Monday, August 19, 2013

Poya joys

A clear, moonlit night is such a joy to observe. There is a stillness, a tranquility, so far removed from the hurley burley and the stresses of daily life.

Just sit back and observe; the stars twinkling, wisps of clouds being blown across the sky, the gentle, cool night time breeze.

I have been too preoccupied with politics of late; I always was but it seems to have grown ever larger. I think its the sheer ugliness of the thing that binds me, a wierd fascination of the grotesque.

I must blame Mr Lee Kuan Yew, his books transformed my thinking and led me to look at economics and politics in quite a different way. It was fascinating, sometimes entertaining but developments in the last few years have been depressing, even shocking.

It has poisoned my mind, blunted my thoughts and robbed me of spirit.

I need to spend more time gazing at the stars.