My son and me

I am seeing into my son's innocent eyes; I laugh at simple pleasures; I cry at the mere imagination of losing someone while a sad song is playing in my earphones; and I test my strengths by reaching things I thought are unreacheable. Often times, I stumbled due to haste and carelessness. But I learn to cope up with the wound of failures. They're simple bruises and scratches after all.

I learn to respect people because it is good.. and obviously the opposite is bad. I categorize things according to absolute truth and false. A simple boolean guide which helps me to see things. No grayscale whatsoever.

I imagine things I can't see, and see things I can't imagine. But I learn to appreciate it.

I believe in God, and that alone is enough.

I grow out of love from people around me and people around them.

I see earth as a flat surface where all people see everyone else.

I am my son, and my son is me.

The same truth that he is everyone else.

3d

I can't provide a good reason for my days of un-blogging. But I can show you why. Click on this if you want to know:

http://flickr.com/photos/7181164@N04/

Sample 3d work:

kidding

I'm back to college sophomore years again. The ground against my boots works like a fly trap paper pulling me into the arena of testosterone, sweat and blood. I caught sight of a thrown black object...no stripes...lucky for me. My view went white and I can hear nearby running. A gun shot roared somewhere inside the brown tunnel. Slowly, forms became visible into my screen...head shot.

Someone laughed from behind. Apparently it was Agi who took shot of my virtual terrorist soldier. I have to wait for others to be killed before I can reincarnate into the same virtual flesh and bone. My fingers drummed the keyboard while running again from the same spot. Routine yet addicting. I wish work would be like this, addicting the employee until he drops down dead from overwork and underpay.

Head shot again...

I pressed tab and saw my success and failure. I wonder if heaven keeps a score of something like this. Once you press tab you can see the merits and demerits in your lifetime. Then you get to compare it to people like Buddha or Elvis, and then you laugh about it...It's heaven after all.

oops, counter-terrorist wins. We play again.