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The Tiger

Tiger, Tiger, burning bright
In the forest of the night,
What immortal hand or eye
Could frame thy fearful symmetry?

In what distant deeps or skies
Burnt the fire of thine eyes?
On what wings dare he aspire?
What the hand dare seize the fire?

And what shoulder and what art
Could twist the sinews of thy heart?
And, when thy heart began to beat,
What dread hand and what dread feet?

What the hammer?
What the chain?
In what furnace was thy brain?
What the anvil?
What dread grasp
Dare its deadly terrors clasp?

When the stars threw down their spears,
And water'd heaven with their tears,
Did He smile His work to see?
Did He who made the lamb make thee?

Tiger, Tiger, burning bright
In the forest of the night,
What immortal hand or eye
Could frame thy fearful symmetry?

by William Blake

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Alan Aw
RI (JC) 2010/2011

Saturday, June 26, 2010

9:18 AM

Talking with Ding Yue is fun.

On Order and Chaos:

"but u know, when everything boils down to probability and uncertainty, and somehow the universe came into existence due to certain random collisions and reactions that are just one possible configuration of the many possible configurations, i start to wonder if this chaos, uncertainty and randomness have a hidden order in it. and if there is an order, how does it work." - Alan

"Chaos in Order!" - Ding Yue (quoting Jun Wei)

Thanks Ding. Talking to you made me feel happier.

Labels: Reflections

Sunday, June 20, 2010

9:23 AM

Tomorrow, I will be presenting an interesting theorem to my mentor. I feel so excited about it that I cannot sleep. I think I have to count sheep again.

Counting sheep is really difficult, but counting real sheep is impossible. :)

Labels: mathematics

12:28 AM

There's only one week left.

The past three weeks have been very exciting, of which the first two were spent in camp sites (namely Bintan Agro resort and NUSHS campus). I did a lot of SRP this week, and it was really enjoyable reading the literature.

Oh, and I need to call the person soon. Is she waiting excitedly? Or is she growing impatient? Does she even care? Or has she buried everything beneath the sands? Is she still the person she used to be? Or is she someone different now? Sometimes, I really wish I could read minds.

Back to SRP! :)

Labels: random

Sunday, June 13, 2010

11:39 PM

Recently I've been listening to Oldies. I found one that's particularly nice. It's called "Always on My Mind", sung by Elvis Aron Presley (aka "The King")

Maybe I didn't treat you
Quite as good as I should have
Maybe I didn't love you
Quite as often as I could have
Little things I should have said and done
I just never took the time

You were always on my mind
You were always on my mind

Tell me, tell me that your sweet love hasn't died
Give me, give me one more chance
To keep you satisfied, satisfied

Maybe I didn't hold you
All those lonely, lonely times
And I guess I never told you
I'm so happy that you're mine
If I make you feel second best
Girl, I'm sorry I was blind

You were always on my mind
You were always on my mind

Tell me, tell me that your sweet love hasn't died
Give me, give me one more chance
To keep you satisfied, satisfied

Little things I should have said and done
I just never took the time
You were always on my mind
You are always on my mind
You are always on my mind

Very beautiful lyrics indeed. And of course I haven't forgotten that I wanted to write about a person. Well, I've simply decided not to write anymore! Blame it on probability.

Labels: random