MOVED.

Guess what. We moved.

For a better interface and an easier life, the deklaration has moved to benjamin.deklare.com

Please do the relevant changes with your links. I am still in the process of doing up the site so please bear with me. Thanks.

Also, check out the deklare site at http://deklare.com for creative design solutions. Its just about two brothers that thought they could do their little bit in the experimental design industry.

We're specialise in offering churches and para-church organizations/inspirational bands with design solutions at affordable prices.

We major in the three primary aspects of print, publications and photography.

Rumours Aglore!

Rumours say that Benjamin's rotting site- declaring.blogspot.com will move soon to a better space in the near future. So be prepared to change the links on your site real soon!

Generation Camp 2005

Alrighty, the shots are out. Once again, my month's limit at flickr is up. Catch the 97 shots that I wasted at the WEBs annual camp at the Scripture Union campsite in Sentosa.

It was really impromtu, but I decided to visit these guys at the island when I went to CMPB. That explains the 18 shots at the front of the collection- I was actually trying to find them when I arrived there.

Catch the youths (or even yourself) in action as I wonder around the campsite shooting everything that breathes (and does'nt). And that's just one day of 4 day camp.

And to the "official" photographers that day, I deeply apologise if I am in your viewfinder or ghostly sightings start to appear because of me.

Enough crap. Just show me the shots.

SOMETHING BIG

Hey guys. Its a lovely monday morning, did'nt know why, but I sort of woke up suddenly at 9 without a heavy head and feeling the sun on my face. So, thought I wanted to give you some updates in regards to deklare.

Had been busy doing up the deklare site for the past few days in the midsts of my external projects. Uploading images from my portfolio and everything business. Its starting to take shape. Haha, the reason why I am holding back is because this have not been approved by my partner to be placed here. All I can say to those who are still scratching their heads and feets its that- There's a new "little community" of freelancers coming up you can great design solutions from!

And I am going to notify you guys here once everything is done and ready which will be quite soon.

Promise.

So, that's all I can leak for now, and hey, one more thing. Something we discussed and decided to implement is that there's a creative ministries part of deklare which will offer solutions at affordable prices or at least more affordable than our regular rates. Now that's us taking a bias stand for our non-profits as well as giving a little bit of us back to the Lord.

A new day is dawning. Do watch this black blank space as I post developments and you will see what I am talking about slowly taking shape.

PRIORITIES

And for some reason, I was brought up in a way, I hate or rather, can't bear to reject- be it, projects, people, choices... and if you will, just visualise a tumour hidden somewhere I can't find since childhood, its like an itch inside your head that you can't reach no matter how you scratch, and someone comes up and tell me now my tumour has grown beyond control and already killing me. Its eating me up alive.

That's the freaking problem with me.

And often there's just too much to take till I almost feel like falling and dying, wherever I was.

To many its just a simple yes or no. Why the heck? But shitty, a yes or no will trigger the natural alarm in me and in that split second, the question travels through my tiny nerves and into my brain that has already been clotted up with all the other shit will just cause another clot. So, after the visualisations and formulae, my mouth bypasses all other processes and replies immediately yes why not yes!

Shucks.

Just don't ask me a question.

I can already hear people in my head saying, "But thats not the solution."

The solution? To be decisively cruel. Evil. I must learn to say NO. Hell NO! I'm sorry. No. No. No. No. No. No. Yes, no.

And that's the way to cut off a whole lot of crap that is stuck to my head. God first. Family second. Work third. Nobody speaks but God. That's it. No changes. The law has been passed. Justice has been restored.

Why did I even start this post?