Frontyard

"I live here," would I say if I live here. I like this tree and benches in some particular time such as then. Late afternoon. It's frontyard of ChangHuiGwan.

Chicken needs family

Birds fly. But some do not. A cock on the street was thinking something today. Its master might not come back yet. Food and water was enough beside it, but it continued to push its head on locked gate.

When you go to Korea, you never call anybody as "chicken head," or "bird head." Those mean somebody is "bone head" or very stupid. Birds are stupid? Or Intelligence is poor? I think they are better than some human.

Human used to forget, ignore, or betray other human and given grace. But birds(maybe not all the sort of birds) as well as dogs do not.

Today is Sunday, I hope the chicken would be ok until master come back tomorrow.

Time after time

It is the title of Stan Getz's great number. So, time is immortal.

All you have to do is just make it upside down on time. Easy.

Time in time, image in image, screen in screen.

After long journey

I'm back again. It is something like a superstition around me. Something seemed to block me approaching those blogs. I still don't understand why it was not available, and why it is now available.

Blogger required me to switch new way of logging. But whenever I tried to do it, the process had been stopped at a stage. I don't know why.

I tried once again, maybe, supposedly the last time, just now. And it worked. I don't know why.

So, that is life. we just believe something what I can reason, otherwise push it into category of devil. When I surrender totally, it came back not religiously, but superstitously. Of course I may can interpret it as one of my daily enlightenment of Christian faith. Yet I would like to see what is exactly happenned to me with this happenning, on earth. I mean, I need to digest it first.

Well, welcome myself.

Let's do it again.