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verba, non facta: November 2005

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Verba, non facta. Monday, November 28, 2005. Knowledge is a struggle. To continue on from this analogy - do concepts have a meaning separate from us? Assuming the only intelligent life forms on earth are horses, will chairs be chairs? Horses, after all, cannot sit. chairs will become pieces of wood pieced together into amusing shapes, or at best, neck rests. they might even be a strange kind of table. Love is blind, but it doesn't exist. not without us, anyhow. it is a cultural construct, i think. And - ...

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verba, non facta: July 2006

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Verba, non facta. Thursday, July 27, 2006. Anyway the point of this long and tiresome exposition is that i suddenly realised today that i've worn gold rimmed glasses for so long that my entire view of the world has this metallic frame hovering on the edges of my field of vision, beyond which everything just seems blurry. before today i didn't really have an inkling thtat this might actually be unnatural. I have, however, (and now i admit ashamedly, as one would to. Posted by zhongkai at 9:26 PM.

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verba, non facta: May 2006

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Verba, non facta. Thursday, May 11, 2006. Would voice recognition in computers lead to standardisation in speech? Posted by zhongkai at 5:47 PM. Tuesday, May 02, 2006. These are both rituals. Still, we live in a secularised age. what do customs mean anyway? It might have been better for the victorians to have left it to pass away quietly. And one thought remains niggling at the back of my head. what would my grandmother think? What would my grandmother think? Posted by zhongkai at 6:42 AM.

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verba, non facta: June 2006

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Verba, non facta. Tuesday, June 13, 2006. And i am blogging here despite the fact that exams are almost upon me. in 7 days' time, in fact - a week; we humans, according to the. Of julian barnes's novel, are particularly fond of multiples of seven. or perhaps he was just poking a little harmless fun at the best-selling book of all ages, and one of the fastest growing faiths in the world. In fact i think i blog only when i have nothing better to do than mug. mugging is nasty business, i tell you. Something...

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verba, non facta: April 2006

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Verba, non facta. Saturday, April 08, 2006. If i were rich enough. At this point i just thought of making a point about the size and scope of a leisured class and social equality, and bring out a few cases in point, but the thought just flitted, randomly, away, like some kind of butterfly which has only a few hours more to live and is off to have sex with another of its kind. BAD BOY BAD BAD BAD NAUGHTY ME. Posted by zhongkai at 4:42 AM. Saturday, April 01, 2006. Posted by zhongkai at 2:13 AM. Would voic...

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verba, non facta: January 2006

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Verba, non facta. Saturday, January 14, 2006. I am supposed to be reading up on the fall of the roman empire now, but what the heck - since i am taking up this little space online, i might as well update and maintain it a little. first and foremost, my flickr thingy is up - www.flickr.com/photos/psellus. Though most of the photos are of buildings and not people. somehow buildings make more interesting photographic subjects, for me. Not that they'll listen, though.). Posted by zhongkai at 5:32 AM.

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verba, non facta: August 2005

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Verba, non facta. Tuesday, August 09, 2005. Today singapore celebrates 40 years of independence. We are an artificial state, and not quite a nation; a freak of circumstance born from the detritus of empire like so many other failed countries around the world. Singapore ought not exist. We were an unwanted bastard of malayan geography and colonial history. an odd one out to be despised and envied. Our independence was a sob story - it wasn't supposed to happen. And yet we are still here. And i am blogging...

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verba, non facta: July 2005

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Verba, non facta. Sunday, July 17, 2005. Russian dolls - you know? Matroyshka dolls they first made in 1890 but have since become a quintessentially russian product. a doll within a doll within a doll within a doll, each doll becoming progressively smaller. you always have to crack the doll open to find the next one, all the way until the smallest one, right at the very centre, right at the very end. Life is full of regrets sometimes. Posted by zhongkai at 9:27 PM. Monday, July 04, 2005. This history is ...

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verba, non facta: October 2005

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Verba, non facta. Sunday, October 30, 2005. It is almost definitely autumn here now: the leaves are turning red and yellow on the very boughs and branches of trees. a sight to behold, certainly - before they fall, and the branches, denuded, proclaim the accession of winter. M: "what a fine body of men you have there, eh, blackadder? B: "yes, general, soon to be fine bodies of men.". Especially since the statues were those of a yoked ox and screw gun mule. St paul's cathedral in any case was a fantastic b...

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verba, non facta: June 2005

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Verba, non facta. Saturday, June 18, 2005. I feel like i am on my way, in transit between worlds. It is an odd kind of emotion really, in transit - the curious feeling of rootlessness, almost of weightlessness, that you don't belong where you currently are now. somehow the gravity of the old world isn't pulling you down anymore and the gravity of the new hasn't started to act on you yet. perhaps it's like being on a figurative spaceship, blasting out from earth, you know? Though i haven't ever been on one.