open my eyes

try this

2006-04-25T23:42:00.000+08:00

drink
till ur limbs r numb
but u r not

then look thru ur eyes
with wide screen lens

then run
not with ur legs

did i just run out of my skin???

i hear this

2006-02-27T23:48:00.000+08:00

i listened to my head
as i tried to sleep last night
and i heard this

two
all beef
patties
pickles, lettuce, cheese
n onions
on a seseame seed
bun

in chinese,
to the tune of a jay chou song

over n over

every breath i take

2006-01-23T00:51:00.000+08:00

the shore cant stop the sea
wave upon wave

the sea's not stopping me
from jumpng in either

earn

2005-12-27T10:54:00.000+08:00

i want to Embrace Technology
thats Like.No.Other
i want to join the Digital Revolution
coz Everyone's Invited
and It's Not Hard To Imagine
that i can Make Things Better

my precious

2005-11-24T23:49:00.000+08:00

precious few drops of awareness
from the years
of my
life
.
.
.

into the eternal pool of
the moment
where
the silver fish
swims

rain

2005-11-18T14:38:00.000+08:00

the afternoon trees
even in the distant rain
and nearby rooftop drops

dancer

2005-10-10T14:31:00.000+08:00

i closed my eyes
and became

that dancer in the dark
that i sometimes see
when i close my eyes

search for me
not in me

but in you
baby
for i'm dancing
in your heart

impunity

2005-09-12T10:14:00.000+08:00

i sat at the edge of the night
and waited
and soon the wind from the fan
came and pick me up

i drifted with the breeze
to the farthest
end of the night

to a place
where my skin and bones
no longer hold me
and i flew with the impunity
of a moon beam
in the dark of the night

i was a light
upon myself
even in the dark

and then i woke up
and went back to being
a shadow
in the light

heartwrenching

2005-08-24T11:09:00.000+08:00

from that time i first saw you
to all the times i stole glances at u during leadership,
when nobody knew at all

to our first group date where we watched hellboy
i wanted to kiss you so much that night.
a strange moon was up that night and i wrote this for u
"blood red moon
warm breeze
unkissed lips"

to our first kiss in the car.
that too i wrote you this
"did the night conspire
to bring the words
in
that
kiss"

to our first date at red wine cove
wine, cheese, that lavender candle.
we made that place ours.
years from now,
lovers are gonna sit at the very same spot we sat
and never know
that we sat there so happily once
and that group with that noisy puppy
will wonder where we went-
did they get married?
did they break up?

that first time i came in you

that time we went to bangkok
and went to watch white chicks
and laughed so hard at the part
of the norah jones song- a thousand miles
then before that we had that mango

ah pop
ah kai

Pho Hoa
no
PHO HOA
pho pok
pho by
pho so many things

sparrow point

Krabi
that first beer we drank in the hot afternoon
the roadside friedrice i love so much
the lady sellin us fruits on the motorbike
and the wonderful prata pancake
with chocolate and banana inside
and on that first beach when i shouted
"welcome to paradise!"
that night that we brought a feast back to out room
and drank champange
we loved breakfast at the hotel
and the two of us walking on the road by that deserted beach
and then the paddle pop ice cream bike came by
with the paddle pop tune
and we sang to the tune
happily like two small kids would
"koh phi phi
koh phi phi
don!
we are now in krabi!"

initial D
takumi kun!
full matel panic!
uzumaki naruto!
gaara
kagebunshin no jutsu!
all the time we spent watchin those
chips, beer

tioman
what a rough trip there!
both of us puked in that boat
but it was all worth it
our little hut
two steps from the beach
the hut was number M3
u were Gentle Wave
i was See Breeze
we swam
we ate fish and chips
drank tea in the afternoons
u brought beer for me as i sat in the sea
slept in the hammocks
theres always a place in our hearts for
Nippah in tioman
where the bar sign said
"lazy afternoons, mystical nights"
and so too will there be a place in Nippah's heart
for Gentle Wave and See Breeze

and every other sun kissed moment we share
in our lives

i stand here at the bank of the river
looking at you on the other side
the river grows wider and wider
and soon u will vanish from sight
the river will carry away all that
and that
that i love
Gentle Wave and See Breeze always go together
but it seems
no more
i wave you goodby from where i stand
i miss you so much baby
but See Breeze can accompany Gentle Wave
no more

emo-tality! take it! its YOURS!

ode to thai grasshoppers

2005-08-22T14:53:00.000+08:00

thai grasshoppers
they look like hell

but they flew right down from heaven
they taste like
tiny bursts of divine bliss
cosmic implosion
orgy of sweet angels in my mouth
with every bite

god's very own snack
to go with his beer

her eyes

2005-08-17T11:55:00.000+08:00

the eyes
of that girl selling clothes
under the stairs

they shine like
gold

sunshine beaming through
dark clouds

divine
for when i look into them
i was no more

my eyes

2005-08-05T14:28:00.000+08:00

my chinaman housemate came out of the toilet naked
then i saw his naked ass

oh my eyes
MY EYES!!!
OH MY FUCKING GOD MY EYES!!!
JESUS H CHRIST!!!
SUCK MY FUCKING BALLS EAT MY CUM MY EYES!!!!!!
KILL MEEEE!!!!!!! MY EYES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

the sun's gone to hell

2005-07-18T15:53:00.000+08:00

now the sun's gone to hell
where can i roam?

i went to places we've been
but i can't find you
i went to the beach
the sea laughs at me

little bird in the tree
you must have seen it
then tell me
where has it flown

burn

2005-07-16T11:20:00.000+08:00

the candle in the middle of the storm
is the wind
the wind in that storm
is the flame
i am the rain
and the wind
and the flame

and you my friends
are the lightning that flashes across that thunderous sky
ever so often

and then soon
all will be gone

the lightning will go
the storm will stop
the candle all burned out

it starts
with this
chipped teeth of mine

its like this

2005-06-23T18:02:00.000+08:00

an aunt asked me if it is hard to rollerblade
so i told her its like riding a bike,
you won't forget once you know it

then later on i heard someone tell his friend,
riding a bike is like swimming,
same reason

everything's related

so,
being conscious is like having
a nice big cup of
SHUT THE FUCK UP!

have a cuppa

somewhere

2005-06-15T10:02:00.000+08:00

somewhere in the universe
is the most powerful star that ever existed
and somewhere across at the other end is earth
somewhere on earth
is me
somewhere in me
is the entire universe

and somewhere in the night
is a boat that sails across the cosmic sea
to pick me up
on the shore
to somewhere somewhere

i met a cow today! a talking one!

2005-05-18T17:26:00.000+08:00

don't look so surprised
when i say i have no aim in life

your insistance that i have one
only tells me that you are a
lost cow

and no
i am not interested in
eating grass with you
or
the likes of you

the highway

2005-05-07T10:01:00.000+08:00

when u travel down the dark highway of your mind
i'm in the next car

that fool

2005-05-07T09:58:00.000+08:00

the guy who got hit by the train
while picking up his sandles on the track..

i'm laughing at that fool
in me
who's picking up sandles
and not hearing the train come..

nobody's home

2005-04-25T23:50:00.000+08:00

i looked at the people walking on the street
dead motherfuckers..
nobody's home
if u get what i'm saying

then the shocker..

i wasn't home as well

philosopher's sky (to the tune of american pie)

2005-04-04T15:43:00.000+08:00

long long time ago.. in the town of delphi
was a young man- socrates
he said if i had my chance, i will try to understand,
and i'll find out why they call me the smartest man

but the oracle made him shiver
with what she was about to deliver
what he found out instead
was the folks were all mad

they can't remember if he sighed
when they brought the poison to his eyes
what he stood for was the sky
the day epistimology died

they were chanting..

die die this philosopher's sky
asked the heavens all the questions but then who has the time
it was raining but the whole world was dry
he said..
why don't you just open your eyes
why don't you just open your eyes?

do you have the heart of love
or do you chant to the Fake above
like everybody tells you so
do you have magic in your hands
can you make your ego understand
then can you teach me how to fly, real slow

well there's nothing that you cannot do
unless you believe what's told to you
then you'd always be a slave
until your dying day!

you are living in a plato's cave
a dark dank devilish hellava place
how do you see that you are stuck
the day epistimology died..

they started chanting..

die die this philosopher's sky
asked the heavens all the questions but then who has the time
it was raining but the whole world was dry
he said
why don't you just open your eyes
why don't you just open your eyes?

now everyone's talkin bout what they own
the house, the car, the damned handphone
but that's not how it used to be

when the kid left school at seventeen
he started life as a machine
in a world that moves for you and me

and while the kid was running round
his life was slowly falling down
his time was running out
to quench that nagging doubt

while lao tze wrote a book on tao
the people still were figuring how
the churches thought they figured out
the day epistimology died

they were chanting..

die die this philoshoper's sky
asked the heavens all the questions but then who has the time
it was raining but the whole world was dry
he said
why don't you just open your eyes
why don't you just open your eyes?

eter-nity in a morning shower
blake found heaven hiding in a flower
we ain't nothing more than dust

the dust goes round so full of lust
but soon that too shall come to pass
as we live our days in a pretty crust

now the system gives us sweet perfume
while the owners played the marching tune
do you see what he saw
oh, just another brick in the wall

when socrates said what he knew
the marching band refused to yield

but look inside all be revealed
the day epistimology died

they were chanting

die die this philosopher's sky
ask the heavens all the questions but then who has the time
it was raining but the whole world was dry
he said
why don't you just open your eyes
why don't you just open your eyes?

there you were all in one place
different persons in one face, with no one left to play the game
so come on katch be nimble, katch be quick
katch get right out with a kick
coz devil is the old boy's only friend

while he was fighting for his life
the devil spit fear in his eyes
no angel born in hell
could break that satan's spell

and as darkness climbed into his night
to bury any of his light
he saw satan laughing with delight
the day epistimology died

they were chanting

die die this philosopher's sky
asked the heavens all the questions but then who has the time
it was raining but the whole world was dry
he said
why don't you just open your eyes
why don't you just open your eyes?

he met a man who had the clues
and he asked him for some happy news
but he just smiled and looked at him

there's a place you've been before
but you need to open all the doors
but it is a game that only one of you can play

and in the night time of his dreams
where the candle's burning but nothing's seen
there is one door left to open
and he'll walk out of his prison

and all the things he believed the most
the good, bad and what he's been sold
all went by with the wind a moment ago
the day epistimology died

they were chanting

die die this philosopher's sky
asked the heavens all the questions but then who has the time
it was raining but the whole world was dry
he said
why don't you just open your eyes
why don't you just open your eyes?

the polack pope

2005-04-04T14:26:00.000+08:00

the polack pope
the greatest salesman the world has ever seen

did u book your place in the afterlife with him?
or did u get
your money back?

flying without wings!

2005-04-04T10:12:00.000+08:00

in my dream last night
i was flying over the sea

i was fearful somehow
that i would drop
unsure of my newfound ability
lost
dun know where to fly
or when to land
so many considerations

thinking back after i woke
i thought should have enjoyed that flight
a little bit more

dark night

2005-04-01T09:05:00.000+08:00

last night after i closed my eyes
to sleep
it became darker
than the night

dumb ass

2005-04-01T09:03:00.000+08:00

i turned and turned in bed last night
till i hit my head on the wall

on that day

2005-03-31T16:07:00.000+08:00

the sea at tioman showed me something
on that day

at the horizon
where the sky and sea met
i saw a slit in the picture

is it an opening in space and time?
for when i took a peek,
its nothingness
and timelessness

keep peeling off the picture

oh what a day!

2005-03-22T10:46:00.000+08:00

oh the lie that they tell me-
that there is a yesterday, or a tomorrow

its like calling the sea
a billion drops of water,
that this drop is different from the next
or
that there are many waves that come to shore,
when it is actually one Gentle Wave,
caressing the land
hear it,
that joyful hand never stopped since it started

the sun rises and dissovles back into the sea
like a flying fish
getting some sky,
thats his business
not mine

the eternal existance of the sea
i found in the Sea Breeze
that just blew in my face,
like i found the entire sea in the
single drop of saltwater
that went in my mouth
oh what an eternal day!

and then i took a dip in the sea
forever
now

use your anger

2005-03-15T11:33:00.000+08:00

luke, i am your father

search your feelings luke, you know it to be true

look

2005-03-14T11:58:00.000+08:00

for all intents and purposes
i'm already dead
even if you
or everything else may insist
otherwise

oh
one more thing
have you looked

in the mirror?

dulcy

2005-03-04T10:24:00.000+08:00

baby

your courage

brightens up my day

everyday

hm.. beer..

2005-03-04T10:00:00.000+08:00

beer, the drink of gods
for are we not?

when u drink till you cant move
who remains?

no
not you
the other one

FUCK FEAR
DRINK BEER

man's best friend

2005-03-03T15:09:00.000+08:00

when a dog is chasing it's tail in circles
it really trying to tell us-
if you can do it,
so can we

ode to krabi

2005-03-02T17:01:00.000+08:00

(to the tune of paddle pop)
ko phi phi
ko phi phi- don!
we r now in krabi!

psst..

2005-03-02T15:15:00.000+08:00

let you in on a little secret

you are an really an advertisement

a nice looking poster
with bright colours
and pretty pictures
that other people like to look at

shouting out:
look, i'm not a piece of paper!

who's that
hiding behind the good looking poster?

what

is he afraid of?

stop

2005-03-02T15:07:00.000+08:00

i cant find it...

coz its not where u think it is
stop looking for it

bicycle

2005-03-01T15:14:00.000+08:00

logic
the chain that forwards the bicycle

why dun ya fly?

cola war

2005-02-18T12:15:00.000+08:00

what advertisements are tellin me:

coca cola is calling themselves the real thing, coz it really isnt

pepsi cola is for the next generation, coz no one's drinking it now

... what did you say your character was?

the assissin

2005-02-17T14:36:00.000+08:00

the assissin said to the intruder:
attack me not with your reality
for your facade
is no defense
against this balde
bitch

the stream

2005-02-16T15:13:00.000+08:00

settle down
and be still for a moment
hear
the cool stream
that is flowing
into the waiting arms of
the ocean

freudian slip

2005-02-14T15:25:00.000+08:00

Freud said that an anal person is someone who spend most of his energy in the pursuit and hording of money and materials. I see assholes, all around. And anything that comes out of assholes can only be- shit.

When we meet, all we talk about when we get together is- do you have any ideas to make more shit? I have more shit than you. So and so just bought a new shit. My uncle lives in a shit. My shit is bigger than yours. I drive a shit. I saved a lot of shit coz I bought a second hand shit. I bought insurance to insure my shit that I worked hard for. I just heard bout this new direct selling shit, it’s the best MLM shit, its really good shit… much better than the other MLM shit u have heard about or had the chance to use. There is this big sale going on, u gotta go buy the shit they have there with your hard earn shit.

No matter how nice their houses are decorated, it’s still only a toilet bowl or sewerage, they spend hundreds of thousand on a rubbish truck, they drink new-water (made of shit). As a group they are called Singaporeans. we love our shit so much that we literally drink water made from our own shit and piss. And then we raise our kids to be bigger assholes. And then we die. We die each day, poisoned by the shit we spew, by the shit the people put in us, by the shit the government force onto us.

No, producing shit is NOT the only way to live.

Awake, my fellow assholes, awake to the fact you have been an asshole. Awake from the filth, the excreta! Wake up and smell the shit!

...my kid is studying in the most prestigious shit in town. And I employ a really good tuition teacher to teach him shit coz my shit aint good enough. the shit industry is really the industry that will be big in the future. my kid's gonna get a degree in shit and make lot's of shit by being the first in that field...

on my leg

2005-02-13T01:00:00.000+08:00

dulcy rested her head on my leg
and fell asleep
and then i fell asleep
and we entered the divine realm together
to frolick in the sweet pool of nectar

we must have left our shells in bed
in an instant
like kids casting their clothes to the ground
eagerly
when they arrive at a cool stream on a hot day

for when we awoke
her head was still
on
my
leg

the castle

2005-02-11T01:42:00.000+08:00

the castle of conformity
protects the army of the meek
from a single
couragous
person

all that in my hands

2005-02-10T15:54:00.000+08:00

katch takes a long deep breath
as he extends his arms outwards
he gathers the cosmos between his palms
the sun the stars the milkyway the distant nebulas and then beyond that place
where god dwells
he takes that into his right palm
plants a kiss
and smashes it into the ground

and then there is
no more
that is where katch is

visit me sometimes

katch demonic

2005-02-10T15:42:00.000+08:00

i am katch
katch demonic
asshole!

half angel half demon

2005-02-10T15:32:00.000+08:00

i am the walking dead
my mind is the demon
gripping my throat with fear
shielding me from paradise
he sits on me like a throne
spewing acid in my eyes

the flowering tree

2005-02-07T10:09:00.000+08:00

the two palm trees grew in the in botanic gardens for 80 years. the thing about these palm trees is that they flower once every 40 to 80 years. so after of sitting there together beside the lily pond, after years and decades gone by, they have decided to to bloom at the very same time.

the bloom looked like a tree growing on top of another tree. a magnificent crown of golden yellow upon the original palm tree. after the flowering for a few weeks, the top would drop off, leaving the palm tree as it was always.

80 years is one lifetime of a human being. but time is not an issue in nature. flowering once in 80 years is no big deal for a palm tree. can one imagine only accomplishing one thing in our lifetime?

why did we invent time at all? what do we want to measure? why do we need to measure? and then for who?

there is no time in nature to speak of.. it is of being. that is why it is so enjoyable to sleep when you are with nature. you get into the rythm of the trees. in nature there is a relatedness among all things. stepping into that world, you have become one with the trees, nestled in its womb. your inventions dun exist anymore, for these trees will never be fooled by the lie that your watch tells you.

like a magician pulling an illusion over your eyes, the hands on the watch keep you hypnotised, imprisoned. imprisoned to measurement, of good, and bad. of dichotomy.

so here's the koan. how do you stop time?

Revolution

2005-02-05T11:03:00.000+08:00

green is the colour of leaves, the colour of the big tree that accompanies me at lunch, it is also the colour of other trees. the badge that they wear.

it is of peace, serenity, the colour of zen, of wat is.

but green is what i make of it. its green because i've been told its green. my programming tells me it's a tree. for the purpose of working in this world, such concepts are passed down.

so what is behind this 'green', this 'tree'? if it there in the first place.

kabam!

nothing

its revolution. break down the walls and create,

from nothing,

for nothing

with nothing

spies among us

2005-02-05T00:26:00.000+08:00

a network of spies exist among us. look around your office and see it. an intricate network of hen digging for any information they can find.excited office women talking in hushed tones in a corner, barely containing their joy at being the first in the office to hear that... a new water cooler will be added to the office.

what drives their incesscent need for information? what is behind this madness?? i dun know..

i imagine the office to be a farm. if the general manager is the farmer, the rest would be the hen. and it seems the hen run the show around here..not a kernel of juicy gossip escape their ears.. and they take it upon themselves to uphold the moral justic in this rough farm..

of course one wonders where they actually have the time to do any work.. but who cares, the typing stops right on the dot at 5!