The Best Of An Imperfect World.

I've had enough time...   to reflect on freedom and responsibility.

Taken in Jesselton, East Malaysia

And I never started to plow in my life

That someone did not stop in the road

And take me away to a dance or picnic.

I ended up with a broken fiddle—

And a broken laugh, and a thousand memories,

And not a single regret.

-" Fiddler Jones" Edgar Lee Master

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Though my chains be shackled to the daily grind,

To earn our morsel of daily bread.

I will prick my ears to pause and listen

To snatches of faint music,

Have a few broken laughs

And imperfect memories,

And no time for regrets.

A Boat That Never Leave The Shore.

I've had just enough time...    to ponder about safe harborage.

Taken in Kota Kinabalu

 

"For love was offered me…and I shrank from its

disillusionment:

Sorrow knocked at my door, but I was afraid:

Ambition called to me, but I dreaded the chances.

Yet all the while I hungered for meaning in my life.

To put meaning in one’s life may end in madness.

But life without meaning is the torture

Of restless and vague desire—

It is a boat longing for the sea and yet afraid. "

- "George Grey" Edgar Lee Master.

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A boat that never leave the shore,

Still ends in the bottom.

Yet never sail the wide water,

For which it was intended.