how time passes by...

i seemed to faintly recall a few tidbits on time. perhaps some poems or excerpts of a grand writings that i have fancied long ago. about how time wins in the end. that no matter how carefull we are, nor how sturdy our cause, we're often strayed from the path and purpose; over some menial things or some grander things like life- and that in the end, we realise only too late; that time already win. in some instance time have probably make fools of us, but only to have ourselves to blame for time wasted or wisely spent on other things. and this realisation or effifany (i never know how to spell this word) can come in a bang, as if time shook u by the collar of your complacency...

and here we are...

after 3 years after the first post, nothing. not even a picture of u, son. but this realisation of this dream of having a legacy of notes and memoirs and stuffs i want u to know, stuffs i hope would guide u in your world long after i am gone in the hope that some relavancy still prevails; this did not come in a bang. instead this blog has been on my mind constantly.. and yet, there's always an excuse not to post the next post. its imperfect yet, its unpolished, the network down, the firewall prevents it, no broadband here, the work, the life, the actual you.. and the list goes on and on...

until today.
i figure perfections will come later, if need be. and i dont think it's needed much anyway. perfections is over-rated, son. i showed ur mother the first post after three years. she wept a little, reading on my take of how u spend the first day of your life.. and asked why hadn't i showed her this before. and now she's the force to keep this blog going. and going it will do.

i know, son. this need discipline. that would what i told you. and i will do just that. i'm determine to do this knowing now what i know of inevitable things that will come to pass. more than ever.

so here we go again..