Have You Ever Thought

September 28, 2009

Audio: Missy Higgins – The River

It’s my semester break, and I actually have a day for myself, which is great. Here’s what I did:

1. I woke up close to noon
2. I spent time with Him.
3. I told Mel I missed her
4. I had leftover pasta for lunch
5. I watched Grey’s Anatomy.
6. I remembered about my blog.

I might shut my blogger down. It seems to me I’ve been updating too little for my own good. Besides, I know it’s a bad excuse but I don’t really have the time.

I won’t delete the blog, there’s just too much good stuff here. I might not even go through with this idea at all.

But what put me into perspective is this. All day I spent at home relaxing until four-odd in the evening, all night I had a good sleep in my comfortable bed and I was alone in my own space, comfortable.

Little did I know my housemate was in the next room, knocked out all day because he’s been hard at work for his ENTIRE Spring Break at the Royal Melbourne Show.

He slept at ten last night, and he’s not awake yet. Fast asleep with this look on his face. One that shows content, that he’s happy God’s taken him through this week and this tough season he’s facing.

What was he doing working? Running a snack van part time. Why? Because he’s working to pay his fees.

And the most I could think about on this cloudy Monday morning is whether or not I have the time to fit blogging into my life.

Puts you in a little bit of perspective isn’t it?

Let’s see how this goes from here. However solemn this may sound I actually feel energised to focus on the work I need to be doing from here on end, that I actually am not anywhere near my 100%.

Talk about 100%. My housemate, fast asleep gave his 200%, so why can’t I?

I love blogging. Well. I loved it. Until I found that the other things I love doing take up all my time. Sad, but true.

But I’ll fit it in, somewhere, somehow. My blog’s a treasure I still want to keep.


Ursa Major.

August 28, 2009

Audio: Third Eye Blind – One In Ten

two thousand nine. about time.

two thousand nine. about time.

Love doesn’t come in perfect packages, that means I qualify.
-Third Eye Blind-

I’ve been waiting for this album for ages. Sorry for the quietness of blog. It’s been great lately. Great enough I’m too busy to blog. (:


Gravity

July 17, 2009

Audio: Sara Bareilles – Gravity

Set me free, leave me be. I don’t want to fall another moment into your gravity.
Here I am and I stand so tall, just the way I’m supposed to be.
But you’re on to me and all over me.

Something always brings me back to you.


Perception is Subjective.

July 2, 2009

Audio: The Fray – Never Say Never

Time.

Sometimes that word’s a bitch.

But all good. (:


A History of Choice: Ideology Fraud

June 4, 2009

Audio: Snow Patrol – Take Back the City

June 4th 2009 marks the twenty year anniversary of the climax of the Tiananmen Square protests which chain of events differ from which side of the coin one may receive the story from.

Outside China, we know that the climax involved thousands of students on a hunger strike, a pro-democratic cause, Russian-made tanks, one man standing defiantly standing to block its path, soldiers and death.

If you’ve watched any Discovery channel documentary (or like producers) the events would end on a very one-sided, gun-infused bloodshed involving the waste of many young lives, and almost a death of a generation of individuals acting for freedom, acting for democracy and acting for fair opportunity.

If you’re from China and was born circa the late 1980’s onward, you would probably hear of Tiananmen Square as nothing more than a Beijing landmark. News of the event was in 1989, limited; and even more so post-June-fourth. From then on, an entirely new generation of citizens are raised with an event blotted out of their history books.

Come the Google-era, and with China possessing the greatest central internet prohibition/screening scheme in history, any entry of the word Tiananmen together with protest, massacre or killing, let alone this very picture of the infamous ‘tank man’ would lead you to some sort of 404 error…

…and alert the Police at the same time.

The same goes with almost everything pro-freedom and democracy within its walls. Anything ‘Western’ is socially deemed evil, lacking moral and would undermine the authority of the Government. With these conceptions ideas are censored, Bibles are burnt, freedom of association is curtailed and the Rule of Law is upended, reversed and poured upon the Chinese people.

The Communist Party’s rationale behind its censorship, akin to parental control on internet browsers really acts to draw democratic ideology, religion and freedom of information along the same lines with the exploitation of women for sexual gain.

And believe it or not, with all the central internet control, people in China are actually allowed to surf porn within their domestic spheres (it’s just that the authorities know exactly where each of them live).

Ironic?

So the new Chinese people grow up as a generation faithful to their ideologies, to their Government, to its current direction towards financial growth and gain, but remain a faceless people who do not recognise their inheritance, a world-view of themselves, and in consequence are not going to be one privileged with the notion of learning from past mistakes.

But it’s not like the chose to be ignorant, truth was silenced.

The shedding of facts from history books or the act of re-writing them is not new. The Japanese have no mention in their textbooks of the Rape of Nanking during World War Two. Iran would not have much memory of modern developments brought by the Shah’s rule, unless it is used as fundamentalist spin to shout how far one country has come since their ‘pits of corruption, nepotism and temptation.’ Malaysians know more about the May 13th incidents from their parents and grandparents, rather than from their education.

And the danger of stifling details is only that somewhere, somehow, someone is going to fill in those blanks with a perverted perception of events and/or opinion. And then we who don’t know better choose to believe them.

The limitation of ideology, the force-fed nature of doctrine played by Governments starting from Hugo Chavez to Kim Jong Il in advancement of their own interests are the worst forms of deception known to man. Fraud acts to deceive a person or a system for another’s gain, but ideology-fraud deceives a nation.

A flipside of a controlled authority is, well, no real authority at all. Proponents of ideological and stifled democracy point at the United States as the prime example of ‘freedom gone wrong.’

Guantanamo. Iraq. George W. Bush. GM’s bankruptcy. Citigroup. Oh the hell. Oh why let people of a great nation go through so much turmoil, whereas we stand proud of its limited freedoms, whilst thriving in economic prosperity?

That’s the greatest carrot the Communist Party dangles upon the Chinese mule. Yes, we can all strive for our dreams, work hard for your money; but just, believe with what we tell you.

Year upon year China sees double digit national economic growth (with the exception of 2008) whilst democratic countries ’suffer’ with the changing masks of Republican/Democratic leadership, sex scandal after Governmental mishaps.

China can proudly say they are consistent, compared to the screw-up-then-fix democracy the Americans and Europeans face as Obama tries to pick up after Bush, Gordon Brown slowly gets ousted out of office for mere mediocrity (apparently Tony Blair’s shoes were too big to fill) and Malaysia finally getting rid of some dead-weight leadership (albeit with someone arguably worse than dead-weight).

But honestly I could only say that with a red face (pun intended). Consistently growing yes, consistently Authoritarian yes, consistently stifling the basic human rights enjoyed by the rest of the world, also yes.

The notion of choice gives us fundamentally the right to make our mistakes, and better them and (sometimes) learn from them. It’s the beauty and the beast of politics. The Watergates are remembered, but so are the shouts of ‘I have a dream.’ The policies may change, but we remember them as a piece of whom we were back then. The public apologies to a race on behalf of the Government, the rectification measures taken, the public referendums to rewrite constitutions are all examples of how people power should be.

The Rule of Law implies that democracy is bottom-up: a Government comprised of the people is formed by the people, for the people. The Rule also states that the ruling Government is sovereign, but at the same time the people have the right to choose who to govern.

Today in California, Proposition 8, a ballot-initiative by members of the electorate went from a privately-sponsored campaign all the way to successfully overturning the Supreme Court’s rule in 2008 to allow gay marriage. Today in California, the people voiced, and the people by majority succeeded in limiting marriage as a union of a man and a woman, only.

I’m not here to talk about the merits and arguments behind gay marriage, but today’s example, in the retrospective view of what happened 20 years ago, is notably the most public act of choice done since Obama came to power, and it even had nothing to do with him, or any political party. It was a private initiative of a group of people who chose to act on the fundamental freedom granted by the democratic system upon them to call a ballot-initiative.

It is today, one of the most significant exercises of pure people power.

Looking back at Tiananmen today, the Civil Rights Movements of the 60’s, the reforms and people-revolutions taken place, it is only central to every single one of them that the people involved made a conscious choice. A choice not stifled by lack of information, not forced by coercion or the lack of freedom. The movements are on the other hand motivated by lack of information, driven by the stifling of fundamental freedoms and aimed to give everyone equal opportunity, equal choice.

The underlying concept central is that people represent democracy and democracy represents choice.

And choice represents the people.


Take Them, How Little It May Be.

June 3, 2009

Audio: Corrinne May – Five Loaves and Two Fishes


A little boy of thirteen was on his way to school
He heard a crowd of people laughing and he went to take a look
Thousands were listening to the stories of one man
He spoke with such wisdom, even the kids could understand

The hours passed so quickly, the day turned to night
Everyone was hungry but there was no food in sight
The boy looked in his lunchbox at the little that he had
He wasn’t sure what good it’d do, there were thousands to be fed

But he saw the twinkling eyes of Jesus
The kindness in His smile
And the boy cried out
With the trust of a child
he said:

“Take my five loaves and two fishes
Do with it as you will
I surrender
Take my fears and my inhibitions
All my burdens, my ambitions
You can use it all to feed them all”

I often think about that boy when I’m feeling small
And I worry that the work I do means nothing at all

But every single tear I cry is a diamond in His hands
And every door that slams in my face, I will offer up in prayer

So I’ll give you every breath that I have
Oh Lord, you can work miracles
All that you need is my “Amen”

So take my five loaves and two fishes
Do with it as you will
I surrender
Take my fears and my inhibitions
All my burdens, my ambitions
You can use it all
I hope it’s not too small

I trust in you
I trust in you

A very good afternoon to you too. =)


Lets Never Stop Writing.

May 23, 2009

Audio: Matthew Perryman Jones – Letting Go


Your life is like writing a book being written, we live the days but we do not orchestrate.
We witness, but we do not construct.
We experience, but we do not manifest.
We learn, but we do not teach.
We’re merely the penmen writing, but the words come from above, vivid and detailed to depths we can never fathom.
It covers extents we could never imagine and it renews itself over with abundance.

Every one of us has a great story to tell, or a great story yet to be told, written by a great God, a God who created the stars in the sky yet took the time to tailor-make a life’s worth of testimony for each individual.

Let’s never stop writing.
-me-

As I stored away a few things I realised this draft copy I wrote for a birthday present I sent only more than a month ago.

And the first time I read through it in a month, I realised how it really speaks to me as well as to its recipient.

We’re all a story being written. We flip back the pages, sieve through the memoirs and objects every once in awhile. We remember how it was the best things in our lives. We recall the people who were very essence of our inspiration.

Those who believed in me. Those who saw I needed to be set free and did so. Those who brought me to new levels and depths. Those who brought me from child to young adult.

Those who taught me what it really was to see forever in someone.

…but the thing with what we’re written in the past is… we always end up packing them back up again.

Like what I packed away early this year. Like the draft I packed away this early morning.

Like what I’ve packed after my first experience, my second, my third, my fourth, my countless. All of them He helps me pack, He helps me build, He helps me write.

Slowly but surely He builds my understanding, my reality, my faith.

…my story’s the greatest story ever told, because the one who tells the story is beyond great.

And I keep writing.


This Heart.

May 17, 2009

Audio: Glen Hansard and Marketa Iglova – Falling Slowly

I don’t know you
But I want you
All the more for that
Words fall through me
And always fool me
And I can’t react
And games that never amount
To more than they’re meant
Will play themselves out

Really?

Don’t think so.

Take this sinking boat and point it home
We’ve still got time
Raise your hopeful voice you have a choice
You’ll make it now

Time’s the word here. =)


Of Glinda and Elphaba

May 7, 2009

Audio: Wicked (Broadway Cast) – Defying Gravity


So if you care to find me
Look to the western sky
As someone told me lately -
Ev’ryone deserves the chance to fly

And if I’m flying solo
At least I’m flying free
To those who’d ground me
Take a message back from me -

Tell them how I
Am defying gravity!
I’m flying high
Defying gravity!
And soon I’ll match them in renown
And nobody in all of Oz
No wizard that there is or was
Is ever gonna bring me down!

Just you and me, defying gravity. With you and I, defying gravity.

Wicked. *wink.


The Imbalance of Powers

April 28, 2009

Audio: Jason Mraz – You And I Both

I tell you. It it absolutely the worst place to bring your girlfriend to, a Mraz concert. All you’d hear for the next few days would be her gushing about the awesomeness of the concert.

So yeah, she MAY thank you for bringing her, but still…

All you’re gonna hear about is Mraz, Mraz, Mraz.

I sound jealous. =P

Not that I brought a girlfriend and can’t take hearing about it…

…but I did go along with a bunch of (girl)friends and I AM still hearing about it.

And!!!

Not that I’m irritated about it but I can’t really imagine if I was in any of their boyfriends’ (hypothetically) situation, hearing about it like there’s no tomorrow.

(Vic, I feel for you bro) =P

And I mean, the MOMENT we glance at that pretty girl walking down the street, we’re as good as dead.

It’s an unfair world, isn’t it? =P