Exceedingly bright and cloudless summer day spent at Dachau, Germany’s longest running Jewish concentration camp Here we are at the gate, where 60,000 Jews entered but never left. (admittedly, we look a tad too happy for the solemnity, but it’s a tourist thing) To be honest it could be a lovely walk in the parkContinue reading “Travel-diary: Dachau Concentration Camp, Munich”
Bangkok Jam and World War Z to celebrate Enkee’s post-23rd (somehow silly me forgot to take Joyce again…) Happy ten-years of friendship ENQI! NYGH wouldn’t have been the same if we’ve never met; we would have missed out on hiding and talking under the covers of our blue high school jackets (which we NEVER tookContinue reading “too close for comfort”
For someone who’s a firm believer in New Year Resolutions, I’m not entirely convinced of its life-changing capabilities. Once in a while I look back upon my annual mandate, written with fervent excitement over the promise of a brand new year… “2011….I will make more friends, smile too often, take too many bad polaroids, goContinue reading “we lived through a lifetime and the aftermath”
“Dad, how do soldiers killing each other solve the world’s problems?” ― Bill Watterson, Calvin and Hobbes: Sunday Pages 1985-1995
I believe that life is a game, that life is a cruel joke, and that life is what happens when you’re alive and that you might as well lie back and enjoy it.” ― Neil Gaiman, American Gods What’s life to you?
Was just talking to Angela about catastrophes and the world ending even without incurring the wrath of Mother Nature. With a little less hate, violence, cruelty, viciousness, backstabbing, lies and treachery, the world would probably be less suffocating. Just plain sad that parents in the States have to live in constant fear of their kidsContinue reading “167. firearms and vicious cycles”
I would love to stand right in the eye of Haruki Murakami’s metaphorical sandstorm. Anything to feel more alive than this. Does standing on some goddamn high plateau at the edge of the universe, faced with the arriving apocalypse, ultimately bring on fear? Or would one feel just like I imagine I would feel, aContinue reading “two oh one two”