Tag: diary
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Like a wildflower
I can’t get over how beautiful and refreshing this green is. the cool morning air is cleansing my mind. I love this moment. Where was I all along? Why did I not see this even though I was looking at it all the time? Ah at least I am now. At least I’m here now.…
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Diary Entry from December of 2017 in Akaora
Messege From Author, 5 Dec 23 This was a diary entry from 5 years ago when I was 22. I have a whole lot of them. I lived in a small but beautiful, actually a magical harbour town called Akaroa, located at the Banks Peninsula in the South Island for about 2 months, when I…
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a million flowers
To bloom a million flowers, He says I must give and give and give without holding back. My simple but grand mission. My humble but high mission. All else is nothing. All else is rubbish. I don’t want to forget. I don’t want to forget and live a meaningless life. I want to see those…
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On D-day (unedited)
One and a half glasses of wine later, on one of the most (secretly) monumental days of my entire adult life. – unedited 15 hours later I wrap everything up, get the chores done, all prepped for another day, another week. I made sure I did not deviate from my routine. I did exactly the…
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On objectification
To objectify people is to de-humanise them. It is to over-emphasise their physicality and utility over the myriad of non-physical traits such as those regarding the mind, soul and virtues and spirituality which gives a person a certain sacredness unique to human beings. To objectify is to degrade, diminish or even de-sanctify a person from…
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Spring and you
Warm, colourful and lovely was the day that we briskly stepped into spring together. The day was just like you. I recognised a certain gleam in your eyes, full of intent and curiosity. Your mind, sharp and agile. You paint landscapes with your words when you speak, forming intricate gardens with your ideas. But I…
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Day 25
글쓰기는 어디론가 깊숙히 들어가 사라져 버리려는 나의 영혼을 다시 달래고 깨워 빛으로 끄집어 내는 행위다.. 조용한 암흑, 진공속으로 기분좋게 들어가, 의식,정신, 존재 조차 잊어버리려 하는 내 자신을 다시 삶으로 불러내는 것이 글쓰기 같을 때가 있다. 희미한 의식중 무엇이 생각날까? 아무 생각이 없는게 어쩌면 잘 하고 있다는 표시 같기도 하다. 계획하고, 실행하고, 오류를 고치고, 예상 밖에…
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Day 12: 시간은 모래알 같아 (+ Translation)
시간이 너무나 빠르게 가서 야속하다. 지난날들을 되돌아보면 감격스럽다가도 사무치게 아리기도 하다. 고등학교 때 친구들과 찍은 수많은 사진들, 예전에는 그저 웃음을 주었지만 지금은 그 사진들을 볼 때 기쁨과 슬픔을 동시에 느낀다. 왜일까? 시간이 간다는건, 변한다는 뜻, 형체가 변하고 끝내 사라지기 까지 한다는 걸 의미한다. 애석하다. 시간이 있다는건 끝이 있다는 뜻이다. 인생이 정말 찰나 인 것을 조금씩…
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Day 10: Sometimes I love people.
A, as she allowed me to call her was a Professor of Theatre and Performance Studies. Gave me some life advice. Though almost a stranger, for some reason (as it does occur sometimes) we got on. She told me how naturally, she’s an introvert but because her job requires her to deal with people effectively,…
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‘Forty Dollars for a book is too expensive!’
I kept telling myself ‘Nah, forty dollars for a book is too expensive’. I find myself visiting Unity Books over on High St again and again mainly for one particular book as of lately. It’s so peaceful when I walk in there, a shelter from the bustling streets, annoyed commuters, people grabbing a bite to…
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