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Sunday, July 03, 2005
With nothing to do, I turn on the tv and flick it to ABC. News time. For the next 30mins, all I hear and see is the ugly side of human nature: destruction, desolation, apathy. Why do we still continue this age old war that's ceased to hold any meaning whatsoever? Can't the 'high standing intellectual' people see that nothing is being gained from this blind madness? On the bigger scale: war. On the smaller scale: racism. Or is it the other way round? Same difference. If there wasn't war, I would be a much happier person, I really would. This isn't some Miss Universe 'world peace' mass declaration website. No one is judging me for what I put to this screen, least I didn't authorise anyone to. The lack of mass pointless suffering does point in the direction of mankind encompassing grace, and that reassures me that all will turn out okay. But that's not the situation around us today. I closed my eyes, drew back the curtainTo see for certain what I thought I knewFar far away, someone was weepingBut the world was sleepingAny dream will doAnd in the east, the dawn was breakingAnd the world was wakingAny dream will doMay I return to the beginningThe light is dimming, and the dream is tooThe world and I, we are still waitingStill hesitatingAny dream will doOn a slightly lighter note (I hesitate to call this light... if anything, it's pathetic, that's what it is), James Taylor croons in my ear, and I feel his words reverberating like a prepubescent catholic schoolgirl's shrill shriek in my tiny palpitating heart. Everyday it's getting closerGoing faster than a roller coasterA love like yours would surely come my wayEverday seems a little fasterAll my friends they say go on up and ask herA love like yours would surely come my wayEveryday it seems a little stronger
Everyday it lasts a little longerCome what may do you ever long forTrue love from meLike I long for you babyChristian Bale is one helluva actor........ For a 6foot 3inch tall man to shed the kilos til he's standing at 55kg, with his vertebrae stabbing the person standing behind him and his rib cage looking like a lion's steel cage tipped on its side with a concave where his digestive system should be, is nothing short of dedication. Then pile on another 45kg in 6months and buff up like a Greek god craved from ivory. That's intense. I'm not totally a convert yet, but I'm getting there. I'm just one film short of being a full-blown Christian Bale convert. Step aside Edward Norton, I'm with Christian now. Sleep deprived hallucinatory walking skeletons and narcissistic mental cases. American Psycho, here I come.* Right, so on top of being melancholy and depressive, I am also obsessive, delusional, psychotic, and a stalker.Man I'm gonna be such a hit with the boys.
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