The compass

Dharma, Dharma, dharma.

Guide me like a Gps.

Where I walk, people seem to fall.

I will pick you up.

Dharma, oh Dharma.

What else am I to do?

I can only trust my true friend.

The knower that walks with me.

Karma, karma, Karma.

When will I be rid of you?

I'm slipping,

I'm sliding,

i'm dancing

and swerving,

past these 3 gates of darkness.

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Luke 8:17
“For nothing is hidden that will not be made manifest,
nor is anything secret that will not be known and come to light.” 

My Birthday Wish

This Birthday, I pray for wisdom and understanding. 
I pray for patience and the hope that my spirit will always shine.
 I pray to be forever connected to the field I call the universal mind. I pray for the 3 graces,
 tenderness, generosity and respect. 
I pray that I will always remember the personal evolution of another being. 
I pray for me.
 I pray for you.
 Love and Light.
p.s. Note to self DeL. Start your dream journal.

Pariss...then and now.

Pariss. The restaurant, not the city. http://www.hungrygowhere.com/singapore/Pariss_International_Seafood_Buffet__Marina_Square_/


 6 years ago, I brought Oaks to a seafood buffet place at Taka called Pariss for her birthday. We were younger, broker, and the $37++ per head seemed like something that one could only do for really SPECIAL occasions. We loved the gloriously cina set up, chandeliers, funky wallpaper, and plastic flowers a must. We spent 2 1/2 hours there and stuffed our faces with what was possibly genetically modified big assed oysters and lots of sashimi. We left the place happy, and with full bellies and promised to come back one day....


We finally went back today. Not the taka one cuz that one is long gone. We had to settle for the one in Marina Square. The decor was strangely....tacky. There were real pictures of the lourve and scenery in paris. (why?) Everything looked overly garish.


 The food was so so I think. Oaky went from excited to bleargh to sad to angry to crying all in one sitting during dinner. And it was all because of the food. Especially her favourite foods that she usually eats. The sashimi and sushi tasted like some dudes just bought fish offa sheng shiong and sliced it up. The crayfish was not properly thawed. Fair enough, it was a chinese set up so like puck the japanese right? The molten lava cake had a texture of crispy biscuits with gooey chocolate innit. So yeah, puck pastry chefs. The latte I had was too burnt for my taste. Or maybe it really was burnt so puck starbucks.


 But what was unacceptable....well at least for Oaks it was UNACCEPTABLE was that they messed up the yam paste dessert thing. Oaky's favourite dessert called the orni. "Ïts burnt!"She said as she flung her spoon across the room, hitting the chandelier. (At least that was what she was thinking of doing) She was very upset that they couldnt get the chinese dessert right and later rationalized that it must have been a conspiracy against her teochew peoples. Next time we will go to Lisbonz universal seafood teochew restaurant.


 It wasn't all bad and they really did have other food which were really good. The fry ups were awesome. Oysters were ok. I had a longevity bun which was good. Durian puff not too bad. Crocodile meat soup which is apparently good for asthma. Unagi roll and the excellent Kailan. Oaky says that the orange juice is not that good but its a familiar taste during chinese new year visits so that's alright. There you have it, now you know what to order if ever you go to Pariss......international seafood buffet restaurant. $40 something ++ per head.

Truthfulness

The truth comes with a price. It either liberates the listener or condemns him to a personal living hell. In this world where we lie effortlessly, without a moments thought, to others and ourselves, the only advice I can give myself is this. Be honest in all your dealings with people, be honest in speech. Be tactful to those who don't need to hear the truth. The little exaggerations, twists and turns, little white lies, are essentially that....lies. Best not to say anything if nothing needs to be said.

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Self censorship

Many moons ago, I thought it would be a good idea to delete certain posts that i've written. I mean, Life is good now, surely the bitter past can now be viewed in a more objective light. I attributed it to being younger, being a bit naive.
But no. The young me was right. The younger me knew the truth and spat it out. Hello light, i've missed you. Some people don't change. I've had an inkling all along. I am still me. Only difference is, I don't care anymore.

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It's time to forget all I've learnt.

And Live.

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