a lot of things that I was supposed to be doing, or at least told myself I should be doing. And because now I have to try to remember what I wrote earlier, but I can't remember and who cares anyway. Just another few hundred words going to waste. Sigh. 3. But the main gist of it, I suppose were two complementary songs, that if I edit the lyrics (slightly) become a He/she (God/me to you) love story. Starting with Elliot Yamin's Wait For You So why does your pride make you run and hide? So baby I will wait for you Baby I will wait for you into Chris Daughtry's Life After You Ten miles from town, and I just broke down All that I'm after is a life full of laughter Last time we talked, the night that I walked All that I'm after is a life full of laughter You and I, right or wrong, there's no one All that I'm after is a life full of laughter All that I'm after is a life full of laughter 4. And because I'm weird that way, I think it fits. 5. Song set for Rachel Lutz's mission week in the works as well. Maybe. I better post before something else goes wrong.
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