Monday, January 5, 2009

Water is the blood in our veins

Water, my homeland
The heart of darkness

Who knew trees conquered water as well as land?

I live love laugh breathe the beach

A lone Singaporean fisherman
Man is small indeed next to the the ocean

There is nothing softer and weaker than water, And yet there is nothing better for attacking hard and strong things. For this reason there is no substitute for it.

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