Madman Diary

Earthling...I come in peace...so bring me to your leader or I'll destroy earth~

Someone said: ignorant is happiness
Someone said: happiness is ignorant
Someone said: greater happiness gain from suffering
Someone said: suffering is happiness
Someone said: avoid trouble and be joy and merry... that is happiness
Someone said: ada trouble ada happiness
Someone said: becoming a millionaire = happiness
Someone said: happy family = happiness
Someone said: boyfriend/girlfriend = happiness
Someone said: boyfriends/girlfriends = happiness
Someone said: husband/wife = happiness
Someone said: husbands/wives = happiness
Someone said: husband & wives = happiness
Someone said: husbands & wife = happiness
Someone said: husbands & wives = happiness
Someone said: ......

Whenever we talked about happiness, most of the time we are talking about our life, or our life purposes, or why are we here? or where are we going?

"Live your life to the fullest~!"

I wondered those people who boldly said such bold line:"Live your life to the fullest" really know what it really meant... maybe everyone of them had either copy it from soap opera or from some "ever repeating words of encouragement" motivational books which more than 70% of such publications produced/back up by multilevel marketing organizations.

 

(Of course, I'm one of those bozo that don't have much clues what does such line really mean but for sure I have use such line to encourage my friends... strange enough, such words seems to be have some healing power that even though the hearers might not have any clue whatever it mean, it give them hope. Perhaps it is another type of superstitious?)

Lets go back to the origin of life... my "origin" of life la this time... am I using the right English? Or so called the historical events of my views towards life goal:

0-5 years old    : sleep, eat, play, sayang by parents, no school please
6-12 years old  : play and no school
12-18 years     : Who wanna become a millionaire? me!, Michael Jordan wanna-be;
                        "Love, love... where is my love?"
18-current age : "Love, love... where is my love?"

Guess the above time line is easier to summarize the transition of my life goal throughout my age. Currently, it is obvious my purpose on earth is seeking for love. Who don't anyway? (Of course, rare exception for those sami (monk), or those gurus that had their sense of desire removed somehow.)

"Love, love... where is my love?" May I have all the attention of the earthling please, will the real earth leader/authority please stand up? take me to him/her so that I may have my question answered? Or else I will have your earth destroy~!

"Love, love... where is my love?" Does this alien know what he is seeking? Can love be found when he is willing to destroy for the sake of it? i think the answer is quite obvious.

Take a deep breathe... relax our mind... look at the stars above... they have been silently blinking for the whole universe throughout the ages...

Loosen up the fist... open the heart and mind... the perhaps this alien will discover that strangely enough... he too blinking like the stars... bringing hope, warmth, and love to those around him.

Understanding his life purposes on this earth now... the alien can no longer threatening to destroy life or the earth. Now, under the starry starry night... the alien sleep comfortably as the darkness of the sky cover him like a blanket... sleep with the heart that full of love as the stars above telling/forming many illustrative bed time stories to accompany him to sleep...

Are you restless tonight my friend? Tension? Or maybe even want to destroy the earth? Don't worry... there is an alien or many aliens that are the stars wannabe... hoping to become the stars of the night...  to accompany you... to live your/my/our life to the fullest...to shine for the universe... to the people around us... throughout the ages...

Earthling... I come with love... lets love one another...

2:19am earth (Blue planet/3rd rock, Malaysia time)
24th March 08 (After Easter)

Happy Valentine~

Dear friends:

 

Love is in de Air~

Can’t you smell it?

Can’t you see it?

Can’t you feel it?

 

Love is not in the air… it is the air~

When you breathe in, you inhale love,

And whatever you exhale…those are the expression of love~

 

Did you smell the aroma of roses before?

The aroma itself is not love, love is the aroma~

Be it the smell fro the paradise, or be it the odor from the sweaty jersey…

As long as it is from our love one, sorry my dear durian, you only came in the second place behind it.

 

Have you been standing at the edge of the world witnessing the sunrise?

The sun loses its brightness comparing to the sight of your love one turn and smile at you.

When he/she staring at you eyes to eyes, you fall from the edge of the cliff…into his/her world… he/she is your sunshine.

 

Love is feeling, feeling love

You may not heard about John Lennon before, you may not be born in the era of hippies… but it is not difficult for you to understand the above statement.

Thirsty or hungry? Try love

Tired or unmotivated? Try love

Inject yourself with the elixir of love and the excitement and pleasure is better than around the world in 80 days.

 

Who is love?

What is love?

When is love?

Where is love?

Why there is no love?

How love can be found?

 

When a boy talk to a girl… “Hey girl, be careful, he got an eyes to you…”

When a girl talk to a boy… “Hey boy, watch out, I think she like you…”

When boy & boy/girl & girl talk… “Hey boy/girl, beware… I think he/she is a you know what lah~”

 

Or

 

Why is he talking to me? Don’t tell me that he/she…

 

Where is the love? The love of friendship is what I meant here… pure friendship do exist, right?

 

Just as I thought I’m frustrating enough because of my single hood… having a person doubting my intention to befriended him/her is even more exhausting…

“Hey, you are XXX right? You are studying in this college too?”

“Yup…”

“What courses are you studying now?”

“…”

“Maybe we can …”

“Excuse me, I’m not that “friend” with you…”

“…”

 

The above scenario happened when I first started my freshman year in college. Similar scenario happened throughout the years till the present.

 

“Maybe you are happened to “like” one of them, then they didn’t misunderstand you lo?”

 

That might be true, who knows deep inside my mind perhaps I was initiating a great evil plan of how to woo that person “subconsciously”, or maybe… maybe I was such a damn fantastic spin doctor that I was even able to convince myself that the only objective of me befriended a girl is to become friend and nothing more (while the truth is the opposite?).

 

But for now, allow me to take a deep breath and step out of this mess. I’ll try not to think too much about it. Not to worry too much about it. Convince myself not to rush into relationship. Chanting: “30 years old is just the beginning of man ” 3 times a day (ha ha, my female friends, the following saying is rather cruel towards your “species”). By doing this, maybe I can delay my head from becoming botak (bald) by reducing my daily life pressure.

 

Love is in de Air~

Can’t you smell it?

Can’t you see it?

Can’t you feel it?

 

Just wanna apply this love in pure friendship way for now.

Yes, I hope that our friendship is like caffeine, an addictive kind that the more we are able to yum cha the better it is…

Yes, I hope that our friendship is positively shining like the rising sun.

No, regardless of our friendship (including best pal), your sweaty jersey/T-shirt remains stink.

 

Friendship forever, Cheers~!

 

 

From your Valentine~

I’m the enlighten one,
My faith is correct,
My belief is true,
My people are the chosen one,
My mentors are the anointed one,
My disciples are the devoted one.

You are the seeker of truth,
Whom purpose is great but the faith is incomplete,
Your truth is only impartial – like the 4 blind men touching the elephant,
Your groups are like those men in the myth of the cave, talking to shadows…
Your mentors are kind but truly they are being mislead…
But don’t blame them as they are like you, devoted truth seeker… within the cave.

That is how each different religions looking at each other’s (and towards philosophers), they might proclaim such perspectives in the publics or silently shout it out loud in their heart… nevertheless they will pass on such perspective to the next generations.

Lo~ and behold!
If Buddha met Jesus, he would have known the truth~
Lo~ and behold!
If Jesus met Buddha, He would have been a Buddhist~
Lo~ and behold!
The Bible is the God’s one and only revelation, nothing else~
Lo~ and behold!
The Quran is the only uncorrupted revelation of God, nothing else~

Lo~ and behold!
Multitudes of people enjoying a great show~
The warrior of faith – fly like a butterfly, sting likes a bee~
Give him an elbow, a left punch, and bring on the steel chair~!
Slaps in his face, a German duplex, and don’t forget the choke slam~!
Now we know where did the WF/WWE learnt their tricks from… from the religious group~

And the professional wrestling cooperation had yet to master their skill…

Burning at stake and with hunting in the name of God,
Suicide bombing in the name of God,
Christians and Catholics killing each other, in the name of God,
“Brothers” killing each other during the Crusade/Jihad,
To “liberate” the Asian from the Western imperialism, according to the way of Buddha,

Throughout the ages religions rule,
But it’s really nothing but superstitious,
Yes, yes it’s true that every religion intent to teach the way of life,
But like what Heinrich Heine said,
In dark ages people are best guided by religion,
As in a pitch-black night a blind man is the best guide;
He knows the roads and paths better than a man who can see.
When daylight comes, however,
It is foolish to use blind old man as guides.

An unexamined life is not worth living… nope that is not how non-believers think about religious group as only few of them even examined their own life. The above is the mindset of philosophers that are irritated by the religious fanatics “kindred” spirit.

Jay Chou Rules,
Brad Pitt is the man,
Christina Anguilera is hot,
Hong Kong Drama is the spiritual food,
Japanese foods are the best.
Love is feeling,
Feeling is love… when the feeling wore off, that is when the love dies too~
The neon lights drawing out their vision,
Nirvana achieved when liquor pumping up their vein,
Living a utopian life… Oops, not here but in Second life (an online game)

Hmmm, perhaps that is how both philosophers and religious group look at them.

Religions are good generally…
Philosophy? Boleh makan ke? (Is it some kind of food?)
Nah, nothing but superstitious…
Philosophy = love of wisdom…?
I’m a freethinker… (No-thinker to be precise)
Don’t know…
Why so serious? Let’s go karaoke instead!

Err, that is how some group of people thinks of religion or philosophy.

*The above crap is inspired and written after reading ‘god is not GREAT’ by Christopher Hitchens.

Here a song by Black Eyed Peas which I think is quite revevant to this topic:

What's wrong with the world mama?
People living like aint got no mamas
I think the whole worlds addicted to the drama
Only attracted to the things that bring you trauma
Overseas yeah we tryin to stop terrorism
But we still got terrorists here livin
In the USA the big CIA the Bloodz and the Crips and the KKK
But if you only have love for your own race
Then you only leave space to discriminate
And to discriminate only generates hate
And if you hatin you're bound to get irate
Yeah madness is what you demonstrate
And that's exactly how anger works and operates
You gotta have love just to set it straight
Take control of your mind and meditate
Let your soul gravitate to the love y'all

People killing people dying
Children hurtin you hear them crying
Can you practice what you preach
Would you turn the other cheek?
Father Father Father help us
Send some guidance from above
Cause people got me got me questioning
Where is the love?(where is the lovex3)(the love2x)

It just ain't the same all ways have changed
New days are strange is the world the insane?
If love and peace so strong
Why are there pieces of love that don't belong
Nations dropping bombs
Chemical gases filling lungs of little ones
With ongoing suffering
As the youth die young
So ask yourself is the loving really strong?
So I can ask myself really what is going wrong
With this world that we living in
People keep on giving in
Makin wrong decisions
Only visions of them livin and
Not respecting each other
Deny thy brother
The wars' going on but the reasons' undercover
The truth is kept secret
Swept under the rug
If you never know truth
Then you never know love
Where's the love y'all?(I don't know)
Where's the truth y'all?(I don't know)
Where's the love y'all?

People killing people dying
Children hurtin you hear them crying
Can practice what you preach
Would you turn the other cheek?
Father father father help us
Send some guidance from above
Cause people got me got me questioning
Where is the love?(where is the lovex3)(the lovex2)

I feel the weight of the world on my shoulder
As I'm getting older y'all people get colder
Most of us only care about money makin
Selfishness got us followin the wrong direction
Wrong information always shown by the media
Negative images is the main criteria
Infecting their young minds faster than bacteria
Kids wanna act like what the see in the cinema
Whatever happened to the values of humanity
Whatever happened to the fairness and equality
Instead of spreading love, we're spreading anomosity
Lack of understanding, leading us away from unity
That's the reason why sometimes I'm feeling under
That's the reason why sometimes I'm feeling down
It's no wonder why sometimes I'm feeling under
I gotta keep my faith alive, until love is found

People killing people dying
Children hurtin you hear them crying
Can you practice what you preach
Would you turn the other cheek?
Father Father Father help us
Send some guidance from above
Cause people got me got me questioning
Where is the love?

Starry Starry Night

Starry starry night, silently watching us under the dark sky;  under their watchful eyes, pedestrian walking through the valley of darkness feeling safe...

Starry starry night, the source of the light (the stars) might have been long time dead a few million light years ago before its light reach the earth; many innocent life wasted/killed under the daylight...let along during the starry starry night.

Starry starry night, under the same old sky of few thousand years ago people looking for purpose in life in religion, or philosophy, or any means to achieve summum bonum (greatest goods). few thousand years later, the pursue for highest good still however sometimes achieved by committing bloody soaked crime as the pillars of their belief.

Starry starry night, under the heavily polluted smokey sky, tonnes of toxic waste dump into nature; gallons of wine drunkard the young and the old one; bunch of 'holy' man condemned the sinner... many were slayed by sword, or drown in sea or river, or burn at stake, or even crucified, or its someone/country being attacked/bombed.... done in the name of God.

Starry starry night, in the days where human eyes having difficulties differentiate between the stars and the satellites. In the eyes of the no-nonsense scientists, the faithful devoted creationist are as clowning while clumsily dropping the logics and reasons all over the place while trying to juggle them.

Starry starry night, the cruel world might painted the night sky with blood and decorated it with skulls...there is still some scent of love in the air, the truth still continue to rain unto earth, hope still continue to sprang from the dirt. Many will continue to complain, or to mumble/rumble, or to criticize; there still some odd people like the stars, selflessly light the world through sacrificial love...

Yes, it's pointless to make a wish upon the star as the stars might have already long time dead million of light years ago. But everyone should at least ponder upon about the possibilities of one's love like the light of the star, able to reach/touch the heart even if the deeds is done million of light years ago...silently but shining, burning but not condemning, self-sacrificing but it's effect is far reaching, illogical thus make it wonderful...

Twinkle Twinkle Little Star

Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
How I wonder what you are.
Up above the world so high,
Like a diamond in the sky.
Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
How I wonder what you are!

When the blazing sun is gone,
When he nothing shines upon,
Then you show your little light,
Twinkle, twinkle, all the night.
Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
How I wonder what you are!

Then the traveler in the dark
Thanks you for your tiny spark;
He could not see which way to go,
If you did not twinkle so.
Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
How I wonder what you are!

In the dark blue sky you keep,
While you thro' my window peep,
And you never shut your eye,
Till the sun is in the sky,
Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
How I wonder what you are!

Crap

An individual, has
a few close friends,
some colleagues and friends (normal),
hundreds of "not so familiar" friends,
met about thousands of faces in year,
heard about millions of voices in years.

In years, countless of "gospel" spreading throughout the world.
In year, million of people persuading their dream,
only thousands of them succeed,
hundreds of them died trying,
few of them actually go nuts.

Day passed as the sun and the moon take their shift,
week arrived as Sunday is time to go to church,
months comes with a vengeance as bill reaching our doorstep,
another year gone as we are wondering what we have done.
Reminder of a date with the reaper will be soon as winds of decade tickle our mind.
Perhaps our legacy will benefit the next generation while our body nurture the nature after centuries.

2 days come to an end while still wandering at Port Dickson.
A day plus really been spent for wandering and waiting...
Few hours of real work for the project,
few minutes of caffeine addiction moment.
While my heart continue to "beeb" every seconds,
as I'm about to finish this crap in any seconds.

Full stop. Finish...(Still writing)
And look back at this crap of mine...
The creativity
The Sarcasms
The Observation
The Examination (self)
The discrimination
The vision
The nonsense
...... within this crap...actually...
generated by emptiness...
coated with vanity...
and finally end with the accompany of loneliness...

(Finally able to go to sleep as this crap written, a sense of great achievement are felt instantly as another monumental self-pity  work is done)

PNB ILHAM RESORT
1.25 a.m.
04/09/2007

Gathering of the people of the Great One

Lifting one hand as it were touching the heaven’s door

Eyes were shut to distance oneself to the outside world

Repetition of chanting touch the like minded swim into their inner thought

Some kneel as the presence of the great power weaken their knees

Tongues started to dance marking the revelation of the great one

Countless songs dedicated to the great one were sung

People of the great one dance swiftly, some slow

For hours the gathering of the people of the great one were there

For days they loyally waiting for the sign from the great one

They waited and waited…

For days they have waited for the sign from the great one

As time flies…

Lifted hand were swinging rapidly as it knocking the heaven’s door

Eyes were sealed as to shield one self from the evil one

Furious chanting grabbing those around into the abyss of thought

Presence of the great one increase the gravity force that some head touch the floor while they are kneeling

Attacking the air as if they were invisible evil that is what the tongues were doing

Tones of volumes of songs were spilled as to calling the great one to respond

Faithfully yet shaken

Patient yet nervous

Hopeful yet doubtful

Sincere yet furious

Such is the emotions surrounding the gathering as the time started ticking

1…2…3…4…5…

More and more people gather up

5…4…3…2…1…

People left as the sand cover the grave

The people of the great one fell silent

The sign become false hope

The prophecy become lies

The gathering become a joke

 

But none was laughing…

 

Even the sarcastic one tried but he couldn’t…

Matthew 6:33

How multitudes of Christians perceived Matthew 6:33:

 

Matthew 6:33 “But seek ye first the

kingdom

of

God

, and his righteousness; and all these things shall be added unto you.”

 

“Seek ye first the

kingdom

of

God

, and his righteousness; and all these things shall be added unto you.”

 

“First the kingdom of God, and his righteousness; and all these things shall be added unto you.”

 

“The

kingdom

of

God

, and his righteousness; and all these things shall be added unto you.”

 

“And all these things shall be added unto you, if you first seek the

kingdom

of

God

, and his righteousness;”

 

“All these things shall be added unto you if you seek the

kingdom

of

God

.”

 

“By seeking the

kingdom

of

God

, Love, money, career, fame and many more are your rewards…”

 

“Love, money, career, fame and many more you can get if you seek the

kingdom

of

God

”

 

“Want to secure Love, money, career, fame and many more in your life? Seeking the

kingdom

of

God

… that is the condition.”

 

“Seeking the

kingdom

of

God

is the passport/ticket to love, money, career, fame and many more in your life.”

 

“

Kingdom

of

God

is a beautiful place where you have love, money, career, fame and many more in your life.”

 

“Believe in God, and God will bless you with prosperity, love, fame and promotion!”

 

“God…is the god of love, money, career, fame and many more in your life.”

 

“God is better than genie, believe in him and He will grant you more than 3 wishes”

 

“The one who can grant me wishes to secure love, money, career, fame and many more in your life is the real God”

 

“I’m the only one who can secure all these needs… there is no God”

 

“I’m the only one who can secure all these needs…I’m the God”

Merry Christmas & a Happy New Year

As the John Lennon sang:

“Another year over,

A new one just begun...”

As year 2006 became history,

New hope, new resolution, new goal are sets

Not to mention the must attend New Year eve party.

People crowding the hotspot witnessing the countdown,

Few looking back and examine their life,

Few looking forward to make a change in the future,

Few really think much,

Few really care... except the countdown, the atmosphere of the crowd,

The music that shaking everyone's heads off,

The alcohol the stirring up the mind, the touch/hugging/kissing from the love that is both real to the flesh while comforting the mind.

And perhaps few don't know what to think of but hoping something better will appear in their life…new hope, or new resolution, or new goal, new job or a new partner...

As the rooster crow during the first light in the morning,

The crowds cheer as the time is ticking.

But the crow mark another new day is coming,

The cheering unfortunately is mostly made for the sake of shouting (for fun?)

Happy New Year! Happy New Year!

Lucky for everyone, thanks to the holid... they only need to suffer the “Tuesday Blue”

Happy New Year! Happy New Year!

People complain are about the same: job dissatisfaction, relationship problem, money not enough, everything is not okay.

People starting the same routine again as they read the daily news:

“Which movie stars is having affair now? Which singer appears naked in their concert?

How many people die in the accident?

How many being robbed off of their possession or even their life?

Which politicians starting to weave another lie?

Why people raging war with each other?”

Laughing, or entertained, or sympathy, or hatred, or confused, or even some might shed their tea... but that come to an end when the final page of the newspaper flipped.

Back to reality, it's time for us to cause others to Laugh/entertained/hatred/confused/cry...

Of course, that is inclusive of raging war against the enemies in your workplace.

As the biologist explain the how the organisms find their ideal partner to produce the better offspring/next generation.

Few can really explain why on the contrary, human kinds are becoming worsened throughout the generations.

People like to point fingers unto other while not able to take criticism themselves.

People like compliment as though their every move/action are worth to be nominated them a series of Nobel prizes.

We like everything that is spicy and nice but don't dare to work for them.

Nowadays our hairstyles come in variety with the selection of color for display,

Clothing that promise to bring the best out of us...

Best resume that we can download online that guaranteed grabbing the attention of the our future employer,

Fantastic assignment from the anonymous sources which by hope or by crook might help the students passed their grade.

(Note: Good plagiarism required efforts too! Don't just copy and paste the entire article! Remove the link (online) and edit the font! And last but not least, are you sure your English proficiency level is as good as the original sources? Sigh, nowadays people don't even have the right attitude to plagiarized a work/college assignment.)

Except all of these, by looking the way the new generation behave, one had to wonder the authenticity of Charles Darwin's theory of evolution.

While I was only started another of my sarcasms and complaining towards everything in this year just like everyone else, here I would like to dedicated this song to all my friends/enemies…By John Lennon:

So this is Christmas
And what have you done
Another year over
And a new one just begun
And so this is Christmas
I hope you have fun
The near and the dear one
The old and the young

A very merry Christmas
And a happy New Year
Let's hope it's a good one
Without any fear
And so this is Christmas
For weak and for strong
For rich and the poor ones
The world is so wrong
And so happy Christmas
For black and for white
For yellow and red ones
Let's stop all the fight
A very merry Christmas
And a happy New Year
Let's hope it's a good one
Without any fear
And so this is Christmas
And what have we done
Another year over
And a new one just begun
And so this is Christmas
I hope you have fun
The near and the dear one
The old and the young
A very merry Christmas
And a happy New Year
Let's hope it's a good one
Without any fear
War is over
If you want it
War is over
Now...

Madmen in The Mad Institution

Just as the madmen preparing to launch his "kamikaze" tactics to actualize his business plan, an unexpected twist (but yet desirable result) turn up as he received an sms someday sometime while doing something: he have been offered to become a part time educator at the tertiary education!

So there he is "educating" the young students at the institution ("I'm still young too!" the madmen said)

The young one starring at the madmen as he is a clown, and panic as they were listening to different tounge (language). But maybe the latter part is true as the madmen using English to communicate with the "Chinamen" in class.

Some students try to listen, some just being honest yawning just right in front of the madmen. And some trying to communicate with their own shadow or applying lipstick unto the their own shadow... hoping it can make themselves better.

Second week arrived in his teaching career and the madmen discovered that the institution or the students themselves are "madder" than him...a young lad have commit suicide!

The reason that made him take such a step? love? peer pressure? family? academic performance?

"HAhahahaha......" the friends of the madmen laugh as they heard this news, "it must be your fault lah! He must be cannot stand your teaching even for a day! Hahahaha......"

The madmen tyring to laugh at that......

But later ponder more about it......

Madman having a mad (bad) time....

Last month seems to be a really ambitious month, the madman idealistically anounced to the world (actually just my netwok of friends) that he is gonna quit his job, rent a room to have his own private workplace, and start his own business... and he is doing it this month.

Back to reality where the madman notice that the world is much more crazier and uncertain that he thought... the savings he thought can help him to survive a few months are not enough to alive for a month! sigh...but still able to spare a few ringgit to yum cha with my friends though...sigh~

So many things to do...so little time...many things have happend in this month so as the result of these, many things that he have planned had to be delay.

But fortunately as he is called the 'madman', therefore despite the "red alert" of his financial status..he continue to "mad" on his journey as he has planned, delayed better than none.

May the madman's plan are in pleasant of the God's eye.

Madman's anouncement of a Mad idea

Ladies and Gentleman, Tuan Tuan dan Puan Puan, rakan rakan sekalian, the Madman would like to take this opportunity to announce to every unfortunate soul that viewing this blog....that I'm gonna quit my current job as a fundraiser in May, and become an entrepreneur soon!

Yup, I'm one of the fella that somebody claimed to be crazy for not finding a proper job. One of those people that always like to daydream... one of those people that will tend to fail their business 60-70% for the first year, or then will fail 80-90% for the next five year.

for now, I'm still doing the research and hoping can finish the business plan before June. One of the many objective to announce this is because I want to attracted unwanted attention as to create unplesant prejudice to form some level of pressure to push me to move on to make this business idea of mine into a success

Lets hope the I'm doing it for the goods of everyone instead of creating wealth for my own. Lets hope it can glorify God instead of fulfilling my own desire of achieving something.

By the way, since I'm gonna quit my job at May...that also means I got plenty of time to lepak with my yum cha kaki liao! :)

Caveman aka. Madman Nowaday's Life

After a long unemployment that last for almost 5 months, finally I got myself a job! A job that many people will tend to avoid, I might have myself a good laugh if I found any of my friends went to such job interview...and now her I am, doing it now, geeez, I'm such a weirdo, an I? haha~

Volunteer...Salesman...Conman...such job create a variety of perception among many people including my family and friends, I think i'm abit of eveything except the thrird one. in case you are curious, I'm now a fundraiser on behalf of WWF (World Wide Fund of Nature, Malaysia).

From Kindergarden to primary school, from secondary school to college, and now dwelling in the workforce have really allow me to experience many changes, especially friendship. When I was about 12 years old, I thought that friendship is neverchanging and eternal, but now, not only the friendship is fragile, there are even an unwanted rumors happend between me and a friend that I have rarely encounter! Pen (word) are mightier than sword? True indeed.

Anyway, fortunate enough there is still some yum cha kaki (friends) available, we don't really commit much towards each other life, but perhaps that is the reason we still able to keep in touch with each other...as less communication means less conflict.

Am I a pessimist person and thinking too much? mentally yes, but not in action. But only those who really know me well will understand what kind of person I am. any friends who thought of knowing me well should know that I'm a complicated, double personality, liberal minded, sarcastic, business minded (creative), and a fella that thought he think like a philosopher...haha~ But above all, a person who tend to put God as first priority...can't said a successful one, but nevertheless I'll keep on trying.

A million thanks to those friends who have enough patient to befriend me, and some condolence to those friends gonna be (hehe), May God blessing shower us with blessing like the nice hot bathing shower water, lets sing our heart out while showering during bath time~ Cheers!

The Sound of Silence by Simon & Garfunkel

Recently some news and issue either internationally or those around me... those things have really drowned my mind completely as though I'm trying to express it here but I couldn't (at least not now).

Suddenly I think of this song sung by Simon and Garfunkel, which in some way echoed the feeling within my heart, hope this meaningful song can enlighten all of you in some way:

The Sound of Silence

Hello darkness, my old friend,
I've come to talk with you again,
Because a vision softly creeping,
Left its seeds while I was sleeping,
And the vision that was planted in my brain
Still remains
Within the sound of silence.

In restless dreams I walked alone
Narrow streets of cobblestone,
'Neath the halo of a street lamp,
I turned my collar to the cold and damp
When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light
That split the night
And touched the sound of silence.

And in the naked light I saw
Ten thousand people, maybe more.
People talking without speaking,
People hearing without listening,
People writing songs that voices never share
And no one dare
Disturb the sound of silence.

"Fools" said I, "You do not know
Silence like a cancer grows.
Hear my words that I might teach you,
Take my arms that I might reach you."
But my words like silent raindrops fell,
And echoed
In the wells of silence

And the people bowed and prayed
To the neon god they made.
And the sign flashed out its warning,
In the words that it was forming.
And the sign said, "The words of the prophets
are written on the subway walls
And tenement halls."
And whisper'd in the sounds of silence.

Body of Christ (adaptation from the "Fearfully and wonderfully Made" by Paul Brand & Philip Yancey)

Actually I have read this book a years ago... but just our of a sudden have a urge to recommend it to everyone (whoever that are surfing this blog :)

I like it because if offer alternative point of view towards science, unlike the mainstream that regard their theories as the truth (which for many centuries, many theories had been overthrown and overthrown...again and again)

But one particular point that i really like about this book is where the author relate our body to the body of Christ (Church)...the function of our skin and bones.

Some churches has stumbled many of those whom interested towards the truth because their message is too hard for the people to swallow. True, but hard to swallow.

While some other churches making the same mistake as to stumbled many as their message is merely consisted of "sugar-coated" content that is pleasant to hear by everyone.

The former churches acted as a crab that is using its cold and hard shell (bone) when coming to reach out to people which most of the people will feel repel, while the latter churches "touches" the people with its soft approaches (skin) but failing to enforce it with a strong spiritual foundation (bone). Both went to the extreme when coming to reach out.

How should any churches act? Well, just act as a real body does... we greet people with our nice smooth skin that is full of love, and make it a firm handshake with its bone. Wow, Body of Christ here doesn't meant merely an organization, but a real living body! Not just an organization that consist of living human members... but those who are belong to the Body of Christ, as part of the living cells or tissues of the body! and each have their own distinctive and different role to perform!

Unfortunately, as far as the world is concerned... the Body of Christ seems not perfect... Churches/brothers/sisters attacking each other...the nose argue with the leg, the hand slapping the face, the brain insulting the heart...and the stories continue to go on as each of the part claiming that they themselves is the real Body of Christ.

Don't we understand that each part of the body have their own role to perform...so that the Body of Christ can be perform perfectly? Some part (leg) are essential to step through the dirt and carry others to the destination, some part (hand) are responsible to greet and touches the world, some part (eye) are gifted with vision to see and guide the way, some part (brain) are to coordinate every movement and help to plan things.

How long should the Body of Christ remain cripple before it can even come to reach out to the world effectively?

Angel (those who still wanna maintain their fantasy stop viewing this!)

Angel, the creatures whom almost everyone adores of,

Wearing their pure white robe,

Spreading their strong protective shield of wings,

They are everyone’s desire, everyone’s savior, everyone’s solution…

When man are facing difficulties, lonely, confuse, hopeless, weakening…

Their name will be mentioned: Oh, where is my guardian angel?

But what is the origin of angel?

How much do we know about them?

Is it simply a tool or fantasy to fulfill our own desire?

Just as young girls dreamt of being rescue by the prince charming from their castle of boredom,

Or some fella’s dreams’ of getting rich… by expecting bags of gold dropping from the sky? (blessing from angel?)

Human prefer to called their protector as their angel,

Some people idolized and worshipped angels,

Some Christians think that angels are exist mainly to serve them,

You calling Christians as angels, they might think you calling them slaves.

So, think twice whenever you come across any angels…

Satan was once the most beloved archangel of God,

Now he is the human’s favorite god in this world,

Why? Why he strays away from God one might ask…

Through word the world was made,

And Adam and Eve are made of clay,

Coming alive when God’s spirit enter their nostril,

Then there are creatures other than man that are unique in many ways,

The angels that made of fire instead of clay,

Satan is the head of the angels, and the most beloved angel in God’s eye.

One day, just as every lover will ask their partner to define their love…

God asks Satan and the other angels to bow before man, to both Adam and Eve.

Satan was stunned,

He felt uneasy,

He felt insulted,

He felt ridiculous… The angels, those that are made of the pure essence of elements of fire to worship those who are made of clay (or mud whatever you called them)?

And that is the story how Satan and other angels rebel against God,

And have we (those who claimed to choose the narrow road) acted as Satan and the other rebellious angels?

Not humble enough to serve and bow before the others who have not come to the light?

Or like Satan and his angels, thought that the other are unclean and deserved to be damned?

Judge not, and ye shall not be judge

Learn to serve and love others and lets the judgments in the hands of God, not us.

Now got the clearer pictures of the other side of some angels? So think twice…

Before you adoring them indiscriminately. 

And the most important lessons are… can we act as angels as they suppose to be…to humble one self and let go our ego to serve the others? Can we instead of acting as fire that always instruct others what is right or wrong...become clay... to allow others to step on us?Wow, love hurts isn't it?

(By the way, ever heard of Chinese favorite’s god that is called “God of Prosperity”? The Chinese like him so much despite the true identity of him, that he was once a bad guy in Shang dynasty. “Jie Cai Shen” – welcoming the prosperity god? Think again… you might actually welcoming a bad fella entering your home :P please refer to Chinese well known novel that entitled “Feng Shen Bang” – Gods’ Nomination List.)

Once a Caveman II

The caveman become madman,

As everyone embraces the darkness,

The people continue to enjoying their quality time with their love one,

Shadows which is their own reflection.

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Madman or caveman,

He doesn't care much,

He continue his journey,

As hoping to find another travelers.

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Within the infinite darkness of the cave,

Such a joy as the madman discover,

Rare sights of people wandering...

Stepping over the virgin ground.

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Joy turn to horror as he discovered those travelers...

Setting up fire on those cave dwellers,

who doesn't desire to follow their path,

The light that bring life become a killing tool as the blood moisture the shadows.

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The caveman could only watched and sigh...

As the innocent blood continue to be drew.

Now he started to understand,

Travelers they might be, a life taker instead of light seeker.

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The madman being angered and confused,

Is this light all about?

Eradicate those of the different path?

As the light vanished the shadow?

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The madman come out of the cave,

Crying as he stomping his fist on the plain,

Cursing towards the existence of light,

Bringing miserables to both him and cave dwellers.

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The soft wind gently comforting him,

The light of the stars sparkle above him,

Despite the madman's cursing,

They continue to shine upon him lovingly and caring.

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The madman smile with a relief,

As he think he know now,

What did the light try to said to him,

and How did the light always there in him.

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Gazing one last moment at the sky,

Madman turn back and reentering the cave.

Continue to be rejected by the cave dweller,

Continue to plant light in their heart.

Madman Marching (Adaptation of Lu Xun's novel)

Standing at the edge of cliff,

Posing there for a sniff,

Gazing through the endless boundaries of the unknown land,

The madman decided to march on.

A small step to start a march, a big leap for his future...for better or worse (thank you Armstrong for your great word, and sorry to abuse it here)

Many wanders aimlessly along the way,

Some decided to settle down at the middle of nowhere,

Crazy enough as why he is called a madman, he become the few to march through the dessert, at the direction of the sunrise.

The flies surrounded the madman as they can smell the end of this madman,

Teasing him as to hope the madman fall earlier,

The madman continue to march on,

while the flies continue to tease and laugh at his pointless act.

Just as the worse has not come to its peak... Hyena join in the the bandwagon,

Joyously laughing behind the path of the madman,

Greedily licking the taste left from the his trace,

Though shaken, the mad man journey on.

Soon all hell break loose,

Snakes, scorpions, and other dark creatures are preparing their celebration,

A great feast they expecting, once the madman fall,

Amazingly, the mind of the madman overpower its over-exhausted physical body,

As if the madman will continue to move, even if the skeleton is all it is.

The sun continue to lead the madman to his direction,

Traces of the pioneer giving him hope,

He continue to march, and march... and more and more creatures continue to following him.

Mad about Love

Wandering under the lamp post,

Walking by the track,

Alone, the mad man "lepaking" again... during the midnight in the middle of nowhere...

Embraces by the cold wind,

accompanied of a shadow,

Mad man's heart was warmth by the whispering of the silence, and from the light from the lamp post (if there is any heat).

Humming within self,

Tapping on the ground,

The mad man wonders will his shadow can be humored by his act.

Then the mad man notice there is something in the air,

A couple walking passed him,

Embrace and accompany each other,

Every sign means everything among them,

The silliest act as their sweetest move,

Their whispering making them invisible from almost everything...including from the staring of the mad man.

The train break through the silence and the couple is gone,

The mad man gaze at the few star that rarely appear in this polluted city,

Asking the same question as every other loner always asked,

so that one day they wouldn't need to clown for their own shadow.

Confused with the silence, Mad of being ignored,

Tightening his fist, the rage rushing through every inch of his body, mind, and soul... The mad man demand an answer.

The stars remain still and silence, continue to shine with its dim light as it has always as million years ago.

The eternity of the stars finally calm the mind of the mad man,

He is not alone after all,

Someone did and still loving him as always, as the stars patiently shine its light upon the earth.

So...

The mad man continue his journey,

Wandering under the lamp post,

Walking by the track,

Embrace by the cold wind,

accompanied of a shadow...

Starry, Starry Night...

This is an artwork from another madman, a famous artist who known as Vincent Van Gogh.

All his life he is trying to chasing after his dream, trying to become somebody. He had been worked unsuccessfully as a clerk, as an art salesman, and even as a preacher whereby he was kicked out by his church due to his overzealous act such as giving his own and only cloth to the poor during winter.

Finally he become a painter, a successful one many will assume he will be, but for his entire life he sold only one painting to his own brother...

And one day, he cut his ear, send it to his friend through mail, and to end his tragic life, he shot himself...

Christmas is not about Santa Claus or gift... it is about love. it is about a birth of a boy, that to be crucified on the cross to redeem us from our sin...Because God love us.

Christian or not, the proper way to celebrate this day is not by partying, but to understand the origin of it, and to love one another.

As I have been like Vincent Van Gogh, a madman whom losing hope and being ignore by all I considered dear, but I was saved...thanks to a brother kindness, it is through him, I witnessed the love of God.

The gift that we need to be ever prepare...is to bring love to the others...so that there wouldn't be too many unfortunate one like Vincent Van Gogh, if there is anyone had shown him such love, his life will be bright and sparkle just like one of his painting, the flaming flowers that brightly blaze.

Below is the song sung by Don McLean dedicated to Vincent Van Gogh:

Starry, starry night
Paint your palette blue and gray
Look out on a summer's day
With eyes that know the darkness in my soul
Shadows on the hills
Sketch the trees and the daffodils
Catch the breeze and the winter chills
In colors on the snowy linen land

Now I understand
What you tried to say to me
How you suffered for your sanity
How you tried to set them free
They would not listen they did not know how
Perhaps they'll listen now

Starry, starry night
Flaming flowers that brightly blaze
Swirling clouds in violet haze
Reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue
Colors changing hue
Morning fields of amber grain
Weathered faces lined in pain
Are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand

Now I understand
What you tried to say to me
How you suffered for your sanity
How you tried to set them free
They would not listen they did not know how
Perhaps they'll listen now

For they could not love you
But still your love was true
And when no hope was left inside
On that starry, starry night
You took your life as lovers often do
But I could have told you Vincent
This world was never meant for one as
beautiful as you

Starry, starry night
Portraits hung in empty halls
Frameless heads on nameless walls
With eyes that watch the world and can't forget
Like the strangers that you've met
The ragged men in ragged clothes
The silver thorn of bloody rose
Lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow

Now I think I know
What you tried to say to me
How you suffered for your sanity
How you tried to set them free
They would not listen they're not listening still
Perhaps they never will

Once a Caveman (Adaptation of Plato's Allegory of the Cave)

Once a caveman within the cave,

Chained and prisoned with the other inmates,

Legs, hands, and eyes are only facing one direction,

The opposite side of the source of light.

People chanting without really speaking,

People hearing without really listening,

They talk, they laugh, and they share their sorrow with their shadows,

Without realizing the real person beside them.

Just as the mystery of how life is create,

One’s chain broken miraculously,

Freedom allows him to explore,

Curiosity leads him to the source of light.

The night animal couldn’t stand the bright,

His mind doing the opposite,

The light become brighter, the pains become stronger;

The ground become higher, the truth becomes closer.

Behold such an enormous sight!

Acres of greens, and the miles of blues!

Some invisible force brush through his hair and cloth,

Some transparent energy warms him and makes him smile!

So…this is the truth of this world!

Joyously he went back to share the news,

But return with anything but sigh.

The truth been regards as a joke,

The free mind been treated as a mad one.

Days of struggles clouding his mind,

To embrace the truth alone?

Or to return to the old comforting way as other prisoners?

He tries to think but can’t decide of any.

A beam of light touches his forehead,

A touch of hope lighten his burden,

The answer to his question has been found,

Through the concealed yet revealing signs.

Madman or not, if that is what they calling him.

He will not embrace the truth alone,

But return to the cave with the light within his heart,

So that they will know…

(Some madmen that are continue to roam the world are singing John Lennon’s ‘Imagine’ hoping that those people who called them ‘dreamer’ might join them one day…)

A Wild Thought from a Madman: Supertitious...

Another days has passed as the sun continue to rise and set at the same direction,

The world that we are living are not better if not becoming worse,

The American attack Iraq in God's name...

The Extremist caused death in Allah's name...

and the Chinese are better, gods are their 'tool' to make them rich or fame...

Who is right or wrong?

The Chinese accused those Mat Salleh and Arabians belief as not their ancestor's belief. Anyone who follow these foreign teaching are not 'xiao' (obedient to parents/ancestor), but 'siao' (mad).

The Muslim (or the one who submit to God's will) follow the teaching of their 'Guru' instead really understand the teaching of their own Koran.

The Christian are at its best as various denominations attack each other by claiming other than their own church are heretic!

The truth is:

Prophet Muhammad is a humble servant of God and would be really embarrass by the over exaggerating of the Muslim towards him nowadays...

Still remember the conflict between Catholics and Protestants that caused many death? They seems to really know the teaching of Christ: To love one another...

As for the Chinese...sigh...why on earth the Kongsi Gelap (Mafia) worshipping General Guan Yu!!! Is he supposed to protect those who are committing crime?

Superstitious...and nothing merely a superstitious!

Believing in something just because it is:

something passed through many generations...

because it is the church/Muslim/Chinese tradition...

because people around us are practicing it...

And for those who claimed themselves as a freethinker,

have you ever think before?

I think only few people are qualify to be one who are free.

How can one can become a free thinker? unless he/she understand all the teaching of others belief...it's impossible.

Think, and try to find out whether we are either superstitious/fanatics/no-brainers

The truth is like atom with unlimited energy, the more you hit it with questions, the more it will shine or sparkle...  are we ourselves dare to challenge our own belief, as to find out whether it is truth after all?

"Ask, and it will be given you. Seek, and you will find. Knock, and it will be opened for you. Matthew 7:7.

At the end, I would be glad if this bias/insulting/discriminative/racist/hatred based of statement of a madman could enlighten anyone to getting nearer to the truth, and becoming a really free thinker-those who are free from the false teachings.

InsyaAllah (by God's will), I will continue to write my mad thoughts if I'm still alive by continuosly ignoring or deleting the life/happiness threatening chain mail (...if you don't forward this mail to others, you will have a serious death/you will not having a happy love relationship... or other nonsense of chain mail) from my friends or strangers.

Exorcism of Emily Rose

Recently few of my friends started to concern towards the spiritual matter which they normally rarely giving it a deep thought, thanks to the movie that entitled 'The Exorcism of Emily Rose' which was based on a true story. (for detail of this story, simply type the keyword in search engine lah)

Some of the few questions or confusion from my friends who are not God believers/followers are mainly consists of these: Do devil really exist? how the exorcism being carry out? (using the Roman rituals?) Why God allow Emily Rose, a youth who is barely 18 or 20 years old devoted Christian to being posessed by 6 demons? Is she really being posessed by demons or someone who should being admited to Tanjung Rambutan (Asylum/hospital) for medical treatment?

Anyway, I will not answer the above questions as I do believe that many of their friends have provided them with thousands of versions of various answer for these questions.

But since I started this topic, it would be unwise to end it here as it would insult many internet surfer's inteligent and causes many unwanted responces such as the hacking or the virus attack information, and yes... my home got enough supply of eggs and tomato, sure I don't want to caused anyone to spend a fortune to purchase them to throw at me.

So, I will talk about the ritual of exorcism, everyone I believe have at least some impression or thoughts of how a exorcism being practice (thanks to the invention of TV and cinema), but how true are those movies?

When I am still persuading my degree at UK, a friend of mine wanna borrow a bible from me. Confused at that particular moment, I thought: Usually people (who are unbelievers or free thinkers or no-thinkers...whatever they called themselves) tends to avoid people talking 'Ye Sou' (Jesus/Isa) to them, but this fellow wanna borrow a bible from me? later I found out he and his friends planned to staying overnight at well known haunted mansion in Ireland...

The Bible, the Cross (best with those that made of gold or silver), the holy water, and not to mention a priest/father (who usually must come with a whole set of uniform) is a must for every practices of exorcism (according to the movies lah). In real life do they conduct it as such?

I will not answer that either...many other Christian friends of yours can give you thousands of various version, and not to mentioned each contradict to others of opinion that will blow your brain off!

Just think logically lah! Before the Roman rituals exist (Christianity actually start from the day the world was created, not after the Roman people accepted it), how the Christian perform exorcism? And is it possible that one person (Emily Rose) being touch by God (light) and being poses by 6 demons at the same time?? AND IF THE CROSS IS REALLY THAT EFFECTIVE THAT THE DEMONS ARE AFRAID OF IT, WE ALL SHOULD MOVE OUR HOME TO LIVE AT CEMETARY AS THESE PLACE CERTAINLY GOT A BUNCHFUL OF THEM!

So, my friends, if you planned to go to stay overnight at haunted mansion or castle, it is better not to bring any sutra or bible or even read them out (as you wouldn't really know the meaning of it...I think demons know it better than us, hehe) as it would caused your luggage a few kg heavier.

Jesus and his diciples didn't wear uniform or carry a cross when they command the ghost to fled, Lau Tze certainly don't understand why his disciples nowadays like to burn 'paper' in attempt to 'chase' ghost away, And Gautama Buddha certainly didn't read any sutra when he was seduced by the dark force before he learned 'the way'.

Armed with such logical thinking, I hope everyone can have an enjoyable laugh whenever you guys or gals viewed any of the 'exorcism' movies.

And thank you, the eggs and vegetables that you have thrown at this blog certainly beautify this blog of mine! :P

The Story of Heather

When God had created the world, He looked at the bare hillsides and decided that a plant was needed to beautify the slopes.

He asked the giant Oak, strongest of all trees, but he declined saying that the soil was too shallow for him to take root and flourish.

God then approached the yellow-flowered Honeysuckle to see if she would spread her beauty and fragrance throughout the hills. She too refused because there was nothing in the inhospitable terrain against which she could grow.

The Rose, sweetest of all the flowers, was God's next choice. However she explained that she would not be able to survive the hillside's bitter winds and driving rain.

Disappointed, God turned away and chanced upon a small low lying green shrub with tiny petals; some purple, some white.

It was HEATHER!

God asked the Heather, "Will you grow upon the hillsides to make them more beautiful?"

The Heather reflected on the poor soil and harsh climate and was not sure whether she could do the job, but to God's delight, replied that if He wanted her to try, she would do her best.

God was so pleased with the Heather that He decided to bestow three gifts on her.

The strength of the Oak - the bark of the Heather is stronger than that of any other tree or shrub.

The fragrance of the Honeysuckle - the Heather's gentle fragrance is used to perfume soaps, potpourris, and cosmetics.

The sweetness of the Rose - the sweetness of the Heather makes her one of the bee's favorite flowers.

And to this day Heather is renowned for these three God-given gifts as she fulfills her God-given task.

(The above story are available printed within the towel which can be buy at Scotland's souvenir shop)

Ages has passed and though Heather has continuously to paint the land of Scotland with beautiful color and fragrance...with God's blessing, she felt that something is missing in her life.

Yes, she has knew to embrace the breeze wind, continue to live despite the harsh soil...despite all the hardship in this unforgiven land, she continue to bloom... which is delighted in the eye of God.

But she hope for more...

Then she realized what is her desire: an accompany who can share her joy and sorrow, and together, performing God's task.

So she started to think of who might it be? Who can be her partner?

Oak tree? no Good soil no talk...

The beautiful Honeysuckle? Hmmm, probably not as they are too few bees and butterfly to admire and worshiped her in this land.

Rose? Does she ever notice the existence of Heather?

Time continue to pass as Heather pray for this matter, suddenly the cold fresh wind that come out of nowhere bringing an unexpected guess, a Dandelion seed floating above the sky and miraculously it land just beside Heather.

The Heather look at the poor thing, what on earth is this fella doing in this place? Seeing the seed will be freeze to death under the cold wind, Heather offer the Dandelion seed protection under her bushes of leafs.

Under the care of the Heather, the Dandelion seed started to become healthier and healthier...and to express her gratitude to Heather, she planned to stay and grow...to accompany Heather.

But then again...

The Dandelion seed gaze at Heather, she was hurt and she don't understand...

Dandelion seed depart as the winds blow again, never to look back again; heather maintain her silence till the very last trace of the dandelion seed disappear, then she pray that wind would bring her to a place where the Dandelion seed should belong to, somewhere warmer...

Wind continue to blow as Heather shudder, praying in silence hoping for an accompany ...someone who really meant to live in this land...

Stories about a Madman

Inspired by the Lu Xun 'Madman Diary', me, another madman (or weirdo) decided to share my crazy thoughts, or imaginations, or crap, or whatever you call it among my friends... with the hope of inspiring, or encouraging, or manipulating, or twisting, or brainwashing the mind of those who called me friend.

Warning: This mad man that come out of nowhere are a well trained psycho with the qualification of various expertises as a spin doctor, armed with a Degree in Mass Communication (subject included: twisting the facts, talking nonsense, and not to mention... excelled in the art of bullshit). All reader are remind to keep an open mind while cautiously filtering the information in this blog, authors of this blog will not responsible for any incidents that would have caused any readers end up in asylum due to the publication of this web log. May God have mercy and grace upon all of you.