My mind was on vacation again, dreaming wonderful dreams. Beautiful, pleasure-inducing images that filled me with love and peace and freedom are elements of my dreamy world.
Suddenly I sensed an intrusion. A vile presence had intruded my virtual heaven. Th presence seems to be a female. I could nearly see her, yet I couldn’t. She came into my dreams and destroyed all that was good. Tainting my images with black lines and erasing some. she used her head and smash up my dreams like someone smashing her head into a large piece of paper.
Everything lay tattered and torn.
I woke.
The night before while I was in camp, I visited the toilet in the middle of the night. While I was urinating a white shadow flashed past me, very distinctly, yet disappearing as suddenly as it appeared. Could this white shadow and strange presence that intruded my dreams be somehow related?
Yesterday, I broke down due to stress, whack my head against my locker a few times, and my body cramped up.
This is not me.
I had been tainted.
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I laid back an let the current of the world drown me. I floated into the sky and my soul did little swoops. My legs went for a little dance on their own and my arms were busy arm wrestling with each other. My mouth was busy working on a bowl of Lor Mee. All parts of me are at peace and joyful in this reality that was not to be.
At waking, the reality that was not to be fades and my body snapped together painful like a stretched rubber band giving your skin a sudden embrace. Silence strangled my ears and my eyes opened reluctantly.
The harsh reality that yet another new day had began sets in, and I am now like a freshly charged battery, ready to be drained by forces in the real world again.
Worries, concerns, longing and needs flooded my mind as if a dam was suddenly broken by water volume ten times that of the Grand Canyon. My consciousness popped back to be violently and suddenly.
My mind began to swell. It hurts. And that is an under-statement. It kills.
I rolled around in my bed, unwilling to face this reality. I want to burrow back into the reality that was not to be, but external forces had it that I won’t be do so for another 17 hours. The notion of jumping off a building feels as attractive as an FHM model. My reluctance to do so so as to hang on to my loved ones did nothing but flooded my vision.
With water.
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My one and only MP3 player. Cowon D2. All other portable audio players I have are MD players. So this speaks volumes about this cute little device with a beautiful 2.5 inch 16 million color(24bit) TFT-LCD touch screen. More info here.
Now, enjoy the photos.
And what is a fantastic audio player without top of the line and stylish headphones? Presenting to you, in the order of merit, the legendary Koss PortaPro (released more than 20 years ago) [SGD89], the Audio Technica ATH-EM5 [SGD50], and Creative EP630 [SGD35].
(This shot was out of focus, but I didn’t realise it until I upload to my computer. Too lazy to shoot again.)
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