Tuesday, February 26, 2008

not in a million years would i have thought that the "given" will show up in this way. that glimpse was all that i was looking for. my breath was taken away for a moment, blood starts to flow in directions akin to those of children's running around a nursery during playtime, goose bumps started to give birth to new goose bumps, however impossible that may be.

a given to what i know is something in life that will supersede every notion of knowledge which to some "a higher order" of things, a profound experience beyond dualism shown to oneself at the right of time, at the right of space and the right of mind, body and soul. now i might be wrong, but what I've felt was so overwhelming it was too surreal to be untrue. it was so true, i didn't even want it to be touch by labels and meanings. even truth can't be put into it.

it was a very nice feeling and i must thank you so much.

Monday, February 25, 2008

form and essence are two very different things. one is something that can be touch, seen and smell whereas the other is the creator on the meanings to what you touch, see and smell. essence is that spark in your engine that ignites the form which is obviously the car.

now money is a form. there's two kind of essence that will come into play here. why do i need money and who am i after i get the money. but without money, how? can you still get the things that you want to get? money is not evil, man who wants money as a shortcut to everything else is! but remember the equation is not that man is evil. so please don't think otherwise.

love is not totally a form but it is evident to most the symbols of love. and most people, they are not in love with the person but they are in love with the symbols. the essence of love is very important and in human nature we have the need to explain in detail what everything means. but the essence of love can't be explain. how to balance on a bike can't be explain, how to float on water can't be explain, how to do a 780 degrees kick flip on a skateboard can't be explain. love is an experience, it's a process of being with one another. it IS developing, mutating, morphing and the bliss of deep love for one another. if "days of our lives" has an episode on deep love. not only the viewers but the actors themselves will fall asleep!

happiness. form? the things that you always wanted. but funny how that kind of happiness won't last. so whats happiness? think about it. obviously everyone has been in the presence of happiness be it externally or internally. so imagine that sensation. you're so happy that when a bulldozer crush your leg you feel like hugging the driver. well happiness is something that puts a smile in your face, if you want it than don't complain to me that your mouth starts to cramp. so whats the essence of happiness. what is that? how to be happy forever? till eternity and infinity. well ask love. though you might not grasp the answer. cause u need to explain too much.

look at your essence my friends. though you may have form in abundance, an empty shell worth nothing, it's weight in heaven.

Sunday, February 24, 2008

things are the same nothing much has change, well things has happen but not to what my ultimate want is. which is obviously to get married, have kids, a girl name oi and a boy name eh, have a decent roof to stay under,nestum for breakfast, one plain prata for lunch and two cheese prata for dinner plus the occasional supper.

"what nonsence" dizzy exclaim.

enough about what i want. but what do you want? really i want to know. please tell me. call me at 1800-I-Want-Something, if you want the following of course?

-Money for security, enough to make you many enemies which than maybe you'll end up insecure yourself. eeeee money is so evil lor.

-Fame for attention, enough to make your every movement and uncall for emotions a great topic for the masses? you'll probably wish you were in a deserted island by now, away from all that crap or maybe someone is watching you taking that crap?

-happiness for that fuzzy feeling of aliveness, so happy that you forget about others? for happiness is a comfort zone that you refuse to leave behind thinking that what's out of that is ultimate sadness and you might meet alot of nay sayers on what is there to be happy about and you too will probably end up frustrated. so frustrated that you end up happily frustrated. wow what a trap.

-how about ermm. oh this is a good want. Love!!!! WOOOOO sensitive topic!!! anyway love for that companionship, for that guy or girl to buy you this certain gift which you'll ultimately be pleasently surprise and which you'll ultimately throw away after your dog have a go at it or something like that. love for that sobbing times when you need a shoulder to dump your mucus on, which inevetibly you'll might end up weaker than before for shoulders are sometimes busy and they need to work to buy food for their kids. don't know where to go to dump your mucus on? how about giving me a call? i'll tell you..and don't worry it's on the house.

now your wants might all look very nice and all that. but do you really know what you want. wants is like an item you wanna buy in a grocery shop and if you look at it like a grocery than you'll know what i mean. cause if you look at it otherwise, you might end up like most kids out there. depress for not getting what they want, and what they didnt realise was that they didnt know what they want in the first place. take for example a conversation between ali murray and paul mohan:

A.M: hey you lagging lah dude
P.M: fuck you why sial?
A.M: don't you know it's damn cool can to be seen eating an APPLE(ipod)in the streets nowadays?
P.M: oh thats why i see you with an apple everyday, where can i get it? expensive or not?
A.M: (points at the nearest grocery store) $200 bucks
P.M: WHAT!
A.M: (points at the nearest grocery store again) if you can get it by this week it might be cheaper.

*at home

P.M: I want an apple
Money supplier name MOM: okay how much
P.M: 200 can
MSN, MOM: can

*at the grocery shop

P.M: one apple please
+: 200 bucks please
P.M: nah give you
+: thanks

*with AM at town

P.M: (munching an apple)
A.M: (munching an apple)
A.M and P.M: (we are so cool)

a group of cool kids walks pass with a pear (dkny comb)

P.M: lets get that (while throwing a half eaten apple to the ground)
A.M: lets

it's like grocery. you get something and if it's not what you want than don't be sad. look for it again. if you have to walk half of this world than do so. life is the experience it gives, the bi-product is not important. life is. don't you get it?

Wednesday, February 13, 2008

this guy is pure entertainment

Tuesday, February 12, 2008

let me tell you a story. once told by a conscious man.

a war broke out between two cities in a holy state. the antagonist city demand that revenge is the only tool to make things right. to uphold it's value they decided to go to war with the neighbouring city.

the neigbouring city has certain values and principles that they had a need to uphold to. for generations they had never back down a challenge of a mass duel. so they accepted the antagonist call for war.

both cities met on a rice field. both equally numbered. chanting verses aloud, claiming supremecy. with swords at hand they charge. 1000 vs 1000. clashing in about 55 seconds.

a group of monks suddenly appear between them. they walk slowly, palm facing palm of their own. their heads bow down. very peacefully they walk. in between chaos. they exude order and peace. without a word or exxagerated movement they showed. a symbol of truth.

the war ended. 55 seconds did not happen. the two cities retreated. the antogonist city realise that TRUTH has no room for vengence whereas the neighbouring city, that although they had never back down a challenge realise that for generations that had fight againts their own cause. and because they always accepted a mass duel from others it in turn bacame, and they conclude, that they had accepted in upholding someone elses cause. the truth was forgotten than.

so where is truth?

it's not in peace or war
it's not in chaos or order
it's not in love or hate
it's not in fighting or hiding
it's not in replying or not replying
it's not in you or me

so where is it?

truth is our existence
truth is in living
truth is about growing
truth is in the is-ness of everything
truth is in the is-ness of nothing
truth is in truth

be in the moment and you can see it

Thursday, February 7, 2008

my balls are itchy

i am sleepy

just recover from stomach flu (again)

steve lawler at zouk tonight

above and beyond tomorrow at zouk

i need to stop saying that life is miserable
(money makes life miserable)

my bar manager gave me a $6 hang bao yesterday

kathi wants to be an engineer

mez wants to kill people

song is on a shopping spree

nadiah is waiting in anticipation for her developement in education

i ate my room mates koko crunch

i haven't seen my ma and paps in about 3 months

dubai thing is probably off for the mean time

gudang garam makes me sick

i need to go catch a movie

i think febuary is the time when i have my period

i need to buy more towels

my eye brow is bleeding because of my peircing

i need to buy toothpaste

usa is going into recession

the world's stock market is tumbling

and finally, i am sick and tired of being sick and tired and i feel like having some swedish meatballs

Tuesday, February 5, 2008

just had supper at bedok south with kathi and mez. the official score now is like bedok south 1, bendemeer 3 and moet chandon lounge 39.5.

anyway mez gave a little feedback that i've been blogging to much about brother
Japanese which i than told him that it's not that i'm advertising brother J's incapabilities, it's just that he is a great example of bad leadership. so after i said that i started thinking. why this obsession with the bad and the good of leadership?

than i started to get piss. that's the think about me, when i go deep in thought, i'll automatically start rationalizing, contemplating, pondering and repeating the cycles with pictures painted in still like motion. it than starts to get real than in a few seconds from words that passes through my ears which is than filter through my mind it suddenly becomes a movie in my head.

so instead of telling what i'm thinking about, i'm actually telling what i'm seeing.

now leadership to me is a very sacred thing. if you call yourself a leader you better be a leader. what got me piss is that at this era, or in my world to say the least, there's so many lacks in the quality of leadership that i see. i dare say that i'm not an expert on what makes a good leader but c'mon, responsibility, ownership, sincerity and love is what gets the people's vote.

why i need to raise the importance of good leadership is simple really. if you are a leader of man and you don't have the right qualities and still wanting to be in the position of power than may i, as the voice of the people, label you a murderer of mind?
have you have no idea that you are making us suffer without knowing it?
now the sentence; "without knowing it", is just fucking irresponsible and down-right stupid.

to those who are in the position of power, it is easy to scream at your people thinking it's discipline but you end up hurting them so badly that they create labels for themselves thinking that they are useless or otherwise. just because you had a bad day doesn't mean everyone else have to get it as well.

i'm saying all this not only in my line of work but also in parenting as well. i guess the real reason why i pay such paticular attention to leadership may be cause by the way i was brought up by my mom and dad. i saw the worse and the best in parenting from the both of them and if the balance was off just by a millimetre i might end up either in jail for killing someone or end up being a village idiot.

at the end i turn up to be a person who is capable of killing anyone who gives up on village idiots for the wrong reasons. don't give up on them. nurture them, love them but if they betray you or worse when they betray themself. than only will i one day allow myself to destroy them. not even an inch will i leave for the vultures of death.

if you were to read the last sentence over and over again like a mantra you might think that i'm no different than a bad leader. for who am i to make right on something as subjective as judgement? but i didn't say i was a leader, i was merely making my opinion in written words and to those who knows me in spoken words. cause i'm not a leader. i'm the people's bartender a bi-product of a hopeful revolution.