Saturday 26. 8. 23

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It was SUCH a lovely day today. Had breakfast with Oisin and then headed into town to do the schedule with Ghin.

AND... t is now Sunday. I was at the start of the blog when the boys came in and started chatting with me...

Then we ended up watching the rest of the Cabinet of Curiosities. It was very strange. After that they felt very tires so they ended up sleeping. As did I. Part jetlag, part avoidance, part having had a busy day after weeks and weeks of Singapore.

Singapore is a truly weird place. I don't even think about it anymore. It is just awful. I have also decided the quality of life of the very very rich people is also awful. Anything beyond what can be termed as lower or middle middle class is pointless. Having a roof over your head, food in your belly, time to be with friends and family and do meaningful thing - anything beyond that is pointless. Who cares about cars and houses and schools and all that shit. It is all pointless. 

And in Singapore... I really don't know how the people in HDB flats live. All I know is that the people whom I knew... well there are exceptions, but the environmental factors just make it impossible for anyone to self actualise.

And for those who do - maybe they leave. I know I had to leave, as I told Oisin. I HAD to leave because the pressure and expectation were too much and it was eating me alive. If I did not leave I would have had a mental breakdown. And the truth also is that I fell in love with Ireland. It was Ireland which called me. Ireland which I went, this place was home. Especially when I arrived in Kinnegoe Bay. How could a place I never seen before tell me I had arrived? How?

I don't know what else is there left to say in my blog...

But I think I will just continue anyway. Nothing to be said. I wrote so little this year. But writing is good. Just to help me think. At least I am writing something.

Last year I walked the length and breadth of Singapore. I think I walked over 100 km last year there. I partly had to because I was waiting so much, but also because I hadn't been there and not being there without the boys. It was doubly awful. And my marriage was at its most painful end. Although I highly recommend divorce to anyone who really has tried their best and then their partner has been a shit. So I walked and walked and understood its geography better than I ever had. It was a small place but I think it is like a house... you see the base small but if you start putting things on it, it expands. Volume is a strange thing. 

This year, there was Ma and Pa and DIY. Then there was hanging out with the boys. Talking to Oisin has been such a revelation. Ghin has become a gorgeous young man. Both of them have been moulded by the place they have been brought up in. So, you know Ireland has served them well. 

The other reason I have nothing else to say is the stupidity of people. We all know the solution to problems. All, like ever single problem in the world now has a solution. If you cant find the solution, it means that you have to live with the problem, or invent a solution. But the solution is 99.9% never war. Or starvation. Or more money. Or greed. Despite everyone who is now in charge of things knowing this, for some reason the solution to the problem is blame poor people, get more shit which never makes you happy, and being admired by people who dont even know nor care for you. I really cannot understand this For the first time in human history all knowledge is available everywhere and at all times and the best we can do is say, this is not enough. I think that now we must really stop and say there i literally no room for improvement. On the frontiers of humanity we do not need to push things anymore. We are now at peak civilisation and instead of pushing upwards, we must now spread ot sideways and into the roots. We have searched and found and we must now be content as an entire society. In general. That is now enough. 

I really don't understand this madness. People are mad. Especially in Singapore.

Anyway, I should try and post at least one picture a day. That is my goal for this blog. One picture a day with one entry. A thought. A poem. a fragment... the picture is...


Gunung Bintan

Bintan

Merlion Bridge

Melina


Harapan

Another year at the airport


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