What is Life?: According to Jing: The Dancer's Stage - "Why Do You... ?"

Yes, a question heard and asked so commonly yet a question that can be so difficult to answer.

This post is a short story to my self-discovery and path to answering this question. For me, it is in regards with dance and my life.

Before I continue, I'd like to share this question with and for you to calibrate your thoughts. If by the end of this post you would like to express your answer to this question, please feel free to comment to this post and share your personal insight and experience! 

"Why do you do what you do?"

Poetry Corner: Once Upon, Forever Within

If I had to tell a story,
Of the greatest love, anonymously,
I'd smile and say, I'd cry and say:
"The story would probably go this way..."

"He was the brightest star above the Earth,
Yet far, far away in time and space.
When I look, I look at the past,
For only the star's illusion is what lasts."

"He was the Aurora sifting through the skies,
So surreal, magical and Heavenly divine.
In my memory, I wish it'll never fade,
For it was never Aurora's nature to remain."

"He was the dancer to my stage,
For he moved my heart without a prose.
I'd never learn what he tried to convey,
For I couldn't stay on until the curtains closed."

"The story didn't have to go this way,
But I chose to leave and walk away.
So the story, indeed, went this way.
I wonder how it'd go if I stayed?"

- Jessie Jing, 13th April 2013.

Inspiration:

An indelible star.

Poetry Corner: The Geological Study of an Emotion

"So I restarted my computer as it was being temperamental and for some reason when it was loaded, Microsoft Word automatically processed and popped this document out (Does anyone know why though? I would greatly appreciate it if you could let me know, thanks in advance!) I have actually, completely forgotten about this poem - I wrote this back in January 2012 (January 19th to be exact). I hope you enjoy this as much as I had, 10 minutes ago, in the state of surprise (lol)."

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At the opposite ends of the spectrum,

Resided two pondering souls.

One fiery red and one brilliant blue,

Off-balance the scales they throw.

For their paths should’ve never met,

Like the Pacific and Antarctic plates.

This irreversible bit, once hit – that’s it,

Their worlds were fated to quake.

Some may call it destructive,

Others deemed this bad luck.

But lying below this segmented surface,

A diamond core has been struck.

At the opposite ends of the spectrum,

Gone were the two pondering souls.

The opposite ends of the spectrum,

Were connected by one purple soul.

- Jessie Jing, 19th January 2012

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Inspiration: 

A person, somewhere in this world. :)

The Dancer's Stage: And she said...

"I still remember: 28th June 2012, when the clock struck 12, I was on the stage dancing into my birth day.
I came off that stage and I did not know what sort of happiness it was - was it even happiness? I know of happiness, but it did not felt the same - it felt like so much more."

"Fast forward .. 1,2,3,4 ..

Poetry Corner: Ohana

The surrounding silence drowns her eardrums.
The surrounding darkness lightens her sight.
What seems like loneliness is barely a manifesto,
of peace and tranquility on site.

That is the power of the home:
a foundation stronger than titanium;
unyielding yet more pliable than gold,
peaceful yet more explosive than plutonium.

Ohana, ohana, ohana.
Where dreams and futures begin.
Ohana, ohana, ohana,
with love, 'twas born within.

- Jessie Jing, 6th November 2012.

Inspiration:

Ohana :)

Poetry Corner: 8 Thoughts Till Dreamland

Would you drop me if I was a glass ball?
Would you touch me if I was barbed wire?
Would you look this way if I was a hideous display?
Would you love me if I was acquired?
Would you water me if I was dormant?
Would you leave me till the last?
Would you travel for miles if I was an emptying tank?
Would you miss me if I have passed?


- Jessie Jing, 11th April 2012


Inspiration:


Semi-consciousness, with 'Mea Culpa' playing.

Poetry Corner: Paradoxical

Let's drown in these invisible notes,
for a moment those feelings seem translucent.
Euphoria, ethereal, utopia.
What may shine may fade,
yet may the faded still glimmer under the sliver of light.

Let's cut through these strings of thoughts,
for an eternal moment those corners become prison walls.
Paranoia, surreal, claustrophobia.
Crescendo la staccato,
decrescendo la tenuto.

- Jessie Jing, 23rd March 2012

Inspiration:

A paradoxical affinity.

According to Jing: Music Stage - Top 10 best lyrics

For the update, please scroll down!

When it comes to songs, 90% of the time, I will love it if I love the lyrics - even if I don't agree with the music itself. Personally, I find that the lyrics are the foundations of songs (not including Classical, DnB, Dubs, electronica - though they may have brief sections of lyrics - but those are a completely different story).

Therefore, few days ago, I've decided to select my top (and top-of-the-head) 10 most favourite lyrics that I have ever come across. You may agree, you may not - feel free to comment with your most favourite lyrics!
Afterall, I have not heard all of the many, thousands & thousands of songs out there - so it would be great to come across some beautiful songs!

This list is just a summary of the many lyrics I love - out of all the artists I've listened to, I'm pretty sure I love AT LEAST one of their songs - so don't see this list as definitive, but just a few selections! :)

Poetry Corner: Still and Will

I still will give you everything,
as it dismisses the uncertainty that the future is to bring.
Living the present with the flame of the past,
I will always give you everything.

I still will strive till the end of time,
for who once was then isn't mine.
Loving is patience cum virtue to prove,
that I will always strive till the end of time.

I still will love you endlessly,
as it is a present of the past futurity.
Giving and taking the chance to heal,
I will always love you endlessly.

- Jessie Jing, 29th February 2012 -

Inspiration:

Someone very special.

Poetry Corner: Real.

She never said she'll be perfect.
She never said she won't change.
She never said she'll stay forever,
for it takes two to play the game.

She has never not said sorry.
She has never not admitted  to her mistakes.
She has never not spoken of real love,
for she has never not accepted fate.

Walk a mile in the other's shoes,
observe their paths and surroundings.
Look and see through their eyes,
before proceeding to branding.

A halo above the head,
looped around two horns.
No, neither a saint nor a devil,
but simply a human of true form.

- Jessie Jing, 23rd January 2012 -

Inspiration:

A story.

Poetry Corner: Somewhere Over the Hedge

It grew like a flower,

with tender, loving care.

Rays of the sun and a trickle of water,

blossomed a beauty so rare.

It survived like a cactus -

unfazed, tough and bold.

Perseverance at its best,

years to live, it was told.

But one day, the beautiful garden,

has lost its life and soul.

Hold on to the seeds, Mr. Gardener,

for your greenery will pull through.

- Jessie Jing, 23rd January 2012 -

Inspiration:

A story.