Ok ok,

In a nutshell, riveting performance. Excellent.

Cheers.
ps: A planned accident is still an accident.

Ok ok,

Lots of people go through rough times. You maybe have gone through a rough time yourself or someone you know may have. A little bird once told me that when people are going through bad patches, they tend to appreciate anything thrown at them. This “anything” includes badly home made sandwiches, stale non alcoholic beer and a dead dog for a pet.

There’re just so many things that we have no control over. Things that we can’t decide over. Things that we can’t change. Things that we can’t stop from happening. Things that we can’t turn around. Things that we can’t help. Things we can’t do anything but throw our hands skyward and ask “Why Me?”.

Life has taught me to be open-minded about many things. Accept the facts, easy or hard. Accept the truth, painful or not. Accept it, whether you want to or not and to move on after that. We have to keep moving on no matter what happens. They say to keep moving is to be alive. I can’t tell with certainty who “they” are, but i have a pretty good idea this time. In truth we can move on even if we lose something so precious that we think we couldn’t live without but it’s just that it would be too painful to move on. But if we do move on, someday you’ll turn back and feel much stronger, with no regrets. This is the point where we will pause and appreciate the mind control exercises practiced by the Jedi.

To put things in perspective without sounding overly condescending, in reality there is only the present, because the past no longer exists and the future does not exist yet. Of the past, only selective images exist. Just what the mind wants to and can retain. And of the future there can be only fear or hope, whichever is your cup of tea. The future, like the past, is but an ‘extension’ of our minds. The mind cannot comprehend an existence locked in stasis and so the past and the future are coping mechanisms.

Children have neither past nor future; they enjoy the present, which very few of us do.

Cheers.
ps: Many people feel better after reading this article but are confused as to what the author is trying to convey.
ps2: The author is equally confused.

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Sometimes i hear women saying, “Men are too inanely simple .. “.

O right, i am only a man and therefore simple. It was the simple man who a spanned the great bridges and built the skyscrapers of the world. It was the same simple man who pulled out Excalibur and much later in history went on to invent the world wide web. But yeah, they are right, all we simpletons did next was to put robots out in surface of Mars , and not to mention defeating the little scourge called communism and if i am not mistaken, No not mistaken, it was a man who took up a pen and started to write when GOD first spoke.

So when a woman says to me that a man is simple, i think she is probably right, probably.

Cheers.
ps: I always wanted to use scourge in a sentence. Mission Accomplished.
ps2: Feminists, don’t be mad, it was not me who came up with this but my brain. Please refer to previous post on the 6th of September 2011.

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Generally speaking, the world wide web is a gaping black hole that sucks in intelligence, civility, realism, zen, respect and spits out raw unfiltered unadulterated stupidity. This of course provides the saner among us with ample opportunities to feel good about ourselves.

Cheers.
ps: Chuck Norris doesn’t surf the web, the web is the dead brain cells he donated to cancer research.

Dance With the Devil (Batman 1989) – by Aaron Christopher Judd

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I hate my brain. Really. I was trying to think of a way to replace it, but my brain outsmarted me. I realized, as is probably obvious to all of you, that my brain would never let me think of how to replace it. At least my brain wouldn’t, my brain is smarter than me.

See, my brain controls what I dream about. Dreams are our escape from reality. The possibilities of our dreams are endless. Renowned physicist Walter Bishop once famously remarked that dreams have the ability to help us transcend the space time fabric to another plane of existence. Of course i have no idea what he means but maybe you do. There are absolutely no restrictions. At least that’s what they say dreams are. Don’t ask me who “they” are. But i believe dreams are just pure sophistry. 125% unadulterated BS.

Last night, I had a dream. Not the kind that Steve Jobs or Anna Hazare would have had, but rather a vague unclear and enigmatic dream. I dreamt that i was in my living room watching the tv that was switched off, while a 200kg gorilla was sitting opposite me making lewd gestures at me. And as i have mentioned countless times, i believe the gorilla meant to hurt me real bad.

I mean seriously, is this what my brain can come up with? I could think of 7 things right now that would be more impressive:

1. Floating within the moment that determines failure and success neither here nor there.
2. Laughing loudly at Darth Vader a minute before he put on his mask.
3. Eating a lot of hot dogs really fast.
4. Play with StikFas.
5. Getting beaten the crap out of by Samuel L Jackson;
5a. While at the same time peeling a banana to find there is chocolate inside.
6. Going for a ride on BattleStar Galactica.
7. Taking part in a coup to supplant a communist or senile dictator acting democratic (You know who you are).
8. Compiling a source code that infinitely loops within itself.
9. Getting my voice-mail recorded my Mr. James Earl Jones.
10. (And my all time favourite) Outrunning the sonic boom of a Chuck Norris roundhouse kick.

Tell me these are great ideas. I should be a brain. Would you want me as your brain? OK that’s it i’m going to bed now.

Cheers.
ps: Purely for humour, nothing profound.

Ok ok,

I have realised that the greatest power on earth does not lie within a block of uranium. On the contrary, the greatest power lies within ourselves. Yes, The power to cook a pot of curry.

Armed with mere smell alone, made out of cinnamon, cloves and chicken in most cases, cooked and stirred in disarray. But to think that when put together in a sequence with an intended meaning, these primitive smells have pinched whole populations into wakefulness and caused worldwide hunger pangs, one has to stop and think.

The smell of curry can move the world, the masses, in blind belief, and these authoritative sources have always held a strong sense of self righteousness, however artificial, subjective or misleading.

I wonder if it is important for all of us to smell the same odor of curry. Could it be a different variation. We should never stop cooking it for the moment we stop, we lose everything.

I have realized that the greatest power on earth does not lie within a block of uranium. On the contrary, the greatest power lies within ourselves. Yes, The power to cook curry and we might just be losing it.

This post has been inspired by Mr. Brown’s curry song Here.

Cheers
ps: Many people started cooking curry after reading this.