up, up and away!
these days have been nothing short of crazy/beautiful. delirious obsessions in the day and inexplicably capricious (and nonsensical) dreams a la Alice in Wonderland at night, no wonder i can't focus on the banalities of the Real Life.
perhaps it is sweeter to indulge in fantasy, and most probably the sanest thing to do; especially since Life here in our tiny island is nothing but a depressing monotonous routine of to-do lists. the least thing i can do for myself is to take my imagination to the furthest horizons it can possibly go to, in search for a glimpse of fun and inspiration.
but i won't fancy myself as someone with a keen sense of appreciation for the finer things in Life; in fact, i know very little. and God forbid if i ever think of myself as a tortured soul living in a world that doesn't understand my most sensitive sentiments. (don't we all love to dwell in such melancholy sometimes?)
most certainly, my brain tends to work overtime in conjuring up the most absurd makebelieve images out of the most ordinary everyday events (Ally Mcbeal must have had the same problem). and playing pretend would be my favoritest activity since young. taking on the identity of someone, or something else, is deliciously liberating, to say the least.
literature and theatre have never failed to ignite the spark of interest in me, and i secretly envy those who courageously pursue the path of exploring the depths of these, and marvel at their complex sensibilities. which makes me wonder wat have i been missing out on. they probably view the world in a different (most possibly, of a wondrous clarity) way than i do.
then again, i guess genetics can be like poetry to some people as well. :)
**
after watching Finding Neverland, i mourned wistfully over precious youth lost. how wonderful it'd be if we all never grew up, never grew old, and never grew weary. fairies, dragons and mermaids in Neverland may be nothing more than child's play to many, but who can resist a world without cares?
then the doubts seeped in and i began to question if God has a hand in all these, even in the realms of fantasy and magic. strangely enough, all that i felt in my heart of God at that point in time was that God is nothing but a spoil-sport. that He is one who kills imagination and brings the reality of Heaven and Hell and Salvation in our faces. that none shall escape judgement and death. and nothing is more important than doing the things we must do on earth.
funny how forgetful i can be; or rather, how silly i can get. afterall, God is Love and without Love, such tender emotions and bittersweet melancholy would mean nothing at all, wouldn't they? for He first loved us, so that we can love one another. for He is the promise of hope, eternal life and His angels fill the heavens with glorious praises. for He is the Creator of all things, even the slightest nuances and whimsical thoughts.
He made us creatures of imagination, and breathed life into us so that we can see the world as He sees it - one that is full of color, splendour and miracles. we dream, because He gives the possibility of our dreams coming true.
indeed, we can all be in Neverland, only if we believe.
perhaps it is sweeter to indulge in fantasy, and most probably the sanest thing to do; especially since Life here in our tiny island is nothing but a depressing monotonous routine of to-do lists. the least thing i can do for myself is to take my imagination to the furthest horizons it can possibly go to, in search for a glimpse of fun and inspiration.
but i won't fancy myself as someone with a keen sense of appreciation for the finer things in Life; in fact, i know very little. and God forbid if i ever think of myself as a tortured soul living in a world that doesn't understand my most sensitive sentiments. (don't we all love to dwell in such melancholy sometimes?)
most certainly, my brain tends to work overtime in conjuring up the most absurd makebelieve images out of the most ordinary everyday events (Ally Mcbeal must have had the same problem). and playing pretend would be my favoritest activity since young. taking on the identity of someone, or something else, is deliciously liberating, to say the least.
literature and theatre have never failed to ignite the spark of interest in me, and i secretly envy those who courageously pursue the path of exploring the depths of these, and marvel at their complex sensibilities. which makes me wonder wat have i been missing out on. they probably view the world in a different (most possibly, of a wondrous clarity) way than i do.
then again, i guess genetics can be like poetry to some people as well. :)
**
after watching Finding Neverland, i mourned wistfully over precious youth lost. how wonderful it'd be if we all never grew up, never grew old, and never grew weary. fairies, dragons and mermaids in Neverland may be nothing more than child's play to many, but who can resist a world without cares?
then the doubts seeped in and i began to question if God has a hand in all these, even in the realms of fantasy and magic. strangely enough, all that i felt in my heart of God at that point in time was that God is nothing but a spoil-sport. that He is one who kills imagination and brings the reality of Heaven and Hell and Salvation in our faces. that none shall escape judgement and death. and nothing is more important than doing the things we must do on earth.
funny how forgetful i can be; or rather, how silly i can get. afterall, God is Love and without Love, such tender emotions and bittersweet melancholy would mean nothing at all, wouldn't they? for He first loved us, so that we can love one another. for He is the promise of hope, eternal life and His angels fill the heavens with glorious praises. for He is the Creator of all things, even the slightest nuances and whimsical thoughts.
He made us creatures of imagination, and breathed life into us so that we can see the world as He sees it - one that is full of color, splendour and miracles. we dream, because He gives the possibility of our dreams coming true.
indeed, we can all be in Neverland, only if we believe.
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