I feel like screaming at the top of my voice. How I wish I could just turn a blind eye at all things around me and stop thinking for a while. So many things that I've seen are so frustrating, yet things aren't changing for the better.
The tired eyes protesting with intent to stage a revolt, yet it's not something that can be done by one person alone. I've so much to say, but don't know where to start from.
Friday, June 27, 2008
The Truth
Giambattista Vico: "Truth itself is constructed."
Avicenna: "The truth of a thing is the property of the being of each thing which has been established in it."
Aristotle: “To say of what is that it is not, or of what is not that it is, is false, while to say of what is that it is, and of what is not that it is not, is true”
Gandhi: "Truth is God."
Alfred North Whitehead: "There are no whole truths; all truths are half-truths. It is trying to treat them as whole truths that play the devil".
The truth in itself, can never be defined because it is not absolute. What we can only do is to find an approximation to the truth and continue searching for new evidence in a hope to even more accurately estimate the truth.
However, further investigation may lead to new evidence that goes in a totally different direction to the previous approximation of the truth, and things will get really frustrating. It really feel like shit when the scale is imbalanced as you totally have no idea which side is the truth now.
Avicenna: "The truth of a thing is the property of the being of each thing which has been established in it."
Aristotle: “To say of what is that it is not, or of what is not that it is, is false, while to say of what is that it is, and of what is not that it is not, is true”
Gandhi: "Truth is God."
Alfred North Whitehead: "There are no whole truths; all truths are half-truths. It is trying to treat them as whole truths that play the devil".
The truth in itself, can never be defined because it is not absolute. What we can only do is to find an approximation to the truth and continue searching for new evidence in a hope to even more accurately estimate the truth.
However, further investigation may lead to new evidence that goes in a totally different direction to the previous approximation of the truth, and things will get really frustrating. It really feel like shit when the scale is imbalanced as you totally have no idea which side is the truth now.
Sunday, June 22, 2008
Sharing
Sharing without expecting something is return is something unachievable.
When people share with their loved ones, they expect to gain more love from their loved ones.
When people share with friends, they may expect their friends to share something with them in return.
When people share with strangers, for example in a kind act of donation, they want to generate good karma, and expect something in return in the future.
Therefore, doesn't this means that everyone shares with a motive? Who are the ones who really cared about you?
When people share with their loved ones, they expect to gain more love from their loved ones.
When people share with friends, they may expect their friends to share something with them in return.
When people share with strangers, for example in a kind act of donation, they want to generate good karma, and expect something in return in the future.
Therefore, doesn't this means that everyone shares with a motive? Who are the ones who really cared about you?
observant thinker
A person who don't observe and don't think is uncaring.
A person who observes but don't think is not learning.
A person who don't observe but think is learning the wrong thing.
An observant thinker is a nut-case.
A person who observes but don't think is not learning.
A person who don't observe but think is learning the wrong thing.
An observant thinker is a nut-case.
Saturday, June 21, 2008
nullification of emptiness
After weeks of inactivity, the time has finally come to enter the next realm of nothingness.
This week seems busy yet it feels I've done nothing apart from eating more than I should have.
Now, I'm fatigue thanks to the running I've done in the hot sun which even I don't know the result due to some useless equipment malfunctioning. Most probably, it should be in the region between 10:50 to 11:20mins.
Now, another week of canteen break awaits, apart from 2 days of "combat rations". It's really something to look forward to, isn't it?
This week seems busy yet it feels I've done nothing apart from eating more than I should have.
Now, I'm fatigue thanks to the running I've done in the hot sun which even I don't know the result due to some useless equipment malfunctioning. Most probably, it should be in the region between 10:50 to 11:20mins.
Now, another week of canteen break awaits, apart from 2 days of "combat rations". It's really something to look forward to, isn't it?
Saturday, June 14, 2008
Shattered Dream
Dream 2010 ended abruptly. Rueful misses, sloppy defenses were just the ingredients to wake us up from the dream.
The return to the National Stadium is one of nostalgia. Four years ago, it was the place that I have to go every weekend, and have almost crawled to every corner of the stadium. This time returning as a spectator.
The first chance fall to the home side, and was squandered easily by putting within reach of the opposite goalie. That's the premonition that things won't go well. Chances that come along the way were also wasted and in the end the home side left the stadium empty-handed.
Luckily, there was a little chatterbox among the group that makes the lull of the match more interesting. It's always nice having someone to pick on and engage in witty chats once in a while, and who can be more imaginative than kids.
After leaving the stadium, I gave it one last look from the outside and think "when will they tear down the place, wasn't there a party to officially close down the stadium already?".
The return to the National Stadium is one of nostalgia. Four years ago, it was the place that I have to go every weekend, and have almost crawled to every corner of the stadium. This time returning as a spectator.
The first chance fall to the home side, and was squandered easily by putting within reach of the opposite goalie. That's the premonition that things won't go well. Chances that come along the way were also wasted and in the end the home side left the stadium empty-handed.
Luckily, there was a little chatterbox among the group that makes the lull of the match more interesting. It's always nice having someone to pick on and engage in witty chats once in a while, and who can be more imaginative than kids.
After leaving the stadium, I gave it one last look from the outside and think "when will they tear down the place, wasn't there a party to officially close down the stadium already?".
Friday, June 13, 2008
Dreaming
Dream is the mechanism that help to sustain sleep, and many have said that it is the communication between the conscious and unconscious.
People come out with many ideas and wishes everyday. If these ideas and wishes are rejected as they are too absurd, or cannot be fulfilled, they will be pushed to the unconscious, and stored away.
During sleep time, some of these wishes will be converted into dreams and let you lived out your wishes even if they might never become true in real life. At least you will feel the gratification of having your dreams fulfilled, without having to do much.
In fact, I just had one of these dreams this morning. It does make me feel a little shiok, but I hope my unconscious will choose something that isn't this scary the next time.
People come out with many ideas and wishes everyday. If these ideas and wishes are rejected as they are too absurd, or cannot be fulfilled, they will be pushed to the unconscious, and stored away.
During sleep time, some of these wishes will be converted into dreams and let you lived out your wishes even if they might never become true in real life. At least you will feel the gratification of having your dreams fulfilled, without having to do much.
In fact, I just had one of these dreams this morning. It does make me feel a little shiok, but I hope my unconscious will choose something that isn't this scary the next time.
Wednesday, June 11, 2008
Been taking my own sweet time with many things these few weeks. Reading, watching and sleeping in a round robin manner. But today, I've decided that I should finish up the anime which I've been watching for weeks.
With only 23 episodes, I shouldn't have needed so long to watch it, but at times, it's really unbearable to watch on as the show is just so sad. Luckily, the back wasn't as bad and I managed to finish 12 episodes in 2 days.
This anime is about a delinquent boy who met a girl in school, and later on, he worked hard to help making the girl's dream comes true. With the atmosphere to be so sad, I thought that the ending will be something sad. Looking forward to season 2, if there is one.
With only 23 episodes, I shouldn't have needed so long to watch it, but at times, it's really unbearable to watch on as the show is just so sad. Luckily, the back wasn't as bad and I managed to finish 12 episodes in 2 days.
This anime is about a delinquent boy who met a girl in school, and later on, he worked hard to help making the girl's dream comes true. With the atmosphere to be so sad, I thought that the ending will be something sad. Looking forward to season 2, if there is one.
Friday, June 06, 2008
Let Go
Staring down the empty road, with the dark forces closing in from behind, I just knew I had to keep running. Turning back was no option. It's already the thirteen times I've tried escaping, but yet I couldn't find the way to break out of the barrier at the end of the road.
The dark forces knew I couldn't possibly break out of the barrier alone. Thus they didn't really bothered about catching me, as they knew eventually, I'll turn back.
And now, for the thirteenth time, I've reached the boundary. I stood there wondering just how I could break out of this barrier. I wished someone from the outside will see me, and lend me a hand, or someone from the inside will give me a push, but looking around, I knew it was impossible.
Eventually, I saw flashes and heard roars. They've caught up with me. My thirteenth time is a failure again.
With no other choice, I turned back, and ran back the way I came. The roar gets louder with each steps I took, as though laughing at me for my futile attempts to escape.
The King of the force then started to splash water into my face. Just then I heard voices in my mind, it was the King's, conversing with me using his secret power.
"So, you didn't manage to break the barrier again eh," and as though knowing what I was thinking, he continued, "what you need is someone you can trust to give you a push, isn't it?"
"Probably," I thought, in a reply to the King.
"Well, I'll give you something. Look into your hand."
I brought up my hand, still clenched together.
"Don't clench your hands like that. Open up and let go, you must know how to let go before you will be able to break that barrier."
I was shocked, the King of the dark forces was actually telling me how to break that barrier?
"Now look into your hands, what do you see?"
I looked down at my hands, and after a few seconds of looking, i replied "nothing.".
"Nope, you are wrong, look more closely."
I looked down again, giving it a closer examination and still found nothing.
From my blank look, the King knew I was lost.
"You see your hands, don't you? With your hands, you can make things happen, even when you are alone. And furthermore, if you look more closely, you are not alone. It just happened that you chose not to see them. Let go of your grudge, and be the you 7 years ago."
I knew the King was right. I've started to forgotten the goodness of other people, and have been trying to find fault with everyone I've met. But something still puzzles me.
"Why are you telling me all these? You are the dark forces, and responsible for so many evil things, yet you are trying to help me here."
The King laughed, "you don't see it yet. Well, let's just say I don't like trespassers, and you are trespassing in my territory, that's why I wants to drive you out with my troops. I'll let you stay a few more days, but you'd have to leave as soon as you figure out the logics."
With that, the King turned his back and returned to his majestic palace, awaiting the next trespasser trapped in his dark zone.
And I was left alone once again on the road, thinking through his words and actions that rarely make any sense.
The dark forces knew I couldn't possibly break out of the barrier alone. Thus they didn't really bothered about catching me, as they knew eventually, I'll turn back.
And now, for the thirteenth time, I've reached the boundary. I stood there wondering just how I could break out of this barrier. I wished someone from the outside will see me, and lend me a hand, or someone from the inside will give me a push, but looking around, I knew it was impossible.
Eventually, I saw flashes and heard roars. They've caught up with me. My thirteenth time is a failure again.
With no other choice, I turned back, and ran back the way I came. The roar gets louder with each steps I took, as though laughing at me for my futile attempts to escape.
The King of the force then started to splash water into my face. Just then I heard voices in my mind, it was the King's, conversing with me using his secret power.
"So, you didn't manage to break the barrier again eh," and as though knowing what I was thinking, he continued, "what you need is someone you can trust to give you a push, isn't it?"
"Probably," I thought, in a reply to the King.
"Well, I'll give you something. Look into your hand."
I brought up my hand, still clenched together.
"Don't clench your hands like that. Open up and let go, you must know how to let go before you will be able to break that barrier."
I was shocked, the King of the dark forces was actually telling me how to break that barrier?
"Now look into your hands, what do you see?"
I looked down at my hands, and after a few seconds of looking, i replied "nothing."."Nope, you are wrong, look more closely."
I looked down again, giving it a closer examination and still found nothing.
From my blank look, the King knew I was lost.
"You see your hands, don't you? With your hands, you can make things happen, even when you are alone. And furthermore, if you look more closely, you are not alone. It just happened that you chose not to see them. Let go of your grudge, and be the you 7 years ago."
I knew the King was right. I've started to forgotten the goodness of other people, and have been trying to find fault with everyone I've met. But something still puzzles me.
"Why are you telling me all these? You are the dark forces, and responsible for so many evil things, yet you are trying to help me here."
The King laughed, "you don't see it yet. Well, let's just say I don't like trespassers, and you are trespassing in my territory, that's why I wants to drive you out with my troops. I'll let you stay a few more days, but you'd have to leave as soon as you figure out the logics."
With that, the King turned his back and returned to his majestic palace, awaiting the next trespasser trapped in his dark zone.
And I was left alone once again on the road, thinking through his words and actions that rarely make any sense.
Wednesday, June 04, 2008
18 Days
The countdown started 18 days ago. 18 days is the amount of time that I was given to convert from a total novice in TFT, into a remarkable player whom can command a whole force of army into battle, and slain the opposing force of Bimbang.
And so mission impossible started.
Day in, day out, I copied moves from other players and practiced them with the A.I.. Winning most of the battles proved that those wins were not fluke, and I thought I was ready at the end of the 18 days.
When the force of darkness and the force of light clash at the end of the countdown, and with the force of light worn and out of touch, I thought maybe this time, darkness will triumph for once. No, it didn't. Light still scored an overwhelming victory ending any hope that darkness will ever win in the near future.
And so mission impossible started.
Day in, day out, I copied moves from other players and practiced them with the A.I.. Winning most of the battles proved that those wins were not fluke, and I thought I was ready at the end of the 18 days.
When the force of darkness and the force of light clash at the end of the countdown, and with the force of light worn and out of touch, I thought maybe this time, darkness will triumph for once. No, it didn't. Light still scored an overwhelming victory ending any hope that darkness will ever win in the near future.
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