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Sunday, February 27, 2011
A Butterfly's Perception
Thursday, February 24, 2011
Nibbling
I spotted a half hidden caterpillar while I was leaving Cerok Tokun.
I had a dream then and I felt a caterpillar was crawling inside me.
I have been molded to adapt and suit the environment. I am proud to be flexible and competitive, and to keep challenging limit one after another.
But I had a feeling that a caterpillar was crawling inside my body, and without any nibbling sound. It is going to chew my heart, my lung, my brain, and everything away.
Just like what had happened to the piece of leaf.
Monday, February 21, 2011
Me And An Ant
and if this one tried from an upper end, my hairs thus represented the whole complicated me.
Friday, February 18, 2011
All Flesh is Grass
"All flesh is like grass and all its glory like the flower of grass. The grass withers, and the flower falls."
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This butterfly was supposed to be a very busy, happy and desirable one the next morning: To inhale the ardent aroma, to get in love and to murmur sweet nothings in the ears of the nubile flowers.
Monday, February 14, 2011
New Toy
Friday, February 11, 2011
Say Nonsense
"I like nonsense -- it wakes up the brain cells.”
I did not think the monkey thought alike. It was sure frightened by a nonsense who emerged from nowhere, and at the same time had strange equipment aiming at him. Though we were very far apart, it was still so cautious and decided to move away immediately.
I did not think this treehopper thought alike too. It seemed to me it was paralyzed by the continuous flashing. Its eye balls kept turning round and round. It should think what the hell this nonsense had done on him after recovering from the mind disruption.
How can I tell them that “it's a way of looking at life through the wrong end of a telescope... and that enables you to laugh at all of life's realities"?
Tuesday, February 8, 2011
Story About Bulbul Continued
The bulbul did a few landing tests, as I continued to stay, to ensure nothing stupid would happen if I was an evil.
How lucky I was for not being an evil. I found the bird perched on a bird’s-nest fern, disappeared within seconds, only reappeared and flew away fifteen minutes later.
I was still not an evil, though going for a peek with a ladder. There was a nest hidden within the leaves, and one of the two eggs had already been successfully hatched. What a new life in the New Year.
I had then spent three hours with my feathered friends; it really needs time to discover what really matters.
Saturday, February 5, 2011
A Bulbul's New Year Show
Thursday, February 3, 2011
It's Year of the Rabbit
Me: A butterfly just flew pass us.
Son: In a jerking manner.
Me: Why?
Son: It laughed because it overheard all this nonsense.
Me: It must be one of the three Stooges.
Son: Who are they?
Me: Someone like Mr. Bean. We have to be smart, but they earned a living by doing nonsense everyday.
Son: Is it the reason I have been talking so much nonsense and never get scolded for the first time?