Escher's REALITY

The original piece named 'Reality' by famed artist Escher


A Lego attempt at reality... i think it's rather good.


Whoever said Lego didn't look realistic?

Psalm 138:8

Something from my home which i wished to share.
~It needs no explination~

What Love Is

Love is patient, love is kind; it does not envy, it does not boast.
It is not proud, it is not rude, it is not self seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs.
Love does not delight in evil, but rejoices in truth.
It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.
Love never fails.
And now these three remain: faith, hope and love, but the greatest of these is
LOVE!

- Corinthians 1:13, 4-8

My House At Christmas [2]

Have yourself a Holy Christmas!


Nativity Scene
(Built by my Dad - isn't he clever!)


Advent Candles.
(We're lighting the last candle tonight.)


Over Loaded Christmas Tree.
(It seems red is in this year.)

My House At Christmas

Yeah this is my house at christmas time...



... And yes, that is a giant snowman on our roof patio....
hmmm, a snowman in Singapore, be it a giant one. DONT ASK!

Every Womans Dream

To Have No Stomach...

This is a photo I took of a statue in our house,
bought by my step-mum.
I find it inspiring and tastefully artistic.

Love

Living Waters

Calm waters gleaming,
Beneath the golden sun.
placid lakes, Quiet streams,
Running into one.

Rainbow worlds of coral,
In Tropical Lagoons.
Silver waters glistening,
Under a silver moon.

Sink below the surface
Into a world of your own,
A short 'get-away' from life,
A place to be alone.

The waters will look after you,
They'll hold you in their hand.
From the surface of the waters edge,
To the beds of shifting sand.

So take a dive and witness
The beauty and the grace,
Of this blue planets' hidden world,
This wondrous living place.

The Fan

When I’m cold, or when I’m hot
The fan makes me what I’m not
There no way to explain this thing
It feels like a big bird flapping its wing
Low, Medium, and high too
Without the fan I don’t know what I'd do
Because when I’m tired its so very soothing
Especially when it keeps on moving!
There’s no way I could live without
Keeping you comfy is what its about
If you have no fan, you're living a lie
And if you don’t plan on getting one
I don’t know why...

The Music of Silence

Sometimes the Music Of Life stops
And you are left with some choices...

To pine away for the lost melody
even while the actual tune fades to a distant memory.

Search for some new song, perhaps the latest craze,
hoping that it will harmonize with your soul.

Dream up a whole new verse
to carry you in the 'right' direction.


But I believe sometimes being comfortable
with The Silence IS enough...

Because if you can accept it and you listen hard enough
You'll realise that it has a chorus all of its own.

What He Means To Me

He means so much to me I just wish he knew

because when I'm around him the sky’s a different blue

and when he talks to me my knees begin to shake

the last thing I want is another heartbreak

if he would love me like I do

I could tell him that I will always be true

but when I try to talk I just don’t know what to say

because I know he doesn’t feel the same way.

The Most Beautyfull Girl

No words can describe it
It's L O V E!

My heart didn't understand
the limitless extent of Love
Till you entered our lives.


Olivia Cheong Po Tim
My niece

Somebody Has To

Somebody has to go polish the stars,
They're looking a little bit dull.
Somebody has to go polish the stars,
For the eagles and starlings and gulls
Have all been complaining they're tarnished and worn,
They say they want new ones we cannot afford.
So please get your rags
And your polishing jars,
Somebody has to go polish the stars.

It's Not Too Late

It's not too late... the angel said.
Even though the world's a mess...
Even though you're not that young...
Even though you've made mistakes and have been afraid
It's not too late...

And then I saw the world through the angels' eyes...
I saw the colors I could paint
The bridges I could build
The lives that I could touch
The dreams that could still come true
And it became very clear to me...
That it's not too late.
Ron Atchison

Perfect Imperfection

I am a contradiction
a perfect imperfection
On looking in from outside
I think I’d pass inspection

My nails are neat, each hair in place
My clothes the latest styles
But look a little closer,
And you can see my trials

The window to my balanced soul
Is stained from too much smoke
A birds eye view down at my heart
Will clearly show it’s broke

My best intentions lead to pain
And complicated messes
My head is filled with wishes,
My decisions second guesses

There was a time I tried to hide
each wrinkle, scar and tear
But I’m learning to appreciate
That I’m more than I appear

Each wrinkle tells a story
The path from there to here
I’ve earned a little wisdom
With every falling tear

My soul will soar in brilliant skies
But then I’ll need to rest
The embers of my passion
Still smolder in my chest

Perhaps I’ll let my hair go wild
And skip the manicure
I’ll wear my favorite color
They’ll say "Hey, look at her"

My hair, my heart, my clothes, my soul
Will walk in one direction
No longer contradicting
My perfect imperfection

"Come to the edge"

“Come to the edge.”
“We can't. We're afraid.”

“Come to the edge.”
“We can't. We will fall!”

“Come to the edge.”

And they came.
And He pushed them.
And they flew.

Guillaume Apollinaire, 1880-1918 French Poet, Philosopher

The Meaning of Human Life

A man has made at least a start
on discovering the meaning of human life
when he plants shade trees under
which he knows full well he will never sit.

D. Elton Trueblood

A New Day

"This is the beginning of a new day.
You have been given this day to use as you will.
You can waste it or use it for good.
What you do today is important
because you are exchanging a day of your life for it.
When tomorrow comes, this day will be gone forever;
in its place is something that you have left behind...
let it be something good."

Author Unknown

Lord Ganesha

Power

Strength and self assertion
lie within us all
yet we are afraid.

We do not use the resources
given to us to lift our lives
from the comfortable, stagnant routine
locked into work, relationships, ourselves.

Fearing what others may think of us
we lack the courage to step
from our accustomed role.

Strength and self assertion
can be demonstrated
with gracious kindness.
Softly spoken truths will take us further
than aggressive defensiveness.

Be true to yourself... Dare to be different
by courageously stepping forward
to say... "I am"... "I will be"
then "be"
remembering always to move softly
with gentleness and love.

Free yourself from what others want you to be
from the things that disappoint you.
Find and use the magnificent
loving P O W E R withing you.

Angels

I believe in angels,

The kind that heaven sends,

I am surrounded by angels,

But I call them friends.

Time For Reflection

Maybe its time for

some deep thoughts

I need to sort out my mind...

Too confusing,

too many questions

The answers i need to find...

Unnamed

When the storm rises up
When the shadows descend
Every beat of my heart
Every day without end
Every second I live
That's a promise I make
Till there's no more to give
"If that's what it takes"

~

An original I wrote a couple of years back
while staring into dancing flames and listening
to the wail of the storm raging outside.
It remains unnamed.

The Storm Caller

A lone figure steps to the edge of the battered cliff, her gown fluttering in the crisp breeze. She spreads her arms wide to the sky above, and begins a low chant. Slowly, the chant becomes louder, her voice echoing against the rocks. As the chant drowns out the sound of the crashing waves below, storm clouds roll in from the ocean and thicken in the sky overhead. The winds heed her call, blowing across the jagged shoreline and churning the sea beneath her.

Ever faster she chants, each verse building on the last. She can feel the charge in the air around her, growing stronger with each passing second, until at last it can no longer be caged. She throws her head back and shouts the final incantation, bending the raw power to her will. White fire leaps from her fingertips to the sky, infusing the storm with her power. Instantly the storm responds, splitting the sky with light and sound as a bolt of lightning rips through the air to the water below.

She is the Storm Caller. The wind is her breath, the rain her tears. Thunder is her voice, the lightning her fury. Of all the forces of nature, none can compare to the tempest within her own heart.

Life

Life is an opportunity, benefit from it.
Life is beauty, admire it.
Life is bliss, taste it.
Life is a dream, realize it.
Life is a challenge, meet it.
Life is a duty, complete it.
Life is a game, play it.
Life is a promise, fulfill it.
Life is sorrow, overcome it.
Life is a song, sing it.
Life is a struggle, accept it.
Life is a tragedy, confront it.
Life is an adventure, dare it.
Life is luck, make it.
Life is too precious, do not destroy it.
Life is life, fight for it.

Mother Teresa
Catholic Nun,
Missionary,
Nobel Peace Prize Recipient

Goodbye

{I wrote this in 2003 for my Grandfather as he was dying of cancer}

I sit and watch you fading
More and more each day.
Your hands are cold; your cheeks are sunk,
You have nothing to say.

A note to get well soon
In the flowers by your bed
Cause silent tears to flow
As your life is soon to end

Outside the children play
Inside the adults cry
A feeling of great pain
As they come to say goodbye

But I am not an adult
And neither a child
I’m somewhere in between
And my feelings are running wild

Watching you grow dimmer
I cannot understand
That soon you will depart from us,
Like footprints washed from the sand

I’ll never again see your smiling face
Full of pride and joy.
I’ll never again hear your lectures
About schoolwork and boys

All these things I took for granted
And I feel that it’s not fair
Because I never thought the day would come
When you wouldn’t be there

And suddenly I’m filled
With things I want to say
But I’m without the words to say them
And you’re running out of days

Most of all I want to say Goodbye
And I just can’t think of how.
But as I hold your hands, I realize
In my own way, I’m doing it now.

Goodbye Yeh Yeh, I Will Love You
Always
- Bec

Francis Cheong – Died 18th March 2003

Be Yourself but Dare to Dream

Be yourself... Everyone else is taken

But still dare to dream, for a person
who doesnt have dreams, doesnt have
life.

For those times when you crave a loving
touch, an embrace you can trust...

...Teddy is always there

Embrace of the Sea and the Shore

Two spirits... so different from each other... polar opposites...

And yet one could not exist without the other...

Could this be LOVE?¿?

Rosebush or Thornbush?

We can complain because

rose bushes have thorns,

or

Rejoyce because thorn

bushes have roses!

The Look of Jesus

Here is a beautiful and inspirational story that i would like to share with you. If you have felt this way [as i have before] my prayers are with you.

In the gospel according to Luke we read the following:

But peter said, 'Man I do not know what
you are talking about.' At that moment,
while he was still speaking, a cock crew;
and the Lord turned and looked straight
at Peter... and Peter went outside and
wept bitterly.

I had a fairly good relationship with the Lord. I would ask
Him for things, converse with Him, praise Him, thank Him...

But always I had this uncomfortable feeling that He wanted
me to look into His eyes... And I would not. I would talk, but
look away when I sensed He was looking at me.

I always looked away. And I knew why. I was afraid. I thought
I should find an accusation there of some unrepented sin. I
thought I should find a demand there: there would be some-
thing He wanted from me.

One day I finally summoned up the courage and looked!
There was no accusation. There was no demand. The eyes
just said, 'I love you.' I looked long into those eyes. I looked
searchingly. Still, the only message was, 'I love you!'

And I walked out and, like Peter, I wept.

God's Call

"Avoid not

Seek not

Just wait for God's call."