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Name: arthur
Country: Singapore
Birthday: 10/2/1967
Gender: Male
Interests: dreaming...fashion,film-making,art as artisan not artist, invention,writing,poetry,music,interior design... comprehension of those who do not want to be understood...laughing and breathing the ancient as well as the new...
Expertise: endless unison of completeness...
Occupation: Other
Industry: Art
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Member Since:
11/25/2003
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| "There is no greater solitude than that of a samurai,
unless it is that of the tiger in the jungle...
perhaps..."
Bushido, Le Samourai | | |
| the minimalist
words are less than necessary...
silence offers enough answers...
we do not need that many people around us as their unevolved beings creates the dramas that creates the problems that engulf us.....
In solitude we find our true self...the soul without the housing of our physical form...a physical form that we have to learn to control for it feeds on physical needs that overwhelms the true nature...such is the illusion that is often spoken of in mysticism...there is no mystery...we are here and yet not...
We are free when we do not imprison ourselves in the human form...we weild the human form as a means for lesser than more...
We are enlightened only when we are minimalist... | | |
| Dear friends, fellow human inhabitants of the Soul...
For many years now I have often pondered upon our existence and the multiple roles we willingly or otherwise had to play in this stage of life. Some of us are set in certain ways to play almost a one track role whereby we are inevitably categorised into a particular group. However I just can't see myself playing only a set role in life...Hence in a sense I developed the character of The Stray ,who is many people within a genuine guise getting deep into each character each time I put on a particular mask. The mask has been of great significance in many cultures, as a means of expressing/depicting different characters and emotions in various ceremonies,etc.
Likewise we put on a different mask in each unique situation to play a certain role.
In order to understand the psychosis of the different characters that I am developing I got into multiple roles, at times roles within roles for eg my recent drunkard role and poet role... combining these two elements I could very quickly get into a state whereby I am unconsciously writing down thoughts developed by 2 other roles which I consciously play ,that of a philosophy student as well as the role of a spiritual seeker... And only through this particular combination am I able to explore my subconscious ability to almost speed write while my head is almost in a whirl spin . Often at times I can't exactly recall how or what I had written and to whom... Some of these writings have been preserved on this blog. I guess in some sense I am just speaking to another Being on a higher consciousness...there are almopst no personal emotions involved between these people who are in their human shell... Often the significance of these prose that I wrote to these random individuals are a message from a deeper realm...at least I see it that way for I can't begin to fully comprehend it...There are no personal Intent in these prose ever... Most times I laughed when I sober up and read back some of these writings if they are still available...haha...
Anyhow I woke up today and figured I have exhausted that role ... At least I have learn to play it too well...Like a method actor with a certain amount of alcohol and a few chosen songs at a certain time of the night as the formula for these drunken prose to these random chosen individuals who may or may never understand any of it... But I guess it really never mattered to me for I never craved to be understood... I think the more anyone tries to understand it ,the further from the truth it becomes...
Hence, I am embarking on different roles ..more subtle yet complex roles so as to simplify my path of thoughts...the Japanese has a term called " Satori" which means instant awakening... Its an amazing ephipany...almost like u woke up and the roles you are familiar with has instantly become insignificant to yourself and you just see things very differently...
We peeled off our masks layer by layer ,sometimes only to put on new ones... other times we wish we can see and know the real us..."Who am I" ...isn't that the first age old question? We are like a hero with a thousand faces (Joseph Campbell)...
So who are you? and when you answer that, is that really True? Is that really You? Or is that You at this very Moment?
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THE PATHLESS LAND | | |
| 24-04-07,02:27:02am ,Hong Kong
and when the violins struck her heart's strings...
the mind numbs his alarm in silent rings...
In a manner of speaking...
the moutains of false obstacles are no longer peaking...
in faith we laugh like the innocents...
In between a soundless horizon we are worthy of the rainbow's crescents
N to be genuinely inspired...
like a design on paper transpired...
A shred of fabric...
transformed into an ancient relic...
One that holds a fortress of careless memories...
For the Angels no longer vainly cries...
YES!
We are Immortal...
falsely trapped in our human portal...
Thinking that perhaps the alpha and omega r opposite...
when its merely a mental composite...
Fools that are humourous....
in an adventure nearly amourous...
I laughed within my smile...
May we neither walk nor run another mile...
But thrive on the black and white of our forlorn shadows...
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