So Boringly Funny

I felt an unexpected urge to smile watching this.
When things get to an extreme, they can produce a very opposite effect.
How can you imagine the recital of some highly academic book covers could be anything other than boring.
Credit goes to the voice-over and the hypnotizing sound effect.
How far can you bear? I managed to watched it all through.
Love the VO paused when saying "App........lication" at 1:48 and 1:56.
That actually made me giggle out.
No wonder, likewise, comedies are often made up of some extreme misfortunes.

What's a piece of good music?

As I was listening to this (Coldplay's Postcards From Far Away), it suddenly came to me the thought that good music is like playing the tune you've already known, telling you a sweet story you've heard before, an old friend reunited, but somehow it's just buried under your consciousness. Now it's awaken once again. It surfaces from the sea of the forgotten. That's why it's so soothing and a joy to our heart. It was lost. Now found.

Dream on

Although you think I cope
My head is filled with hope
Of some place other than here
Although you think I smile
Inside and all the while
I'm wondering about my destiny

I'm thinking about
All the things
I'd like to do
In my life

I'm a dreamer
A distant dreamer
Dreaming far away from today

Even when you see me frown
My heart won't let me down
Because I know there's better things to come
And when life gets tough
And I feel I've had enough
I hold on to a distant star

I'm thinking about
All the things
I'd like to do
In my life

I'm a dreamer
A distant dreamer
Dreaming far away from today
I'm a dreamer
A distant dreamer
Dreaming far away from today
Yeah I'm a dreamer

There are some setbacks in the office and things are getting stuck. Not a smooth start to the new year. 2008 ended with few sleepless nights working till the sky lit up again (In between, a take-away MacDonald's breakfast at 5:00am were a joy). I have no time to think of anything to blog. But in order to breathe life into my already overworked brain, I post this song anyway. To lift my own spirit a bit, and hopefully yours.

Dream on, Dream on. My new year resolution. It may sound vague and easy (or is it?) but I cannot recall any which was purposefully and concretely set out to do survived by the end of January anyway. That's my shortcoming.

There's an Chinese saying: no greater a tragedy than the death of our heart "哀莫大於心死". (Badly translated). The death of our heart roughly means the loss of our love and desire for people or things we once held dear. Once you tasted numbness, you would know the true destroying effect it brings. Sometimes I wonder which is worse: to be a person full of hatred and anger or to shut your heart and feel nothing at all. Put it another way, would you rather hear your love shouting "I hate you" or just a murmur "I don't care anymore" ? To hate, there's an object. To be numb, there's no object nor verb in the sentence. It annihilates. And God forbid.

I'm going a little too far off. I guess what I'm trying to say is: to dream is to keep traveling, not stopping, to the place we always want to be. What's the use of making resolutions if the drive is not there? Why eat if you're not hungry? So, this is my wish for myself and everyone: Our love endures, our dreams alive. Coming true would be a bonus.

(I'm tired, my mind is turning off. Have a nice dream.)