Man of God.
The Lost
Jeremiah
Singer
Writer
For every Prayer.




From the Inside Out
Phillips, Craig % Dean


Creations.
Church
`Emelyne

`EnXuan

`PeiQi

`Bevan

`James

`Kenneth

`Grace

Balestier Hill Sec
`Huiying

`Jaclyn

`XiuWen

`Hafiz

`Maxim

`NianDeng

`XuePeng

`Zhong Wei

Republic Poly
`Jonathan

`Yong Jia

`Fadhilah

`Li Han

Other Relations
`Anne

`Couz Rachel

`Couz Joshua





Loveless
(Poem)


Prologue (Poem)
When the war of the beasts brings about the world’s end
The goddess descends from the sky
Wings of light and dark spread afar
She guides us to bliss, her gift everlasting

Act I (Poem)
Infinite in mystery is the gift of the goddess
We seek it thus, and take it to the sky
Ripples form on the water’s surface
The wandering soul knows no rest.

Act II (Poem)
There is no hate, only joy
For you are beloved by the goddess
Hero of the dawn, Healer of worlds

Dreams of the morrow hath the shattered soul
Pride is lost
Wings stripped away, the end is nigh

Act III (Poem)
My friend, do you fly away now?
To a world that abhors you and I?
All that awaits you is a somber morrow
No matter where the winds may blow

My friend, your desire
Is the bringer of life, the gift of the goddess

Even if the morrow is barren of promises
Nothing shall forestall my return

Act IV (Poem) My friend, the fates are cruel There are no dreams, no honor remains The arrow has left the bow of the goddess
My soul, corrupted by vengeance
Hath endured torment, to find the end of the journey
In my own salvation
And your eternal slumber

Legend shall speak
Of sacrifice at world’s end
The wind sails over the water’s surface
Quietly, but surely

Act V (Poem)
Even if the morrow is barren of promises
Nothing shall forestall my return
To become the dew that quenches the land
To spare the sands, the seas, the skies
I offer thee this silent sacrifice


Loveless
(Interpreted)


Prologue (Interpreted)
When the war of the beasts brings about the world’s end
The goddess descends from the sky

Wings of light and dark spread afar
She guides us to bliss, her gift everlasting

Act I (Interpreted)
The infinite mystery
The gift of the goddess is what the three men seek
But their fates are scattered by war

One becomes a hero, one wanders the land
And the last is taken prisoner

But the three are still bound by a solemn oath
To seek the answer together, once again

Act II (Interpreted)
Though the prisoner escapes, he is gravely wounded
His life is saved, however
By a woman of the opposing nation

He begins a life of seclusion with her
Which seems to hold the promise of eternal bliss

But as happiness grows, so does guilt
Of not fulfilling the oath to his friends

Act III (Interpreted)
As the war sends the world hurtling towards destruction
The prisoner departs with his newfound love
And embarks on a new journey

He is guided by hope that the gift will bring bliss
And the oath that he swore to his friends

Though no oath is shared between the lovers
In their hearts they know they will meet again



Saturday, September 5, 2009
Nothing There. Nothing Beyond That Horizon.
There are so many times i really wish things would go my way.


There was something in Toys 'r us today.
The 8 ball.
The one you shake and supposedly it gives you the answer.
I realize.. to me.. it's so... drawing cause it does something.
I think of a simple question in my mind, shake it... and hope one of the many answers (there are more than 6, i think lawl) it holds is something i want to hear/see.

Sometimes i believe we all just ask questions just so we that we can see/hear what we want to see/hear. Just to make ourselves feel better.......

But there are some questions that we don't want to see the answers, even if we know them. Or perhaps just afraid to know.....

When will you die.
How will you die.
?? Maybe those? they don't scare me of course. not much anyways now... guess a little too young to think about it.


But there is a question that has been in my mind for... really long... I won't tell you guys what it is yet.. but.. it's something that must, be answered. If not, there is really nothing beyond the horizon.



The book of Jeremiah says alot of putting your faith in God.


Specially that verse, which is right on my blog wallpaper now.

Jeremiah 29v11.

I think it's a really good verse...One that i always keep in mind to follow.

I tried real hard to.


but, I'm weak, i always have my doubts... which is why the question even exists.

Am I Significant?


What would be;


In a Mirror, darkly.

(For those who don't know what that term "In a mirror, darkly" means... in a literal form, a somewhat opposite view)
[this line is inspired by the King James Version of 1 Corinthians 13:12, reading "For now we see through a glass, darkly"]




This question has haunted me the moment I came out from shadows(Not literal). Note the term. HAUNTED.

It's not a question that pops up.. it's a question that haunts and taunts me. constantly....

what would be in a mirror, darkly ?

What would change if in that place, i was no more. Or perhaps i never came to be..
What would stay the same? What event has been untouched by me? Unaffected...

It is a question that continues.. no matter what.....




Why is it i always feel I'm the last to be remembered?
And the first to be forgotten.From all of those whom I've cared for.

1:17 AM
Even If The Morrow Is Barren Of Promises, Nothing Shall Forestall My Return.