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Tuesday, March 14, 2006

Make your own choice..

Just make sure it must agree with mine. Ironical and idiotic isn’t it? Such is the state of society now, where everyone and anyone learns/practices assertive communication for everyday situations. You push me? I will push back harder. Grace is so lame now. It is only for the weak, perceived by the strong as foolishness. Take for an example of the recent Palestinian elections. When they made their choice, the world frowns on it, though they advocate democracy. More like hypocrisy to me. It’s like emotional blackmail. I kid you not that it’s everywhere. My past experience with a certain dame still makes me shudder by the thoughts of it. She says it’s alright if I don’t do what she wants me to do. Just don’t expect a cuddle for the rest of my life until I do whatever she wants me to do. Well…sigh…damn if I don’t, damn if I do right?

Even children are so skilled in their assertive skills! I’m not surprise though coz they are the ones that we adults learned this skill from. Or was it the other way round? These bring to my main point. Non-acceptance or being plain disrespectful of other people’s choices just proclaims a character flaw…downright immature. I seen people advocating an individual’s right to self-determination, or hear of countries proudly saying that they have a strong policy of non-interference in other countries’ businesses. Then suddenly the individual find himself thinking he can't feel secure at his own backyard and suddenly having countries slapping him upside down with sanctions here, there and everywhere! DUH! Let’s face it, whatever decisions that an individual or society makes will have its consequences. It’s foolishness to expect complete approval from everybody for each decision we make. One man’s meat is another man’s poison. We can’t please everybody yet everybody is still trying to! (Me, included.)

We all want acceptance. One way or another, we make every attempt to get it. The recent debacle of a video that manages to get itself into circulation causes much grief to the “star” of it. So much has been said of it and much that was supposed to be said not said. Whatever the cause, lets help to let it pass. I pray she finds courage to move on. We still have a choice. I once told my kids this and still stand by it with convictions. “If the whole world thinks you are a winner and yet you think you are a loser. Then you are a loser. If the whole world think you are a loser, and yet you believe you can persevere and win. You are a winner…in the making.” It doesn’t really matter if you have yet to win now. It only matter the day you cross that finish line.

I had been silent for a long time. Maybe it’s only that I have nothing good to say. Perhaps I was in grief…perhaps I am stressed…whatever the case I chose to be silent. Through the days of my silence, I realized one critical habit that I lost on the way. A very good habit that would need me to put in effort to pick it up again. That is to stop…to stop and smell the flowers. Well… I shall leave it as that. Until I remember to smell the flowers, live well and prosper.

“Soli Deo Gloria”
Michael Kuan a.k.a WindyG

Sunday, March 12, 2006

People of the Lie

We are living in a world filled with painful lies. I’ll give you that. Yet the biggest lie that we’ll ever tell is of the lie we would tell ourselves. Looking to the left or the right, to the front or the back would not change the fact. This is the irony…we are all suckers for pain. We know when it will come yet we are ready to embrace it. We know we won’t exit for the better, yet we will accept it. Why? By my opinion, the answer is quite simple. If only we know better. We chose not to see beyond the horizon. We wouldn’t swallow the knowledge of there would never be light beyond our feet (We will only be able to see the next step. That is all!). We would not accept that there will always be things beyond our control. We then fatalistically and irresponsibly relinquish control of what we can. Why do we torture ourselves so? Let me know…if you know.

Do you live life as a passing cloud? Do you not asked what joy or sorrows tomorrow would bring? I so would pity you should you not ask! I so would despise you should you allow a life lived in vain! What would you give for a life of greatness? Look what you given in exchange for mediocrity! I believed that there is only one life, and in a twinkle it will past. What would then be left of you other than ashes and dust? We each chose by our words and actions the path we take. Yet I found many blame life of the given fair share. The truth is plain and bitter. WE EACH CHOSE!

There is nothing quite as painful as hearing the truth. We enjoy and bask in the lies that cloak us in darkness. I know not the answer that I seek in my lifetime. Woe is to me that my heart allows no truth! Woe then to me that I will love in vain. Woe is also to the world deprived of my best. Woe also is my loves that will never be secure. Woe is to my “wisdom” that will never be remembered. Alas then I am left to exclaim Vanity! Vanity! Everything but Vanity! I won no life but wasted its youth foolishly. I know not of love for I found none as it avoid the despiser. I know not God when forsook His teaching I Did! I know not me for I am lost in the woven maze of self-deceit. Set up only by no other but me! What then do I know? What then knows me? Only by grace given freely that would see to my freedom. Freedom that would not subject itself to the depraved mind. Freedom desired without bias. Freed of bondages that bond through lies and scheming. Freed we would then could see the world that still do shines.

Alas again through flowery words I found no rest. I settle only to know I am spinning again. Spun is this web of complex nonsensical logic. Yet no matter, no matter its effect. Truth will prevail Yes! It Will prevail.


A Person of the Lie.
Michael Kuan a.k.a WindyG

Thursday, March 2, 2006

Please dream again...

I like to day dream. I dream of faraway places, of green meadows, an ideal life partner, an action movie scene, you name it I dreamt it. It’s funny when people notice me smiling for nothing when I’m on the train. Why do we day dream? Well. perhaps it's because our current situation is not up to the mark. It’s not where we would like it to be. Maybe it’s just that one more pay raise, or the car you’ll have been eyeing for a long time, or the gal you want to ask out for a date. Without vision a man is no different from a zombie. Without hope we perish. Without dreams there is no more tomorrows. I have a close friend that once told me he’s praying for the rapture everyday coz there is nothing on earth he wants anymore. Even the Apostle Paul exclaims that for him to die is gain.

I love life. Yes it’s hard most (some say all) of the time, I’m loving it. Are you afraid of death? If you are then most likely you still love your life. There’s much to love about life. My reason is simple. Every day is a different day, the potentials and possibilities are limitless. I’ve seen life slowly leaving a person. I hold the hands of many dying men that wish they just have that one minute more, one day more, one week more or even a year more. I too seen the hopeless, and lifeless that wish their lives would just end this very minute. How people arrive to such hopeless state? Where did their faith go? Most curiously, where did their dreams go? Did all of it vanish overnight? Surely not! We all have different experiences in life. I will not play down anybody’s hurts and pains. Still, I believe there is always a silver lining that is there. In my moments of deep valleys, I could never see the opening to sierra. That however did not shake my faith in knowing it is there.

Your hopes is your sail that catches the wind when it’s come. Is your sail up? Your motivation is your oars that push on when there is no wind. Are you still pushing? Your goals is your compass to guide in the mist of the storm. Is the compass in your pocket?

Please allow me to share with you another perspective. Recently I was given the privilege to hear of dreams that is both passionate and inspiring. Their dreams were so simple yet they are so sincere. They did not wish for big cars or big houses. They speak with conviction of wanting to be a librarian, a small bookshop owner and etc. And the most amazing thing is not what they want, but why they want it. They want what they want because they want it for another. Stupid? I beg to differ! You see, they were like me, a physically impaired. They were much younger and more innocent though. Their untainted minds speak of the trials and testing that would break a soldier's heart. Their desire for independence was propel by their wanting to give back to the wonderful parents who gave much to them. They learned to love because they were loved first.

At that very moment I wish so much that they were on national TV! I felt so small among them. Their hearts are so big and full of life. It felt so surreal that I can’t help but wonder if they were ever in pain or had their hearts broken. You can bet your life that they did! But they came out strong! They still believe! If they didn't then life holds nothing of value for them anymore. I remember when I was young like them, I had always looked at the children playing in the field and thought "If only..". My mum would then always nudge me to look at the less fortunate. That's why they love life. That why we love life. If life gave us exactly what we want and when we want it, then there is no joy in the hunt. The essence of life is in the pursue of dreams and destiny. Chase...fight...then triumph. See then where you went, and enjoy the fruits of your dreams.

Live long and prosper,
Michael Kuan a.k.a WindyG