sweet beguiling fantasies;

Monday, April 02, 2007

Miss Pernickety, the Perfecto

I should say it was quite an enchanting weekend. As sweet as it was though, I still had to take a tinge of salt. For as usual, (yeah you can chant along with me)... blame my lackadaisical manner of comportment. Well I'll tell you first the cause of the enchantment.

Apparently I made a long-lasting acquaintance with a book; a book that I so very long yearned for. It involves the works of the great Christopher Marlowe. Perhaps it is his very greatness that is the cause for the charm. It is not that it is difficult to get hold of the book but the fact and the real feat is to find a book that is of the very best publisher (for the abridged versions are susceptible to the author's preference in terms of subjectivity); that its edges are not gnawed away; that there are no scratches, ink spills, marks whatsoever, but one that should have the appearance of a freshly printed and bound tome.

You may wish to call this a perfectionist syndrome but i rather prefer it to be known as a blessing under the guise of the parchments. For these are the very tomes that are being written in my brain, imprinted on my heart and embedded in my soul. As nostalgic as it may sound, I won't resist in admitting that I'll take all of these tomes to my tomb.

How my soul shudders at the very thought of having so vast a knowledge of this very world. Some presume that I always look at things from a strange perspective. These people got the perspective part right, but strange? I don't think so. You see, I see the real from the unreal; the truth from the false and the beauty from the grotesque. This is how I comprehend the the myth and the logic. You know, I'd love to think that all things coexist. But with these SOME in the midst....who in fact yearn to look at the grand masterpieces of my literary works, stage a ywan instead of a fawn which apparently is eating away their very insides..

"It is the green-eyed monster which doth mock

The meat it feeds on"

Truly, Shakespeare could never be more right. Eat your hearts out dear monsters!

Great! I've totally deviated from my cause. So where was I? Oh right so I was bellowing for Marlowe's tome to be in my possesion. I got it. From Kino. I chanced upon it as I was foraging for a literary gospel. It is truly like Manna from heaven. Whats more is that I found my literary gospel the next day at another place. Then again, exams are drawing near, very near to be precise. Cheese and whiskers! How in the world am I gonna read all of them? You see, this is what happens when I fail to pause and make peace with my aimlessly wandering thoughts. Think rat think.

Sebastian was 'kind' enough to give me & saranya sparrow ricardo 2 tickets to the S'pore Fashion Festival. I cant help but laugh when he actually wanted to use a fake German accent into luring the tourism board to give him tickets under the pretext of a foreigner. Apparently it was the last day of the SFF so you can practically envision the place teeming with hordes of people. Lucky us, (maybe its my charm Ms sparrow)... haha.. Natasha & crew were there, and plus among the first. So how very fortunate of us to pounce into the queue.

Once i get hold of the pics, I'll upload them.

Oh great time's running out. Before I plunge into the vast oceans of Milton's paradise, I have to say Kipling monkey is hawt! haha only sparrow ricardo will know what im talkin about. Till then, adios amigos!

a clandestine affair;
6:48 PM