Wandering all around the city
I was literally a lonely vagabond
not only in physical sense
but from wholly logical perspective as well.
I found myself having weirdly different paradigm
than my colleagues in ex-companies, my new friends,
as well as my very old friends..
living in quite different place
in the other part of the globe,
longing for unrealistic idea,
still standing firmly on the ground of my own though,
pursuing totally different new world..
No choice but to be alone at any moment..
Why chorus of slaves??
I don't know..
no meaning..
just like the melody..
sounds like relevantly reflecting the liberty for everything..
.. Just fly higher & further..
YOU are the liberty...
(Photo: Peter sun-tanning at COEX mall, Seoul Korea Jul 23 2009)
A mother spider laid lots of eggs..
at one of the corners of the restroom in my basement.
At first, it looked like a captured prey
loosely cobwebbed spherically in shape.
Then in a couple of days,
I found the mommy spider started scattering them
one by one maintaining relevant distance.
And now I saw quite well dispersed a set of spider eggs
under the full guardianship of their mother.
Some spiders bite.
And it's fatal in some cases causing man to death.
And I read an article on that
happened in France couple of weeks ago.
Question is..
should I remove all the eggs by waving my hand couple of times
with just tiny piece of toilet paper?
or let them grow well under the darkness and
allow them to move freely around all the places in my basement?
At this moment for them
I am as mighty as God.
Under the mercy of my good will
they might sustain their life in nature as created.
Or the other extreme fate they might be facing..
It does not really matter to me.
Not a even tiny deal at all.
But it totally does for them.
To survive or to be terminated..
My merciful & logical thinking process
ask myself to observe the details of the shape of the mother spider
and look up any encyclopedia on insect.. or just simply Wikepidia
to find out whether it is harmful or not.
So now they have some time till I decide
either way for them or against them.
..
And philosophy of Buddhism on living creatures
for the cyclic reincarnation might affect me as well.
We will see..
Aquarium: Saint-Sang : The Carnival of the Animals
There was nobody
who knew me
other than Kelly, a floor manager.
Not many people were there anyway.
actually it's after midnight..
I saw a table full of friends
talking loudly with big gestures
with sumptuous smiles
cheering & teasing each other.
Yes I used be sitting in the middle of them..
Yes I used to order food and wines for them..
The Bar.. one time fully filled with lots of
cool guys and slick chics in the city..
was almost empty.
I emptied a bottle of tequila
with the floor manager
who I've known her for a long time
hearing couple of bad news of economic recession
and change of night culture in the area
which wasn't favorable to the bar..
Yes, I am a man dwelling in my own castle of dream
speaking out loudly to the people in the real world..
actually for those only who like to listen to me
whatever the reason is..
Yes I know I am
far far beyond of your reach..
Yes I know..
I am nowhere you can find
I am nowhere you can whisper
No.. No I am nowhere you can touch me..
That's it.
I am nothing but a mirage..
I am an imginary guy..
... I am alone. as I always do.. That's what I am. I thrive only upon my solitude. Ridiculous..
Loneliness is my only item on the menu killing hunger. Being alone is my good side dish for drinking. And the very solitude of myself is a rich harvest of my poor soul.. Bizaar..
I was on my way home
after BBQ party after golf tournament
heading to the west
wrapping up for the day
just as our sun does for tomorrow..
Fortunately I still do not know
how many more days left for me
on this beautiful planet
But day by day
the meaning of a day
gets heavier and more precious..
and the beauty of the day
goes unprecedented..
Yes, I like to live long..
longer and longer as much possible..
If not possible to be immortal
please allow me, my lord,
enough width of wisdom and
enough depth of insight
to live a day like living a whole year of four seasons..
If that is still not possible
under your fair rule of governance
for every human being and for every organic creatures..
please just save me from TRAFFIC ACCIDENT
after drinking just a couple of glasses of beer..
..
..
YES!!
!!
Under the mercy of God,
I didn't have any thing bad happened on the road.. ^,~
일을 마치고 집으로 돌아간다
해가 지듯 서쪽으로
하루를 마감하며 내일을 기약한다.
이 아름다운 지구상에서
내가 살아갈수 있는 날들이
아직 얼마나 남아있는지
다행히도 난 알 수 없지만..
하루, 하루 가 지날수록
그 하루의 의미가
더욱 깊어지고 소중해..
그리고 그 하루의 아름다움은
날이갈수록 더해만 가..
그래.. 난 오래 살고 싶어..
가능한 오래 오래.. 오래 살고 싶다구..
신이시여,
제가 불멸의 인간으로 사는 게 가능하지 않다면
하루를 살더라도
일년 사계절을 사는 듯한
충분히 넓은 지혜와 깊은 통찰력을 주소서..
모든 피조물을 공평하게 관장하시는 신께서
저를 위한 그러한 특혜성 혜택이
가능하지 않으시다면..
제가 한두잔의 맥주를 마시고
운전을 하고 있는 이 순간
제발 교통사고는 나지 말게 해 주옵소서...
..
..
신께서 나의 기도를 들어 주셨다!!
!!
그리하여..
신의 무한한 자비속에
무사히 집에 당도하였다.. ㅋㅋ
Vivaldi - Gloria - 1 - Gloria in excelsis Deo - King's College Choir
They say he is good at 'Inversion' and 'Humor' which I couldn't find anywhere from his.. It is quite a comic, for me, like B-level cartoon.. too typical ..
tragic mix & match of the sound of strings with the scene..
No adagio for bullets.. though..
No adagio for the cruelty of human.. Though they might say they were the victim of history as well..
In this glorious morning of beautiful sunrise, I just got a glimpse of human nature of duality having both of good and evil vulnerably revealed at the edge of no way out like the scene in the war..
Alas..
바버의 아다지오가 너무나 잘 매치된 영화 플라툰..
하지만 총알에는 아다지오가 없어..
인간의 잔인성에도 아다지오는 없지.. 그들 역시 역사의 희생양이렀다고 말할진 모르지만..
이 아름답고 영광스러운 아침에 선과 악을 동시에 지닌 인간의 이중성에 대한 생각이 얼핏 스쳐 지나간다. 전쟁과 같은 극단의 상황 속에서 어김 없이 드러날 수 밖에 없는 인간의 나약함과 사악함.. 슬프다..
Mother nature did her best to allow us the gorgeous weather. Poor nature of Peter made the day of his worst ever played in Canada.
Totally collapsed down with the horrible score of 106... It was a tournament with players of almost 100 people.
Green was so good, weather couldn't be better, and playing buddies were good so there was no excuse at all I could find. Actually I drank five cans of Heineken.. if there was any.. Anyway if it worked properly, I should have played better.. right? ^,~
So even the soft power of beer worked the other way around for me.. :-p
I might be getting tired of playing golf.. Time to retire from the green?? ^,~
600 years old city of Seoul..
Quite crowded with too many things..
But also it goes well along with good dynamics of everything by everybody..
I see the panoramic view of such vast number of people covering all kind of conceiving forms of life..
I had lived almost 40 years in the city.
Though I traveled other countries a lot mostly for business,
my hometown for return was always Seoul.
Not anymore..
I am just visiting the old city as a visitor.
No more residential information for me in the city. Permanent resident in Canada.. that's what I'm categorized in now..
Quite different feeling
which I've never experienced before.
Now you hear Peter's emotional snapshot in this morning..
...
Yes.. we need somebody to dedicate the song like this.
.
This is an old song but how beautiful..
how soft and simple..
for one to confess the true thing to the other..
..
Good luck!! ^,~
The End: Nancy Sinatra
At the end of a rainbow, you'll find a pot of gold At the end of a story, you'll find it's all been told But our love has a treasure our hearts can always spend And it has a story without any end
At the end of a river, the water stops its flow At the end of a highway, there's no place you can go But just tell me you love and you are only mine And our love will go on 'til the end of time
At the end of a river, the water stops its flow At the end of a highway, there's no place you can go But just tell me you love and you are only mine And our love will go on 'til the e-end of time
My lovely place for
walking barefooted on the fairway
with golf shoes on hand
while waiting for the other buddies to come up..
enjoying taking a fresh oxygen shower
rambling across the woods
following the exact trajectory of my ball with driver..
and being fascinated by all the rainbow colors of
maple leaves in the autumn..
Sarah Vaughn : Broken Hearted Melody
