November 30, 2005

my central message

"I convey this message to you whom I have stirred with the sound of my
voice. These words are my signature. You may bring your doubt, your fear,
your faith, or your courage; it matters not, for you will be touched by the
rhythm of my voice. It moves through you like a beam of light that sweeps –
if only for a moment – the darkness aside.

I dwell in a frequency of light in which finite beings cannot uncover me. If
you search for me, you will fail. I am not found or discovered. I am only
realized in oneness, unity, and wholeness. It is the very same oneness that
you feel when you are interconnected with all of life, for I am this and
this alone. I am all of life. If you must search for me, then practice the
feeling of wholeness and unity.

In my deepest light I created you from my desire to understand my universe.
You are my emissaries. You are free to journey the universe of universes as
particles from my infinite womb with destinies that you alone will write. I
do not prescribe your journey or your journey’s aim. I only accompany you. I
do not pull you this way or that, nor do I punish you when you stray from my
heart. This I do as an outcome of my belief in you.

You are the heirs of my light, which gave you form. It is my voice that
awakened you to individuality, but it will be your will that awakens you to
our unity. It is your desire to know me as your self that brings you to my
presence so perfectly hidden from your world. I am behind everything that
you see, hear, touch, taste, smell, feel, and believe.

I live for your discovery of me. It is the highest expression of my love for
you, and while you search for my shadows in the stories of your world, I,
the indelible, invisible light, grow increasingly visible. Imagine the
furthest point in space – beneath a black portal, cast in some distant
galaxy, and then multiply this distance by the highest numeric value you
know. Congratulations, you have measured an atom of my body.

Do you realize how I am unfathomable? I am not what you can know, or see, or
understand. I am outside comprehension. My vastness makes me invisible and
unavoidable. There is nowhere you can be without me. My absence does not
exist. It is this very nature that makes me unique. I am First Cause and
Last Effect connected in an undivided chain.

There is no supplication that stirs me. No prayer that invites me further
into your world unless it is attended with the feeling of unity and
wholeness. There is no temple or sacred object that touches me. They do not,
nor have they ever brought you closer to my outstretched hand. My presence
in your world is unalterable for I am the sanctuary of both the cosmos and
the one soul inside you.

I could awaken each of you in this very moment to our unity, but there is a
larger design – a more comprehensive vision – that places you in the
boundaries of time and the spatial dimensions of separateness. This design
requires a progression into my wholeness that reacquaints you with our unity
through the experience of separation. Your awakening, while slow and
sometimes painful, is assured, and this you must trust above all else.

I am the ancestral father of all creation. I am a personality that lives
inside each of you as a vibration that emanates from all parts of your
existence. I reside in this dimension as your beacon. If you follow this
vibration, if you place it at the core of your journey, you will contact my
personality that lives beneath the particles of your existence.

I am not to be feared or held in indifference. My presence is immediate,
tangible, and real. You are now in my presence. Hear my words. You are in my
presence. You are within me more than I am within you. You are the veneer of
my mind and heart, and yet you think yourself the product of an ape. You are
so much more than you realize.

Our union was, is, and will be forevermore. You are my blessed offspring
with whom I am intricately connected in means that you cannot understand and
therefore appreciate. You must suspend your belief and disbelief in what you
cannot sense, in exchange for your knowing that I am real and live within
you. This is my central message to all my offspring. Hear it well, for in it
you may find the place in which I dwell."

- Creator/God/First Cause
taken from Wingmakers

wise brought this awesome piece of work to my attention yesterday. it lies somewhere deep within the threshold of resources at www.wingmakers.com. it comes to me in perfect timing when i was so lost on the waves of uncertainty. but then again, eveything happens right on time...especially when you least expect it.

November 26, 2005

heropsychodreamer

i'm feeling lost in my bowl of soup.
twirls. encircling.
drawing me to the center.
deeper.
away, away.
my talon-grip on reality letting go.
i'm already soaring.
escaping.
i tilt my head back and spread my hands.

November 22, 2005

unjustifiable yearning

i may know love.
but i also recognise an addiction.
the need to be with. never without.
an unjustifiable yearning.

i crossed the street as quickly as i could. to avoid the drizzle and to avoid the cars.
the entire store was lit prettily. like a christmas tree.
the cold air hit me as i stepped through the glass doors. i knew within a few minutes my body would start to shiver.
i looked around. she wasn't in sight. she must be upstairs. as i ascended the stairs, i overheard the manager saying something to the staff downstairs. wished my manager was as kind. moje, for whom a smile is a weekly event.
as i reached the upper level, my fingers were almost numb. i found my hands delving deeper into my pockets. the cold is crazy.
and there she was in the crafts section, placing a book onto the shelf overhead. i went up to her, thinking of what i would say to startle her. then, she turned. as her eyes met mine, i forgot about the cold. beauty captivating the deepest folds within me.
'hi,' i managed.
'hey!'
that smile. she was startled anyway. yay.
the blood in my veins was about to freeze over but i didn't notice.
i was thankful for escaping the cold as we stepped outside.
i was thankful for her.
holding her gentle hand as we walked in the drizzle, talking of absolutely nothing.
the glances i stole at her were rewarding.
we stood beside her car for a good few minutes. both trying to ignore what's about to come.
i ran my fingers through her gorgeous hair as she drove.
as we stopped at the junction, i tasted her lips.
of course, i had difficulty tearing away. as always.
before stepping out, i touched her hand and looked into her eyes.
'i love you,' i whispered.
the raindrops did not help as i walked away.

November 05, 2005

pardon me while i burn

dear blog,
i know it has been quite a while since i've written. i found myself unable to find inspiration in anything at all. no motivation whatsoever. but that was just a phase (i hope) and it will come to an end. but it will take me a while to start writing again...or to do anything else for that matter.

had an excellent diwali.
in kuantan with uncles, aunts and kids.
bright faces, great company, great food.
even karaoke!
fair amount of revelations.
my magdalene was with me the whole time.
then i was blessed to meet Her at Telok Chempedak.
that half hour was the best in four days.
the taste of burnt strawberry and mint on her lips remains unforgettable.
a certain uncle was noticeably generous.
(un-)surprising joy.
now back in my room.
playlist of jimi and joe.
great amounts of responsiblity awaits.
project to work on.
should i get a job?



sorry, got carried away with my air-guitar.
satriani's a love thing.
suddenly admiring the glow that my curtains set across the room.

i'm not even sure why am i writing this way.

well she’s walking through the clouds
with a circus mind that’s running round
butterflies and zebras
and moonbeams and fairy tales
that’s all she ever thinks about
riding with the wind.

when I’m sad, she comes to me
with a thousand smiles, she gives to me free
it’s alright she says it’s alright
take anything you want from me, anything
anything.

fly on little wing

September 28, 2005

look ma, it's my clone!

human cloning: the review

in the final year of my multimedia degree course, i'm required to work on a project that essentially will determine the honors of my degree. i have decided to work on an information cd-rom on the topic of human cloning. this cd-rom will incorporate animated menus and videos as well as original background music and sound effects. the content of the cd-rom will consist of raw facts on human cloning: the processes involved, the different types of embryo cloning, etc. it will also feature the different opinions on cloning from ethical, religious and governmental perspectives. nothing biased.

in order to start work on this project, i wanted to get a clear insight on human cloning first. i started reading. i also asked around in my circles. i wanted to gather the general opinion on cloning. the subjects included those whose level-headedness and intellect i absolutely trust.

now, i'm able to formulate my own perspective of cloning involving humans. i asked around if a clone would have a soul, given that he/she grows up to be a perfectly normal human being with emotions, dreams, hopes, tears, pains and joys. then, i thought that if a clone had a soul then it would definitely mean that God is okay with it. now, i think that clones do have souls. i'd like to believe that souls use human bodies as vessels. we are merely vehicles that harbour our souls through this experience.

our souls have a purpose to fulfill in this life, and that is to experience certain aspects of this life. once fulfilled, the soul will leave the body and inhabit another for the next experience. for that purpose, i think that it is entirely possible that clones have souls. their souls would have their own purposes to fulfill.

so, do i think cloning should be encouraged? why not?

September 25, 2005

Human Rights Declaration

by Antares

There are two very basic human rights that are often overlooked. These very basic rights have far-reaching implications affecting the way we look at reality.

THE RIGHT TO LIVE

This right has historically been completely disregarded when those who wield hereditary power have decided to wage war. The military solution to economic, political or ideological conflicts is very rarely justified. Warmongering is an infringement of humanity’s right to live by its highest ideals. All those involved in war activities - which includes the development and manufacture of death-dealing devices - must be regarded as potential killers. Their thought-patterns and behaviour can be classified as pathological. I would extend this classification to those engaged in commercial and industrial activities that have deleterious long-term effects on the environment - because the right to live implies the right to a healthy natural environment.

The Death Penalty is a vestige of moral barbarism and I urge that it be abolished throughout the world.

THE RIGHT TO DIE

Now let’s look at another basic human right: the right to die. All forms of drug addiction may be regarded as subtle ways to commit suicide. And although we do what we can to discourage people from terminating their lives prematurely, the final prerogative belongs to the individual. We must respect the right of others to die, if they no longer wish to live. Therefore, I propose that all forms of drug addiction be decriminalized, and that drug addicts be regarded as potential suicides - and since the suicidal tendency is essentially a pathological condition, treatment or therapy must be freely provided to those who seek it.

I would like to see Malaysia’s mandatory death penalty for drug offences abolished. Stringent drug laws only serve to make the illicit drug trade more lucrative for criminal syndicates. Supply will drop dramatically – and, most likely, so will the demand - when addictive substances are available over the counter at regulated prices with the same quality controls as other consumer products.

Drug addiction may not disappear completely, but decriminalizing it will definitely relocate the problem where it belongs - in the medical, sociological and psycho-spiritual context.

September 20, 2005

outmost difficulty

for the first time in so long, i had trouble tearing myself away. i can understand why she didn't glance back for a wave or a smile as she drove away. it would have broken my heart further. it is like an addiction i cannot fathom. the more i am with her, the more i want to stay. but i had a heavenly time enjoying her. smiles. laughs. teases. and the simple beauty she beholds. i intended to treasure every moment we had. but now my heart breaks.

i need someone to convince me that it was not a dream. please.