Branching Trees and Nature Parks


New ATCs! :D First and second experimenting with my newly bought paints and third reverting to my more familiar medium of colour pencils haha. I’m sorry they’re all blue. Maybe I’ll make more in all colours.

Shall accompany these nature-themed ATCs with some nature-themes good news: Coney Island, off Punggol in the north-west, will be home to Singapore’s ninth nature park!

A Nature Park is better (conservation wise) than a regular “Community Park” I suppose, but it’s not a Nature Reserve, so it probably doesn’t receive any proper protection. I’m slightly amused by this line, which is obviously supposed to make the place sound very natural and full of exciting wildlife: “Lush vegetation covers nearly 90 per cent of the island. Wildlife species that have been spotted there include the white-bellied sea eagle, a large bird with a considerable soaring range.” You can spot the white-bellied sea eagle in MacRitchie, no need to go all the way to Coney Island.

Not that it’s not exciting to see the white bellied sea eagle haha. But apparently you can also see “birds of prey such as the native grey-headed fish eagle, and jerdon’s baza, a rare migratory bird.” so that sounds pretty awesome! :)

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We have nothing to lose


If my views are wrong, I have nothing to lose in everything to gain in further searching for the truth.

If my views are right, I have nothing to lose and much to gain in further refining, strengthening and deepening my understanding of my views and the reason why people think otherwise.

If your belief is wrong, you have nothing to lose and everything to gain in searching and finding out more.
If your belief is right, you have nothing to lose and much to gain in clarifying the details, confirming your position and understanding why people hold different views.

Perhaps you could say, the devil is a master deceiver; what if one strong in faith starts to question, and ends up deceived? …what’s to convince you you AREN’T being deceived right now?

Don’t assume what you think or know is necessarily the truth. Don’t be afraid to discard old ideas if new (and valid) information becomes available. Be open and always searching. What do you have to lose?

All easier said than done, so don’t stop trying.

Ode to Suicide


Write in prose, and people worry.
Write a poem, it’s merely expression.
So I’ll write in prose-thinly-disguised-as-poetry
Give it some rhythm, give it some form.
It’s the best I can do.

Here is a blade,
a bottle of poison,
a gun.

Well-
since I have neither poison nor gun
I guess the blade is my weapon of choice.

A gun is too loud,
too sudden, too quick.
And also too messy and gory.
Out of control, angry and wild.

Poison is too subtle,
too hidden, too covert.
It makes me think of my bout with food poisoning:
A piercing pain
On the inside beyond reach,
Beyond control and ambushing;

A blade is neither of those.
A blade is silent;
the sounds of slicing
only in your mind.
With a blade you have control
Of a sharp, scraping, surface pain;
The kind I like.
A blade offers the luxury of time
in the way it takes:
Seeping, draining
leaking, fading.
Gradual

And yet
all these pain are but a mere cover up for another
the kind that eats you alive from the inside
and takes your life even if you don’t.

Written on the 3rd of December 2011