Saturday, 26 May 2012

Power, wealth, control and stupidity

When human have power and wealth, they change.
They forget.
They lost remembrance of their journey.
They dig very deep into the world
to push away people into hell.
not wanting anyone to be like them
giving the weak ones multiples of hardship.
They concern so much about the whole world
They want to take CONTROL.
Again, they forget the minor things in life that matters so much to the weak civilian
 the people that are climbing up the ladder with sweat and blood
They forget that they used to be the weakest.

I'm afraid that I might turn up one like them.
I never want to be like them, not even want to be near to the monstrous
I do not want to control over things that would leave people drowning.
I want to remember my journey.
Now that I could see crystal clear of the people with power, control and wealth
because I am thousands miles under the seabed.
I give them my greatest sympathy.
they have lost their humble, resulting so much hatred but not love.

0n the 10.10.10, I had a friend who told me that "my brother was almost dead in the accident but I still stay to fight for my competition. Where were your sense of responsibility?"
I was silent.
It was not a mere silence.
It did not lead to my agreement as well
I gave up explaining myself.
It was a mourn silence in the middle of an egoistic war of people with no wealth and power.
I feel grief sorrow that people could choose power and control over family.
What's in their mind?
What are responsibility, wealth, power, control and status when your loved ones are in a stain of blood?
Nothing but stupidity.

I blog.
As my reminder.

This is a picture with all words beyond the dictionaries could have.
The hardship that I had gone through.
Fear and the crush of heaven.
It was PAIN.

-this is not a picture of a student burning the midnight oil though I did burnt the midnight oil till 8.30am. A.M I was saying-

ps: I could understand the nature of the people with power, control and great wealth.
but those without all the above but only a lil' wealth and with a lil' luxurious life, where they are still being controlled, yet wanting to put people down, what do I categorised them?

people like them should listen to the song 'breakaway by kelly clarkson'

Thursday, 17 May 2012

It's too late to say too late

There are some things that we don't talk about.
Better rather than a word.
Things compile time to time,
giving a taste of toleration
just to obtain a lil' joy at that very short point of life.
Ashamed and proud of?
Just hold a smile with a fist
such fear and pressure you had
All worth for the one worth dying for
 But, when things are falling apart
when nothing can return with one piece of all bricks
when we don't really know why
it burst and burnt
it's too late to even say too late
you can never say a thing
not even a goodbye
but only to let it flow like ashes
May they fly to the sky of all freedom
just imagine you are the king of all kings
I will be your angel when all are crumbling
nothing beyond.

Thursday, 10 May 2012

The Street Down the Memory Lane

Every picture has a story, every picture is my memory, that makes my life a beauty :) 
- chee su yin

"Down the memory lane"

"Childhood memory"

"The Street"

Near the beach- always
this picture looks like in Hawaii :p

"The Jagung Parut" - I guess it's only available in Terengganu. It's simply delicious.
One of the many reasons I love taking pictures, almost every corner of the world, is to keep my memory as fresh as today in the coming days. As time passes, they will fade. I want them to stay. Be it good or bad, they have made my life so beautiful. And, of course, indeed very interesting as well. I have been staying in a place of all strangers for 3 years. A place that I would not dream to capture any memories. Yet, when time is passing in great speed, sweet memories come along. They changed me.

Camera: my mobile phone. I named it HERO

Since I do not own a DSLR, my pictures need a few layers of filters to give a satisfying effect. If I'm lucky, my pictures can remain unedited with only flash on :)
I hope you enjoy seeing them

Sunday, 6 May 2012

It was just like yesterday

I was sitting on a swing with you
We were talking like best friends
Your strong legs were supporting the swing, as mine were too short and weak

We were on a same table
I could see sparks in your eyes
I never fail to love your jokes

I was young with loads of stupidity, most gave me a complete ignorance
But, never you
Instead, you joined my wonderland
You had no idea how much it meant to me

I could feel your warm heart
your voice
 It was all like yesterday.
I know I could not go through the same anymore
But, you are always in my heart.
The value of the moments we had is indescribable
They are priceless

 My photographs here are specially dedicated for you

"You will be missed"

"A moment of thought of  you"

"For You"

R.I.P my third grand uncle

Life is so fragile
Yesterday, he was still standing next to you
having deep talks with you
holding your hands
feeling his warm body
Today, there is no more
but only memories.

Appreciate love ones everyday
we don't own "every" tomorrow in life.

Love, suyin