Monday, May 4, 2015

Fly dream

Had a really bitter dream. Seems like I was in the plane. While I was flying, I was aware that I was dreaming. A dream in the dream...

Eagle, I was filled with Eagles. Suddenly, N was with a boost.

Then my L, she also had a booster(blue - red kinda breath monitoring equipment).
She was quite damaged. But, we were together, at least till the end of her flight.

I see this dream as a good sign. I'll go, Am.

Sunday, April 12, 2015


Messy thoughts with mixed feelings... 

World is ironic... 

Thursday, April 2, 2015

The 25 Best Movies About Father-Son Relationships

Эндээс арван нэгийг нь үзсэн байна.

үлдсэнийг нь үзэж дуусгана аа.

+ Like father and like son - Hirakazu

Friday, November 28, 2014

As I Walked Out One Evening by W. H. Auden (1907 - 1973)

As I walked out one evening,
   Walking down Bristol Street,
The crowds upon the pavement
   Were fields of harvest wheat.

And down by the brimming river
   I heard a lover sing
Under an arch of the railway:
   ‘Love has no ending.

‘I’ll love you, dear, I’ll love you
   Till China and Africa meet,
And the river jumps over the mountain
   And the salmon sing in the street,

‘I’ll love you till the ocean
   Is folded and hung up to dry
And the seven stars go squawking
   Like geese about the sky.

‘The years shall run like rabbits,
   For in my arms I hold
The Flower of the Ages,
   And the first love of the world.'

But all the clocks in the city
   Began to whirr and chime:
‘O let not Time deceive you,
   You cannot conquer Time.

‘In the burrows of the Nightmare
   Where Justice naked is,
Time watches from the shadow
   And coughs when you would kiss.

‘In headaches and in worry
   Vaguely life leaks away,
And Time will have his fancy
   To-morrow or to-day.

‘Into many a green valley
   Drifts the appalling snow;
Time breaks the threaded dances
   And the diver’s brilliant bow.

‘O plunge your hands in water,
   Plunge them in up to the wrist;
Stare, stare in the basin
   And wonder what you’ve missed.

‘The glacier knocks in the cupboard,
   The desert sighs in the bed,
And the crack in the tea-cup opens
   A lane to the land of the dead.

‘Where the beggars raffle the banknotes
   And the Giant is enchanting to Jack,
And the Lily-white Boy is a Roarer,
   And Jill goes down on her back.

‘O look, look in the mirror,
   O look in your distress:
Life remains a blessing
   Although you cannot bless.

‘O stand, stand at the window
   As the tears scald and start;
You shall love your crooked neighbour
   With your crooked heart.'

It was late, late in the evening,
   The lovers they were gone;
The clocks had ceased their chiming,
   And the deep river ran on. 

Wednesday, November 19, 2014

Кофе авсан нь...

Фоспоресент гэж аятайхан дуу зохиогч-дуучин байна аа. Нэг хүүхдээс болж энэ залууг мэддэг болсон. Сая хоол хийнгээ хальт бүхэл цомгийг нь сонслоо. Их хөгжимлөг, нэг тийм агаарлаг хөгжим байна. Гэснээс энэтхэгүүд нэг тийм хөөрхөн ч гэх юмуу, юу ч гэх юм бэ дээ...

Манайд шинээр ирсэн энэтхэг гаралтай, австралийн иргэншилтэй залуу байх. Тэр бид хоёр ажлын гал тогоонд болчихсон байсан кофеноос аваад уунгаа ойр зуур юм хуучилж байв. Маргааш нь үйлчлэгч эгч та хоёр даргын кофеноос уулаа, үнэтэй коопий энээ тэрээ... гээд жаахан үглүүлэв.

Өнөөдөр цайны дараа "Hey, let's go and buy a coffee. Fuck that shitty Ro-'s coffee. We can have ours" гэж хэлсэн нь миний инээдийг их л хүргэв. Хөөрхөн ч юм шиг...

Thursday, July 10, 2014


Уруулаа би доош нь
Алгаараа арчлаа
Үнэр нь чи юу
Эсвэл би юу

Friday, May 2, 2014

Me as Charlotte

This is me! 

Jealousy arises... I'm angry... But I can't do anything... Actually, I can... My Ego and my pride hold me back. In addition, I'm in bed. Too lazy to go out.

I will stand up against all odds. Just like a deformed tree on a hill. 


I miss you. I dare to see you... to come. I will meet you soon. Hope that you'll be openminded and warmhearted.

Cheers Darling!