heart wrenching

Genuinely feeling pangs of desolation, forlorn and adrift the emotions are. Why, oil spills devastate. While the average beach goer mulls about his/her ruined beach holiday, many are incensed by the toll it(oil spill) has taken on the environment. We can say good bye to many marine life once aplenty.

I thought I did something radical; I made a comment on someone's post on Facebook. She regularly posts religious notions. Not that it is wrong but, once you cast your opinion you can expect people to challenge your beliefs. I had thought that that was the right time to do it; I said I hope that he clears oil spills.

You could gather a million people at the Gulf and pray, but it would never disperse that large blot of oil we have dumped onto ourselves. Literally and metaphorically.

i am genuine

At times, it puzzles some of my peeps, the nature of the things I read up on. Ranging from psychology, to viruses and perhaps further down the spectrum to arrive at cosmological matters. I mean, it isn't of most people's immediate concern that the Sun would be nearing the end of its stellar life in about 5 billion years, along with us deleted with its demise.

They wonder if I am wasting my time, or theirs. Actually, much time is wasted on this disease called the Taiwan Variety Show. While many people would lovingly expend* time to embrace that disease, I would rather devote my time knowing the world around me as it is. It bothers that me that we take our current standings for granted; this world is not catered specifically for us contrary to the Bible. There are similar planets orbiting a similar average star(Sun)in a remote galaxy somewhere. If we turn back the clock, the evolutionary ladder may very take a different path; we have at the very least, the intellect to construct and construe matters in the grand scheme of things. It placates my heightened curiosity, the books that are windows to something bizarrely beautiful.

deviation

We live in a soupy mess and paradoxically a harmony of variables, many of which have evolved over the sands of time. Flipping through the dusty pages of humanity shows culture, religion and the evolution of thinking to be inexorably linked. Plato, Aristotle, and even Isaac Newton offered much in their theologies.

I've had a meaningful conversation with someone who is a man of God. She was confounded by a rather stubborn headed me, whom in all admiration of my surroundings and cosmos, find no purposeful connection with God. Well, I would like her to remember me as someone who recognizes that religion played an integral part in shaping our world as we know it today, instead of someone who vehemently denies the existence of a deity.

Rather, I see myself on a different platform, having a different awareness. It baffles me why we would segregate ourselves according to religion when we share a common naked ancestor. What is it that is equivocal about the teachings amongst various religions? Do they not, ultimately and fundamentally, preach towards a common good? If you truly love our world, you would love thy family and friends, you would do no evil, you would caress your environment! Then, we are one. I find solace in the beauty of this world, while others find theirs in religion. There is no absolution, but rather, the embodiment of our beliefs in physical(or not) manifestations such as religious teachings. Why, if i truly believe that a fallen oak tree gives me strength then it would. It is the medium that facilitates the channeling of our beliefs, and consequently the source of our strength. We have come this far because we were/are true to ourselves and our beliefs, be it a tree, rock, or God, in the grand scheme of things.

Shall we then, let it be? I would like to see an end to religious extremists marginalizing pretty much everyone else. It defiles the face of this planet.

an act of nature, never one of god

If you ever thought you were tired of the world; it seems like a sad place sometimes, almost inhospitable and hostile. The loudness is jarring, the silence is choking.

And then it could be beautiful sometimes. This might sound a tad morbid; the other day at the bus stop, there was this dragonfly(I think it was), very much dead and dragged away by this platoon of ants. And that is what nature is, we live and we decompose. Death is mysteriously sad and paradoxically beautiful, an act of nature and never one of god.

I am once again irked by faith peddlers; their efforts tantamount to that of propaganda and ethnic cleansing. Well, in an age of capitalism, being the opportunists that we are, wouldn't we exploit market norms to our advantage? We would, but it is lopsided and there is an economic counter-argument to economic exploits. We only hear the good things, because they want you to hear only the good things. Which is why we always hear people basking in revelry, after triumphs in the monetary(stock markets, 4D, TOTO) sense. Now, what they fail to tell you is that they'd lost 9 out of 10 times, and you certainly would not catch the faintest wind of that.

So, tell me what goes through the minds of faith healers with their fancy Powerpoint slides, citing claims of healing the deaf, mute and the cancerous.

moral demarcation

Ain't it startling how we suddenly adopt moral high grounds, and ain't we the quickest to judge. If you've ever littered, spat on the ground, took a couple of extra napkins from Mac Donalds, you are in no position to judge the affairs(pun intended or not) of others. That makes all of us. One can only wonder what it takes to be in the seat of a judge; fairness, impartiality, equity.

I think the media gives too much attention to sordid affairs; who does not enjoy reading sexual exploits and details of lurid trysts. I do, but for once I would like to see headlines dedicated to conservational efforts. I think we can afford to miss a couple of Foyces and Jack Neos but certainly not another tiger or shark. We reside in an increasingly media-mediated environment, and the least we could do is to balance out this lopsided affair.

budget farce

So it's been eons since I've last penned anything down. Well recently the government called for greater productivity amongst Singaporeans and workplaces; I can safely say it wouldn't happen unless they obliterate MSN and Facebook, out of the workplace and right up into the stratosphere. In any case, its the government's sales pitch.

into another

At which point in time I wonder, that I've begun alienating the concept of competition. Maybe it is a subconscious effort on my part to keep any rage in check. Boy, I remember the hustle and jostle bubbling out of the cauldron called contact sports. A sneaky foul and I go like, 'Goddamn you. I hope you burn in hell for the rest of your natural life you m.......). In my head of course. Then there are those who have insatiable urges to express themselves verbally and physically, and may I add, are of questionable intellect. So, you noted the euphemism. Nowadays, I would rather shun that testosterone charged scene....

...and into another. Well, unless you live on another planet at a remote spot in the galaxy, we still hustle on. For a spot on the bus, for a place in varsity, for a performance appraisal. Books like the Game Theory(first developed by John Nash) have been written specifically to address the borders of competition. There is no escaping it, isn't it? Some of us get so soaked up in it; we devise ever innovative ways to circumvent the order of things, to beat the system. Power struggles, lawsuits, patents.

Let's breathe.