Archive | November, 2012

From Zero to Whitney in 60 Seconds

25 Nov

I stood in the crowded Skytrain as it zoomed me to my destination.  The LCD screens blasted continuous cheesy slapstick commercials; the local Thai Bangkokians were glued to their I-phones and tablets; the foreigners studied the electronic train maps; the white expats dumbly stared into space, and I carefully observed the utter monotony of it all.  The usual.  And then a short series of events occurred.  All of a sudden, the volume of the TV commercials became mute.  And there was this weird silence, as if everyone realized that we were all actually not real people but actors in a movie.  And then Whitney Houston waltzed right into the train car!  I’m fucking serious!  In the dead of silence, a beautiful voice of Whitney screamed into the air for all to admire:       

“AND AIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEAAAAAAIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII           WIIIILLLLLLLLL ALWAYYYYYYYS LOVE YOUOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO AND IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII WILL ALWAYS LOVE YOU”

Where was it coming from? I looked around but nobody even cared!  WTF!  OMG! Whitney!  Why wasn’t anyone reacting to this situation like I was?  Finally a middle-aged Thai dude in ripped jeans and long black dread-locked hair, nonchalantly took out his I-phone, from which Whitney was singing.  His facial expression clearly spoke the following: “I don’t give a fuck what ya’ll think of my I-phone ring tone.” Still everyone was glued to his or her electronic devices as his phone blasted the pop classic.  Then he pushed the talk button; Whitney went away, and he proceeded to have a conversation with whoever called him.  Well I was impressed.  From boredom to Whitney in 60 seconds.  Awesome! 

Mind-Man

18 Nov

Mind-Man

I hid for nine months
From the masses who waited
For a chance to get faded
Off the novelty of being elated

Then suddenly from somewhere
So fast I couldn’t tell
G-d threw a candle my way
Into the light I fell  

And with no time to plea
He summoned for me
To take to the frontline
To leave immediately

For my first day as human
My call for duty was clear
To carry the light for the Madmen
Through the most painful chasms of fear

In the wake of tough love and compassion
Of mistakes that I failed to replace
I illuminate the way, for the Mad-Man – My Mind-Man
For his joy is my last saving grace

He visits my dungeon
My jailer, my savior
My Mind-Man embracing
Until I break
Promising me he’ll be back for another
Grand invitation for our great escape

He crept up behind me
Entered inside me
Then drew out a new path
Of a pure bodhi mind

Now embracing the pirates
My fantoms of terror
In one heart together
A step at a time

 

At Heart

3 Nov

It took me 7 years to write this song, with lyrics and guitar music and all.  Now the song is complete with the influences of my post-juvenile angst during my 20s and the present journey in my 30s.

Mind made up from the get-go
Now paying dearly for being me
For staying me
For sharing my deepest, darkest secretes with the world

It hears my cry, but it doesn’t listen
Because it can’t, why should it?

Because I cry to a world delusion
Because this world is mine
And it breaks my heart

I lost my way so long ago
And so long ago I thought that I would find it so soon
Lying awake, alone with a madman
The mind-man of sorrow
And he breaks my heart

He visits my dungeon
My jailer, my savior
My mind-man embracing
Until I break
Promising me he’ll be back for another
Grand invitation for our great escape

He crept up behind me
Entered inside me
Then drew out a new path
Of a pure bodhi mind

Now embracing the pirates
My fantoms of terror
In one heart together
A step at a time