An offense preceived...

Well folks,

It feels like raging tempest in my head at the moment.

Trials of the home front, the tide at work and the recent events of i don't know whats coming from the friendship side are certainly not making things easy for me.

As has been practice of late, i jumped into the car to clear my head, something about jets of compressed air and fuel being exploded at extremely high rates just helps me vent.

It is taking all of my strength to fight off stray thoughts, of wars fought and lost, of cloak and dagger games played to the timeline of questions you don't really want answered.

God help me ride through this, for when I am weak, you are strong.

Deliver me from the darts of the wicked one and fill me with your peace.

I am trying hard not to lean on my own strength, that avatar built from ego and bravado, fueled with fury.

That Caravaggio has the finger poised over the button of excommunication, to be rid of all involved and just carry on with life without breaking stride.

Instead I shall right now surrender it all to the lamb, even as my mind fights to relinquish it.

God, give me grace to accept with serenity the things that cannot be changed, courage to change the things that should be changed, and the wisdom to distinguish the one from the other.

That You would bless me indeed, and enlarge my territory, that Your hand would be with me, and that You would keep me from evil, that I may not cause pain.


Oh how I need those words more than ever.

Etiquette...

How much time is sufficient for mourning?

It seems that the going rate is now 6 weeks.

It may not be my business anymore, but some things don't vibe right...

I hope that if ever I am in a similar situation, I am more sensible.

All is fair in love and war?

I think for now, I'll stick to war, where at least, i was rarely a fool.

PhoBoy my friend, I hope for all our sakes you grow up faster.

For the path you seek makes fools of all men, and one which in my eyes, you are certainly ill equiped for.

Update:

PhoBoy, you have no idea how much self control and restraint I just practised...

Corrinne May...

It is a strange relationship I have with music.

It moves me, sometimes...

But when it does my mind and heart will swim circles in whatever it is that has caught me in its updraft.

Recent additions to this list are:

Everything by the once hated Michael Bublé

How did you fall? by newly discovered Chris Rice

Maybe you've been brain washed too - The only new radicals album ever. It finally made it on the list after 9 years...

But i digress, i chanced upon one of my favourite singer song writers releasing a brand new album. It is rare that i pay for a cd nowadays, but darn I pulled out my wallet fast for this one.

I've missed her concerts twice in the rare occasions she performed in singapore. And this being only her 2nd album, I had to have it.

so on its way to me is an *hopefully* autographed copy of her latest album.

She may not be the best singer, or writer.

But when her music plays, somewhere inside, Caravaggio dances.

Caravaggio discovers facebook!

Bo Grosso: Dude, check out face book.

Me: Is this like friendster? *logs on and signs up*

Bo Grosso: Sorta, but more interactive, there's lotsa stuff you can do there.

Me: Right... this looks just like friendster, you must be bored at work or something.



Yes yes, call me behind with the times, but i've recently discovered facebook.

And whilst i think the fandangled apps to customize your profile page are yet another incarnation of the "starbucks syndrome" (Its not coffee, its an identity! Mocah latte Grande half caf with a dash of netmeg please ).

I found it great to find old friends that i lost touch with. And WOW ppl have certainly gotten busy!

shy quiet girl turns hyper fitness junkie.
Socialist campaigner in uni actually moving to cuba.
Grand European citynames in the location field.

Facebook, thanks for letting me find some old friends again.

And thanks to you Bo Grosss, for getting me on it.

This present darkness

I have been busy at work these last 2 days.

Things going back to the way its always been.

From what you ask?

Sunday I faced darkness, a demon not of my own and uncontainable.

Things went back to normal on monday... but with scars so deep i can feel them in the darkest night.

the worst thing is?

I'm almost used to it...

Duty is the heaviest burden...

Love is long suffering

1 Corinthians 13:4

Yes it is... yes it is

Israel - Still Standing Lyrics

You gave me courage to believe that all your goodness I will see and if it had not been for you standing on my side where would I be

To you I lift my offering and set my heart on higher things for if it had not been for you standing on my side where would I be

If not for your goodness if not for your grace I don't know where I would be today if not for your kindness I never could say I'm still standing if not for your mercy if not for your love I most likely would have given up if not for your favor I never could say I'm still standing but by the grace of God

I'm still standing I'm standing I'm still standing but by the grace of God




More Israel Lyrics...

Saturday night Fever

For the first time this year Caravaggio hit the clubs last night!

Do I still have the moves? Yes I do, u know i do!

OOhhh yeah

Here's a few highlights


(1) Funking Mambo tunes whilst waiting to get in
(2) Watching sam sam the indon man try to pick up
(3) Realizing the girl in (2) was a "working girl" that was attending to her sugar daddy
(4) Watching a skinny Vietnamese fella try to pick up with the line "do you speak english?"
(5) Watching a girl practice her grooves... on a wall.
(6) No smoky smells on leaving the club.

All in all, not too shabby a night!