It is such a fundamental human activity to hate, it has caused many wars and deaths, and then the other human ability, to forgive, truly amazing humanity is. It appears that the people closest to me can hate. As a … Continue reading Forgiveness

Older people can be quite profound now that I realise, for I am one of them, they would often suggest that I would understand the nuances later. I am now surrounded by elderly people in this place in Bukit Batok. … Continue reading Old

I’m at a cafe that I previously frequented in Arab street Singapore, the ‘Whirling Dervish’. Actually the next alley is Haji lane. I visited the body, casquet, of Rumi once when I was in Konya, Turkey. The father of the … Continue reading Whirling

A new beginning. Here I sit in the bizarre, Singapore’s Chinatown, in it’s rickety alleyways with the hope of expressing something different. It’s just a pit stop for the masses, maybe like me a few beers. They are of all … Continue reading Alleys