After many months of listening to this music, i have yet to grow tired of it.
Its energy is infectious.
The music can simply pass your ears, if you do not pay attention to the details and lyrics.
Yet it will subtly wipe the frown off your head.
For those who are willing to give it a try, to understand why i am so captivated by this music, think no longer.
To maximise your enjoyment of the music, please use good earphones.

It is my escapism.
It is the music i listen to before every paper.
It is the music that reminds me, God, Take Control.

To surrender, is to live in bliss.
To swing your head, to tap your feet to the beat, is to forget whatever that troubles you.
To add on, their stage presence, as i blogged before, is extremely spectacular.
The lightings awesome!

The keyboard is no doubt the melody, yet if any instrument is lacking, the experience would have dilute itself to a great extent.
Why do i say so much about this music?
Because it said much to me and my life.
I believe it has the potential to say much to you.

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AT THIS POINT OF TIME, I ENCOURAGE ALL READERS TO DO SELECTIVE READING.
Only certain aspects in each post, has relevance to you.
I live in a highly diverse life, hence there are many things written that you have no feelings towards.


Current take on life
I feel disturbed.
Disturbed that my social circles are so highly diverse.
As much as i love to deviate, this is taking a toll on me.

I have three choices.
1st: Sit and let the waves crash on me
2nd: Justify my current emotions
3rd: Let God take control

I think i am applying all three choices

School gives me a very neighbourhood feeling.
Yet, my clique constantly switch between the languages of Mandarin and English.
I have a classmate who cant answer simultaneous questions at one go.
(I can ask the following two questions to cheryl tan, and she answers perfectly fine. I.e Whats for dinner? What do you think about sufferings?)
It is kinda shelling me out of my style.
Hence, i change.
School is diverse enough.
I admit, i have a hard time even switching conversations between different classmates, what more different classes.
And to consider that i might have to switch languages just by looking at different classmates, when everyone is standing in a circle.

Megalifers, are highly convoluted people.
They are far from simple minded, usually engaged in some kind of problem with their lives.
Not to all, but at least for those that i am in contact with.
For so many years, no megalifer has yet to prove this statement wrong.
The complication it has, definitely beats my current church.

COS, are simple minded and loving people.
We share all we have.
Selfless, usually smiling.
Every cell s trait is clearly evident.
Yet, it is extremely neighbourhood as well.
This, I WILL NEVER SEE IN MEGALIFE. (Some)
The following are seen in my cell:
Abusive father, abusive step father.
Parental objections, parental linguistic abuse.
Skipping dinner, just to make ends meet (Cell member)
Taking out bills and a calculator to calculate his family's monthyl expendtiture.
Every cell member does not hesitate to tell the cell leader any trouble they face in their lives.

I heard this testimony yesterday in church.
A sikh, shadnt spell his name, since i dont know how.
Was thrown out of his house.
Made the following statement, "I still want to be a christian even if my father threatens me with a knife."
He was slapped ten times by his dad after going home from church.
Its seriousness was to the point where pastor Daniel and Sister Wan Ping has to go down to his house at 12 am, and received verbal abuse from the dad.
Two cell members would wait down stair at his house, if he is ever thrown out of house, the two cell members will offer their own shelter.
He is 4 months old as a christian, and his faith is highly infectious.
Puts many Christians to shame.
Many many many.
The whole ministry prayed for him, for once, i would say you can feel the entire church behind him.
You could feel many were reaching out to him in compassion.

Evangelism
I have a classmate i want to save by year end.
It seriously look close.
Prayers are paying off, and i wont be surprise if God actually showed me to save her.
She displays interest towards church, and my actions are a testament to her.
More than that, i have friends in the clique calling me religious.
Classmate too.
It s a good sign, but being labeled religious sounds disgusting, like i am some freak stuck with the bible Only, i seriously know more than the bible.
But the bible, is definitely precious to me.

Close friends/ Relations
After my mugging festival i tried to talk to them, but it is proving to be exceedingly difficult.
It is not all together their fault, but mine.
I have changed.
Just in one month.
The downside of mugging is that you change after a whole festival of mugging, it is not the case for all, but it is for me.
I have seriously changed quite a bit in just one month.

I keep seeing things around me change, and at an alarming rate.
It is too fast for me to accept.
My class social circles are shifting.
Whom i used to talk to, i find difficult to do so now.
There are people whom i used to greet in the beginning of this year in school, i now no longer greet, at times even avoid.
I find everything fragile, many things losing its relevancy at a really fast rate.

MY SG in pre u sem, seem so far away. We spent extremely memorable times together, yet now it seems like a fantasy all together.
The sound of laughter fades to a mute level.
You can only see their faces laughing out loud, yet hear no sound.

I will admit, i feel better now.
But the exposure rate to me, might prove to be too high, and too fast.
Then again, thats being stretched by God.

I have yet to know about my promo results.
I am not anxious.
I actually dread it.
But after being prayed for by cell members, "God bless Joey with good results, according to the fruit of his labour."
I was encouraged, because i did study really hard, but not for promos, i was mugging for A s.

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If you have skipped everything and reached this point, let me make you think.

Does Sorrow lay his hand upon your shoulder,
And walk with you in silence on life's way,
While Joy, your bright companion once, grown colder,
Becomes to you more distant day by day?
Run not from the companion of Sorrow,
He is the messenger of God to thee;
And you will thank Him in His great tomorrow -
For what you do not know now, you then will see;
He is God's angel, clothed in veils of night
With whom "we walk by faith" and "not by sight."