Everyone needs a certain measure of it. The act of trespassing someone's privacy is akin to the desecration of hallowed grounds. I no longer want to blog under the pressure to self-censor. I resent being asked to justify and explain my inner thoughts when all I enjoy is letting it flow freely, as it is. Since I find this liberty and creativity being strangled and stiffled, I will be taking a break from this blog. Farewell.
Thursday, August 21, 2008
Monday, August 18, 2008
Honesty
Does it pay to be honest? Let’s see. I took it for granted that it does. But there are times when it does not. I guess certain things are best left unmentioned. Ignorance is bliss, as people often say.
Yes, so they say, we appreciate it, yet their actions indicate otherwise. To regret or not... does it still matter anymore? Well, whatever la. Too late for all that kind of talk already. Honesty, not necessarily the best policy.
Tuesday, August 5, 2008
New Policies
As I was enlightened by a particularly brilliant commenter (whom out of his exceeding humility decided to remain anonymous), that since I am unable to change the Government's thinking, it would only be appropriate for me to adjust my thinking in line with theirs. I found the idea rather disagreeable initially, but after much thought, guess what? I concur. I do admit that I am rather pig-headed at times, and more often than not, new ideas which contradict my existing beliefs are discarded immediately. I can only thank my wonderfully unique education for that! My, my, why am I not seeing a stampede of foreign students into our institutions of education? Nah, those foreigners are just too daft to see the beauty and perfection of our system. Their loss, not ours *shrugs*
In light of that, I unveil a new "Information Policy" which will bring this blog in alignment with the Law, notably:
Printing Presses and Publications Act
Internal Security Act
As preservation of peace, harmony and above all, security remains of paramount importance in ensuring the stability of society, all flow of information published must henceforth be subject to approval by the Administrator of this blog. Ideas which are deemed unsuitable for the frail but budding Rakyat Mentality are not to be permitted under any circumstances. To reduce the risk of security breaches* and subversive elements*, anonymous commenting will be discontinued. In exchange for revealing your identity, we guarantee your safety and privacy. Sure, trust us on that.
Any violation of these new policies will be promptly dealt with by the hand of justice*.
*The Administrator reserves the sole and final rights to define what constitutes the following terms : Security breach, subversive elements, justice.
Friday, August 1, 2008
Education
Just a simple thought on my early years. Over the years my eyes have been opened and I begin to question what I regarded as conventional wisdom. I guess I have always been something of an anomaly in my environment. Not to disparage anyone in particular, but the world I grew up in actively and passively dissuaded any pursuit of intellectualism. This mentality was so firmly rooted within the education establishment and social construct that intellectuals were consistently branded as less useful to society and worthy of persecution. Rather, the vague idea of a 'wholesome' individual was mooted and idealized. Somehow, a student who dabbled in some sports and mugged consistently to regurgitate successfully during examinations was the Adonis that every student should aspire to be. Shallow, no?
I call it Third World Mentality.
Friday, July 18, 2008
Far from grace,...
...further than I could ever imagine.
Warning : Emo Code Red
A long torturous downward spiral toward impending doom...
It was barely a year ago I was brimming with confidence, full of conviction and ruthlessly bold. So much, too much in fact, have changed in the span of a year. Was it fear? Pain? I do not know. All I know is that my resolve chipped away and eventually shattered. Certainly I did not choose to tread on this path. Yet I am consigned to an almost-certain doom no matter which road I take now. Walk the high road (or should I say tight rope) and lead a life of despair or embrace the darkness, and await whatever death that lies at the end of the road. My, what cheery options I have.
Have I landed at the bottom of this pit? Or is there a lower level awaiting me tomorrow?
Monday, July 14, 2008
Nothing I come with, ‘cept this...
It’s been ages already, hasn’t it? The seasons have passed, and much has changed since you left.
10 years have passed; it has been a long journey of healing and acceptance. Life is a brief candle indeed, a vapour in the grand scheme of all things. I don’t think you would want another tear shed, do you? Time heals all wounds, so goes the adage, and salves the scars inflicted by life. So here I am, with nothing more than a token of remembrance.
Rest in peace
Sunday, July 6, 2008
Home
"but look,
I have brought myself home,
seasoned by confidence,
broadened by land and languages,
I am no longer afraid of the oceans
or the differences between people,
not easily fooled
by words and ideas"
an excerpt from Si tenggang’s homecoming
by Muhammad Haji Salleh.
I have brought myself home,
seasoned by confidence,
broadened by land and languages,
I am no longer afraid of the oceans
or the differences between people,
not easily fooled
by words and ideas"
an excerpt from Si tenggang’s homecoming
by Muhammad Haji Salleh.
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