Sin Free?

~For Christians Only~

When Jesus say “if your eyes had cause you to sin, pluck it out”, what he meant was exactly what he says. That the mere act of oogling at a man or women with lust, harbouring the desire to act on it or to fantasise or imagine lewd scenes is enough to make you a sinner. Never mind if you stay faithful to your legitimate companion till your golden years or beyond. Otherwise He could just ask you to wash your eyes, drip some eye solution and you are back to normal, instead of plucking them out. And he meant both eyes because no one pair of eyes can focus on two things at the same time. Not unless you are squint-eyed.

Thus the act of refraining yourself from being physical with somebody who is not your spouse does not warrant you the coveted trophy of being ‘sin free’. And sin is not exclusive of the flesh. It might win you praises from both your wife or your in laws or the general public but not He who owns the heavenly kingdom. And He did not specify the age that one should not ogle thus you can still be a sinner when you are a teenager or stay unmarried.

In other words, no one can claim themselves to be sin free. And lust is but one of the seven sins beside greed, gluttony, pride, anger, vanity and laziness. And acknowledging yourself to be sinful is to recognise that one essential trait which makes us human, the consolation is that if you believe in Him, ‘he will absolve you from your sins for as long as you acknowledge and admit to your weakness’. His role is similar to that of your parents who pardons you from the mistakes you made.

If you cannot understand this simple verse, please stop being a Christian. Being in denial of this simple teaching is planting doubt and corrupting your own mind. Creating your own interpretation is pride and vanity, two forms of sin.

Having said this, I welcome you back to this world as a human, I appreciate everyone’s effort for trying to be godly or god like, but stop celebrating outward physical faithfulness as an achievement. The propensity of behaving ugly is a prerequisite of the human make you are. All men are born sinners as St Paul says. Never more true.”

⁃ Kris Lee 2020.

Live Matters No Matter the Colour

Black lives matter I know, but so are other colors. It might be trendy that when one person dims the light in support of the other, and others follow, let It not be a sinister plot against your arch enemy, or follow moody trends just because you want to feel accepted . Let it genuinely be that you are outrage and demur violence against mankind, no matter what color they are. Polarization is at its worse when race becomes the main coterie, but it is not as worst as having blind supporters who cheer for no good reason. Perhaps it is opportune and timely that more discourse should happen to iron out man’s folly. But not within the four walls of deceit, of treachery, suppression or selfish motives. Truth lies within your own heart. Ending racism is about removing suspicion and creating trust . Without that, merely looking beyond colours is certainly not good enough. Dimming the light without discouraging marginalization and you are just a blady fool that became a tool for those who doesn’t fully understand the values of our ubiquitous existence.

True Love

True love rejoices in truth; in being honest, and transparent; whereas fake love hides in the darkness of lies

True love makes sacrifices; whereas fake love is only selfish upon themselves

True love lasts forever, unlike physical needs or material existence; whereas fake love dies, when it is only after the flesh

True love grows, and inspires you to be a better person; whereas fake love loves fighting and heated arguments, doesn’t know how to resolve problems calmly, and destroys your good life

True love loves you and loves itself, it looks after its own health and well being, so that you could have a stronger relationship; whereas fake love hates itself, giving you more undeserving pains and problems

True love acts with trembling, not only talks but act with passion, excitement and energy; whereas fake love is nonchalant, never cares, and always give excuses instead of fulfilling promises

True love is hopeful, include you into their future plans, and never give up fighting for you; whereas fake love easily gives up, has no permanent plan for your relationship, and doesn’t treat you as important

True love is faithful, dependable and believes in you despite your shortcoming; whereas fake love is unbelieving, until they are 100% sure of you

True love is loyal, displays strong commitment, and will never cheat on you; whereas fake love is a cheater

True love trusts, and have confidence in your actions, they think positively; whereas fake love doubts, and only harbors negativity about you

True love knows and makes effort to know and understand you, so they could love you better, can read your mind and feel your emotions; whereas fake love just doesn’t get it, doesn’t understand what’s going on with you, and doesn’t care about your thoughts and feelings

True love is wise, mature, and righteous; whereas fake love is foolish, childish, inconsiderate, reckless and narrow minded

True love may be painful, but it protects you and shields you from anything that will hinder growth; whereas fake love hurts, it only gives you momentous satisfaction, it is toxic

True love is honorable, respectful of your opinions, and ambition; whereas fake love is rude, arrogant, and disregards your self worth

True love is joyful, happy, and likes to see others happy; whereas fake love is bitter, filled with negativity, and holds grudges

True love is grateful, thankful and blessed when you are around, and appreciates everything you gave; whereas fake love is envious, feels you are unlucky, and jealous of your possessions

True love feels fulfilled; whereas fake love always feels empty, greedy, and unsatisfied

True love is humble, admits to mistakes, and takes the blame unto himself; whereas fake love is proud, boastful, a credit grabber, and never admit to mistakes

True love is patient, enduring, and forgiving; whereas fake love is easily angered, quick to judge, and punishes you without mercy

True love is kind to you, generous, and compassionate; whereas fake love is cruel, gives you pain and treats you badly

(Author Unknown)

Queer Normalcy

“The MCO is almost over. And life will soon be back to pretty normal. Like we didn’t learn a thing or two about intimacy or the lack thereof. I am overwhelmed to be able to piece all the loose ends together and set out to do things city life could not afford for the longest of time and for the life of me. I see happy faces, and sad psychiatric patterns forming in some people that I know. I see that men could thrive in smaller congested spaces.

But has men not learnt anything from it other than gazing into blank walls or scrutinizing insects and faulty lock sets in greater detail? Have we outlived our families and yearn for the mortal cagelessness? Or are we mortified by the revetments plaguing our lonelier nights?

Will digitizing help men whom are truly social creatures to sustain their liveability rather than wrecking their puny skulls and be more creative than just abuse a tool which had been there for decades and serves a purpose to only things that doesn’t need oral assessment? Have we lived the entire quarantine in anticipation of our queer normalcy?

Did we not learn something from it?

The streets are now screaming for a change of pace, and a change in how our lives operate. Not succumbing back to traffic jams, and be proud of the everyday reporting. And how about the groupings that many wanted to form but now evaporates into thinner air? Whereforth thou is men’s conviction rather than unto themselves that others need to suffer in their hands?

I wilt as a single leaf on a tree that thrives only with sun and rain but knows not what pruning will maketh a healthier more desirable growth. I crave to wake up not in suspense but to be confronted by our inner yearnings for truth, but not deceit. We need to recalibrate. We have to. For whatever normalcy means.”

ONE SORDID NIGHT

18+++ (REMINDER)

Please do not carry on reading if you are underaged or your country law forbids.

Prologue

“How sweet it would be, to see you there, lying on the bed, anticipating my presence”…

“How sweet it would be, to relish your contour, basking under the pale glow of the moon as I approach”, I thought for awhile…

Then,

I entered…

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Part 1

And there you were, lying face down, like a slumbering Aphrodite, your skin, smooth as silkened powder, your fragrance, enveloping the room , overcoming my senses…

Just like how I anticipated.

“Oh my lover of the night whose soul doth connects to mine…”, I thought to myself, as I whimper sweet nothings into your ears whilst your eyes lay closed …

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Part 2.

And there I was staring at you, and staring at myself from the reflection in the mirror. Through the faintly glow, there I was, quenching my thirst, with my fingers at your nape.

You quivered with pleasure…

On bended knees, I stoop, there I caressed your supple skin .

You turned over and smiled as I slowly lifted the strings that helm your nightie…

You trembled to the sensation of that cold air now pelting your skin…

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Part 3.

My mouth now explores the silkened length of your legs, relishing its way to your feet, caressing each dainty toe, tenderly taking them in one by one, into my mouth, hearing you let out a silent moan…

(A gush of juice now flows and wet your panties..)

My tongue, now inching along, teases your ankle with little pecks… as both my hands caresses your feet..

You were gasping in delight… mouth wide open, eyes in trancelike state, again, letting out a yearning moan…

(You felt a heightened sense of pleasure, a litany singing from heaven now overcoming your body..)

And you said “Gosh Darling, Give it to me nowI I want it now! Oh Please!!!”, as you spread your legs wide…)

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Part 4.

You were trembling and thrashing, as you gripped and swirl on the bedsheet, your head tossing, your mind swirling, your hair ruffling in a state of pure ecstasy..

Your nails now bite into my back, your legs, lifted, a little higher, gyrating to the rhythmic motion of my intimate dynamic humps.

“Take me! Take me!” you said!

Flesh to flesh, skin to skin, two luscious soul connects and rocks..

Organ to organ, sweat to sweat, moist juice smacking on their pubic hairs, as you held on tightly but firmly, my face limping over your neck, licking the sweet drips of perspiration warming your ears…

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Part 5.

Your nipples now stays erect, perched in gay abandonment brushing my torso… and the trash, at first slow, has now sped in tango. Both legs, once rodeoed, are now clamped, muscles gliding as they rub in intimacy, they are now locked over my back.

Such pain, such pleasure, your hands now gripped my face as you push your lips to meet mine!

“Give me your tongue” you said, as you thirstily quench on my saliva until you squirm and let out a Big BIG moan! Your pussy pulsates and contracts as it churns and swallows my engorged phallus. In an expletive moment, I too came! Spurts after spurts, giving the cunt the last few poundings it deserves!

“I want it inside my mouth!”, you said as you slid below my torso, slurping like s wild crazy creature, taking in every drop of love juice that you possibly could fit into your mouth. You swallowed, fingers guiding the spillovers, as you drank in all the nectar. “Now you’re inside my body”, you said with a sensuous glee.

You held onto me tightly…

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Part 6.

For a fleeting moment , there you are, laying motionless, succumbing to the feeling of ecstasy tinglng your skin and swirling inside your mind. You managed a few giggles as your body lays limpid to the sweet moist of love and lust both mixes in the concoction of the excitement you both planned. You wanted it so much. A far cry from the placid days spent lying there whilst your husband trounces you for his own selfish pleasure without caring for your needs. You lay there wondering, if this romance and discreet intimacy could go on and on, and on…

You wanted it so much to be able to unleash the hidden facets of your longings, trappings of a sex starved woman you knew you were, and for your body to be held and kneaded at the right places. That arouses you. That you know now, is the ingredient which makes the whole bonding heavenly.

And that is what, satisfies you immensely…

Most of all, you wanted to be able to orgasm as much, over and over and over again and feel the sensations lasting on your crotch, arising from the heat and madness with the wonderful lover you have found.

As you lay there, you could here the sounds of shower coming from the bathroom. And smiled. The contractions wasn’t over…

You ran your fingers over your abdomen and down your love hole. You inserted your fingers in and moaned. Now it’s even more sensitive to touch. And you loved it. “What a wild lover”, you thought to yourself. “He’s hot and perfect in every single way..,

And he alone could ignite the flame inside of me…”

The shower door opens and there he stood, the Greek god of sex you were endowed with.

And another tingling sensation envelops your being. “Honestly, I know I am insatiable.” you thought to yourself. “But how could he have made me not think of anyone else except him alone?!” And even when I’m not with him, there’s this longing that bodes into emptiness inside my heart, the longing for his presence, and touch. “Oh how it hurts!”

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Epilogue

I collected my clothes.

Again I approached my sweet Aphrodite and onto her body, I planted kisses. The forehead, the cheeks, the neck, the lips. And went down again to the other lips. Again she moaned. Again she spread her legs.

I smiled.

“Don’t go yet darling, stay with me for a little while more ?” , you were heard saying as I adjusted my self up from the love nest.

I went to your side, holding your hands in mine, feeling your fingers interlocking mine…

I gave it a reassuring squeeze…

And I said “Dear, I am yours, for as long as the river flows, mine will flow to your heart.”

I adjusted my shoelaces, then my tie.

“Never ever forget that, my soulmate, and I heart you.”

And again you pounced onto me, hungrily searching for my lips! I could feel your needs. And I let you. Brushing your hair off your face, my hands now flicking and embracing your gorged nipples…

The door remains closed.

My schedule again changes.

For the umpteenth time…

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THE END.

(Author Unknown)

Cavemen-like Snow White

“Some say if we practice social distancing, all will be fine. I say it’s not about that. The concern is about maniacs whom refuses tests even when they suspected they have contracted it but goes around coughing onto everything we touch from lift buttons to trolleys to foodstuffs. It’s about the sex workers whom they engage in close proximity with. And the toddlers under their care. It’s about their presence inside the lrts, coaches, hospitals, meeting or function rooms where the air conditioning recirculates. Worse if they themselves are politicians or chefs. Then there are the protective suits that healthcare workers, civil defense and policemen needs who chanced upon them including security guards.

There are many situations to consider. Although we’d all be as fair as snow after the MCO, with cavemen length hair and insufficient vitamin D from sunlight to protect us from the virus.”

Why Doctors When God Heals?

All over the world, clusters of people still crowds carnivals and annual events. When asked, most of them thought it their RIGHT, and owe it to FATE, if ever they contacted the virus. So should our national healthcare includes and provide for individuals such as these who still persist, not that they are ignorant or misinformed? And how should they treat individuals who thought it is the governments duty to make them well, if they fall ill, straining hospital capacities like it’s their inheritance and entitlement?

Around the world, every individual and government is now tested. Because in every country, there are bound to be individuals who thought they are invincible by gravitating towards God’s healing power, or the protective gear they slipped on, bought through the internet, or, the age old potion or amulet their community reveres to. In some religions, laities were made to believe there is no purpose for God if obeisance is lacking. There are those who thought because everyone is quarantined, the streets are therefore safer than their own homes. Then, there are also those whom are used to outdoors. As for the rests, the condition of their houses does not warrant it to be called home.

The believe in culture and traditions is imbued on many since young, thus the believe in old wive’s tale, superstition and concoctions hence, the potions made of gall bladders and animal bones. And if that doesn’t work, most likely, these traditionalist would either owe its failure to the wrath of god or the severity of the illness, or fate. To convince individuals such as these to consult doctors is a menacing affair. The natural tendency of people to cower themselves with assurances, safety and security makes them susceptible to advertising gimmicks thus the tendency to buy and believe in protective gears. And when those products fail, they will resort to the next good buy, again through online or through their friends recommendation. For those who stray from quarantine, some were used to the outdoors so their urge for a breather is a must. For as long as their mind reassures them that the streets are safe, since no one is out on the streets, so would they stray wherever their mind, body and soul wonders to. And there are those whose home are too pigeonholed to warrant a lengthy quarantine. They are the most pitiful.

But perhaps, the most challenging to convince are those who thought themselves as invincible when cloaked with the armour of God whom believe that without their total submission, their belief would be compromised. That is most unfortunate.

Believers must be made aware and understand the manifestation of spirit and why God, gave a different purpose to each one of us depending on our capability thus, the doctors, the scientists, the researchers, engineers, architects, chefs, artists and cleaners etc. For its only within that scope of understanding can one understand the need to rely on his healing through the people he commissioned and commands because to each, He gave a purpose in life. Everyone serves God in the humblest of ways He wanted us to. There are those whom he gave wisdom, another the gift of knowledge, to others, the gift of healing and to the rest, prophecy and etc. We must also accept the fact that every person who has ever been healed by God in some way or another, will die existentially. With this understanding in mind, we should now know that to each and everyone of us, God gave a gift in this life because it fulfills a need and purpose to this world we live in. Together, we make and heal the world. And to each one of us, whether we believe in God or not, be convinced that death is for sure certain. That is His plan and His grace.

When sin entered the world as a serpent to tempt Adam through Eve, it is certain that everyone throughout their lifetime will experience futility, rejection and pain, and eventually die. As any mother would experience the pangs of childbirth, the experience is not of condemnation, but of purification and joy. Therefore, disease and sickness are occasionally inflicted upon people as a purifying and rescuing judgment. In other words, an act of mercy. And if one can be so bold to say, God sometimes uses disease to bring particular judgments upon those who reject him and give themselves over to sin. Thus, all natural disasters albeit flood or famine, tsunami or disease — are a call to people to repent and realign their lives.

There are many ways God works in our lives, but it is the same God who does the work through all of us and manifests his Spirit upon us that each one of us may work his own salvation, therefore his many gifts. Thus, to believe that God could cloak and heal you is certain, but what he cloaks away are your fears and the perception of death as punitive. But you must also rely and depend on his fruits that he gifted you wholeheartedly through the hands of others He commands, that you may be relieved of your anguish, pain, suffering and concerns. That is the reason why we should all trust doctors despite our faith background. For those who are adamant, if you like to interpret it in another way, doctors help and relieve you from your pain, suffering, grief and sickness, whilst your God heals you.

Eventually the country with the firmest of regulation and strictest of implementation will win the fight against the virus. But that also depends on the loyalty and respect the citizens have towards the government of the day, whereas obedience and the quality of training and discipline plays a part, afforded by both parents and their school teachers when young. If individuals are used to orders, so will they understand and adhere when orders are imposed. For if they are not, it will be difficult to clamp them down not unless the firmest of regulation and harshest of penalty are imposed.

Not far from it is how people should be convinced the role doctors act in the healing mystery of God. Because without that understanding, those that leaves their health to fate is courting unnecessary danger and in the process, promote more harm than good to the community they live with. That becomes an irresponsibility which is a sin. Because sin is what you do that causes inconvenience to others. One must not be ignorant. We all need doctors, even when God heals.

Chuckles in the Midst of Revetment

 

Never in the history of our country has our people ever been so spruced up, spanky and clean! In another 18 days, we’d all be fairer skinned, slimmer and possibly more self absorbed. We’d also probably lost track of our goals and ambitions after the constant attack on detergents, shampoos, sanitizers and the heart to heart talk with our plants, fridge and coffee maker. We would have probably got used to the simpler necessities of life.

The immobilization and cranky solitude will make an imprint on us all, as we furrow our existence – being conscious about our day to day living, and waking up to visions of a cleaner sky, sea, land, trees, roads, tomorrow and of submerged silence. We will become more acutely aware of the people we come into contact with, giving up of handshakes for namaste, and segregating what matters and what can wait. And the immaterial from the material.

Our mind travels. We now relate ourselves to the animals in captivity at the Zoos, looking out from their cages day in, day out. And the fishes talking to their own reflection inside glass tanks. And we relate ourselves to the people anguished inside the atrocities of war with nothing to look forward to.

But as we all tone down and the world mellows in quivering spin, the smog that curtains our garden now clears. In its rare silence, we can relax to the chirping of birds and distinguish pure decibels once subdued by the noises infused by the mass honking of vehicles. We can rejoice to the depletion of aerosolic dust that once capped our lungs.

We are now more intelligent.

More critically aware of hygiene because we saw through human susceptibility and the mass pillage of undeserving corpses worldwide.

The earth now heals slowly as man dislodges their daily activities, gives up their wants for needs, and continue to prioritize what used to fashion us to the brink of despair.

After a further 18 days of revetment, we could all pat our own backs and be proud.

Think about how much more you will know about your partner, and the smell of jasmine tea. Some will break down, some eventually loses their minds. Some found new ways to dry their clothes and some, would crawl under their beds to sleep. And some would have turned philosophers, amid the chuckles from infants that warms our hope.

HYGIENE TIPS for ANYONE WHO NEEDS TO GO OUT GROCERY SHOPPING

 

If you need to go out today for grocery shopping, remember to wear face mask and have your hand sanitizers with you. If possible wear DISPOSABLE GLOVES!Otherwise you may not know the cleanliness of things you come in contact with.

CARRY ONLY IMPORTANT PERSONAL THINGS WITH YOU and LEAVE YOUR GUCCI HANDBAGS HOME!

Especially fuel gas pumps, ATM machines, supermarket trolleys and baskets, door handles and lift buttons, openly displayed vegetables, meats, fruits, even those sealed inside cartons or plastic bags like bread, canned foods etc. Once you touched them, NEVER EVER TOUCH YOUR FACE, EYES, MOUTH! If you need to pee, wipe your hand before and wash after peeing.

After placing your shopping bags into the car, SANITIZE your hands. Once you get out, WIPE CAR door handles and safety locks, your car safety belt, gear and steering wheel and boot handles. If you are tempted to eat anything, WAIT till you get home and clean packaging first!

Once you got home, WIPE CLEAN EVERYTHING YOU BUY! If it comes in plastic bags, cartons, or boxes, wipe them. WIPE CLEAN PERSONAL BELONGINGS ALSO eg. your hand phone, wallet, credit card, money, eyeglass, shoes and car keys. Don’t wear shoes into your home. Put them all back in respective places like cupboards, fridge then CLEAN THE SURFACES WHERE YOU PUT YOUR THINGS WHEN YOU COME IN and also your tote bags. If possible soak, wash then dry them under the sun.

Then, THROW AWAY your face masks , wash your wiping cloths, remove all your clothes and soak them then HAVE A GOOD BATH.

SOAK vegetables, meat, fruits, anything before you cook them and CHANGE the water.

By this week, all infected victims would have the virus full blown so the likelihood of anyone you come in contact with may have them. Just about anyone. Thus, SOCIAL DISTANCE YOURSELF AND DON’T SHAKE HANDS OR HUG ANYONE!

Take care!

– Kris Lee 2020.

Next Adam

I remembered leaving only soil inside my pots and out shoots new plants. For those whom are concern about the extinction of mankind, I beg to differ. Given the right soil, sunlight and water, evolution again will begin. After our earth heals.

And when that happens, I’d like to be the next Adam. Scaring myself to death when the wind wails, thunder calls, darkness fell and dinosaurs appearing unexpectedly when I poop. That’s far more exciting than wearing face masks!

And I’d like to have Eve by my side. Maybe Eve should come before me. She can set up the fire and find a shelter and probably invent soap and shampoo. Can’t do without them. Then make a bed and cook. Life I think is sweeter with Eve around.

Everyone needs an Eve!

 

Pandemic

“A pandemic this nasty humbles us, if I may be so bold to say, it is an awakening.

Mankind must readily recognize the signs of times and acknowledge our frailty in the face of a calamity this worrying and learn to be humble and meek. Our grey cells if not guarded is capable of being imaginative to the point of being dangerous. But if we can subdue our conscience and submit our inventiveness to wisdom, so can we foresee the consequences when our inventions are abused by the mischief and those greedy for control. And draw the line.

Can we overcome this?

Science has gone beyond the limits of protection it can afford humans because of each individuals ambition when smarter earthlings should lay waste more time and energy to help manage the evil existing inside us from frequently manifesting.

In most cases, money is the root of all evil. Stirred by passion.

We should by now, lay down our hostility, our enmity and even out all animosity that ever exist. Between man and man, brothers and brothers, enemies and enemies. As we reconcile, so then shall we deserve to bask in glory under God’s light.

Before it is to late for us to even breathe.”

Resourceful Idling

Two weeks are hell of a long for those who sits there idling with their phones prying on anything and everything except doing something worthwhile and truly meaningful. I’m not saying you can’t but for the constructive, this is a welcomed opportune. That could mean a moment spent with their loved ones to catch up on things that they never have time to because of work commitments, even just to hold hands and look upon each other fondly whilst counting the stars. There are those whose two weeks brings fulfillment in learning ~ to learn a song they have always wanted to, or even to learn a new recipe! There’re those who catches up on their reading, tidy up loose bills or redesign their business module based on the unfortunate developments. These are some of the exciting things one could do instead of poking fun at the ( I know I know! Unfortunately, they deserved all the darts!) shallow thinking authorities who spends more time calling for press conferences than going down to the ground.

For when the evil winds doth blow, there too are the imaginative who spends their time tweaking their funny brains whose eyes could only foresee baby boomers! For they are the ones who bring humor to the next level. In the midst there too are the wicked who discredits their competitors by posting fake news, reports, images, videos. There are also the paranoids, who spent hours blaming everyone else except he himself for hoarding tons of face masks whilst counting the rise in cases.

We all can be productive with our time. Or we can be negative staying lazy, sloppy and tardy throughout. It’s our choice. But try not to be a beacon of evil. Everyone is trying their best to stay afloat. A month without school and laying idle is only ok for those not facing exams. For the clever, it’s two weeks of undistracted revision time.

“Be vigilant and humanity shall shine. Be good so others can respect you.”

Write a poem, learn a song, cross-stich a cardigan , play with your child, clean your house! There are many other beautiful meaningful things you and I can do. Stare at your plants, look at the clouds, paint a picture! Count the grains of rice. Trail the ants! This world belongs to you and me!

A new world deprived of vanity pots who spends more time posting their selfie than helping old people cross the road! As if only they matter!

It’s a crazy world and it gets crazier by the day!

Whatever you do, try not to talk to yourself! Cos only the distracted does that!

Years ago, the restricted movement act were designed for belligerents. Today, it is applied to us. It says so much of our human race. Why? This world is a sad place. So don’t make it more sad! Help cheer the world up by being constructive instead of being grumpy! And don’t walk around asinine when clear instructions have been made.

If all your neighbors die, you die. Simple as that.

As you spring clean your home, spring clean also, your mind and fill it with hope and joy! Each of us is responsible for our own fate. You can watch a movie to entertain yourself whilst other watches a movie not only to entertain themselves, there’s a story they could learn from it. Train your mind to scale the heights!

But as the streets empty from the order with faint recollections of a once socially pleasant life, make the effort to glorify the nation and help eliminate the virus by social distancing. If not, we can only reminisce our laughter on haunted passsgeways if you and I do not confront the truth and share the pain.

Public Threat

“It’s a sham how our local authority handles the retardation of covid-19. If it is in Singapore, China or elsewhere, you’d be dragged off your feet by soldiers in protective suits the minute they identify you as a suspect therefore possible carrier because as a suspect, you are now considered a public threat. You become a public threat due to the contagiousness of the virus you are carrying!

So does our authority understand what a public threat means? Or are they still living in their own ignorant world?

I am amazed that our authorities need to urge or coax the attendees of mass gatherings to report to the health authorities as if it is still within their right as a public threat to choose between going for treatment or letting the virus make their rounds so that a virus so contagious can spread.

They should realize that that onus is on them to keep the rest of the citizens protected from public threat including the suspect who choose to surrender his fate to his God and they should understand that the suspects right is confiscated the minute that suspect becomes a threat to the nation. It is mind boggling to watch them defer making a harsh decision when they could go on all night to plot a coup.

What’s the matter with all of you? Caught a brainstorm?

Ini tabiat bodoh tau?“

Pylons

“All kinds of viruses are floating in the air which makes one ill, some suffers immeasurably and the unlucky one, dies.

Not only Covid-19.

Perhaps it’s high time massive pylons of air purifiers are erected worldwide to clean and clear the air of unwarranted pollutants and harmful contents.

I know that is a tall order. What more, it won’t augur well with the sustainability of massive pharmaceutical companies. But the over dependence on medication and it’s supply has driven some countries and its citizens to madness!

Some parts of China already has them. But their functions right now, is to filter smog. We should seriously consider the possibility for the transfer of technology to happen.

I am imagining a new world order where the scientists and researchers of these large pharmaceutical concerns spends more time focusing on eliminating common, not only rare diseases like cancer, completely, including if possible, aging, that has plagued us for centuries.”

Electoral Revamp

There’s a dire need to revamp the entire electoral system. Otherwise the same pressing issues rears it’s ugly head every now and then. It is sad how an endearing democracy like ours is consistently under siege by those whom we trusted and voted in. It is grossly unfair to the rakyat yet, as time changes the world, and society changes to adapt, people got creative thus, so must our law be, to adapt to the changes to counter their counterproductive creativity, which undermines our trust in them, our laws and importantly, the wishes of the general public.

Umbrella rules can be amended by the blessings of every MP, if there are good MPs to begin with and endorsements can happen, if the amendments are fairly written before being tabled and debated in parliament.

If parliament takes the first step, political parties will follow.

Interesting enactments should include how approvals to party hop must be approved independently by each of these bodies. The Election Commission, the Prime Minister’s Office representing the Executives, our Lord President representing the Judiciary and our Council of Rulers representing the Monarchy and failure to receive endorsements from either one of them would render the entire application invalid. All approvals are to be administrated and handled by the Chief Secretary to the government.

If that is too tedious, esteem political parties needs to tie up their own party rules to deter party hopping. That will include a set duration preventing members from joining another political party by reasons of voluntary resignation or otherwise, and regulations preventing new party members from holding positions, heading a branch or division for a set duration. These two propositions works beautifully hand in hand.

Impose penalty if need be. Strict rules begets members loyalty when penalty by expulsion may not work, not unless our Penal Code addresses the severity of party hopping and sets its own penalties.

The rakyat is currently in no mood to let clowns make a mockery of our country by a backdoor takeover, ignoring the implications it has over our country’s economy, stability and putting the security of our country at risk. That deserves a harsh sentence by itself, when the country is held at ransom.

My two cents.

Meeting Personalities

There wasn’t any objection from the rest of the committee members after the matter was raised up by someone who merely exercises his rights to his opinions. If there were, I am sure the presiding secretary who controls the meeting would have put it to a vote beit a secret ballot or by show of hands.

In every committee there are bound to be sitting ducks. Types of committee members most frequently encountered are:

1. Those compelled by higher authority to be their eyes and ears

2. Those who exploit or abuses their own authority riding on the position

3. Those with vested or self interest and talks only when their personal interest is ignored or infringed

4. Those who wants to milk the institution

5. Those who wants first hand information on the going-ons so they could plan their on-goings

6. Those who uses this channel as a backdoor for political mileages , recognition, awards and rewards. The so-called megalomaniacs

7. Those who are real sitting ducks not ready to take on any responsibility or be of service to the institution they sometimes even forget their own name when called

8. Those programmed to gain. By selling. Beit their own collection, artists, artworks, shows, information, backside or to curry favor.

To get those who are genuinely there to look after the objective, interest and correct running of the institution and contribute to their progress are rare.

Self sacrificing individuals such as these are few and far in between. The question that beckons now is which individual or party controls the vetting process and what are their set vetting standards? And why are the presiding secretary so submissive to individual complaints which should by right after the artworks are installed and exhibited, be sent in through a suggestion/feedback form stating the grounds for complaint rather than be raised as a matter in meeting agendas or in ‘Any Other Business?’ Was it raised in ‘Any Other Business?’ And are there suggestion/feedback forms?

No one knows. No one thought it important.

Compel

Buddhism doesn’t compel. It seeks only to inform. That doing good brings much reward. Nirvana, rebirth, generational blessings, it enables followers to earn merits for the repentance of their sin. So followers flood homes of slighted individuals, infirmaries and the underprivileged, soup kitchens and help diffuse suffering. Day in day out. My dad used to comb seven temples every year during CNY without fail, then gave alms to the poor who lined the gangways. We as childrens help distribute the Ang Pows.

And what do Christians do? Trying to be holier than thou, grimacing that they are more wounded than Christ on the cross, scorning drunkards and driving beggars away from church grounds, bargaining salvation to those with hungry stomachs in exchange for food, going gaga over parish elders, deacons and pastors, praying for more blessings for themselves. Don’t get me wrong . I believe in Christ. But not the laities who kept the altar to themselves. Maybe all the altars should be removed since their understanding is so lowly.

Silent Killer

( In memory of the victims of coronavirus)

Silently she walks in

To your domain

With a strain in hand

Her alluring fragrance makes

You teary, nose slimy, throat choky

Temperature rises…

She held you captive,

For a moment, then leaves

A sprig in your hand

To baton on…

A melodrama perhaps?

Or a quaint love story?

She knows

That you will do anything for her

As you hung on the cliff

Circumambulating and spinning

Softly she ushers, your mind over

Into the vortex of deep slumber…

No harness, no more sprig

No one knows your secret affair

With that lady who veils your night

A kiss and your mind soothes

A blanketed reflection

Of pale regret

The lady is wicked

She’s a silent killer

No more said.