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Hokkaido and Tokyo pictures posted…

…at http://www.flickr.com/photos/inspirethereal.

Do view them and leave comments. *grin*

Liverpool 2 Man U 0

There are fewer things in life that make me happier than a scoreline like this.

http://af.reuters.com/article/sportsNews/idAFJOE59O08I20091025

WP doesn’t seem to let me post the hyperlink so in case you want to read about the victory, here’s the link.

Raindogs’ performance @ Armenian Street

Managed to get a photo of The RainDogs’ from the side angle. The place was packed!

Hope to hear more from you folks soon. =)

Raindogs' jamming

One night.September.Bangkok.

Told myself I would post these up when I get the chance.

My “one day in Bangkok with a camera” mini-series.

Was rather lucky this trip around; started the day out properly with an upgrade to a suite at the Grand Hyatt Erawan. Managed to wrap up work early and so headed to Central World for dinner and back to the hotel Club Lounge for some dessert + R&R.

Suite living room

Suite bedroom

Macro lotus shot

From the bridge leading to train station and Central World

One definition of a good dinner...begin with an Asahi.

Central World front

Erawan Shrine

Photos of my Anantara Phuket trip are uploaded onto Flickr

Okay, the flickr.com uploader spent the whole of the early morning uploading my Anantara Phuket photos.

You can view them here at http://www.flickr.com/photos/inspirethereal.

One of my favourite Kahlil Gibran quotes.

And in the sweetness of friendship let there be laughter and the sharing of pleasures. For in the dew of little things the heart finds its morning and is refreshed.

Silkair Photo Contest

Silkair is currently organizing an interesting photo contest. Check out details here.

I am not a fan of the carrier especially their service standards.

However, this seems to be a good way to try and win a prize for doing what one does naturally when on holiday – take lots of photos.

Good luck!

Still missing you

Time ebbs and flows,
Memories in its wake,
8 years and what might have been.

There’s something about running…

…that familar ache as muscles stretch…

…as the brain takes over and regulates breathing…

…in time for the rush of adrenaline as the distance beckons…

…and the focus shifts to feet pounding pavement…

…while constantly wishing for more breeze…

…besides keeping an eye on ground in case of that odd branch or rock…

…finally settling into a rhythm of one breath two steps one more breath two more steps…

…barely noticing time slip away into a blur (unless one has a watch – not recommended)

…until the heart beats much faster and breathing becomes more of a gulp for air…

…but oh that fantastic rush of joy where perhaps everything in life could be handled…

…mind starts to tell the body to hang on until the breathing quickens…

…heart pounds…

…body resists the urge to stop and deigns to sprint…

…just in time to cross the psychological finish line.

A commentary on thoughts playing with shadows and corners

What happens when you come across a thought, the line of thinking it becomes, which just does not go away?

How do you take, hold or pin it down, turn it on angles, perhaps analyze and maybe toss it away?

Is it even possible to take a throw when a thought is elusive but persistent?

When it play at corners and runs with shadows but always lagging a short moment and perceived again from a different second?

Where do you corner and direct it toward, trap it in some moving train of “what ifs” in order to better define its form?

Will you let it go, recognizing  that the thought will return again, in another second, when it’s part of the process or maybe not?

Do you want to or perhaps even choose to, as sometimes it’s comforting to know that a familiar presence is just around a corner?

Maybe it’s easier to pretend annonyance, feign disturbance, where you can deal with the thought rationally and let it become a component of another process?

Or wouldn’t it simply be easier to let it go and morph into another thought, move into another train, become another “What if”.

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