Tuesday, September 29, 2009


I have read motivation books
I can relate flipping through the pages
Then I am done, and nothing seem to change.

I have attend motivation talks
Impress with them talking the walks
And walking the talks
Then I am done, and that is about it all.

I have read inspiration quotes
So very reflective and relatively true
At the end, life is still the same - crude and screwed.

All the while .....
Waiting for something to motivate me
Waiting for someone to stand behind me
Waiting for some events to change me
Waiting for some history to mold meBoldNothing really happen
Nobody really came
Then I decided to be just ME..
Decided that I should make things happen
Decided that I should stand behind myself at all time
Decided that I should create eventful events
Decided that I should make history.

Behind every great man/woman's success, stands YOU.
That way, success would come faster then waiting for someone.

Saturday, September 26, 2009

What is the Priority?

What is it one wants and needs of tomorrow?
What is it one needs and wants of tomorrow?
In what chronological arrangement that indefinitely give one the best of One-self?
As in what ways will the universe reward one?
As in how the unknown may destroy one?

While one so willingly give up the time wasting in thoughts
Guessing the irrelevance of the future
Rotting in the fear, meticulously assuring one of flawlessness
Yet, honestly, one has no power of prediction
Not even the power over the slightest predicament
Yet one always strive for perfection
That perfection seems to come only and with the rise of TOMORROW
So today, let's pay attention ....

Think of tomorrow ....
Should we? We could, and we would, or we would and we could
Could we? We would, and we should, or we should and we would
Would we? We should, and we could, or we could and we should
Then ponder of tomorrow ....
What benefit does it bring, that tomorrow shall not bring itself already?
What change will there be, that tomorrow is not affixed by the universe?
What surprise is in store, that tomorrow has not already prepare?

One could if one would
One would, thus one could
One should if one could and would
A matter of ambiguity
A barricade between conscience and consciousness
The manipulative mind
The divulge thoughts
The assertive decisions
The morality and spirtuality
The humanity and the humane.

What is the Priority?

Thursday, September 24, 2009

Skeletons In the Closets

Dig in the truth
Query your honesty
Confide in your integrity
Are you innocent or are you guilty?
Nothing happen out of the blue
Nor everything is coincidental, least a necessity
It can be a far reach for justice
Can you be persecuted and trialed, justly?

Sooner or later
You will find skeletons in the closets
Like it or not
They are coming out, or they are locked up;
Short, there is no justice in it all
Clarification, yes
Can the creepy crawling skeletons come out now?
They will stand witnesses to your thriumph or to your fall.

Secrets after secrets
Dreaded and ashamed
Are you strong enough to let them go with you to grave?


"I Will Follow YOU"

The good, the bad
The kindness, the evil
Everything that is been done
The karma that follows, the deeds that grows
The punishments that comes with it
The coincidental events that follows suit

Almost feels like destiny or fate
Or whatever one may want to call it
Is happily singing into the ears , Ricky Nelson "I Will Follow You"

I will follow you
Follow you wherever you may go
There isn't an ocean too deep
A mountain so high it can keep me away

I must follow you
Ever since you touched my hand I know
The near you I always must be
And nothing can keep you from me
You are my destiny.

It is almost a mockery
Or just a reminder of some sort
Nobody really knows
But it is probably something that many fears
But is it worth worrying
To worry to begin with
Would give rise to the question "Why"
It is also worthy to go figure the root cause of it.

Regardless whatever the acts may be
The fruits thereof follow and will never stop pursuing.

Monday, September 21, 2009

Chasing Tragedy

There is no justice is being kind
No peace in being honest
There is no joy in being in love
Then there is pain of breaking up
Do all the best, be friendly, be lovely
Instead of chasing tragedy.

Justice is blind
Although perseverance will bring reward
That kindness begets kindness
Evil will rot in hell
But sometimes, the repercussion is faster
Than the gift of rewards
Nevertheless, let's not be chasing tragedy.

Move ON

One day, when one can recollect those memories
And feel no more hurt, then one has moved on.

One day, when one look back into the past
And laugh about it, one have moved on.

One day, when one see the ex and memories pops up
One managed to brush them aside, say Hi, and have a hug, one have moved on.

Memories and thoughts will linger
They are not permanently forgotten
Just locked up in a box somewhere
At times, they popped up like Jack in a box
Don't be surprised that one still feel the hurt, shed a tear, and have a lil fondness left
It certainly doesn't mean one HASN'T MOVE ON
Absolutely sure one has lead a normal life and change something along the way
Being alive, and living a life, is a good sign of MOVE ON
And rest assured when one has all those feelings, one must be affirmed
ONe is a still a warm loving human being, who is capable of emotions.

It is not always about time, how long and when.

It is only true to the core, ONe is a HUMAN BEING.

Unless you are an android with programmed artificial intelligence!

Sunday, September 20, 2009

Existence of GOOD & BAD

Is there really a distinctive difference between good and bad?
Perhaps there is a gray area where good is bad, and bad is good
An interlocking functions that serve each other, complimentary
Also serves as a probable explanation that it is the definite pattern of universe.

The latch with the lock
The shoes and matching socks
The perfume for specific occasions
Love and hatred
Death and birth
Repercussions and karma
Vicious cycles of nature
Perhaps it is just nature preserving itself
And nature perseverance against changes
There is benefit of doubts to existence
Lies between truth
Truth is coincidence
Coincidence is just a collision of fate.

A matter of perception
A case of perspective ...
Good and bad
It is an alternative ...

Let's imagine: Constipation
1. You are so rich, you seek profession medical consultation and house call too.
2. You are rich enough to run down to the pharmacy and get the medication.
3. You are poor, so you hang on till nature somehow kicks in and work miracles.
4. You are unucky, that you ate something bad and you got a weak stomach also.
5. You are a happy-go-lucky, you consumed something rotten, but no food poisoning.

Constipation is not bad, it is just nature acting up
But when we make something good out of it, then it is called Detoxification
For the very affordable health conscious people
For the less fortunate, let's go back to #3, #4 and #5

Maybe some may argue that good and bad can be distinguished
As well as good and evil, can be identified, through personalities
There is a devil, and there is an angel
So there is heaven, and so there must be hell
Yet all truly agree, that both existed
Should they live together harmoniously
Or must one rule over the other
Perhaps this is where peace and war has been borned.

Maybe it is less painful to just accept the facts
No pun intended
No questions needed
Good and Bad, they just exist.

Wednesday, September 16, 2009

I Do Worry, then I Don't Worry

It would be impossible to say that one has no worry
Unless one is crazy, and living in the asylum
Then there is not a worry in the world to worry about.

There is really lots of worries lurking
Even subconsciously, they lives in the dreams
Although sometimes, worries come and then they go
Worse is if they come and decided to stay longer than suppose
The "worse" fear is a manifestation of fear itself
They become cancerous, and spreads.

Not a time in our life, we don't worry
What to do, and what willl be done, thinking extensively
There seems to be no stop
Not even when sleeping, and eyes shut tight.

In the broad day light, when met a dead end
One often wished to trade their lives for something better
Might even consider trading a soul with the devil
Just to have that relief, but thinking it is permanent, but never
One ends, another one will just begins
Worse, it might turn out to be the worst!

Yes, we all worry, then again, we don't worry
Cast the thoughts aside, tomorrow, they will come back to your side
Think then, when the time comes, what to do
Worry now, and one will grow so weary, tomorrow another stumble block
Tomorrow will always come, like it or not
Unless death comes into town, and spare the worrisome thought.

"I Do Worry, then I Don't Worry"

Live one day at a time, not thinking is not a crime
Least one would have been sued, too many times
Live today, for itself, and tomorrow, worry itself
Let this moment be the best, and tomorrow, as good as it gets.

Tuesday, September 15, 2009

More than Joy

Joy is common .....
Norm, as it is an indication of happiness
Smiling, knowing things are going well
Pleasant things dwell
The air is clear
No more fear.

Joy is common
But laughing for uncommon reasons .....
When things are going bad
Shrug it off, and don't be sad
When things are not going well
Just glad that it ain't raining hell
Despite unpleasantness that interferes
Smile, and be strong, and be prepare
Nothing will be ever too worse
Than crying over spilt milk.

Joy is common ....
Uncommonly, is when we experience joy in our darkest moment
To be able to achieve that, is TRUE SUCCESS, and TRUE JOY!

Saturday, September 12, 2009

LOVE of a different Kind

Let's play word association game ....
Happy - LOVE
Pain - LOVE
Hurt - LOVE
Die - LOVE
Hope - LOVE
Wish - LOVE

A word game for the dire forlorn
Whose world evolves around LOVE
It lingers in the life of 98% of the population
The miserable 1% in living misery without LOVE
The rest of the 0.9% dead with or without LOVE
The almost negligible 0.1% ..........
Alien walking amongst human beings.

Let's play word association with alien ....
Happy - hahahaha
Pain - ouch
Hurt - arrrrh
Die - ----------------
Hope - hmmmm
Wish - hymmm

The universe evolves around Living
It is embedded into everyone, ironically
Sadly, not everyone is living it happily
Just twist and turns, based on emotions
Emotions that are mainly derived from LOVE.

Here is where 1 soul can be alienated
For living the life that is a gift of the present
Where happiness is gained from within
Gained from the given love for others
Yet gained none in return, but life's hard earned experiences
The joy of giving
And the giving of love
And gained is life worth living.

Love is an unique kindness
Giving is kind
Loving is giving kindness
Kindness is joy
Joy is living
Living is the fuel of love
Love is the essence
The presence of peace
Peace that evolves, revolves, involves
Love and Kind and Joy and Peace
The heartbeat of Living a Life.

LOVE of a different KIND.

An Alien

Alien will not care where it is at the moment - although very stressed living here
Alien thinks it is temporary, cos growing - to be a better earthling on earth.

Friday, September 11, 2009

NO Mistakes

There are really no mistakes?
Who would want to believe that?
Especially, if the pain has been done by another
Now become a bad memory that can't wither
Cos some of us choose to live by the hurt
A reminder, a very painful one
That has build a wall of resentment so high
That there will never be any forgivance, just grievance
It became poison, that seeps into the soul
That can't be remove anymore, too late somehow.

If one can't overlook the 'mistakes'
Then they can't look into the life that is now been partake
The goodness that has been derived
The happiness that has arrived
Then the 'mistakes' is truly a mistake
A mistake that will ever be too great to erase
The present will be gray
The future will be grave
Only the past will be so clear
For the 'mistakes' of others which one hold so dear.

There are really no mistakes
Just decisions that we made
The events that we bring upon ourselves
For the experiences that we dwell
That no matter how unpleasant
Sometimes, even we are a nuisance
That is the order, in order to learn
The steps necessaries, to go the places we are destined.

The only mistake, is we believe it is
That is the biggest mistake to begin with.

Thursday, September 10, 2009


There is the heart desire
Burning like a fire
But sometimes flicker
Like a candle.

There is a silence
Hardly making sense
But sometimes loud
Yet stand out in the crowd.

The temperature rose
Then it just goes
But it will come back again
Start looking for the signs.

There might be message inside
But be mindful to the insights
They can be clarification
May hold some explanation.

So there is the bumpy road
As you walk, as you go
There will be signs
Just bear them in mind.

The signs, the indications
The meanings, the emotions
The path, the directions
The signs, journey continuation....


Beautiful morning, having breakfast, with hot tea
The waiters, the passers by, the buses, the cars, the vehicles
Noisy, but they are moving in accordance to their life;
Trapped in the traffic, and getting late for work
Turn on the radio, and the music soothes the anxiety
Chaos no more, it is just a slow order;
It is a hot day, and getting down to hard work
Sweat trickling down, but there is satisfaction
The stack of work is slowly done, as lunch time approach;
A simple meal, but it is a big feast to please the appetite
Feels so good, and the stomach is happy too
All geared for the 2nd 1/2 of the day;
6pm strikes, and it is time to go home
Home sweet home, the house is a haven like heaven
Sleeping well at night, and smiles throughout.

Show your gratitude to each passing day
When it gives so much in return, and much more
The choices of turning pain into a gain
Confusion into explanation
Sadness into gladness
Denial into acceptance
Health into wealth
Sun into fun
Stranger into friend
Friend into lover
Lover into soul mate
Past into the present
The present into the future
The future into a vision
A vision of life into Living.

Just one word ...... GRATITUDE

Tuesday, September 8, 2009


There was once a thought some time back, now thinking again
There were reasons then, there are answers now and .......
It has been months down the road, there are reflections as time flows
Today is not the same as tomorrow, and everyday different as ever more
Each day, the mind evolves, everything changes itself
Each experience, all are enriched.

It is easier putting the pieces together, now understanding it better
The picture is clearer, more obvious than ever
The path that has been traveled, is more evident that it is required
Though it is a tough rough journey, at the end just rewarding
Each day, the mind a little bit more, then the eyes saw
Each experience, is an insight.

Yesterday there is love, today, it has left
There it was understanding, now the truth is beckoning
Finally, eventually, at last! A truth blasted from the past
There used to be a dilemma, it is gone now
Though the decision remains unchange, won't have want it another way
Each day, the storm blow away the doubt, the truth is out
Each experience, there is an obvious reflection.

No regrets, life does get better
Reflections, requires little thinking, it comes in flashes
Staring into your face, emitting its grace
Reflections, a true conviction!

Sunday, September 6, 2009


They said they know you so well, but they only know your past the best
Of all the things you have done to them, they think of you the worst bastards!
Even all the sacrifices done, you realized that it has always just been your RESPONSIBILITY
Those are tasks contracted, until it reach its expiration-BREAK UP!
Whatever the reasons, ultimately you broke the promises, even if someone else called it off
It is, and it has always been, and will forever be, your bloody fault
Argue as you may, dispute and arguments you can prove, you are still WRONG
Now you realized, and know without any reasonable doubt, why you both couldn't belong
It gives you lots of relief, cos now you are finally living the live that you deserve
Although every now and then, the person who claims to know you so WELL
Still insisted that they know you absolutely well, and you just shrug your shoulders
WHATEVER! why even bother to make amends

If the world rest on the laurels of the words of a person
Know well enough, they flock together for a very good reason

If they can't move on, it ain't your PROBLEM!
Reality is the world swings on and you are on the wagon.


Others disappointment, makes you angry
Your own disappointment, makes you weary
You strive to be ignorant of the others
For yourself you strive harder
Whatever they have done, you just wish them well
For yourself, there is no time for anymore disappointment.

Go To Sleep.

After all the laughter and togetherness, there alone again
Confined to the four walls, and the surrounding that epics quietness
Peace surrounds and the weariness slowly seeps in
Time to lay down to sleep, and be empowered by sublimity.

The night is still young, but the world is getting older
Time is slowly ticking away, but tomorrow might be something newer
Ignorance is partial stupidity and foolishness, un-acknowledged
Not to pay attention to the lurking force that watches over the shoulder.

One no longer exists, when it is discard, disown, unwanted
Except in moments of needed, one can only be remembered
It is no comfort, and it is no excuse, the acceptance is only an illusion
That is norm to be forgotten, disregarded, punished for a past that has short comings.

There is no comfort in creating reasoning with logical rationality
Just laying sticks in perfect length that looks pretty neat
Sticks are still stick, long or short, dried as twig or freshly picked
There is certain reality that cannot be changed, unless changing its purposes.

Lay down to sleep, tomorrow is another day of uncertainty
What it has in store, take it with a pinch of salt
Put the brains aside, put the thoughts away
Silent the heart, hushed the soul, appease the spirit ...
Go to sleep .................
One will wake if it is meant to be
Or the bed will be the grave of comforted cushioning ...
Go to sleep .................
Dream of reality, live with delusions
Or be caught in between heaven and hell, dreaming and living.

Make A Wish

As we speak, you have had make a wish
At the back of my head, I know it will come true
For you have wished so hard
From the depth of your heart
The secret messages that you have sent above
They are so likely to come through.

But be careful, you have been warned
You will get everything, even what you don't want
Cos somehow, desires floats freely inside you
You know very well, what you want to do
For you are bound to be so lucky
You are getting more than you bargain
Much more than you ever dream of
For that is what you have truly wished for
Don't act surprise when you get what you want
For you are going to get more than 1 .....

Saturday, September 5, 2009


3 things that never come back:-
Spent Arrow
Spoken Word
Lost Opportunity

If you believe that
There will be remorse and regrets
That is sad .....

If you don't believe in that crap
You are truly a happier man!
Rejoice and be glad .....

I tied them to a boomerang, and:-
1 arrow to spare
1 word to say
1 opportunity came my way
I will do it all over again!


NO perfection NO completion
It is as good as it goes
Focus on the goodness
Disregard the flaws of many others
It is just Disregard, not Ignorance
There is in need of constant reminders
The bad and the good, the existence
But there might be a fine line of balance
That might just tip not in real favour
But let's focus on one thing
That is to be human being
That is LIVING!

Wednesday, September 2, 2009

What is the Haste?

As one grow weary, it is to go to sleep
When in bed, the brain refuse to shut
Racing thoughts, keeping the mind awake
The darting eyes, watching an empty screen
The heart beats faster than anticipated
What is the haste?

It is the time of the night, it is time to rest
Droopy eyes, the brain almost knocking off
Yet laying down in bed, thinking about tomorrow
The things to do, the tasks to be performed
Wishing that tomorrow comes faster
What is the haste?


Asked me a zillion times, my intentions remains the same
Time after time, will not make me change my mind nor my heart
For the truth remains intact, although that itself is not a promise;
To many, the many facets seem like some kind of game
But it ain't, although there is rise and fall, the pain and heartache
Still I will not turn back time, and say my prayers and wish for something else.

Slash me, hurt me, demoralize me, anything as been wished
My intentions will not varies like the weathers ever changing
The destiny is already shaped, I won't want it any other way;
The sea is not calm, the weather is rough, but there is peace in the midst
Soul tormented, heart lamented, spirit broken, but I am here remaining
Clutched my coat, and through the torrent, on this path, I steadfastly stay.

Voices ringing in my ears, heart beating like flights of hummingbird
Am taking trashing and beatings, like the end of the world
The battles that feel like eternity, but my intentions will not alter;
Though it seems am ambigiously ambitious, yet only one intention is clear
All the tiny aspirations are all leading to one big whole
At the end, they will all come together, as one, picture and one future.

One day, something is bound to change my mind about everything
Except the destiny of what my intentions are built upon
For I couldn't see it any other way, more befitting and fulfilling;
Even a gift may turn out to be a curse as well, so I may as well think
Since things are going well, and also going not so swell, so it may dawn
Still tomorrow is so worth to be given a chance of creating, something.

All are welcome to cross examine my intentions
Scrutinize, as much as it is needed
Only to attest its authencity;
All are welcome to question that accompanying passions
No secrets will ever be so discreet
For facts are clearly seen as the present reality.

Don't misunderstood promises with predictions of intentions
It would be misinterpreting if they are been compared wrongfully
For each is different, distinctively at its own stand point;
Don't bring about the past, and be overly judgmental
Unforgiving, and being prejudiced
For my intentions drew their own outlines.