Friday, 26 October 2012
Monday, 22 October 2012
I am StuPiD
I truly believe everyone has a moment to miss... especially when you are sick or in a sentimental state. The thing is, when life has come to that contact point we will eventually know how we are brought up which makes you distinctive from the others. That...
From the millions of beings, you are the only one...
Recently a friend of mine had told me about a tragic suicide of Amanda Todd due to the case of bully both in virtual and reality. Well of course, it started of in the virtual world when someone threatened her using her private pictures. She moved to another place away from the assault... but apparently threats went on and consequently it had to come to the suicidal attempts, which succeeded at last by hanging herself.
Sad case...
But it is definitely something which makes me think. In order to achieve civilization, scientists have invented so many technologically excellent gadgets and devices, bringing this world step by step into the perceived advancement.
But...
Advancement may bring calamity if it is not properly organized in people's life, doesn't it? To exemplify, the intoxicated babies in China due to fake milk products, what and where have knowledge brought us to?
I was raised in a village with a vast green field surrounding us... I was a whom people in the city might call stupid I guess... but we don't have all these problems and life was just as happy as it is ...
Being a sick worm since last night... I am missing my life as a village boy~ :)
Thursday, 18 October 2012
Errrr....... Soli ah
Some of my flen say i write d blog veli deep... no ppl wil know
wat i saying... eh flen...
sincerely ah,
I want to tel u hor.... my inglish not so deep lah... I also speak malaysia and write malaysia...
I was strolling down the faculty corridor then suddenly there's my junior, passing by, said "eh bro, BI mcm martin luther, camne nak paham" then there's this amoi said "aiyo, need to write so chim (deep) meh?"... and finally this bro "dey macha, apa lu tulis saya sumo tatau la ..."
aiyoo... kawan-kawan, i understand ur feeling la... becoz I is malaysia ppl.. but its literature class which changed me mah.... so I will hav to write like dat lor...
i not a God, I oso learn inglish (use google translate la sumtimes, its useful :D )... if u dunno wat I typing google translate lo.... technologi got, evelithing easy ma...
fingers crossed yah ~ we sama-sama improve english la macha... cao!
Yours Truly,
Man of Impossibilities
Wednesday, 17 October 2012
Long Time no SeE~~
Long time no see...
~ Your presence ...
is like a set of beautiful fingers, dancing through
the pads, giving life to music,
breathes life into
a man which seemingly had died a living man...
Watching your back...
your straight hair, which falls finely from
the top, caressing your shoulder upon the blowing of soft wind
before it landed... just like how you used to be
when I first saw you ...
It is the same feeling
of your nature untouched
Long time no see...
You breathed music into my life ~ still... and always
Yours Truly,
Man of impossibilities
Monday, 15 October 2012
Darkness and Light
ArT is gReAt
~
I came upon something when I was browsing through some materials for my thesis. It kept me thinking over the nights, repeatedly applying it to what I have been through ...
"The light comes before darkness"
I remember there is a story about a kid and an elder brother. The kid loved his brother very much, because he will always buy him something upon his return during the nights. Of course, we've been taught that something good must've been paid with something else. The elder brother apparently was a loan shark, one of the big fishes for the policemen.
"A flower will bloom, it then will fade..."
He lived a luxurious life, away from his family and his brother, but it went away very soon when his followers betrayed him... and when things are getting tensed from time to time, he started to take drugs. One day he was found unconscious on the floor over a suicidal attempt... bloods flowing... admitted to the ICU. The boy was really sad...
He was going to be sent to rehabilitation far-away from home. At one last moment before he left... he hugged his little brother whom he had abandoned for years... tearing once in his lifetime, said "I have not been a good son and brother, I want you to inherit what I owe the family and help me to protect them..."
The boy from then on... was named... 'Alexander' (the great protector)
Sometimes I would believe that light is a messenger to restore the balance... that when something is given up, another will come as rewarding... because "no matter how far does the light travels, darkness is already waiting for it"
Yours Truly,
Man of Impossibilities
Friday, 12 October 2012
Bits of My Life...
An Abbot once told me a fascinating story about a little poor traveler who wandered into a jungle and eventually being chased by a wild elephant. Having no choice when he had come to a dead end, he jumps into a well in front of him....
"Everyone has their very own set of life story to tell. To me, My life is surrounded with loving people who made my life grow and I could never do anything enough to compensate those that they gave me. And they are...
My Father : Who gave up his entire life leisure to work for the family.
My Mother : Who gave up her youth age in raising me up as another youth.
My Eldest Brother : Whom I inherited the name "Alexander" from.
My Elder Sister : The one who would wake up 5 am in the morning to finish chores for my mom before going to work.
Buddy 1 : Having came out of closet you preserve the positive attitude and will always be there for your best buddies.
Buddy 2 : A masculine figure of a fine horse with perfect looking man.
Buddy 3 : A cheeky spectacle guy with many gestures (weird ones)
Buddy 4 : You have steady and dependable figure which is majestic looking.
I would've given up everything just to live a day knowing that you exist in this world... and that I'm not alone ~~"
... down below the bottom of the well, there is a fierce crouching dragon attempting to catch the falling traveler. Just then, he managed to grab a vine from the wall of the well, but, only to know that there are a few mice gnawing it from the top. The traveler knows that he is going to die soon and felt extremely sad, just then, he felt something sweet in his mouth... looking up, there are drops of honey dripping from a flower. Surprisingly, he thought to himself... "delicious..." and continues to wait for more...
Carpe Diem~ "Grab... the moment" ...
Yours truly,
Man of Impossibilities
Wednesday, 10 October 2012
The Untouchable~
Its a drizzling night when I stood outside, I resort to nothing associated to Walt Whitman...
or Emerson's philosophical concept of
HuRliNg yourself to the nature~
But it is something I excavated accidentally from the bottom
Of my Heart~~~
A little something about my humble self, I don't Blog. But the something that I've found should be written somewhere somehow. Thus, it is you, who I'm well aware that you are someone Untouchable...
like the drops of rain which hits directly onto me, I can feel it...... but the moment I'm so drawn into touching it... its gone... unreasonably
But I believe in someway and somehow, there is a way to compensate all this ~ that You... will be the only special one in my life~
the Untouchable which made my world stop just to just have a look at you~
Yours Truly,
The MaN of Impossibilities
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