Your Opinion Does Not Matter
12th July 2007
Here’s wishing Dr Lynn Azura a.k.a zzz a.k.a Bones a.k.a Amputator a very happy birthday. Sorry that you have to work in dreadfully boring Temerloh on your birthday but I’m sure it’ll be a happy one..happier than mine that is.
May you live long and prosper (and chop lesser bones).
This is a Buddy Inspiration Closed-Circuit Rebreather. The picture was taken just now inside my room.
Among the benefits of using rebreathers are: cheaper cocktail gas, longer bottom time, less or no decompression stops needed, deeper diving depths.
Among the dangers: oxygen toxicity due to hyperoxia, hypoxia, anoxia, hypercapnia, caustic burns to face, mouth, lungs and stomach if unit is flooded.
The Inspiration is also known in the Rebreather world, among others, as the YBOD (Yellow Box Of Death).
I’m diving this thing soon.
Someone did not quite understand my previous posting.
One of the things I did..well, the first thing I did when I was first heartbroken was to grab hold of a dinghy and rowed as far out to sea as I could and hoped for some strong surface current to help me from thereon.
The sea will keep me.
And I am going back to it.
There were rooms of forgiveness
In the house that we share
But the space has been emptied
Of whatever was there
There were cupboards of patience
There were shelf loads of care
But whoever came calling
Found nobody there
After today, consider me gone
Roses have thorns and shining waters mud
And cancer lurks deep in the sweetest bud
Clouds and eclipses stain the moon and the sun
And history reeks of the wrongs we have done
After today, consider me gone
I’ve spent too many years at war with myself
The doctor has told me it’s no good for my health
To search for perfection is all very well
But to look for heaven is to live here in hell
After today, consider me gone
The sea is my life.
As far as I can remember, I was 4 years old when I first jumped into the sea. It was at Pulau Besar, Melaka, when I fell into the sea and almost drowned. A hand snatched me out of the water..and until now I don’t know whose hand it was. I got my sea legs because I have been out at sea since I was 5 years old.
About a month ago, someone said to me that as I love the sea, it will one day keep me.
My siblings are planning to celebrate my birthday as well as those other July relatives.
I am going back to the sea…I am GOING BACK to the sea. Since I have lost my little world where everything is beautiful, I will go back to the other world I know that is always waiting for my return.
And this reminds me of a song I loved listening to back in 1991:
over Mountains
over Trees
over Oceans
over Seas
across the desert
I’ll be there
in a whisper on the wind
on the smile of a new friend
just think of me
And I’ll be there
Don’t be afraid, oh my love
I’ll be watching you from above
And I’d give all the world tonight,
to be with you
Because I’m on your side,
And I still care
I may have died,
but I’ve gone nowhere
Just think of me,
And I’ll be there
On the edge of a waking dream
over Rivers
over Streams
through Wind and Rain
I’ll be there
Across the wide and open sky
thousands of miles I’d fly
to be with you
I’ll be there
Don’t be afraid, oh my love
I’ll be watching you from above
And I’d give all the world tonight,
to be with you
Because I’m on your side,
And I still care
I may have died,
but I’ve gone nowhere
Just think of me,
And I’ll be there
In the breath of a wind that sighs
oh, there’s no need to cry
Just think of me,
And I’ll be there
Don’t miss me.
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