it has been a busy week..or weeks...so i guess i will put my thoughts down now..
rather than later...
well i am beginning to understand that we can't move on easily, pretty much like snakes unwillingly, unable to shed their skin. the simple concept of a uniform body would aid us here. they always have this proud statement of once you are a (inserts uniform body name), you are always a (insert uniform body name). even though this summarizes an ongoing, die hard slogan but it does make you look like an idiot at times right?
i mean at one point we may rant about this and that and abandon what is troublesome to us and everything that is connected to it totally. but then all it takes is one event to makes us looks like groupies..hypocrites and like faster than flash himself, we put on this uniform and we just go back to what we were....
talk about progress...probably we are prone to make progressive via the negative scale, backwards. and our post-recovery or post-moving on is just nothing but an entertainment scheme we all make up so that others maybe entertained by us, making us feel good. but when deep downside inside, nothing is changed. we don't want to loose the benefits of what we were before, we want everything. we can't face the fact that we might miss out, we become greedy.
bimbotic? foolish? the sad part is that they are key people holding key positions yet they bum the qualified ones out...and thats why we are heading backwards...
-vadai-
Wednesday, June 10, 2009
Sunday, May 24, 2009
of tales
when we get older, our character gets warped.
we don't act ourselves.
some call it maturity or "WELCOME to the real world!" or
a simple facade waiting to explode.
back to my thoughts..
i was inspired to realize that God somehow works out the good in all things.
why?
one dimension to leadership would be the prudent and careful approach to anything.
i realized that as leaders, God does make room for them to be careless, erroneous and probably
illiterate..HUH?anyways..
how thoughtful. i think we get a real glimpse of the real world
when we decide to place our thoughts on a plate, for others to criticize.
constructively of course.
and i realize that many will fail, but failure defines how successful we can be.
it would more of a head start so to say.
which i guess should be considered, besides the wanton theological ideas of success and positive reinforcements.
-vadai-
we don't act ourselves.
some call it maturity or "WELCOME to the real world!" or
a simple facade waiting to explode.
back to my thoughts..
i was inspired to realize that God somehow works out the good in all things.
why?
one dimension to leadership would be the prudent and careful approach to anything.
i realized that as leaders, God does make room for them to be careless, erroneous and probably
illiterate..HUH?anyways..
how thoughtful. i think we get a real glimpse of the real world
when we decide to place our thoughts on a plate, for others to criticize.
constructively of course.
and i realize that many will fail, but failure defines how successful we can be.
it would more of a head start so to say.
which i guess should be considered, besides the wanton theological ideas of success and positive reinforcements.
-vadai-
Friday, May 22, 2009
of importance..
whats considered important to you?
a good married life that is praised by the people around you? a speech that is superseded by a thundering applause? maybe compliments for your work. Or how about good grades, maybe a stable job or living on a diet, getting thin fast and looking hot?
when we are enlightened to the demands placed around us, we put up a facade every morning, every time we punch in to work or attend a lecture or even for religious obligations. does this resemble who were are? is what is important defined by the role you play behind the mask, or the consistent outliving of who you are.
i remember a climber, scaling the heights of Everest. as he got higher and higher, he became more frightened. his O2's were just fine, his body was up to the task; no frost bite. he was the perfect person to reach the summit; which he did. but instead of breathtaking awe, he uttered "it is frightening to be here, it feels sooo vulnerable!"
what is important? is it to live without a mask, feel the vulnerable of society, yet doing what is correct, what is important to us regardless of society? is this what it means to die to ourselves, to learn to be vulnerable in a vicious world?
-vadai-
a good married life that is praised by the people around you? a speech that is superseded by a thundering applause? maybe compliments for your work. Or how about good grades, maybe a stable job or living on a diet, getting thin fast and looking hot?
when we are enlightened to the demands placed around us, we put up a facade every morning, every time we punch in to work or attend a lecture or even for religious obligations. does this resemble who were are? is what is important defined by the role you play behind the mask, or the consistent outliving of who you are.
i remember a climber, scaling the heights of Everest. as he got higher and higher, he became more frightened. his O2's were just fine, his body was up to the task; no frost bite. he was the perfect person to reach the summit; which he did. but instead of breathtaking awe, he uttered "it is frightening to be here, it feels sooo vulnerable!"
what is important? is it to live without a mask, feel the vulnerable of society, yet doing what is correct, what is important to us regardless of society? is this what it means to die to ourselves, to learn to be vulnerable in a vicious world?
-vadai-
Saturday, May 16, 2009
of soul searching...
i do think that most of us are compelled to find out who we truly are..
i remember the story of how God created man and women in his image and likeness...
literally i decided to form this collage in my mind, of how God would look like if humans were created in his image and likeness...
so i began with a passport sized mental photo of myself. a dark tan skinny sinhalese guy. then i added a chinese guy next to me, and then a malay girl next to him and then an african, and then a caucasian, and then....the list goes on and on and on.
it was a brave attempt, but i failed in creating this image of God, because realistically i would need to put in all the faces of everyone on earth if i were to construct the image of God. which would also mean that this reconstructed image would not be God's real face...
imagery, does not need to be face does it? the narrative for the creation story was so beautiful. and suddenly out all the things God created and saw as good, he capped humans as those created in his image and likeness.
what is his image and likeness? is it the answer to our quest for identity? Note that God does not call us creatures or animals. this image and likeness is a posture that bends towards character, attitude and value.
when a small girl leads a blind man across the street, thats in his image and likeness. when a young boy gives up his chair for a pregnant lady, thats in his image and likeness. when a friend avails himself to assist a needy friend at 3.30 in the morning, thats in his image and likeness. that is the posture that fits in this concept, and surprisingly there is a bit of all that whether we are chinese, indian, sinhalese, malay or just pure 'rojak'.
imagine if you were to buy darwin's theory of evolution. it reduces you to an animal, someone with a system to hunt, breed and probably show a little kindness. but in respect to that, we are more valuable than an animal.
the image of God than should be how much we view others, despite their flaws and shortcomings; how we treat them with dignity and as human beings. and it also means how do we treat ourselves and view ourselves. what governs us is our worldview, but if your wordview compromises others and the right of the others, it will also compromise you. how ironic? that when we do unto others, we also do unto ourselves....
-vadai-
i remember the story of how God created man and women in his image and likeness...
literally i decided to form this collage in my mind, of how God would look like if humans were created in his image and likeness...
so i began with a passport sized mental photo of myself. a dark tan skinny sinhalese guy. then i added a chinese guy next to me, and then a malay girl next to him and then an african, and then a caucasian, and then....the list goes on and on and on.
it was a brave attempt, but i failed in creating this image of God, because realistically i would need to put in all the faces of everyone on earth if i were to construct the image of God. which would also mean that this reconstructed image would not be God's real face...
imagery, does not need to be face does it? the narrative for the creation story was so beautiful. and suddenly out all the things God created and saw as good, he capped humans as those created in his image and likeness.
what is his image and likeness? is it the answer to our quest for identity? Note that God does not call us creatures or animals. this image and likeness is a posture that bends towards character, attitude and value.
when a small girl leads a blind man across the street, thats in his image and likeness. when a young boy gives up his chair for a pregnant lady, thats in his image and likeness. when a friend avails himself to assist a needy friend at 3.30 in the morning, thats in his image and likeness. that is the posture that fits in this concept, and surprisingly there is a bit of all that whether we are chinese, indian, sinhalese, malay or just pure 'rojak'.
imagine if you were to buy darwin's theory of evolution. it reduces you to an animal, someone with a system to hunt, breed and probably show a little kindness. but in respect to that, we are more valuable than an animal.
the image of God than should be how much we view others, despite their flaws and shortcomings; how we treat them with dignity and as human beings. and it also means how do we treat ourselves and view ourselves. what governs us is our worldview, but if your wordview compromises others and the right of the others, it will also compromise you. how ironic? that when we do unto others, we also do unto ourselves....
-vadai-
of reading into...
good classics. actually i have never liked eth's or thou's or thee's. but since i got hold of a classic written in modern english, i decided why not. it is the 'Imitation of Christ' by Thomas a Kempis. sounds funny when you say in a malay slang doesn it. AHAHAHAAH...
right, but what i decided to do with this classic lit would be simple, do not read into the text. it was that simple. so i decided to hook up the history of Mr.Kempis and then understand what governed him physically, socio-politically and also emotionally and spiritually as well. when i was done with that i decided to read it as how Mr.Kempis would.
i think that did alot of justice. i understood exactly what did he mean when he contemplated on issues revolving around life and why did he propogate such views. however, i find that alot of lit especially modern day christian lit and articles; the non-scholarly ones or you can say the pariah ones are just loads of rubbish.
take this, we may use Superman as an illustration, but what was the symbolism behind superman? the ubermensch of Nietzche? or was he the nerd cum superhero? who was clark kent? what did he embody? what did Spiderman embody? who was peter parker? what was originally the idea behind with great power comes great responsibility?
it got so annoying that there is a book produced to aid you in understanding superheroes. we somehow tend to jump into illustrations just because it is similiar to us...ON SCREEN. i guess thats what happens when we read religious texts, or for my case the bible. we never bother about the context and half bother about the content, and then we just use God's word just cause hey i somehow can relate to it. fine the bible is ment to be that way, but it would get out of hand if we use it to advise people wouldnt it? why? misapplication of context. simple.
say what you like, and you may pride yourself in writing articles; things i may not be doing. but the question would be how much sense or worth is that piece of article, when all it takes is just one word to make all the sense you need.
we need good writers, definitely. and we need that desperately. i think if this goes on, all the articles we read will be done by loonies finding their identity in things that just dont relate to them...
-vadai-
right, but what i decided to do with this classic lit would be simple, do not read into the text. it was that simple. so i decided to hook up the history of Mr.Kempis and then understand what governed him physically, socio-politically and also emotionally and spiritually as well. when i was done with that i decided to read it as how Mr.Kempis would.
i think that did alot of justice. i understood exactly what did he mean when he contemplated on issues revolving around life and why did he propogate such views. however, i find that alot of lit especially modern day christian lit and articles; the non-scholarly ones or you can say the pariah ones are just loads of rubbish.
take this, we may use Superman as an illustration, but what was the symbolism behind superman? the ubermensch of Nietzche? or was he the nerd cum superhero? who was clark kent? what did he embody? what did Spiderman embody? who was peter parker? what was originally the idea behind with great power comes great responsibility?
it got so annoying that there is a book produced to aid you in understanding superheroes. we somehow tend to jump into illustrations just because it is similiar to us...ON SCREEN. i guess thats what happens when we read religious texts, or for my case the bible. we never bother about the context and half bother about the content, and then we just use God's word just cause hey i somehow can relate to it. fine the bible is ment to be that way, but it would get out of hand if we use it to advise people wouldnt it? why? misapplication of context. simple.
say what you like, and you may pride yourself in writing articles; things i may not be doing. but the question would be how much sense or worth is that piece of article, when all it takes is just one word to make all the sense you need.
we need good writers, definitely. and we need that desperately. i think if this goes on, all the articles we read will be done by loonies finding their identity in things that just dont relate to them...
-vadai-
Tuesday, May 12, 2009
of the insufficient christian..
i remember sitting down one day listening to a sermon. it was a nice try but all i heard was this lady nagging. and she nagged beyond her age. rumor has it after that, she cried and broke down into tears; probably due to the rejection of the ever enthusiastic congregation.
well i would like to place a bet. i bet she has not changed her style. i am not sure what to dub that but i would say that this is sort of the image we portray to others. i mean we some how are the naggers, the holy club preachers, the distant immigrants living in a real world full of sin and probably giving our very best efforts to compromise and yet look like we have not compromised.
blame the culture, worldviews or even a difference in opinion, if ever the current state of Christianity at its best is a reflection of each of us and the churches we go to today, then God is pathetic.
probably God does not exist. and guess what, if ever i adhere to that i would break even the first line of my national constitution.
somehow when the world is getting darker, why aren't we the light? thousands are getting killed, millions die of aids, hundreds are homeless, and individuals are lost, just absolutely lost. and by far can we be the world's closest solution to this? because sacrificing for the good, realistically leaves us in a disadvantageous position.
-vadai-
well i would like to place a bet. i bet she has not changed her style. i am not sure what to dub that but i would say that this is sort of the image we portray to others. i mean we some how are the naggers, the holy club preachers, the distant immigrants living in a real world full of sin and probably giving our very best efforts to compromise and yet look like we have not compromised.
blame the culture, worldviews or even a difference in opinion, if ever the current state of Christianity at its best is a reflection of each of us and the churches we go to today, then God is pathetic.
probably God does not exist. and guess what, if ever i adhere to that i would break even the first line of my national constitution.
somehow when the world is getting darker, why aren't we the light? thousands are getting killed, millions die of aids, hundreds are homeless, and individuals are lost, just absolutely lost. and by far can we be the world's closest solution to this? because sacrificing for the good, realistically leaves us in a disadvantageous position.
-vadai-
Wednesday, May 6, 2009
of lifes biggest jokes
have u tried seeing through a mosquito net? or maybe those IKEA hang mobiles that having those nets on them and a funny swedish name like BKULAX or something? kinda blurry when you see right through them right? i felt the same way....
i have realized that life is never in your own hands..having it in your hands has always come with a hefty price...even if we desire to be introverted, it is that extrovertism, that stigma which exists among one man to another that makes it difficult for us. we call it community, or a bond, a relationship. sometimes we may label it as culture or even a way of life. something that sociologists would love wasting time studying. ANTHROPOLOGY! nahhh...
some being not contented..or say...hmmm *thinks hard for a word*..YES! unsatisfied. thats lifes biggest joke. i am not sure but i do think for now it is being unsatisfied that keeps us all functioning. you want to be a policeman, you can't be a policeman, you try to find ways in being in a policeman.
but when you be the policeman, you are not happy. why? coz there were people that were hurt, look one view could be screw the people and take the job. but that damned thing called concious pulls us sorta to the people that hurt us, we want to make sure they are fine too. and i honestly do think that it is because of this concious that all of us are not living to our fullest potential. but hey lets get real, i rather we follow our concious then gettin people hurt, even if it wouldnt be that all good for us..
lifes biggest joke, it is to actually have our desires unmet. no matter how much we want it met. why? because we are human, we make humanly decisions, we live on a human earth.
this is not heaven, welcome to planet earth.
-vadai-
i have realized that life is never in your own hands..having it in your hands has always come with a hefty price...even if we desire to be introverted, it is that extrovertism, that stigma which exists among one man to another that makes it difficult for us. we call it community, or a bond, a relationship. sometimes we may label it as culture or even a way of life. something that sociologists would love wasting time studying. ANTHROPOLOGY! nahhh...
some being not contented..or say...hmmm *thinks hard for a word*..YES! unsatisfied. thats lifes biggest joke. i am not sure but i do think for now it is being unsatisfied that keeps us all functioning. you want to be a policeman, you can't be a policeman, you try to find ways in being in a policeman.
but when you be the policeman, you are not happy. why? coz there were people that were hurt, look one view could be screw the people and take the job. but that damned thing called concious pulls us sorta to the people that hurt us, we want to make sure they are fine too. and i honestly do think that it is because of this concious that all of us are not living to our fullest potential. but hey lets get real, i rather we follow our concious then gettin people hurt, even if it wouldnt be that all good for us..
lifes biggest joke, it is to actually have our desires unmet. no matter how much we want it met. why? because we are human, we make humanly decisions, we live on a human earth.
this is not heaven, welcome to planet earth.
-vadai-
Friday, May 1, 2009
of half n hour yanks and pulls..
wash, dab
yank..pull..
ouch...
10.00pm
i have always wondered what does it mean to be totally agnostic...what is life like, godlessly....no God...just me myself and i and all the other humans around....
yank..pull..
10.05pm
reading torments the mind. i would be less stressful if i did not read, especially biographies. why? it is the constant reminder that i am consistently not on the right track. it is that devil on my right shoulder whispering "Emmanuel, you are not doing what you are supposed to be doing ( in a creepy soft subtle voice)". damn it....but i guess it is true...tho at times i m blinded to it...procastination and distraction are my best buddies
yank..pull..
OUCH!
10.10pm
people would call this extreme, but then it is extremities that would make someone a champion. how can i actually succeed if i was not focused? if i chose the comfortable route? how can someone who does not understand what i need to accomplish if that person has not accomplished something on the same field? and yet they can't stand the rejection, if i were to oppose. why? coz of experience....empirical experience is like water.. it is not solid...and if it is not solid..why can't take the rejection? why can't people accept the fact that one's experience is NOT a general fact?...i hate paradoxes...and it is because of this paradoxes life gives you no opportunity to fully eat of its fruits..you have to choose...and choosing the right thing is like winning against time...time is the killer...play along with other people, you are subjecting yourself to time..it means the longer you will take to succeed...can i have that happen to me? darn..i am at the age of where i should be making a make or break decision...darn...
yank..stop...
frustrated..dab..
yank..
10.20pm
writers block. lecturers that give me crap, encourages me to think so hard that i just can't write. why should finish that nasty paper. interesting subject, lousy lecturer. but well grades are still grades...there would always seem to be a diversion when we exercise that energy of ours on what we like to do and that which we are forced to do..
yank..pull..
OUCH..
10.30
it is nearing the end..but what an ordeal it has been. i have been feeling restless about something. and i hate restlessness. i want to do it, but why does my mind keep holding on to the future responsibilities and tasks ahead? and about affecting the people closest to me? i have always wanted to do it...yet somehow i feel limited? not ready? its just that somethings not correct feeling...owh well..
yank..pull..
OUCH..
dab with water..
10.35
FINALLY!...shaving with a dull blade is worse that giving birth...i am done...and it took me a solid half n hour to shave off everything...never try this at home people..never...
-vadai-
yank..pull..
ouch...
10.00pm
i have always wondered what does it mean to be totally agnostic...what is life like, godlessly....no God...just me myself and i and all the other humans around....
yank..pull..
10.05pm
reading torments the mind. i would be less stressful if i did not read, especially biographies. why? it is the constant reminder that i am consistently not on the right track. it is that devil on my right shoulder whispering "Emmanuel, you are not doing what you are supposed to be doing ( in a creepy soft subtle voice)". damn it....but i guess it is true...tho at times i m blinded to it...procastination and distraction are my best buddies
yank..pull..
OUCH!
10.10pm
people would call this extreme, but then it is extremities that would make someone a champion. how can i actually succeed if i was not focused? if i chose the comfortable route? how can someone who does not understand what i need to accomplish if that person has not accomplished something on the same field? and yet they can't stand the rejection, if i were to oppose. why? coz of experience....empirical experience is like water.. it is not solid...and if it is not solid..why can't take the rejection? why can't people accept the fact that one's experience is NOT a general fact?...i hate paradoxes...and it is because of this paradoxes life gives you no opportunity to fully eat of its fruits..you have to choose...and choosing the right thing is like winning against time...time is the killer...play along with other people, you are subjecting yourself to time..it means the longer you will take to succeed...can i have that happen to me? darn..i am at the age of where i should be making a make or break decision...darn...
yank..stop...
frustrated..dab..
yank..
10.20pm
writers block. lecturers that give me crap, encourages me to think so hard that i just can't write. why should finish that nasty paper. interesting subject, lousy lecturer. but well grades are still grades...there would always seem to be a diversion when we exercise that energy of ours on what we like to do and that which we are forced to do..
yank..pull..
OUCH..
10.30
it is nearing the end..but what an ordeal it has been. i have been feeling restless about something. and i hate restlessness. i want to do it, but why does my mind keep holding on to the future responsibilities and tasks ahead? and about affecting the people closest to me? i have always wanted to do it...yet somehow i feel limited? not ready? its just that somethings not correct feeling...owh well..
yank..pull..
OUCH..
dab with water..
10.35
FINALLY!...shaving with a dull blade is worse that giving birth...i am done...and it took me a solid half n hour to shave off everything...never try this at home people..never...
-vadai-
Thursday, April 30, 2009
of 3.26p.m
*drum beats*
munching on some old material, the smiths to be precise. they have an unmerciful tendency of drilling catching beats and forlorn lyrics into those tiny ear drums of mine. makes listening to it just worth it.
just got two sms's confirming the venue of the classes for the next semester. bible school is an interesting place of all sorts. but it is not a place where i would like to be in. funny, it is interesting but it is not a place of choice, a freely exercised freedom to choose. freedom of choice, is there such a thing? how much control exists even to the motto of the freedom to choose? politicians...
research papers, the ever growing paper mountain. but when your comfortable, it seems you become an ace. and an ace would mean becoming lazy and monotonous. formulas are a one way ticket to hell and you will never come back. the ever reliance on formulas helps you get by, but it wouldnt make you any better or smarter.
ah! the time it is 3.26pm. conformity? i would stick to being a non-conformist. paradoxes exist, you don't need to b a high school teacher to figure that out. so as long as they exist, i would ride on the paradoxical wave and enjoy the idea of not having a clean look, tidy pants, a tucked in shirt with a leather bag and with savory words. why not? even pickpockets do that. think bout it? just think...so non-conformity, the bliss of being different.
the future..is darn scary...imagine the uncertainty. faith seems to be the cure, but reality knocks on the doors of your logic and reason. and then you begin to think...the future...what a mix of feelings as you even set your thoughts on it. probably you brain will blush blood red knowing that your face just can't do the job for you.
now imagine if i went thru all of the above at 3.26pm for behold it is only 2.45pm.
-vadai-
munching on some old material, the smiths to be precise. they have an unmerciful tendency of drilling catching beats and forlorn lyrics into those tiny ear drums of mine. makes listening to it just worth it.
just got two sms's confirming the venue of the classes for the next semester. bible school is an interesting place of all sorts. but it is not a place where i would like to be in. funny, it is interesting but it is not a place of choice, a freely exercised freedom to choose. freedom of choice, is there such a thing? how much control exists even to the motto of the freedom to choose? politicians...
research papers, the ever growing paper mountain. but when your comfortable, it seems you become an ace. and an ace would mean becoming lazy and monotonous. formulas are a one way ticket to hell and you will never come back. the ever reliance on formulas helps you get by, but it wouldnt make you any better or smarter.
ah! the time it is 3.26pm. conformity? i would stick to being a non-conformist. paradoxes exist, you don't need to b a high school teacher to figure that out. so as long as they exist, i would ride on the paradoxical wave and enjoy the idea of not having a clean look, tidy pants, a tucked in shirt with a leather bag and with savory words. why not? even pickpockets do that. think bout it? just think...so non-conformity, the bliss of being different.
the future..is darn scary...imagine the uncertainty. faith seems to be the cure, but reality knocks on the doors of your logic and reason. and then you begin to think...the future...what a mix of feelings as you even set your thoughts on it. probably you brain will blush blood red knowing that your face just can't do the job for you.
now imagine if i went thru all of the above at 3.26pm for behold it is only 2.45pm.
-vadai-
Monday, April 27, 2009
of the thing that inspires..
George Verwer, some may know him as the founder of Operation Mobilization. it is so interesting to know how much God uses people like them, to reach millions of people with the word of God. it all started out by giving tracts to near by mexico.
it sometimes inspires me to know that God does not work in a paradigm we set as how God should work. an interesting fact about George was his love for girls. tho he admits he did not have sex until gettin married, he used to have syndromes such as leading a girl to Christ and then having a kissing session for 2 hours. and yet at the same time his heart was still focused, still passionate on doing missions.
I mean theres so much stuff about how God wants the perfect Christian and how God will beat the crap out of you for not being holy moly and so on. but we have George who somehow abstained at one point in ministry, before getting married, but there were accounts of him during his ministry that displays his imperfections.
i like that, i think we need more HUMAN people doing God's work, not bimbotic robots who just mimick others and would tryyy their very best to create change. i learnt that vulnerability and the desires to do something outweighs many things.
George Verwer your my hero of the month.
-vadai-
it sometimes inspires me to know that God does not work in a paradigm we set as how God should work. an interesting fact about George was his love for girls. tho he admits he did not have sex until gettin married, he used to have syndromes such as leading a girl to Christ and then having a kissing session for 2 hours. and yet at the same time his heart was still focused, still passionate on doing missions.
I mean theres so much stuff about how God wants the perfect Christian and how God will beat the crap out of you for not being holy moly and so on. but we have George who somehow abstained at one point in ministry, before getting married, but there were accounts of him during his ministry that displays his imperfections.
i like that, i think we need more HUMAN people doing God's work, not bimbotic robots who just mimick others and would tryyy their very best to create change. i learnt that vulnerability and the desires to do something outweighs many things.
George Verwer your my hero of the month.
-vadai-
Wednesday, April 15, 2009
of the drama on mother earth..
life is full of drama. most of em are just above parred melodramatic drama. when one ends so begins another. never ending...
i wonder as i am listening to tons of songs now..being 5.56am and well polishing up my assignment, i look at the souls i knew of, and what and where they are now. some have made it, some are trying to but not, some have joined the meaningless cycle of the workforce, some have begun bad habits and just not focusing on the right things, some have already gotten engaged and some are married, some are single and whining about being single and on the other hand there are some who are sighing on the pains of a relationship....
drama.....
drama....
drama....
bold and the beautiful anyone?
-vadai-
i wonder as i am listening to tons of songs now..being 5.56am and well polishing up my assignment, i look at the souls i knew of, and what and where they are now. some have made it, some are trying to but not, some have joined the meaningless cycle of the workforce, some have begun bad habits and just not focusing on the right things, some have already gotten engaged and some are married, some are single and whining about being single and on the other hand there are some who are sighing on the pains of a relationship....
drama.....
drama....
drama....
bold and the beautiful anyone?
-vadai-
Thursday, April 9, 2009
of the great price slash...
the lady of my heart ventured into watson's to get something impromptu..
the gravity defying poster that's obediently stuck to the glass wall caught my attention..
it wrote..
GREAT PRICE
SLASH
ironically today is Good Friday. tons of christians around the world are celebrating it, with different styles and traditions. however we all believe that today is the day Jesus Christ died for our sins. it also carries forth a salvation call and opportunity for us, who believe that Jesus Christ is Lord and Savior, to attain salvation and life after death. it means that to the Christians, it is the GREAT PRICE SLASH. we have a "GREAT PRICE SLASH" temperamental, where someone died on our behalf that we might be saved, not just anyone, but that someone.
i contemplated on what it is to actually die. we have witness tons of people, who are silent voyagers, journeying to the far beyond and to never come back with a tale or two about how interesting or dreadful it is. but just once, i decided to create that atmosphere, down right in my imagination to just for once, feel what does it feel like to experience death from a first person point of view.
i rmb once when i was down in the operation theater for a minor op, i had the opportunity to ask for a sedation to just nap while they operate my natal cleft. i asked for it, and boom, within seconds i was downright fast asleep. and then of course i woke up in the recovery room and the rest is history.
so back to the pondering, i found that it was really a scary experience. i realized that no matter how much faith i had, just like how John Wesley cowared at sinking ships, i knew that i was scared. scared to die, sacred to go to a place where there was no form of physical evidence. some may claim they aren't afraid, but is it actually scary. it is actually a norm for us to be scary.
so THE GREAT PRICE SLASH a.k.a good friday, what is it all about? is it the courage to die, and not fear death as a display of faith? or is just acknowledging the fear, acknowledging the death cycle and having to learn to place our faith daily in the hands of a God who has experienced it and triumphed over it?
..on to easterrr babbeeehhh...
-vadai-
the gravity defying poster that's obediently stuck to the glass wall caught my attention..
it wrote..
GREAT PRICE
SLASH
ironically today is Good Friday. tons of christians around the world are celebrating it, with different styles and traditions. however we all believe that today is the day Jesus Christ died for our sins. it also carries forth a salvation call and opportunity for us, who believe that Jesus Christ is Lord and Savior, to attain salvation and life after death. it means that to the Christians, it is the GREAT PRICE SLASH. we have a "GREAT PRICE SLASH" temperamental, where someone died on our behalf that we might be saved, not just anyone, but that someone.
i contemplated on what it is to actually die. we have witness tons of people, who are silent voyagers, journeying to the far beyond and to never come back with a tale or two about how interesting or dreadful it is. but just once, i decided to create that atmosphere, down right in my imagination to just for once, feel what does it feel like to experience death from a first person point of view.
i rmb once when i was down in the operation theater for a minor op, i had the opportunity to ask for a sedation to just nap while they operate my natal cleft. i asked for it, and boom, within seconds i was downright fast asleep. and then of course i woke up in the recovery room and the rest is history.
so back to the pondering, i found that it was really a scary experience. i realized that no matter how much faith i had, just like how John Wesley cowared at sinking ships, i knew that i was scared. scared to die, sacred to go to a place where there was no form of physical evidence. some may claim they aren't afraid, but is it actually scary. it is actually a norm for us to be scary.
so THE GREAT PRICE SLASH a.k.a good friday, what is it all about? is it the courage to die, and not fear death as a display of faith? or is just acknowledging the fear, acknowledging the death cycle and having to learn to place our faith daily in the hands of a God who has experienced it and triumphed over it?
..on to easterrr babbeeehhh...
-vadai-
Tuesday, April 7, 2009
of funny things...
i read a funny personal message on MSN...it goes like this:
"i hope i see something in between"
yea i hope you do see something in between your legs, HOPEFULLY....
i am not a big fan of RPK. but his articulation of words and his ability to probe is pretty good. i must say that religious abuse is everywhere and many do not understand what they believe in, in general. whatever race they maybe or religious creed they may uphold too.
which reminds me, how many Christians do know what they believe in?
..best remain unanswered...
i think Christians fall short of even knowing what they profess in, the creed in which they believe in and want others to speak out loud and join along their bandwagon. Don't blame the Pope as the leader of this cohort of unintelligible-ish people...it is just a personal disinterest...
however i do think that life is not spiral but a progressive linear line of events...
-vadai-
"i hope i see something in between"
yea i hope you do see something in between your legs, HOPEFULLY....
i am not a big fan of RPK. but his articulation of words and his ability to probe is pretty good. i must say that religious abuse is everywhere and many do not understand what they believe in, in general. whatever race they maybe or religious creed they may uphold too.
which reminds me, how many Christians do know what they believe in?
..best remain unanswered...
i think Christians fall short of even knowing what they profess in, the creed in which they believe in and want others to speak out loud and join along their bandwagon. Don't blame the Pope as the leader of this cohort of unintelligible-ish people...it is just a personal disinterest...
however i do think that life is not spiral but a progressive linear line of events...
-vadai-
Saturday, April 4, 2009
of homelessness..
"home is where your heart is.."
have i been homeless? i actually do remember the nomadic lifestyle, a privileged enterprise i embarked on when i was in my younger days with my parents. we didn't have a place to settle down for a while. well that was during the early days. i bet some of us can relate to the shifts of time, places, and painted walls on a regular basis.
but nomadic just doesn't seem to fit the more physical bill too. i do think nomadic can also be that irk, itch or bump we get whenever we are just so unsatisfied with our current lifestyle, probably even our monthly pay check, the routine calls of the workforce and those other things we pursuit, the temporary matters of life.
i stumbled upon the whole foxes have holes, birds have nest but the son of man has no place to rest line in the bible during my devotion. i realized that this was spoken by a God who has created the earth in the Old Testament, who has endured the pains and sins of his own creation, sent his son down to earth for a mission that would change an entire lifetime, and yet he, the son, Jesus himself blatantly mentions that he has no place to rest.
HOMELESS.
Karl Marx's utopia seemed to gave in to the cracks and leaks of its foundations and its firmament. in all attempts we did try to create either a community or a country or even a system that would make us that perfect people group. but all it had to do was get cracked, cracked by the very fact that the earth is alien.
ALIEN to us.
we have been commanded to make a radical difference, here and now. i do agree. and agree all the more. but how are we to wrestle with this irritating tension of responsibility, civic duty and the dissatisfaction of life and being alien to all that we claim ours?
-vadai-
have i been homeless? i actually do remember the nomadic lifestyle, a privileged enterprise i embarked on when i was in my younger days with my parents. we didn't have a place to settle down for a while. well that was during the early days. i bet some of us can relate to the shifts of time, places, and painted walls on a regular basis.
but nomadic just doesn't seem to fit the more physical bill too. i do think nomadic can also be that irk, itch or bump we get whenever we are just so unsatisfied with our current lifestyle, probably even our monthly pay check, the routine calls of the workforce and those other things we pursuit, the temporary matters of life.
i stumbled upon the whole foxes have holes, birds have nest but the son of man has no place to rest line in the bible during my devotion. i realized that this was spoken by a God who has created the earth in the Old Testament, who has endured the pains and sins of his own creation, sent his son down to earth for a mission that would change an entire lifetime, and yet he, the son, Jesus himself blatantly mentions that he has no place to rest.
HOMELESS.
Karl Marx's utopia seemed to gave in to the cracks and leaks of its foundations and its firmament. in all attempts we did try to create either a community or a country or even a system that would make us that perfect people group. but all it had to do was get cracked, cracked by the very fact that the earth is alien.
ALIEN to us.
we have been commanded to make a radical difference, here and now. i do agree. and agree all the more. but how are we to wrestle with this irritating tension of responsibility, civic duty and the dissatisfaction of life and being alien to all that we claim ours?
-vadai-
Tuesday, March 31, 2009
of stress..
in a few hours, i am going to enter the exam room....
it will be an epic moment.
i will pour a culmination of my study hours on to a white sheet of paper..just for marks..grades...a bright destined future for graduation..bla bla bla..
during this time...funny thoughts fly around my brain..
if only i studied harder...
i shouldn't have watched too many animes
shouldn't read too many manga's
shouldn't facebook too much
however..i do think that if i am able to keep calm..i am going to be fine..
i rmb the days when i used to just get all so stressed
only to find that getting involved in it just wasn't worth the time..
and so people actually do claim, our true colors come out when we are stressed. i think that's just pure crap. but who does have a leash on theories and paradoxes? no one...
owh well i hope i do well ( abit confident on this one)...
-vadai-
it will be an epic moment.
i will pour a culmination of my study hours on to a white sheet of paper..just for marks..grades...a bright destined future for graduation..bla bla bla..
during this time...funny thoughts fly around my brain..
if only i studied harder...
i shouldn't have watched too many animes
shouldn't read too many manga's
shouldn't facebook too much
however..i do think that if i am able to keep calm..i am going to be fine..
i rmb the days when i used to just get all so stressed
only to find that getting involved in it just wasn't worth the time..
and so people actually do claim, our true colors come out when we are stressed. i think that's just pure crap. but who does have a leash on theories and paradoxes? no one...
owh well i hope i do well ( abit confident on this one)...
-vadai-
Sunday, March 29, 2009
is enough enough?
it is so discouraging to read many blog entries about how much they thought they have discovered god, only to not discover God.
how much more can we ask, when we have embarked on an ascetic motif, that all hope for, our relationship with God would produce a spark, an otherwise?
I don't tend to sound preachy, i do NOT qualify to fit in such terms, but it gets you thinking.
what does it mean to have a total discovery of God? i am not sure of the context of my fellow Buddhist, Hindu or Muslim fellows, but i do think that Christians have just not got it right.
so far, i have only managed to attribute it to one thing: FALSE HUMILITY.
when someone talks about how they have not discovered God for the 10 years of them being a christian, about how much they have not discovered the AWESOME god and bla bla bla...it's just false humility. we've gotta admit, being truely asian does have its advantages. i do sense there are genuine cases out there. but they are just probably 20%...
the rest...well you can just guess...
all the best to the people entreprising to find God, when God is already found. i guess some are just perpetual time wasters...
-vadai-
how much more can we ask, when we have embarked on an ascetic motif, that all hope for, our relationship with God would produce a spark, an otherwise?
I don't tend to sound preachy, i do NOT qualify to fit in such terms, but it gets you thinking.
what does it mean to have a total discovery of God? i am not sure of the context of my fellow Buddhist, Hindu or Muslim fellows, but i do think that Christians have just not got it right.
so far, i have only managed to attribute it to one thing: FALSE HUMILITY.
when someone talks about how they have not discovered God for the 10 years of them being a christian, about how much they have not discovered the AWESOME god and bla bla bla...it's just false humility. we've gotta admit, being truely asian does have its advantages. i do sense there are genuine cases out there. but they are just probably 20%...
the rest...well you can just guess...
all the best to the people entreprising to find God, when God is already found. i guess some are just perpetual time wasters...
-vadai-
of the right to be unsatisfied....
nip/tuck...is it right to get one?
however i watched that show say a couple of days ago...
and well it was pretty interesting....how?
some lady..well we would call her Lady A...
pretty old one...husband's in an Old folks home...somewhat like
VSOP...Very..Strong..Old..People's home...down near Paramount, PJ...
husband does not know her..shucks...
flashes a photo to her...saying that the young chic in that photo is his wife...
she of course is taken aback..probably bewildered...steps forward to get herself a nip/tuck...
all to have her husband back...
gets a nip/tuck...husband does not recognizes her..and introduces another old lady to her...as..
his girlfriend...
how awesome is that...
i find that as some may have the right to the pursuit of happyness...
others have the right to the pursuit of unhappyness...
it is just so hard to please someone..
i think it maybe a default...a flaw in our anthropological make up...
-vadai-
however i watched that show say a couple of days ago...
and well it was pretty interesting....how?
some lady..well we would call her Lady A...
pretty old one...husband's in an Old folks home...somewhat like
VSOP...Very..Strong..Old..People's home...down near Paramount, PJ...
husband does not know her..shucks...
flashes a photo to her...saying that the young chic in that photo is his wife...
she of course is taken aback..probably bewildered...steps forward to get herself a nip/tuck...
all to have her husband back...
gets a nip/tuck...husband does not recognizes her..and introduces another old lady to her...as..
his girlfriend...
how awesome is that...
i find that as some may have the right to the pursuit of happyness...
others have the right to the pursuit of unhappyness...
it is just so hard to please someone..
i think it maybe a default...a flaw in our anthropological make up...
-vadai-
Thursday, March 26, 2009
of life..
it's an uncalled marathon but i like it..here's another late late night reflection..
i find that many define life in the very awkward or humble ways...
some find their life defined in a tear drop..
others find life in the ability to pursue what they love doing..
some would just sit on a pavement...and watch cars drive by...and would call that life...
some would just drink down a bottle of heineken..at a nearby beach at night...and ponder at that dark mysterious and borderless ocean..
some would find life after a string of failures...
some would find it after succeeding...
some would it in love..
others..well when love fails...
some even find it when they are purposeless...
some, like just being enlightened...find it then...
some would have never found it..but then would believe they have...
-vadai-
i find that many define life in the very awkward or humble ways...
some find their life defined in a tear drop..
others find life in the ability to pursue what they love doing..
some would just sit on a pavement...and watch cars drive by...and would call that life...
some would just drink down a bottle of heineken..at a nearby beach at night...and ponder at that dark mysterious and borderless ocean..
some would find life after a string of failures...
some would find it after succeeding...
some would it in love..
others..well when love fails...
some even find it when they are purposeless...
some, like just being enlightened...find it then...
some would have never found it..but then would believe they have...
-vadai-
Wednesday, March 25, 2009
of discovery...
4.58 am...if its once in a while..why not...everytime..UNHEALTHY..purely
i find that to define myself would be the hardest thing to do...
have you had nostalgic moments? maybe watching the Olympic games...contender Asia...MTV...some kickass show...and just then time stops..and you ponder..hey..i could be like one of them...at one point..i was in it too...but now..
well..now...we arent..but its nostalgic anyways...
i find that to actually define who i am is hard. how hard? it can be harder then choosing your underwear...a place to eat (yea..that can be very hard) or even running through a hot pit of coals..naked and calling yourself the Messiah....
i amaze at time and how no matter what age we linger at...we wrestle with the demands of the world...and the need to find our own life's purpose..what a tension...
i realize that some have taken the bold path to set forth a new career..a creative endeavor perhaps? but then u have blogrolls of a pathetic display of losing...lack of research...and well the cycle goes on and on and on...some who have had even a flying start to life..at one point...it all just crashes down..
yea..i am optimistic..enough to be called a pessimist..
i remember one fella..he tried acting smart...mentioned that pessimism means seeing through your toes..can you imagine that?..and i was amongst a crowd of smart people..those of the workforce and the shakers..they laughed...they bought it..i wonder where did the brains of malaysians went to when they actually bought that...
seeing through your toes....we are in trouble...
i find it funny how some people would try to outdo each other in a rat race....they start coming up with this wealth of knowledge...and its just a matter of eloquence...eloquence is the right word...but it takes skeptics of a different nature to actually strip each word..each statement piece by piece to know if it the truth or not..we don't have much skeptics..what a lack...
back to life..it is a discovery to know how unsettled we are..even when we pledge our alliance to the thing we think we are most secured of...our own humanistic concept of religion and god...
-vadai-
i find that to define myself would be the hardest thing to do...
have you had nostalgic moments? maybe watching the Olympic games...contender Asia...MTV...some kickass show...and just then time stops..and you ponder..hey..i could be like one of them...at one point..i was in it too...but now..
well..now...we arent..but its nostalgic anyways...
i find that to actually define who i am is hard. how hard? it can be harder then choosing your underwear...a place to eat (yea..that can be very hard) or even running through a hot pit of coals..naked and calling yourself the Messiah....
i amaze at time and how no matter what age we linger at...we wrestle with the demands of the world...and the need to find our own life's purpose..what a tension...
i realize that some have taken the bold path to set forth a new career..a creative endeavor perhaps? but then u have blogrolls of a pathetic display of losing...lack of research...and well the cycle goes on and on and on...some who have had even a flying start to life..at one point...it all just crashes down..
yea..i am optimistic..enough to be called a pessimist..
i remember one fella..he tried acting smart...mentioned that pessimism means seeing through your toes..can you imagine that?..and i was amongst a crowd of smart people..those of the workforce and the shakers..they laughed...they bought it..i wonder where did the brains of malaysians went to when they actually bought that...
seeing through your toes....we are in trouble...
i find it funny how some people would try to outdo each other in a rat race....they start coming up with this wealth of knowledge...and its just a matter of eloquence...eloquence is the right word...but it takes skeptics of a different nature to actually strip each word..each statement piece by piece to know if it the truth or not..we don't have much skeptics..what a lack...
back to life..it is a discovery to know how unsettled we are..even when we pledge our alliance to the thing we think we are most secured of...our own humanistic concept of religion and god...
-vadai-
Tuesday, March 24, 2009
of Trends...
i have thought, what? on the topic of what runs through the minds of online boutique owners..
and why?..
simple...
why arent there much quality? out of the tons, why only 1 or 2 that's original, pure and creative.
the rest have obnoxious words, unworkable designs that either shrink or disappear in water, lousy service, and even the cutting for their clothing...it all makes pasar malam sound like east india or a levi's boutique. all those that i mention are based on the scale of their blogs being such a turn off....their choices of clothing and accessories are just BAD...their models look like illegal indonesian maids that have escaped a big bush fire...their quality sucks...and their prices are just so darn unreasonable you might as well drive down and buy stuff yourself. i mean why buy it online when you can get it a shop? plus it doesn't take a genius to source out where do these cats get their materials from? some research and walah!
NO..dont worry! i haven't gotten the skirt i want to badly....of course i didn't buy them..but i have been looking around..and i must say there is only 1 or 2 thats good...
back to my thoughts...its cold now and i m just blogging before heading back to the books..it will be a long sleepless night...but it would suffice to just blog i guess...i do think our level of entrepreneurship sucks...it figures why there are the chun ones..and the lousy ones..no in between's....
the thing about trends its cross levelled. you have it on the internet...you have it at work..you have it in college...you have it in your underwear drawer...you have it in religion...
but what makes or breaks a trend would be..i guess defining your trend and working best to fit the context of the culture you want your trend to break into? makes sense? who knows?
4.50am...and it's time to get my heart beating for another rollercoaster ride...
-vadai-
and why?..
simple...
why arent there much quality? out of the tons, why only 1 or 2 that's original, pure and creative.
the rest have obnoxious words, unworkable designs that either shrink or disappear in water, lousy service, and even the cutting for their clothing...it all makes pasar malam sound like east india or a levi's boutique. all those that i mention are based on the scale of their blogs being such a turn off....their choices of clothing and accessories are just BAD...their models look like illegal indonesian maids that have escaped a big bush fire...their quality sucks...and their prices are just so darn unreasonable you might as well drive down and buy stuff yourself. i mean why buy it online when you can get it a shop? plus it doesn't take a genius to source out where do these cats get their materials from? some research and walah!
NO..dont worry! i haven't gotten the skirt i want to badly....of course i didn't buy them..but i have been looking around..and i must say there is only 1 or 2 thats good...
back to my thoughts...its cold now and i m just blogging before heading back to the books..it will be a long sleepless night...but it would suffice to just blog i guess...i do think our level of entrepreneurship sucks...it figures why there are the chun ones..and the lousy ones..no in between's....
the thing about trends its cross levelled. you have it on the internet...you have it at work..you have it in college...you have it in your underwear drawer...you have it in religion...
but what makes or breaks a trend would be..i guess defining your trend and working best to fit the context of the culture you want your trend to break into? makes sense? who knows?
4.50am...and it's time to get my heart beating for another rollercoaster ride...
-vadai-
Tuesday, March 17, 2009
in response to an intellectual faith
i tink in my post, i did mention of a demand for an intellectual faith.
in response to that, the question is why there is a need to communicate or propagate the gospel clearly, rationally to people?
here's what, take this common scenario:
we somewhat are captivated by conferences, talks and probably gigs and concerts and not too mention camps. we pay tons of ringgit, most of the time it is beyond 100 bucks. we go for them, have a good time, and probably hope that this one is just a tad bit different from the others we have gone too and just pray that God let this experience be permanent. Now it does not remain permanent does it. sooooo we go back into being frigid to spiritual matters, and we go back into that annoying syndrome of hot and cold. being just fickle and dormant...tilll hey guess what another camp and conference, we just being plain suckers for Christ that go through another cycle of it...again..and again...and again...
not wrong..definitely..but realize this, how much does it make you Christlike? we tend falter in assimilating our gospel to our very own. we ourselves don't even know how in the world should we explain our own faith experiences to our very ownselves and also those around us in an INTELLIGIBLE language.
Notice this...we use the internet...facebook..msn...and are probably efficient in handling multiple task at a time...cable tv is becoming relatively affordable and are kicking the butts off local tv channels...this means we are becoming more technologic and more aware of our surroundings..
we then need to wonder...what does this do to us and to those around us? people are demanding answers and questions regarding the Christian faith. one question is can the Contemporary Christian live Jesus Christ in a Contemporary World? Contextuality is something we all need to look into..and to unearth our brains and our God given ability to articulate His message properly and intelligibly..
so people..just dont waste time...we are all been given assignments and purposes..we know them..we dont need another booster..it times to get cracking...cracking in hopes that others may see the God in us through our works and words...
-vadai-
in response to that, the question is why there is a need to communicate or propagate the gospel clearly, rationally to people?
here's what, take this common scenario:
we somewhat are captivated by conferences, talks and probably gigs and concerts and not too mention camps. we pay tons of ringgit, most of the time it is beyond 100 bucks. we go for them, have a good time, and probably hope that this one is just a tad bit different from the others we have gone too and just pray that God let this experience be permanent. Now it does not remain permanent does it. sooooo we go back into being frigid to spiritual matters, and we go back into that annoying syndrome of hot and cold. being just fickle and dormant...tilll hey guess what another camp and conference, we just being plain suckers for Christ that go through another cycle of it...again..and again...and again...
not wrong..definitely..but realize this, how much does it make you Christlike? we tend falter in assimilating our gospel to our very own. we ourselves don't even know how in the world should we explain our own faith experiences to our very ownselves and also those around us in an INTELLIGIBLE language.
Notice this...we use the internet...facebook..msn...and are probably efficient in handling multiple task at a time...cable tv is becoming relatively affordable and are kicking the butts off local tv channels...this means we are becoming more technologic and more aware of our surroundings..
we then need to wonder...what does this do to us and to those around us? people are demanding answers and questions regarding the Christian faith. one question is can the Contemporary Christian live Jesus Christ in a Contemporary World? Contextuality is something we all need to look into..and to unearth our brains and our God given ability to articulate His message properly and intelligibly..
so people..just dont waste time...we are all been given assignments and purposes..we know them..we dont need another booster..it times to get cracking...cracking in hopes that others may see the God in us through our works and words...
-vadai-
Sunday, March 15, 2009
The Biggest Loser
yea..i am watching it on Hallmark now. they seem to have like a marathon on season 1 i presume.. and well it kinda coincided with what i was actually reading. yea, i have learned the art of multitasking much at the cost of doing things one at a time.
i was just checkin out isaiah 50:4-6. how interesting.
verse 4 talks about someone studiously acquiring what seems to be divine knowledge. and he gets it from God. amazing, i mean its practically non-existent. you don't have sane individuals claiming that..but hey its possible..like totally...
verse 5 well just talks about this smart, diligent person being obedient. which also is not common. mostly it will be a case of just being 'too-smart'..but hey again is it possible.
now it is at verse 6 that probably got me thinking. this person is rejected. the big 'R' gets us all the time, and our response would be totally unprecedented. it is probably the major factor that would have gotten us into schemes, lies, exaggerations and the utter false attitude of say pretending to be fierce.
now the tagline of the show was 'the biggest winner is the biggest loser'..Isaiah does speak about the messiah or Jesus. it also i believe speaks about us...we seemingly can have a spiritual lifestyle and something supernatural to it..we can be obedient and probably walk righteous..just like in that small figment of our imaginations..just like what our old folks want us to be..just literal as the black and white prints of any of our holy books..be it the bible..FHM magazine or even Cleo..
but how bout having rejection..it got me thinking that we want a hero cum celeb image..this denies the celeb-hero image..now how can that be? isn't the rewards for countless devotions..hours of straining through the pain of fastings...and also the utter sheer tyranny of adjusting our attitudes to people...GRAND?!
well Isaiah does mirror Jesus..We are the mirrors of Jesus...sooooooo i guess it may just come not only with his attitudes..but his suffereings too...
-vadai-
i was just checkin out isaiah 50:4-6. how interesting.
verse 4 talks about someone studiously acquiring what seems to be divine knowledge. and he gets it from God. amazing, i mean its practically non-existent. you don't have sane individuals claiming that..but hey its possible..like totally...
verse 5 well just talks about this smart, diligent person being obedient. which also is not common. mostly it will be a case of just being 'too-smart'..but hey again is it possible.
now it is at verse 6 that probably got me thinking. this person is rejected. the big 'R' gets us all the time, and our response would be totally unprecedented. it is probably the major factor that would have gotten us into schemes, lies, exaggerations and the utter false attitude of say pretending to be fierce.
now the tagline of the show was 'the biggest winner is the biggest loser'..Isaiah does speak about the messiah or Jesus. it also i believe speaks about us...we seemingly can have a spiritual lifestyle and something supernatural to it..we can be obedient and probably walk righteous..just like in that small figment of our imaginations..just like what our old folks want us to be..just literal as the black and white prints of any of our holy books..be it the bible..FHM magazine or even Cleo..
but how bout having rejection..it got me thinking that we want a hero cum celeb image..this denies the celeb-hero image..now how can that be? isn't the rewards for countless devotions..hours of straining through the pain of fastings...and also the utter sheer tyranny of adjusting our attitudes to people...GRAND?!
well Isaiah does mirror Jesus..We are the mirrors of Jesus...sooooooo i guess it may just come not only with his attitudes..but his suffereings too...
-vadai-
Sunday, March 8, 2009
simple...
one trimester of the year is coming to an end....awaiting 2 more till the end of a tumultuous year and behold...i am still beholding the wonders of dying to another chapter of myself...another chapter of selfish gain and wants..
it took me time to appreciate U2's Joshua Tree album...but how interesting..music really does become nostalgic..or even ironic..
there seems to be a tension of communicating Christianity intellectually..empirical- ism's are just yesterdays....we are probably on the brink of something..finally after years of wait..probably even the whole tent-making missionary endeavor will probably go down the drains in want of something more effective then just a social worker cleaning up garbage hoping for ignorant third world or two-thirds world citizens to respond to the 'quiet' gospel.
success lies in the eye of pure definition...titles..glamour..even leadership are subject to definitions....it all lies in how much we earn it...rather than the talk that comes after earning it..seemingly everyone can do what everyone else is doing...soooo there should be a fine line to things...so its the how that separates us..from each other..
transit...in an issue we all handle...not just an excuse..even an excuse to transit is transiting somewhere...you don't need to be an air waitress transiting from tokyo to kuala lumpur to tamil nadu in 12 hours to learn the meaning of transit..or transiting..
God..now he is Mr.Anonymous...he is neutral..always have been...in the scope of gender...except Jesus Christ...he is a pure testosteroned dominant homo sapien. how did God become anonymous? all roads lead to Rome? or is there still an existing the way, the truth and the life?
boggling..stressful and downright annoying...i hope to keep this blog alive with some tales and responses to questions...life questions maybe...coz guess what?
Life is just like a vadai
-darthvadai-
it took me time to appreciate U2's Joshua Tree album...but how interesting..music really does become nostalgic..or even ironic..
there seems to be a tension of communicating Christianity intellectually..empirical- ism's are just yesterdays....we are probably on the brink of something..finally after years of wait..probably even the whole tent-making missionary endeavor will probably go down the drains in want of something more effective then just a social worker cleaning up garbage hoping for ignorant third world or two-thirds world citizens to respond to the 'quiet' gospel.
success lies in the eye of pure definition...titles..glamour..even leadership are subject to definitions....it all lies in how much we earn it...rather than the talk that comes after earning it..seemingly everyone can do what everyone else is doing...soooo there should be a fine line to things...so its the how that separates us..from each other..
transit...in an issue we all handle...not just an excuse..even an excuse to transit is transiting somewhere...you don't need to be an air waitress transiting from tokyo to kuala lumpur to tamil nadu in 12 hours to learn the meaning of transit..or transiting..
God..now he is Mr.Anonymous...he is neutral..always have been...in the scope of gender...except Jesus Christ...he is a pure testosteroned dominant homo sapien. how did God become anonymous? all roads lead to Rome? or is there still an existing the way, the truth and the life?
boggling..stressful and downright annoying...i hope to keep this blog alive with some tales and responses to questions...life questions maybe...coz guess what?
Life is just like a vadai
-darthvadai-
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