the Luxury of Expression (Feb 06)
Written on 22nd Feburary 2006, 2.55pm
Expression is a luxury. No wonder people consider the arts and especially literature as activities when one has time to waste. Cos when one is so overwhelmed by other things to do which are more essential to livelihood, one won't have the luxury of spending time with the arts. But of course to me, the arts are very important. So is expression which is the quintessential of the arts.
The reason i said all those is because of my lack of time and energy to blog. The past few weeks made me realise how i used to take blogging for granted. Now that i have less time to do so, I missed it. I miss exploring my own thoughts, wandering into the very depths of my experiences and finding suitable words to represent them. I miss just sitting in front of the computer, seeing words churn out as my fingers tap dance on the keyboard, like what i'm doing right now.
Nothing beats the relief of expression. Expressing myself is a doorway to unleash the larger, more complicated things in life that was encapsuled in compact pockets. It is a way for myself to tidy up my feelings, my thoughts, my opinions of things and people, but mostly, to neaten up the reflections for myself.
Expression provides me with the mirror to look at myself. Not only can i see myself better with this mirror, i pen down my plans so as to turn them into action. Whats the use of merely reflecting when nothing is done? In this busy world, one can reflect but not necessary the determination to change for the better. One way to do it is to pen it down, to voice it out to others so that the "external pressure" enforced by oneself can push one for changes to the better.
Expression is so important to me. Language is one way to do it. So does music. While for the past week i have not had the time as well as mood to write, I expressed myself in music, one that does not have as much rules and limitations compared to writing. I'm glad to have risen a level beyond. But now i must work to maintain it.
Actually throughout the week i kept having the urge to write, albeit in chinese. But i always don't seem to be in the appropriate situation to write when these inspirations come to an unguarded me.
Wells... To write a proper piece of work requires much energy and mood. Sadly, I did not have the energy when the mood comes. And when i had the energy i would be doing my schoolwork. It is not easy at all. And when one piece of work is done, i daresay it is definitely not good enough.
Nevertheless, in a blog, who cares? As long as i manage release my emotions...
I am at the busiest moments of my life now, and i've never been more busy in my life than before. Yet i know that my life could only get busier in the future. Perhaps when i think back some time later, this period of my life will nothing compared to my future. Or maybe not even have the time to reflect back at all. But as what my dad told me, as i grow up, life will get busier and busier for me, yet i'll realise that my capabilities to handle such craziness would increase as well. I definitely hope so. But actually i agree with my dad as well. Although time is so precious to me now, i don't get that stressed as i would have been in the past. I've learnt to handle stress better, albeit there are times when i do feel very overwhelmed. These are the times when i frantically search for some relieve yet the more i search the more it evades me. But times of such are not as frequent as when i was in secondary school.
I am glad that despite my hectic schedule, I could still find some time to truly express myself here. For that is already a bonus for me. =)
Actually, perhaps i haven't even reached the rim of being truely busy at all.
Wells, i'll know about that in time to come.
Expression is a luxury. No wonder people consider the arts and especially literature as activities when one has time to waste. Cos when one is so overwhelmed by other things to do which are more essential to livelihood, one won't have the luxury of spending time with the arts. But of course to me, the arts are very important. So is expression which is the quintessential of the arts.
The reason i said all those is because of my lack of time and energy to blog. The past few weeks made me realise how i used to take blogging for granted. Now that i have less time to do so, I missed it. I miss exploring my own thoughts, wandering into the very depths of my experiences and finding suitable words to represent them. I miss just sitting in front of the computer, seeing words churn out as my fingers tap dance on the keyboard, like what i'm doing right now.
Nothing beats the relief of expression. Expressing myself is a doorway to unleash the larger, more complicated things in life that was encapsuled in compact pockets. It is a way for myself to tidy up my feelings, my thoughts, my opinions of things and people, but mostly, to neaten up the reflections for myself.
Expression provides me with the mirror to look at myself. Not only can i see myself better with this mirror, i pen down my plans so as to turn them into action. Whats the use of merely reflecting when nothing is done? In this busy world, one can reflect but not necessary the determination to change for the better. One way to do it is to pen it down, to voice it out to others so that the "external pressure" enforced by oneself can push one for changes to the better.
Expression is so important to me. Language is one way to do it. So does music. While for the past week i have not had the time as well as mood to write, I expressed myself in music, one that does not have as much rules and limitations compared to writing. I'm glad to have risen a level beyond. But now i must work to maintain it.
Actually throughout the week i kept having the urge to write, albeit in chinese. But i always don't seem to be in the appropriate situation to write when these inspirations come to an unguarded me.
Wells... To write a proper piece of work requires much energy and mood. Sadly, I did not have the energy when the mood comes. And when i had the energy i would be doing my schoolwork. It is not easy at all. And when one piece of work is done, i daresay it is definitely not good enough.
Nevertheless, in a blog, who cares? As long as i manage release my emotions...
I am at the busiest moments of my life now, and i've never been more busy in my life than before. Yet i know that my life could only get busier in the future. Perhaps when i think back some time later, this period of my life will nothing compared to my future. Or maybe not even have the time to reflect back at all. But as what my dad told me, as i grow up, life will get busier and busier for me, yet i'll realise that my capabilities to handle such craziness would increase as well. I definitely hope so. But actually i agree with my dad as well. Although time is so precious to me now, i don't get that stressed as i would have been in the past. I've learnt to handle stress better, albeit there are times when i do feel very overwhelmed. These are the times when i frantically search for some relieve yet the more i search the more it evades me. But times of such are not as frequent as when i was in secondary school.
I am glad that despite my hectic schedule, I could still find some time to truly express myself here. For that is already a bonus for me. =)
Actually, perhaps i haven't even reached the rim of being truely busy at all.
Wells, i'll know about that in time to come.
posted by Rayne at 2:57 AM
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