i really cannot understand....why like that??
my last tienlor....i loved it very much. care for it. fed it with expensive water plants. it had grown quite large. yet it always tried to escape.once it went missing for weeks only to be found hidding inside a inverted pot. was so surprise it was still alive after i threw it back into the goldfish bowl.
after a couple of weeks it had fatten itself up, it crawled out again during the night. found it. threw it back. next day it crawled out again. this was its last escape cos it fell and cracked its shell....and that was the end of my last longest surviving tienlor.
i threw it back into tht goldfish bowl. it came out of its shell...but only one long feeler. it was liked waving goodbye to me and retrieved back into the shell never to come out again.a few hours later, the water smelled. the tienlor was dead...*sniff*...
it was finally dead!
why??
why did the tienlor choose freedom knowing that it couldn't survive outside this goldfish tank? still it escaped, fell, broke its shell and died....
why??
it does relate to our situation of serfs living in sinkieland. serfs are like my tienlor and sinkieland is like the goldfish bowl except serfs does not possess the dexterity of my escaping tienlor which yearned so much for freedom....even it means death to it.
oh...i love my demised tienlor...for its persistant spirit of freedom
Tuesday, September 18, 2007
Friday, September 14, 2007
all the fools that gather for a pagan image....
god, god...everywhere but is the one who's real?

the images of the Chinese goddess Guan Yin and a girl on this tree, next to the famous 'Monkey God tree' in Jurong West, Street 42.. mind you!...this is the MONTH OF THE HUNGRY GHOSTS FESTIVAL.

the formation of a monkey-liked protusion at the base of the tree set many people to illusion that as a reincarnation of a 'monkey god'.
when there is GOD, people choose not to recognise him.
when there isn't, they created their own god.
emptiness is form...and form is emptiness....
this is one fine example of this sutra saying.
then again, a quote from this joker:
"Religion is the sigh of the oppressed creature, the heart of a heartless world, and the soul of soulless conditions. It is the opium of the people." - Karl Heinrich Marx.
Thursday, September 13, 2007
runaway tienlor...
this last tienlor ran away again.
found it the next morning. threw it back.
the next day it ran away. sadly this would be its last escape. it must had fallen. there was a cracked tiny hole in the shell.
i threw it back into a pail of shallow water. it emerged briefly. it was back into its shell and hadn't emerge. wonder if it's dead. but if it's dead, the water would smell. so i m hoping it would recover. but chances is slim.
should i steam it with garlic and slurp it up??
found it the next morning. threw it back.
the next day it ran away. sadly this would be its last escape. it must had fallen. there was a cracked tiny hole in the shell.
i threw it back into a pail of shallow water. it emerged briefly. it was back into its shell and hadn't emerge. wonder if it's dead. but if it's dead, the water would smell. so i m hoping it would recover. but chances is slim.
should i steam it with garlic and slurp it up??
i love my poodle
i tot poodle is the dog.
i love my poodle. it's fluffly like a cotton ball. when it's FAT, we really cannot tell it whether it's the meatiness or the fluffiness of it's luxuriant fur.
i love my poodle. i can trim his fluffiness into ballie shape. from head to ears. from legs to tail.
only when i trim it, then i realize how FAT my poodle has gotten itself to be.
the tail is as thick as it's legs!!!
but fat it maybe, the head still remain small sized.
i love my poodle. i love training it to do SIT, STAND, COME, FETCH...DOWN and PLAY DEAD.
now i m trying to train it to cross my legs like the circus.
i m pinkyclown. i just loooooooove my poodle!!
i love my poodle. it's fluffly like a cotton ball. when it's FAT, we really cannot tell it whether it's the meatiness or the fluffiness of it's luxuriant fur.
i love my poodle. i can trim his fluffiness into ballie shape. from head to ears. from legs to tail.
only when i trim it, then i realize how FAT my poodle has gotten itself to be.
the tail is as thick as it's legs!!!
but fat it maybe, the head still remain small sized.
i love my poodle. i love training it to do SIT, STAND, COME, FETCH...DOWN and PLAY DEAD.
now i m trying to train it to cross my legs like the circus.
i m pinkyclown. i just loooooooove my poodle!!
GO(O)D & (D)EVIL

let there be LIGHT......
although now i m more into buddhism, GOD still lives in me.
once, a person rejects GOD, who is representation of Go(o)d, then (D)evil will just take over. then SATAN would have just won over ur soul.
it's pride that makes us to be blind to GOD'S presence. in doing so, we create other gods we churn up from our depths of imagination which is why this world now is so messy.
everything is man-made - even the gods they are worshipping.
THERE IS GOD THAT'S WHY THERE IS LOVE AND LIGHT.
THERE IS ALSO DEVIL THAT'S WHY THERE IS EVIL AND DARKNESS.
we are in a crossroad. it's either LIGHT that we choose and love or it's DARKNESS we foolishly tempted to follow to eternal death.
so let not our pride over rides our compassionate heart to follow wisely the LIGHT which will guide us to GOODNESS.
ornitoufo....
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