urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:poun_amour Ja' Min Ja' Min 2008-09-18T05:05:49Z urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:poun_amour:6699 2007-06-24T18:05:20Z 2007-06-24T18:05:20Z <a href="http://yaleglobal.yale.edu/display.article?id=9297">"Megacities, Mega Dreams for a Connected World"</a> urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:poun_amour:6599 2007-06-24T03:08:09Z 2007-06-24T03:10:34Z <div style="float: left; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"> <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/benhhan/44902687/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/30/44902687_a97ddb9677_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /></a> <br /> <span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"> <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/benhhan/44902687/">Istanbul at Night</a> <br /> Originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/benhhan/">bhan</a> </span></div>Tobacco stained tongue in 2005.<br clear="all" /><br /><br> urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:poun_amour:5912 2007-06-21T01:40:55Z 2008-09-18T05:05:01Z <div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"> <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/benhhan/578125481/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1176/578125481_bc64876fc2_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /></a> <br /> <span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"> <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/benhhan/578125481/">Seoul from my backyard</a> <br /> Originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/benhhan/">bhan</a> </span></div>Circa 2004:<br /><br />Yesterday was blue street signs and I knew that you weren't etched behind them anymore. Flooded bridges next to everything. And you are not here now, finally. And heads no longer implode and I'm not diving between stairs, here, anymore. And now, I need to talk to someone to just simply walk over bridges. I forgot how soft skin can be, this is what being in the wrong place for three years has done. All the imaginary locations made these thoughts collapse.<br /><br />Seoul is no longer a borderland.<br /><br />Being here for five months has dissolved nearly everything. The room was completely uneven. All nearly yellow with a tiny refrigerator. Insulted completely by not eating fruit. And I was all dressed up, as if strolling down hills with meaning. All the spoken noises were outside, besides tiles and I could not speak, except to ask.<br clear="all" /> urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:poun_amour:4593 2005-06-05T02:03:18Z 2008-09-18T05:05:49Z I am here in Bangkok. Yesterday I walked across half this city (Khao San Rd to Chinatown) it took me six hours because I kept getting lost and distracted. urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:poun_amour:4169 2005-06-02T06:32:36Z 2008-09-18T05:02:49Z I am taking off to Mae Sot finally, tomorrow. <br /><br />(I think I am truly able to say good-bye to you.)<br /><br />Photos and words will be here until August. urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:poun_amour:4015 2004-11-05T06:47:31Z 2004-11-05T06:47:31Z over here: <a href="http://www.violenceintherural.org">http://www.violenceintherural.org</a> urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:poun_amour:3228 2004-03-03T15:23:11Z 2004-08-27T01:03:56Z (I do miss the Center for the Humanities). <br /><br />I do miss too much when I am here. Tokyo was everything I wanted. urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:poun_amour:555 2003-11-06T06:01:39Z 2003-11-06T06:01:39Z Everyone in this city now knows how obsessive I can become.