Amusingly Sad

Relegated to that of a toddler. How amusingly and sad, both together!

Well, life's like that, sometimes we become the substitute of something to fuel someone's imagination.

Either that, I look so immature that I am just half my size, speaking in toddler-ish language!

Honestly though, I don't quite see the need to speak in such a language, even if there is a toddler or two around. What's good can we get out of speaking such?

It merely makes the littles think that it's a norm of the world and thus will, mostly like speak in such a manner where ever they go, whom ever they speak to.

When the sun is shining hot, they would not be able to stand it, that's the downside, maybe.

Anyhow, bright side, bright side, the sun is shining hot, and let's not dwell in this area. A person's habit is just difficult to fathom and change, lest all in a few overnights.

highlights@bearhill, today

let's see if I can highlight today's headlines in Bearhill in short, crisp, sentences.

@mum's tummy doesn't feel nice, suspect diarrhea.

@prepared made my first pineapple jam and also apple-kiwi jam.

@fed my cute, little toadie nephew with some squashed apple-kiwi.

@prepared dinner today.

@made my first apple-kiwi juice today.

@started browsing....hmmm...

@oh, cooked my first super fresh vegetables today, directly taken from the garden.

bear hugs!

Abase, Berk

Abase.

A new word learned today. Meaning given as to lower in rank, prestige or esteem. What made this word come into my note?

Well, an interesting point surfaced in a local trial that has been going on since a little over a year ago. The deceased, found sprawled dead after being questioned by authorities until the wee hours in the morning, was said to have written a suicide note. That note was reportedly found in his bag at that time, but seemed the Investigating Officer couldn't recognise the importance of it, just because it was a note, written in Chinese and that the bag contained other more important documents.

Quote "Having considered these factors, the AG was of the view that the note should not be tendered until and unless the Investigation Officer could provide satisfactory explanation as to its discovery.

However, recently the Investigation Officer owned up by admitting that he did in fact find the note when he searched the sling bag on 17.7.09 but did not realise the significance of it as there were other documents found and that they were written in both Chinese and Roman characters.

As a result of this the Attorney-General decided to put the note in and directed the Investigation Officer to explain this in court to avoid any repercussion in future and let the Coroner decide on its weight after considering the explanation by the Investigation Officer and the Document Examiner’s report.

Therefore, there is no suppression or withholding of evidence and that the decision for not tendering it earlier was made based on the Document Examiner’s report as well as the discovery of the note which gave rise to suspicion"

Sounds really suspicious, don't you think? Well, I just cannot help but shake my head and let out a sigh. Another show of the m*d finger from public to our juridical system and the people that makes there, they are just waiting for it.

Just difficult to ignore the anger and disappointment rising from this case.

me : u wonder how can these kind of people not watch CSI?

fren : don read ler.. will vomit blood ler

fren : all lier

me : diff to ignore

me : coz somehow u know wat the outcome will be

me : js that you really wanna see how they do it

me : sigh... :'(

me : it's a losing battle yes, but jst wonder how low can some people stoop in order to save their souls

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fren : now i hope he will appear as ghost

me : dont kill

me : haunt

How low then, will they get? Makes you think, do they really believe that the public laps everything up, no questions asked? Berks?

f OC us

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Think of that Thing

think of what you want, only

just the thing, only

only that thing

T - H - I - N - K

of that

T - H - I - N - G

only

Job

I need a job. Other than the occasional post here. And being constantly hook on fb doesn't count as being tied up.

A job, with responsibilities. Somewhere where I can contribute and also learn. I need to expand, urgently now. Before I go crazy.

I need a real job. One that pays. Without fail. Like before.

A job that stresses. And provides satisfactions and of course, distractions.

No job means my mind is constantly working in overdrive. Too much information being absorbed, yet too little. Too much information contained. The walls of the cranium are really cracking up. Or are they just rusting away? I cannot decide. Cells wilting away, massive short circuits going on with the wirings in there.

No avenue to let the juices of thoughts run and sprinkle the gardens of the world. They are all stuck inside, hardening up, turning more sour by the seconds.

Rescue mission is never more in need than now. If and when total pessimism kicks in, I will be dead. I reckon it won't be long for that to happen. If I don't get a job, soon.

I just a job, for a start.

Anyone, hire me?

emm-tee

moody

thinner

touched, by love

racing thoughts

unfulfilled

delusional

pessimistic

wants, only

expects, only

weird

cares only for

moody

World of Inventions

the world of inventions..

a surge protector,

from the lightning,

which might suddenly come.

a blanket,

to warm,

a world so cold it freezes.

a pillar,

to support,

when weight gets too much to bear.

a panadol tablet,

for fast, urgent relief,

for the important moment to let me catch my breath.

a blog,

spreading out,

giving without pushing, the gift of just plain sharing.

an AI sensor,

receives, access, reacts,

acts and lives, no limits, no expectations.

never underestimate them,

necessity for all, every time,

is there a ONE with all these?

Inaccurate

maybe,

must be,

my focus has been,

inaccurate,

all this while.

give is good,

but maybe,

my focus has been,

inaccurate,

all this while.

take always,

asked or given,

but must be,

my focus has been,

inaccurate.

all this while,

inaccurate,

my focus has been,

what to focus,

on then?

all this while,

inaccurate,

my focus has been,

not an easy,

self examination.

all this while,

inaccurate,

my focus has been,

worth of self-love,

worth of time.

all this while,

inaccurate,

my focus has been,

what be,

what is to be.

all this while,

inaccurate,

my focus has been,

re-engineer,

shift and reengage.

must be,

my focus has been,

inaccurate,

all this while,

mostly be.

train of thought

Say what you want, say what you like.

Do things work in that way?

Anything goes, anything out.

Every thought form, worded and then spurted out from the mouth into the open.

Thoughts is necessity. Are all thoughts necessary?

Should this be the way of life?

Can you accept what you do once mirrored to yourself?

Don't say it, if it's not nice, if it serves no purpose except to hurt.

Isn't that a good enough direction?

Often enough, we hurt.

Lacking always, we praise.

Learn to praise, learn to appreciate.

Remember, some things come out not in words.

This is our challenge, to see, notice, translate and understand.

Mirror, mirror on the wall.

Help me see, look, hear, listen, feel, respect, find and understand the better me, always.

On Reason and Passion

On Reason and Passion

Your soul is oftentimes a battlefield, upon which your reason and your judgment wage war against your passion and your appetite.

Would that I could be the peacemaker in your soul, that I might turn the discord and the rivalry of your elements into oneness and melody.

But how shall I, unless you yourselves be also the peacemakers, nay, the lovers of all your elements?

Your reason and your passion are the rudder and the sails of your seafaring soul. If either your sails or your rudder be broken, you can but toss and drift, or else be held at a standstill in mid-seas.

For reason, ruling alone, is a force confining; and passion, unattended, is a flame that burns to its own destruction.

Therefore let your soul exalt your reason to the height of passion, that it may sing;

And let it direct your passion with reason, that your passion may live through its own daily resurrection, and like the phoenix rise above its own ashes.

I would have you consider your judgment and your appetite even as you would two loved guests in your house.

Surely you would not honour one guest above the other; for he who is more mindful of one loses the love and the faith of both.

Among the hills, when you sit in the cool shade of the white poplars, sharing the peace and serenity of distant fields and meadows -- then let your heart say in silence, "God rests in reason."

And when the storm comes, and the mighty wind shakes the forest, and thunder and lightning proclaim the majesty of the sky -- then let your heart say in awe, "God moves in passion."

And since you are a breath in God's sphere, and a leaf in God's forest, you too should rest in reason and move in passion.

Kahlil Gibran

nothing

Friendship

On Friendship

Your friend is your needs answered.

He is your field which you sow with love and reap with thanksgiving.

And he is your board and your fireside.

For you come to him with your hunger, and you seek him for peace.

When your friend speaks his mind you fear not the "nay" in your own mind, nor do you withhold the "ay."

And when he is silent your heart ceases not to listen to his heart;

For without words, in friendship, all thoughts, all desires, all expectations are born and shared, with joy that is unacclaimed.

When you part from your friend, you grieve not;

For that which you love most in him may be clearer in his absence, as the mountain to the climber is clearer from the plain.

And let there be no purpose in friendship save the deepening of the spirit.

For love that seeks aught but the disclosure of its own mystery is not love but a net cast forth: and only the unprofitable is caught.

And let your best be for your friend.

If he must know the ebb of your tide, let him know its flood also.

For what is your friend that you should seek him with hours to kill?

Seek him always with hours to live.

For it is his to fill your need, but not your emptiness.

And in the sweetness of friendship let there be laughter, and sharing of pleasures.

For in the dew of little things the heart finds its morning and is refreshed.

Kahlil Gibran

Sleep

Do you want to sleep already?

No, soon though.

Ok, I will only ask you once, is enough. I will not ask you again. I have no intention of asking you to sleep. You can sleep what ever time you want.

On

Reaction to, You are always asking me to sleep.

The Golden Rule

I wonder what is wrong with the integrity of some people. This week alone, I had been stood up by two persons. Many a times of rescheduling, broken promises, and empty reassurances, still they managed to leave me waiting. Respect has never been at it's lowest by these 2 people. Wonder how they get along in life, if this is part of their character.

I am not angry, but really, I am just a phone call away. I am no lion who will roar at them at the littlest of friction. In fact, I would say that I had been very obliging and tried my very best to suit each of their wimps and fancies.

Life's fair. Everything's pre-arranged.

The Golden Rule of Reciprocity says that treat others as you would like to be treated.

So, life's fair. Everything comes back to you.

Have a little more integrity in your daily lives. Have a little more respect for others. Treat your words more seriously and treat others as how you would like yourself to be treated. Pointers in life which are not that difficult to apply.

What goes around comes around. I hope you both learn. And do not complaint if so, in the future, you are stuck facing the same shit as you put me into, intentionally or not.

Good luck!

Thoughtless MPSJ

To the world,

Area : Puchong

Location : Bandar Puteri

Date : 27th July 2010

Fiasco Time : About 1135~1150

Duration : 1135 ~ 1300

Good day.

Last week, for the first time, I lost my car. I had parked my car beside a shop, at a place designated as motorcycle parking as the surrounding area were full and the only legal empty spot was beside a vehicle whose owners were fixing aircons. I was not the only car parked along that stretch.

After settling what I had to do, between 5-10 minutes, 15mins tops, I headed towards where I parked my car. It was just a minute's walk. So imagine my horror when I did not see my car there. I was just stunned.

Stolen! That was the first thought that crossed my mind! For a very long while, I stood around, looking about aimlessly. I even tried to think if I had parked somewhere else. Slowly, I noticed that the cars that were parked alongside my car were all gone, too. The 2 cars that were there then had just parked there.

I made my way to the shop and the manager took the trouble to explain to me that while I was gone, the tow truckers came along. In just about 2-3 minutes they towed away my car as I wasn't there to remove my car, immediately. Incidentally, another towed car passed his shop at that moment.

In my shock, I wasn't sure if I had thanked him or not. He even took the trouble to explain to me where they took my car to. To that manager of the that shop, thank you so much. A simple explanation such of that really managed to bring a little calm to my shocked soul, knowing that my car was not stolen.

My friend came all the way from work to rescue and help me get out of this unnecessary mess. And it wasn't that near to get here, took her about 30 minutes, while I waited for her along the main road, standing between 2 banks which occupies the corners of 2 rows of shophouses, making that short stretch in between hectic with passing cars.

What I want to point out are :

1. Why was my car towed away? I admit that I parked my car at the wrong place, but I think that a summon is suffice. I was not blocking the traffic flow nor the road. While I was waiting for my friend to arrive, I observed that cars that were parking illegally for a longer period than I did were not even looked at! Was it because they were at a busy stretch and towing it away would only cause a little more congestion?

2. Why was I charged the tow fee and the 'simpanan fee'? I did not ask my car to be towed to or 'stored' in the MPSJ premise.

3. Why was there not information at all on what happened to my car? If the shop manager did not inform me of what happened, I would just be standing, not knowing what happened. It is not a towing-zone, or at least I did not see any sign put up along that stretch to indicate such.

4. How can the MPSJ allow the tow-truckers to make the decision on which car to tow? How did they make that decision? Are they MPSJ officers? I guessed, perhaps they were paid on the number of cars they were able to tow. This is because cars that were parked in non-parking bay along the road on the short, busy stretch were not even given a look at. They just zoomed by (like maniacs). Once, I even saw one of them honking at a car in front, when it slowed down and stopped to let the driver reverse his car out from his parking spot. He didn't even bother to wait and just swerved to the opposite lane and sped away. Cars that were double-parked were also let go. My car was at stretch where the traffic is usually clear and smooth. And yet it was towed away.

5. Nothing was said or explain about the nature of my mistake by the attending officer. When I went to recover my car, all the officer did was to give me a form to sign, sort of a like a declaration that I agreed that I was wrong, asked for my IC and told me that I had already been given a discount, when I saw the amount. I didn't argue with her at that moment as I was a little shock and I need my car.

6. I parked in a parking for motorcyles and my car was deemed parked illegally and towed away. What about those motorcyclist who parked their vehicles in parking bays meant for cars? Is that done deemed illegal? Just a thought that crossed my mind.

Taking this opportunity, I would like to thank the manager and especially my friend, for their help.

I just felt that this towing operation was not well carried out. It made me feel that MPSJ just wanted 'fast and easy money' and the unfortunate rakyat became its cash cow. I was the unlucky few who was milked for the ringgits they need to fill up they coffers. The summon only encompassed approximately 30% of the total sum I paid to recover my car. The balance 70% went under the tow and 'simpanan' charges. I don't think that I should be charged the towing and 'simpanan' charges. And not to mention, the emotional stress on the victim. I guess they knew that we need our cars and most of us would pay up to get them back.

Can somebody help me? I want to send this out to the appropriate people, people who has the power to do something about this. I really feel strongly that this operation could be carried out in a better, more thoughtful manner.

Thank you.

Regards,

Cash Cow, Forced