Thursday, November 27, 2008

unscrupulous

first, Cheras. second, Putrajaya. then, went back to JB. after 3 days, Putrajaya. the same day, Damansara. the same day, JB. next day, afternoon, Shah Alam. next morning, Mid Valley. late afternoon, Damansara.

finally, JB. oh wait, not so fast. an asshole driving a white toyota wish failed to acknowledge the existence and significance of indicators while making a sudden right turn. do you know the sensation when you're doing like 130kph (on a ford ranger fellas) and an object suddenly appears right in front of your nose? exactly. my friend floored the pedal and we almost left an unintentional donuts on the highway.

and then when we thought that was all for us that day, we were wrong. lastly, stranded in simpang renggam at almost midnite. why? an important-looking rod beneath the vehicle we're travelling in broke. and we managed to entertain the highway users with the sparks produced. the collision of metal on the surface of tarmac shall produce sparks. (like the only thing i remembered from science class).

less than 10 minutes, friendly faces of PLUS arrived. first words, "we saw that". and then a tow truck (i know it's business but do you really have to smile? wanker!) that police said with a seasoned grin, "lucky you. should that rod find a spot to rest on the tarmac, the vehicle will become a turned turtle". "we went to collect a girl's head 50 metres from the scene last week".

they were very helpful (although i couldn't establish the importance of that decapitated body story). another lesson learned. moral > if you can't enjoy your food while in a car or something, maybe something isn't right about the suspension. buy yourself a citroen.

Wednesday, November 19, 2008

is this an appreciative audience?

i thought i've heard the saying that we would only appreciate anything the moment we loses it like a million times before. well the saying is true. precisely true. friend, family and foe. we would feel bad when we lost a friend, sad when one of the family members gone, or loses the grip and drown in complacence when there's no enemy.

and i strongly believe, despite the economic turmoil, the downfall of moralities, the increase of social illness and those epidemics, we are still lucky to have someone to turn to. my point is that i and my circle of friends (including you) are blessed. we are happy, with money, food and shelter. and friends. the beautiful people around us.

and now i'm singing "i could not ask for more".

Monday, November 03, 2008

tonight is the night

the air has never felt so warm
the sky has never looked this way before
there's nothing comforting in change
I can't seem to find any peace in this confusion

I can't help my mind from racing
and my heart is beating faster than ever before
tell me is this really happening
I cannot tell if I am dreaming

last night
I saw you standing in the moonlight
and you took my hand and we walked
beside the river
and you said
don't be afraid, be strong
I'm with you

I'm climbing on top of my doubt
don't let this fear
get the best of me
cause I find my confidence in you
and I find my hope
when I lose control

joshua from the album "unreleased" of lifehouse. one of the underrated bands. as usual.

moonchild

Follow your Grandmother Moon.
Her illuminating cycles will transform your spirit.
Begin with the Grandmother Moon at her brightest and most open.
This is a time of outward activity and high energy.
Sleep where the moonlight touches you.
Walk outside where there are no artificial lights.
Feel joy and creativity.
As the Grandmother begins to cover her face, begin to withdraw into a quieter, less social place. Move to that inward place that is more about "being" than "doing."
In the dark of the moon, when bleeding, the veil between you and the Great Mystery is the thinnest.
Be receptive to visions, insights, intuitions.
Go to a quiet separate place such as a Moon Lodge.
Later, come out of the dark, a woman with a cleansed body.
As the moon returns, come back out into the world, carrying your vision.

early menstrual rites were perhaps the first expression of human culture. you have just read one.

time is never time at all

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