Thursday, November 30

getting enough

once your needs are fulfilled, u realise that u can be back to normal again...


gartmore.

"Hope deferred makes the heart sick, but a longing fulfilled is a tree of life."
- Proverbs 13:12

the national scottish cmf conference at gartmore was amazing. of note was:

  • the best ceilidh i've ever participated in.
  • the best banter-masters in da house.
  • the Word of life.
yes, we all have needs...

Thursday, November 23

the dark side


sooo... since coming back from london, i've had a renewed obsession with goth ways...
now, if only i had the time to dress goth. but... i guess if i had the privilege, i'd also ask for the time to do more important things, like... have a decent social life... read and reply letters and emails, sort out the bills, etc etc....

alas, i am condemned to the futility of the musings of the workaholic...

"We are condemned to futile efforts, and our happiest moments are those in which our consciousness deludes itself with the dream that its constructions are perceptible and meaningful to others"-- Beckett

Saturday, November 18

londonium

right out of the sea into the frying pan, i lept, painstakingly, into the arms of cellular adhesion molecules and electronica... but not before a well-deserved break in the biggest bestest place in the world... and i really mean IN THE WORLD....

right, i think i've done enough talking of late.... photos...



Wednesday, November 8

more


today i watched in silence as a star fell from the sky, as a leaf fell from the tree...as it gave up its life and descended. today i watched, helpless, not knowing the words to say, as a soul cried, as a boy died, as the world swept by, not giving a care or even a nod as a life was lost. today, i watched as Beauty faded away, as Life lost meaning, as Man failed. today, i watched, as a stranger to this sadness, i watched and i didn't know what to say to them, because they could never understand... today i watched as i was helpless, my words powerless in the face of humans and their way of knowing that they know best... today, i watched, helpless, and so very sad. joy... is not the absence of pain, but the presence of God.

Thursday, November 2

the gentle whisper

halloweeners


so after that pensivity, i've realised that.... the ipod is ruining my life! as much as i love the long walk home, i love missing the last bus and i love losing myself, i also love the sound of my thoughts, and i really love speaking to God...
soo.. on my walk home tonight, facing the silence of the winter night boldly, i realised that slowing down is utterly essential to my being a better person. yes.. you could say God has been trying to tell me that of late...

"The LORD said, 'Go out and stand on the mountain in the presence of the LORD, for the LORD is about to pass by.' Then a great and powerful wind tore the mountains apart and shattered the rocks before the LORD, but the LORD was not in the wind. After the wind there was an earthquake, but the LORD was not in the earthquake. After the earthquake came a fire, but the LORD was not in the fire. And after the fire came a gentle whisper. When Elijah heard it, he pulled his cloak over his face and went out and stood at the mouth of the cave. " - 1 kings: 11-13

achilles tendon

the combined effect of Medicine and Immunity in Health and Disease has the corollary of robbing me of my conversational skills, my vocabulary and my creativity. the limits of the human mind in terms of delving into different subjects is evident of late. spreading out = lack of depth = a jack of all traits and a master of none. but hyperfocusing (the direction i seem to be headed) has left me with little to say about other aspects of Life. (which contributes to the paucity of blog entries of late)

of note was the case study of the one time i deviated from my usual west end / city centre hangouts and ventured into the wild realms of greater glasgow... that day just utterly threw me off.. i was struck, so much by the randomness of the place, the novelty of taking a public bus in the middle of the night, the thickness of the working class accent, the sight of the teenage mum pushing her child in a pram, the druggie stumbling along the path, a dwelling that was not a student flat! my goodness... i balked at my naivete! i was never so dissociated that i actually FORGOT what the rest of the world was like.. damnnit, i need a holiday.... and non-medic friends, and time to relax and see the big picture, to listen, to speak less, to refresh my eyes... i hate going round in circles..
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anyhow, halloween and trick or treating was great fun like... cheap wine + non-medics + heavy metal music + crazy costumes = a merry, merry night.
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a tribute:

kenneth and xiaoling-

the lovely people who delivered the doughy goodness of a krispy kreme all the way from london to me. i'm sorry, i know i was meant to take a photo of it before eating it...

ivanna-

the lovely lady who turns 21 today!