They blow through the case readings

like the wild wind does, echoing through the hollowness of a forest. - Someone mentioned to me that it feels like the readings never end, we only had the rejoinder that in the lecture, our three hours worth of case readings are equivalent to three minutes of air time. The three minutes are double-counted as... Continue Reading →

(To my younger sibling) “Are you with me,”

Is Professor R's catchphrase and bless that heart. I am with you and not. With you in spirit and ideology and thinking but not there in passable skill or writing or even speed. But I do not suppose that they do not know. We should in fact suppose that they know we do not know.... Continue Reading →

Diluting the opposition vote,

and other theories in Singapore elections. - Sometimes, we wonder if Singaporean politics are really quite so different from politics elsewhere in the world. But having it better is not a legitimate reason for others to silence whatever complaints people do have. Since democracy allows people to complain. Dictatorships instead, kill their detractors. I've always... Continue Reading →

Then let us write for you,

once, clearly. That you will not have to filter through the piles of 'you's and 'they's in hopes of catching a glimpse of the you of the past. - Since this is also what the future is facing, the present and gift left to be passed. I write five steps ahead of the vain brain,... Continue Reading →

Racing against the tide to be the wave

breaking up into pieces and the seafoam rushes over your head since bubbles filled with air are, well, less dense. - No pictures of the tomatoes today, I'll think another week about how to best organise the three pictures. I already transplanted some of the seedlings into their final pots - one trough and one... Continue Reading →

Counting and losing count

of days spent in repetition but still, good days. - Here's a picture of the tomato plants from yesterday, Day 24. As one can see, they're a bit leggy and some are a little bit yellow. Nothing water and time won't fix, I hope. Daily I have to rotate the egg carton because they grow... Continue Reading →

Just hold on, we’re going to

stay home. I promise that disasters are cyclical and that this too shall pass. Bad things, like good things, will not last for eternity. So even if that wanting is the source of all suffering, we will keep wanting. Because being hungry is the only way to make good food, to persist in making good... Continue Reading →

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