<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7479187877822894920</id><updated>2012-02-16T16:10:11.667+08:00</updated><category term='-Feeling-'/><category term='-Perception-'/><category term='-Occurence-'/><category term='-Reality-'/><category term='-Sentiment-'/><title type='text'>!ŋK-p!Я@Ŧ!☼Ŋ</title><subtitle type='html'>Putting-Thoughts-Into-Words</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://surrealkaleidoscope.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7479187877822894920/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://surrealkaleidoscope.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Enaj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06063623399120974741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TDPWGiGP9Go/TwK9mKCkPKI/AAAAAAAACL4/4j5alP-zag8/s220/DSCN0025.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>13</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7479187877822894920.post-5850421895654087164</id><published>2011-03-01T00:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T18:19:20.985+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='-Perception-'/><title type='text'>-Another Convert-</title><content type='html'>Just great, another convert.&lt;br /&gt;Convert to what?&lt;br /&gt;Convert to Malay.&lt;br /&gt;Here's the thing, before I go further,&lt;br /&gt;I'm not trying to be racist,&lt;br /&gt;But I'm going to state a fact that most people disregard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Daphne Iking,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; a pretty native girl from Sabah decided to embrace Islam and get married to a Malay businessman.&lt;br /&gt;I don't get it with this Celebs, but I have to admit, some malay guys have their charm,&lt;br /&gt;Like Naz from Breakfast Show on 7, I actually like that guy,&lt;br /&gt;And who else, hmm, don't remember their names.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Malaysia, there's no such thing that when a person converts to Islam,&lt;br /&gt;They are still who they are,&lt;br /&gt;They are not,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1st, they lose their Name,&lt;br /&gt;2nd, they lose their Culture,&lt;br /&gt;3rd, they lose their Race.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's true, in case you haven't notice,&lt;br /&gt;Anybody that got married to a Malay,&lt;br /&gt;Indian exceptional, since they have "Mamak",&lt;br /&gt;The child that they give birth to will automatically be known as a Malay!&lt;br /&gt;I mean, what bull shit is that?&lt;br /&gt;Race &amp;amp; Religion is different for goodness sake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is why they had &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Peranakan!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm proud to be one!&lt;br /&gt;I'm so god damn lucky there wasn't Islamic back in the old days.&lt;br /&gt;Or I'll probably end up wearing Baju Kurungs and Tudungs right now,&lt;br /&gt;That's just so not nice.&lt;br /&gt;If covering one self up from Head to Toe is Pure,&lt;br /&gt;Does that means being Naked you won't be Pure anymore?&lt;br /&gt;Then what do you say with the Caves Man? Or Tarzan, or etc?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol, anyway, we're not here to talk about that,&lt;br /&gt;Anyone that is offended can leave right now,&lt;br /&gt;I told you this blog is only for liberals,&lt;br /&gt;I'm just stating my opinion,&lt;br /&gt;However they preach about the Freedom of Religion,&lt;br /&gt;When it comes to theirs,&lt;br /&gt;Once you enter,&lt;br /&gt;You can never back out,&lt;br /&gt;Or they make such a fuss that your whole life will be miserable,&lt;br /&gt;And that's FREEDOM in Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly,&lt;br /&gt;Malaysians are constraint by a number of rules,&lt;br /&gt;That we got to the state that we do not dare to speak out,&lt;br /&gt;Or even want to,&lt;br /&gt;Because &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;nobody listens, nobody cares,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;We live our life,&lt;br /&gt;They live their life,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As long as they don't interfere,&lt;br /&gt;We'll just step aside and let them do all they want,&lt;br /&gt;It's as simple as that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;::..Freedom isn't Freedom when you tie a Bird in a Cage while the Door is open..::&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7479187877822894920-5850421895654087164?l=surrealkaleidoscope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://surrealkaleidoscope.blogspot.com/feeds/5850421895654087164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7479187877822894920&amp;postID=5850421895654087164&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7479187877822894920/posts/default/5850421895654087164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7479187877822894920/posts/default/5850421895654087164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://surrealkaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2011/03/another-convert.html' title='-Another Convert-'/><author><name>Enaj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06063623399120974741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TDPWGiGP9Go/TwK9mKCkPKI/AAAAAAAACL4/4j5alP-zag8/s220/DSCN0025.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7479187877822894920.post-200659807626955605</id><published>2010-05-19T10:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T10:05:12.864+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='-Perception-'/><title type='text'>-Bending The Law-</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;I just read a story on the polygamous marriage of a Datuk with an actress without the consent of court and marriage registrar. That is just so Hilarious. For such a political figure and public figure to get involve in this kind of thing. Before I tell you what this is about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;Let's talk about all the actresses that get themselves married to a Datuk that is either a decade older or already has a wife or tag along a couple of children. Surely, they have better options? Or are they after the title when they already had enough fame? Title of Datin. But for some, perhaps it is true love? For she already had a Datuk title, so she don't need a Datin right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;You wanna know what I think? I think they are just like any other little girls that when fall in love, or when desperate for love. They'll settle for whoever comes knocking, given he has got the charm and quality to be with them. Another thing is, perhaps, guys their eyes just don't dare pursue them, for they think it's complicated the entertainment business and all. So apparently the guys that dares to go after them are that of corporate figures and politicians.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;Oh yea, when a woman is too smart, it is said that it's hard to get a guy. I agree with this for some, at least more than half the guy population will not ask a smarter woman out. I'm not saying smart just a little, but take this example, a blue collar worker with a woman&amp;nbsp;professor, that kinda smart, or perhaps a lighter example, a graduate and an office boy, even thou I've seen such cases, but apparently, the girl graduate do not have a mind of its own, simple minded girl that quits her job after she got married. That simply wants a simple life with her child, well, it's her preference, I'll respect that, I'm just saying that there are just some people who are so highly educated yet their mind works rather easily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;Well, that's just what I think. We'll leave it at there alright?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;Aha, the main topic. Well, the court says that since the Datuk is a prominent figure, a fine will be more relevant than&amp;nbsp;imprisonment. And for the actress, it says that jail time would tarnish her reputation. And when you put it that way, both of them won't end up in jail either way, isn't it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;What I'm saying is. The law is not Straight at all. So what if they're some who or who? I thought the law is suppose to protect the rights of every one with the same equality given. But no, such things don't happen here. &amp;nbsp;From what I see, the law is already bend, and not even that, do you know that when something happen, suddenly they'll be this new ruling and new written law? That's how it is, something that may not be an offence but because they want it to be they make it an offence, I won't clarify myself on that, I know not enough to talk about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;Another thing is that, at here:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;Got money = Can go free.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;It's like monopoly, when you got into jail, you can actually buy the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;Get out of Jail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"&gt; card from another player, just like how the people here bribe their way out and in of everything. Even the M@C.C.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;::..How do you Break what is already Bent?..::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7479187877822894920-200659807626955605?l=surrealkaleidoscope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://surrealkaleidoscope.blogspot.com/feeds/200659807626955605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7479187877822894920&amp;postID=200659807626955605&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7479187877822894920/posts/default/200659807626955605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7479187877822894920/posts/default/200659807626955605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://surrealkaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2010/05/bending-law.html' title='-Bending The Law-'/><author><name>Enaj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06063623399120974741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TDPWGiGP9Go/TwK9mKCkPKI/AAAAAAAACL4/4j5alP-zag8/s220/DSCN0025.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7479187877822894920.post-1141397296607417646</id><published>2010-05-12T21:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T22:09:12.646+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='-Perception-'/><title type='text'>-Humanity-</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75;"&gt;Salam. As you should know. Is an Arabic greeting. Meaning Hello/Hi/Peace. And the longer version S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: small; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75;"&gt;alaam alaykum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;in the Al-Quran meaning Peace be with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75; font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75;"&gt;After watching &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75;"&gt;"My Name Is Khan"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75;"&gt;. It struck me that I'm just the same. The same Prejudice attitude. Biased attitude towards the Race that we loathe so much. And the Religion that we so despise. Yet if we think so. Even more act as they would expect or what is expected of them. It will make us no difference than the very community we look down on with disdain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75; font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75; font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;It's a story with the main Religion being Islam in questioned. Yet it goes far beyond that. It's not about showing the Good Side of it. Rather the Truth in it. Like Yasmin had always tried to&amp;nbsp;portray&amp;nbsp;in her movie. Shahrukh manage to do so in this.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75; font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75; font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;I'm not being brain washed if that's what you think. Just because I've always been an avid fan of his movies doesn't mean I'll agree with everything he says. But I doubt that you will beg to differ if you even have a sense of humanity in you&amp;nbsp;after watching this movie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75; font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ugblUUTsoU4/S-q1fP3zQSI/AAAAAAAABeY/V-84Vjqb94E/s1600/poster11.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ugblUUTsoU4/S-q1fP3zQSI/AAAAAAAABeY/V-84Vjqb94E/s320/poster11.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;Shahrukh Khan stated that&amp;nbsp;My Name Is Khan&amp;nbsp;is "not about&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Terrorism" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; background-image: none; background-origin: initial; text-decoration: none;" title="Terrorism"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;terrorism&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;, or&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/September_11_attacks" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; background-image: none; background-origin: initial; text-decoration: none;" title="September 11 attacks"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;9/11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;. It’s about a relationship between two people, between an individual and the State, and between an individual and the country. In short, there the three important components: love story,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Islam" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; background-image: none; background-origin: initial; text-decoration: none;" title="Islam"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;Islam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;and a mild form of&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Autism" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; background-image: none; background-origin: initial; text-decoration: none;" title="Autism"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;autism&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue; font-family: sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;Khan also noted that the film focuses on themes concerning "the relationship between the Western world and Islam and how that has changed over the past few years." He describes the film as about "the journey of one family and how it changes because of 9/11" and suggests "we touch upon that in a very unbiased and educated way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue; font-family: sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;e also stated that, &lt;b&gt;"it’s not about a disabled man’s fight against disability. It’s a disabled man’s fight against the disability that exists in the world — terrorism, hatred, fighting&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;a class="mw-redirect" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/..." style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; background-image: none; background-origin: initial; text-decoration: none;" title="..."&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;My Name is Khan&amp;nbsp;is also about Islam and the way the world looks at Islam but we are not taking any sides. We are only trying to say that there are only good people and bad people. There are no good Hindus, bad Hindus, good Christians, bad Christians. &lt;b&gt;Either you are a good person or a bad person. Religion is not the criterion, humanity is."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75; font-family: sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75;"&gt;However, surely there are those who disagree and of such has brought to consequent protests and demonstrations against him and demands that cinemas in India refuse to screen&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;My Name Is Khan&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75;"&gt;. Khan responded by stating, "What did I say that was wrong? All I said was that I wanted people to come to my country."&amp;nbsp;Khan continued by stating that: "I have no idea what I am supposed to apologise for. If I am in wrong I would like to apologise but someone needs to explain to me what is wrong."&amp;nbsp;He also stated that he does "not want any confrontation. I am trying to explain myself on every platform. I have not said anything that is anti-national."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75;"&gt;It opens my eyes to so many things. Here are some quotes I've written down from the movie and some of my own.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;From The Movie:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;-There are only two kinds of people in this world. Good people who do good deeds. And bad people who do bad. That's the only difference in human beings. There's no other difference. -Razia Khan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;-Good people, bad people. No other difference. -Rizu[Rizwan] Khan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;-There's nothing wrong with being scared, just don't make your fear so large that it stops you from achieving your goal.-Mandira&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;-We shall overcome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;-My name is Khan. And I'm not a terrorist. -Rizwan Khan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;-The death of one innocent is equal to the death of humanity. -Al Quran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;-Hadith says that the Almighty does not judge by colour or creed but by actions and deeds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;-Mandira: Sam, our khan has managed to achieve, with his love and humanity, what my hatred could never achieve. My anger threw us apart, but today his love has brought us together in a way where we remember you with renewed hope.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;My Quotes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"&gt;-What is worst than being prejudice to one for the faults of another?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"&gt;-How different am I from those that are biased if I too feel the same within?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"&gt;-It doesn't take an individual to change the whole humanity. It takes an individual to realize it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"&gt;-How do you deal with the loss of love one when he is as much a part of your soul as you are to him?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"&gt;-Religion is not the cause of war however much you'll like to blame it. It is men who find excuses to have blood shed and tears poured.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"&gt;-Why is it the simple things that the kids realize failed to be understand by the adults?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"&gt;-Perhaps when you learn to respect the religion of another. They too will learn to respect the religion of yours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"&gt;-I am one with no religion. I hold strong to my faith and that is suffice to be my guidance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"&gt;-I fail to think that there could be more than one God. For how can it be when there's only one Earth?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"&gt;-If a smile could brighten another's day. A tear could wipe the smile off the face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"&gt;-It is funny that we could all sing the same anthem yet differs from the same belief.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"&gt;-Is the fear of death worst than the fear of speaking up? That one would remain silent and not speak what is true?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"&gt;-It is not the despair that tears us apart. But the fear of being torn again in the heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"&gt;-Death can take away everything you believe in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"&gt;-And if one man shall take the path of hatred instead of love. It is suffice to ignite the flames and we shall all perish &amp;nbsp;in fire.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think it's necessary for us to revisit history and review this issue again. It seems the more we talk about it. The more people has the wrong idea. So why don't we just review ourselves and do what's right with what little sense of humanity left in us. As Shahrukh mentioned in the movie. &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"The more I try to understand the world, the lesser I know."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Anyway, although I personally think this is the best&amp;nbsp;Hindi&amp;nbsp;movie I've ever watch, which doesn't even have its usual dancing scene that comes out of nowhere. And the fact that half the script is&amp;nbsp;Hindi&amp;nbsp;and half&amp;nbsp;English, plus most of the scenes are shot in America. The best Shahrukh Khan movie I've watch no doubt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I strongly recommend anyone of everyone out there to watch it. Regardless of who you are. &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;It's not about the Race. It's not about the Religion. It's about Humanity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;::..If we don't Preach what we Speak. We will not be Heard. And be wiped out in Silence..::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7479187877822894920-1141397296607417646?l=surrealkaleidoscope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://surrealkaleidoscope.blogspot.com/feeds/1141397296607417646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7479187877822894920&amp;postID=1141397296607417646&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7479187877822894920/posts/default/1141397296607417646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7479187877822894920/posts/default/1141397296607417646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://surrealkaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2010/05/humanity.html' title='-Humanity-'/><author><name>Enaj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06063623399120974741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TDPWGiGP9Go/TwK9mKCkPKI/AAAAAAAACL4/4j5alP-zag8/s220/DSCN0025.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ugblUUTsoU4/S-q1fP3zQSI/AAAAAAAABeY/V-84Vjqb94E/s72-c/poster11.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7479187877822894920.post-6699664139661762387</id><published>2010-05-02T22:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T22:50:49.628+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='-Perception-'/><title type='text'>-Sharp Shooter?-</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75;"&gt;I'm sure those who've read the news, and watch the news are informed of the recent case of a boy-without-license driving in the middle of the night. And which caused the very death of him. Shot by a law enforcer. When it comes to this, who's to be fault and who's to be held responsible?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is nothing personal, the reason you're seeing this post here, is because of how many different people is having different takes on this HOT issue for the moment. And I am particularly one without a really specific view on this, but to address things thoroughly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75;"&gt;Today's Headline of The Star: Wee Hour Kids&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75;"&gt;And that 3 words are enough reason to get a hearing from my parents. Blah blah blah they start to go on. About me going out late at night. And blah blah blah, go here go there, dunno go where.[Which fyi, is to the movies and supper.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well. technically, I don't drink, I don't smoke, I don't do drugs, and blah blah blah, and here's a list of 10 activities disapproved by parents, and like usual the rebellious teens take part in it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ugblUUTsoU4/S92Cd0bJHDI/AAAAAAAABc4/R8IIFbC-6T4/s400/n_3chart.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you do notice, among all staying out late at night ranked the highest. Well, isn't that a relief that it isn't drugs or racing or alcohol ranking the highest? Instead of feeling&amp;nbsp;despair&amp;nbsp;over youths staying out late? Look on the bright side people, if staying out late ranked the lowest among all, I'll say you have a MAJOR problem in the house. Heh.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, back to the case. Well, I'll speak about the police man before I get to the troubled youth. The one who shot him. Even when it's unsure if the person in the car is a criminal or not. And moreover, turns out to be a youth after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad always mention the same thing whenever the police shot dead a criminal. Our policemen is really amazing. They are all sharp shooters. But funny thing is, when&amp;nbsp;Malaysians&amp;nbsp;enter the&amp;nbsp;Olympics, they can't bring back a medal[Referring to the shooting team]. So I told him, because the ones that enter aren't policemen. Really, the police officers should try being a shooter at the&amp;nbsp;Olympics&amp;nbsp;as a change of job&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why does he say that? And why do I seem to agree with him? Simple. Because time and time again, you open the newspaper, turn on the news, and you get the headline: &lt;b&gt;Criminals shot dead by policemen.&lt;/b&gt; Sometimes you'll see a title like policeman shot dead by criminals. But that's like a 100:1 ratio. Main reason is of course because the criminals aren't that well trained, and another is that the police is too well trained. They can't hit any other parts of the body. The instant they fire their guns. Bang, the once alive human just drop dead like that. Even if it's not the first shot, the criminals still end up dying. How rare is it to see a criminal injured by a policeman lying in the hospital? I'll tell you, very rare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm not stating anything here, it's nothing bad that they're sharp shooters who can shoot dead a person whenever they fire. But the criminals. Do all of them really deserves the fate that befalls them? Shot dead before they got the chance to admit to their crimes. Are all of them really guilty enough to have the death sentence without being sentenced?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Criminals have families too, no matter how you see it. Sometimes they are so bad we just want them out of this world. But perhaps somewhere, they have a wife and child to feed, waiting for them at home. Even though that serves as no excuse to commit crimes. And I'm not feeling empathy for them. But I do&amp;nbsp;sympathize&amp;nbsp;for whoever cares for them. The one that will still shed tear when they die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now turn it over the other side. The child that was shot dead, he is 15, not even 16, in the eyes of the law, he is a juvenile. That is driving without a license, &lt;b&gt;Crime Number 1&lt;/b&gt;, and which is driving while being underage, &lt;b&gt;Crime Number 2&lt;/b&gt;, even though you could relate it as the same crime. And which might cause dangers to the other road users, &lt;b&gt;Crime Number 3,&lt;/b&gt; considering the fact that he has no license and are not allowed to drive yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yea, at one point, he is the one that is wrong. At another, he still is. But, I'm not the one to judge. My mum seems to have an opinion on this. The mother says he's a good boy. So as my mum says. A good boy won't go out in the middle of the night driving a car without license while being underage. So which part of him really seems like a good boy at that moment when all the evidence point to him being in the wrong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'll have some respect for the deceased and so will discuss no further of his attitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now we'll talk about the parents and the teens. Teenagers&amp;nbsp;committing&amp;nbsp;crime outside, parents fault? Or their fault? That depends you know? Youths ain't puppets that will do as they say. It is the time when they develop their own mindset and will decide for their own. You may be able to tell or show them what's right or wrong, but in the end they decide for themselves what is and what isn't.[As of me? I still need guidance, but I know enough to not get involved in stuff that is uncivilized.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There're always two kinds of everything, two kinds of people, two kinds of child. To differentiate them generally. One kind of parents, that don't give a damn what their child does. Another kind of parents, that is constantly worrying about their child. One type of kid, that does whatever they like regardless of the consequences. Another type of kid, that knows what to do and what not to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When something like this happen, the society always find someone to blame. But the truth is, you can't blame everyone because of one person. It isn't fair to say that the parents are the ones at fault for allowing their kid to be wild. I'll tell you this, no parent will want their kid to end up like that, unless they couldn't care less to educate their kid in the first place. And another thing is, not every teens are like that. This is what people should realize and stop putting us all at the same page. When not every paper is white, and not every paper is stained.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75;"&gt;::..Not every Apple is Bad. Not every Apple is Green. And not every Apple is Red. Don't let the Skin fool you..::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7479187877822894920-6699664139661762387?l=surrealkaleidoscope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://surrealkaleidoscope.blogspot.com/feeds/6699664139661762387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7479187877822894920&amp;postID=6699664139661762387&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7479187877822894920/posts/default/6699664139661762387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7479187877822894920/posts/default/6699664139661762387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://surrealkaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2010/05/sharp-shooter.html' title='-Sharp Shooter?-'/><author><name>Enaj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06063623399120974741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TDPWGiGP9Go/TwK9mKCkPKI/AAAAAAAACL4/4j5alP-zag8/s220/DSCN0025.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ugblUUTsoU4/S92Cd0bJHDI/AAAAAAAABc4/R8IIFbC-6T4/s72-c/n_3chart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7479187877822894920.post-367043323782224202</id><published>2010-03-29T20:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T20:27:33.319+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='-Perception-'/><title type='text'>-True Beauty-</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;*Pretty: Pretty/Handsome[Good Looking People]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;*They: Generally referring to everyone, not just you, not just me. But whoever it may be.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #990000;"&gt;Who and what defines the person we are?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #990000;"&gt;This is not about me, or maybe it is too,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #990000;"&gt;Am I pretty? Or am I not?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #990000;"&gt;What's &lt;b&gt;True Beauty&lt;/b&gt; to you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #990000;"&gt;Who and what tells us what beautiful is? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #990000;"&gt;There's something in my mind that I have been processing lately.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #990000;"&gt;Something I've thought about and realized so long ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #990000;"&gt;That our &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Physical Outlook&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; truly does play a part in defining our Personality.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #990000;"&gt;For one, those who are Pretty&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;may not be Polite as they may look to be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #990000;"&gt;A Fat person may just as well be &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Fabulous &amp;amp; Fun.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #990000;"&gt;Being born with Flaws doesn't make you Imperfect.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #990000;"&gt;It only makes you a Stronger person than those that are born with none. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #990000;"&gt;What's beauty without the eyes?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #990000;"&gt;Yet it is still pretty for the heart to see.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #990000;"&gt;And that's how you feel for the ones you love and the ones you care. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #990000;"&gt;What do I mean when I say that the way we look affects the type of person we are?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #990000;"&gt;I'm not saying I'm pretty,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #990000;"&gt;I don't know if I'm pretty,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #990000;"&gt;Even if I may feel pretty,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #990000;"&gt;Others may as well find me not pretty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #990000;"&gt;So pretty or not,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #990000;"&gt;In this case,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #990000;"&gt;I'm not referring to myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #990000;"&gt;Rather how a person feels about themselves,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #990000;"&gt;And how they Perceive one another?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #990000;"&gt;In time, I realized that most &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pretty Faces&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #990000;"&gt;Know that they are pretty,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #990000;"&gt;And for that they know how to Flaunt it,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #990000;"&gt;How to Use it for their own Benefits.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #990000;"&gt;Getting In and Out of Anything or Everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #990000;"&gt;It seems to be an Easy Way,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #990000;"&gt;A Convenient Pass to get whatever they want, whenever they need it, wherever they are.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #990000;"&gt;Most fat people has low self-esteem,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #990000;"&gt;Mainly for how others look at them,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #990000;"&gt;And mostly for how they look at themselves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #990000;"&gt;Yet even people with slender figures,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #990000;"&gt;May never be satisfied,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #990000;"&gt;Thinking they are not pretty enough,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #990000;"&gt;Not skinny enough and sorts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #990000;"&gt;The Mirror is but an Illusion of what you see of yourself,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #990000;"&gt;Not how others see you as,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Beauty is in the &lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;Eyes of the Beholder&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; as they say,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #990000;"&gt;It's true that most beauty is generally Accepted and Approved by the society,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #990000;"&gt;And the idea of beauty has been passed down from generations to generations,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #990000;"&gt;Altered by trends and lifestyle in time,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #990000;"&gt;Beauty never remains the same,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #990000;"&gt;It's constantly changing,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #990000;"&gt;That man can never define.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;PS: There's more I could write about honestly, about how the way you look influences the way you act. Then again, I keep finding the difficulty in finding the right words to express my thoughts and the ideas in my head. So, I'll leave it at that, and let's hope that my poem could show you a clearer view. =)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Check out my poem in &lt;a href="http://www.fadinginspiration.blogspot.com/"&gt;+Silent.Voices+&lt;/a&gt; later. Meanwhile, I'll go work on it now.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;::..If flaws are what makes me a better person. I accept it as a part of me..::&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7479187877822894920-367043323782224202?l=surrealkaleidoscope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://surrealkaleidoscope.blogspot.com/feeds/367043323782224202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7479187877822894920&amp;postID=367043323782224202&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7479187877822894920/posts/default/367043323782224202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7479187877822894920/posts/default/367043323782224202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://surrealkaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2010/03/true-beauty.html' title='-True Beauty-'/><author><name>Enaj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06063623399120974741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TDPWGiGP9Go/TwK9mKCkPKI/AAAAAAAACL4/4j5alP-zag8/s220/DSCN0025.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7479187877822894920.post-5292505010819928829</id><published>2010-03-15T21:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T21:57:00.613+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='-Reality-'/><title type='text'>-Infidelity-</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;The Truth is. It's not an easy Task to stay &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;Firm &amp;amp; Faithful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"&gt; in a Relationship. Just talking of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;Commitment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"&gt; will cause the knees of many to go weak. Women and Men alike.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;In Contrary to popular Belief, that guys are always the ones that are afraid of losing their &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;Freedom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;. Women these days are just the same. Even if it's only less than a quarter of them. Still. There's a different kind of Happiness in being Unattached than being Attached.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;With &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;Attachment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;, comes Responsibilities. Next comes a World that no longer Belongs to Yourself. But Everyone else that has been Tied with the String. A Bond that could not be Broken. A Relationship called Family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;In the Game of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;Infidelity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;. It causes more Harm than just Two, or even the 3rd party. It could Break a Family apart. Yet there are many that do not Realize how Selfish and Self-Centered they are being by thinking only of their Joy, their Lust, their time of Relaxation that is actually Hurting another person. The person that truly Cares, and that truly Love them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;A single Mistake. And all the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;Make Believe Happiness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;. All the so called &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;Perfect Life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"&gt; will be Washed away in a Blink of an Eye, followed by a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;Sea of Sadness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;. The&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;Consequences&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;of a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;Disgraceful Lie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;If you don't Love your Spouse. At least think of your Children. If you don't Love your Children. You can go to Hell. Who on Earth do not Love their own &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;Flesh &amp;amp; Meat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;? As they always say. It's a Part of You. You &amp;nbsp;Created them. You Made them. You have to be Responsible for your Actions. That may Lead to Unhappiness among your Family. Among your Children.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;And in this Game of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;Infidelity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;. No one is Excused of the Blame. Be it the Person who Commits the Sin. Or the Accomplice that Played along.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;::..Every Choice you make. Every Action you take. You are to be held Responsible for Everything that Happens along the Strings of Life..::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7479187877822894920-5292505010819928829?l=surrealkaleidoscope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://surrealkaleidoscope.blogspot.com/feeds/5292505010819928829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7479187877822894920&amp;postID=5292505010819928829&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7479187877822894920/posts/default/5292505010819928829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7479187877822894920/posts/default/5292505010819928829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://surrealkaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2010/03/infidelity.html' title='-Infidelity-'/><author><name>Enaj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06063623399120974741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TDPWGiGP9Go/TwK9mKCkPKI/AAAAAAAACL4/4j5alP-zag8/s220/DSCN0025.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7479187877822894920.post-126357385853244209</id><published>2010-01-16T12:16:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T18:40:35.264+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='-Perception-'/><title type='text'>-ABC-</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;The following is merely my opinion regarding Worshipers of the Religions and no offence against any of the Higher ones above and the Mediocre ones below.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;A &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt; All**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;[I'm so not getting ISA for this, duh.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;B &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt; Buddha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;C &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt; Christ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Bet you never thought of that huh? Heck, it just strikes me one day. And as you guys should have known Dog spelled backwards is? That's probably offensive, but I'm not hinting anything, or am I? That is for you to decide. All and all, my purpose of writing this post is not to degrade or disrespect any of the Religion or Faith you Believe in. Ironically it is the otherwise, if you would let me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;As the Quote says:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;"There's no such thing as Bad Religion, only Bad Followers."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I couldn't agree more, though many will say otherwise, that there is a Bad Religion. But you see, to me, in Religion, you don't hold on to what you can't see, you hold on to what it preaches, of the Good and the Bad, and Man writes out their own Destiny, the Higher ones only show us the way. But in the End, it is up to us to decide which path are we to take, the one with the Light, or Straight into the Tunnel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Many times, it is Man who are afraid of the Brightness and opt for the Darkness instead. Here's a Quote that I bear in mind.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;"We can easily forgive a child who is afraid of the dark; the real&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;tragedy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;of&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;life is when adults are afraid of the light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt; Need I say more? No, because we all know, that it is simply the Truth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;:::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;:::::::::::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;::::::::::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;So then I'll start with the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;, in case you did not catch up with the News, which I barely am myself. There's been this whole issue with the usage of the word All**? Ding Dong? Ring a Bell? Yea, that's it, the story I want to tell. Here's the thing, my dad is right. Other people would be Delighted to Share what they believe in, but no, not the &lt;b&gt;A&amp;nbsp;Worshipers&lt;/b&gt;, they are Selfish to the state that only they and they only can Practice their Faith, what they Believe belongs to them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;The following&amp;nbsp;excerpt serves as an intro, the rest of the info could be found at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Allah"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Wiki&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;[All**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;is the standard&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Arabic_language" style="-webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-color: initial; background-image: none; background-repeat: initial; text-decoration: none;" title="Arabic language"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Arabic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;word for&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/God" style="-webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-color: initial; background-image: none; background-repeat: initial; text-decoration: none;" title="God"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;.&amp;nbsp;While the term is best known in the&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Western_world" style="-webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-color: initial; background-image: none; background-repeat: initial; text-decoration: none;" title="Western world"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;West&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;for its use by&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Muslim" style="-webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-color: initial; background-image: none; background-repeat: initial; text-decoration: none;" title="Muslim"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Muslims&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;as a reference to God, it is used by Arabic-speakers of all&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;a class="mw-redirect" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Abrahamic" style="-webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-color: initial; background-image: none; background-repeat: initial; text-decoration: none;" title="Abrahamic"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Abrahamic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;faiths, including&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Christian" style="-webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-color: initial; background-image: none; background-repeat: initial; text-decoration: none;" title="Christian"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Christians&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;and&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jew" style="-webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-color: initial; background-image: none; background-repeat: initial; text-decoration: none;" title="Jew"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Jews&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;, in reference to "God".]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;sup class="reference" id="cite_ref-EoI_3-0" style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;So there you have it. But in M'sia, they are against the usage of it for the other Religion. When the word does not even Belongs to them. Why is it that for what preaches Good can make people do Ugly things? Why is it for one thing people Believe in, can make them Sin instead?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Regarding the Sin issue. I'm sure we are no Strangers to the Quote: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;"Killing in the name of God"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;. You must have heard that haven't you? Cause that is exactly what the Suicide Bombers and all the Bad Followers strongly Believe they're doing. The Vigilante of the World. The Righteous people. The one to Restore Peace on Earth. When they are actually in fact the ones creating War &amp;amp; Pain &amp;amp; Hurt non-stop. They are Nonchalant towards the Lives of People. The Grief it Brings. And the Blood Shed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Like I said, I have nothing against the Religion, only the Bad Followers, so if you're not one, I'm pretty sure you won't get offence by what I write here. Isn't it so? Unless you too, Believe what they do is Right. If so, tell me what Hell is like? That is when you get to there one day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;..................................................................................................................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Now &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt; for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Buddha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;, as I said, as Buddha would have say, He's a Teacher, not a God. He cannot decide our lives, we decide our own. He is a Guidance, we are the Students. He show us the Right Way, it is in turn up to us to pick the Right Choice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;As this is of my own Religion, I dare to say it's not really a Religion as others may have deemed to be. The Misconception of it being one is because we Believe in Him. Otherwise Misinterpreted as He as our God. When clearly He isn't. But one who has Attain Nirvana and merely wants us to do the same.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;In&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://simple.wikipedia.org/wiki/Buddhism" style="-webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-color: initial; background-image: none; background-repeat: initial; text-decoration: none;" title="Buddhism"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Buddhism&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Nirvana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;is the state of perfect peace reached by not wanting more than you have. It is every Buddhist's goal to achieve Nirvana. The&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://simple.wikipedia.org/wiki/Buddha" style="-webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-color: initial; background-image: none; background-repeat: initial; text-decoration: none;" title="Buddha"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Buddha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;described it as:&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="line-height: 24px;"&gt;“the far shore, the subtle, the very difficult to see, the unaging, the stable, the undisintegrating, the unmanifest, the unproliferated, the peaceful, the deathless , the sublime, the auspicious, the secure, the destruction of craving, the wonderful, the amazing, the unailing, the unailing state, the unafflicted, dispassion, purity, freedom, the unadhesive, the island, the shelter, the asylum, the refuge...” (SN 43:14)- Excerpt from Wiki]&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;...........................................................................................................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;And now lastly of the 3 Main Religions in M'sia is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Christ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt; as in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Christian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;, as in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Christianity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;, as in this. Since they are Diverged into many Sub-Faith, I know not enough to say much about it. Hence I guess it is Suffice that they Preach what they Believe in. For who's Faith is not for me to Judge when we have our own.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: georgia, serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Man...is a tame or civilized animal; nevertheless, he requires proper instruction and a fortunate nature, and then of all animals he becomes the most divine and most civilized; but if he be insufficiently or ill- educated he is the most savage of earthly creatures."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;—&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;a class="authorNameRegular" href="http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/879.Plato" style="text-decoration: none;" title="view all quotes by Plato"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Plato&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7479187877822894920-126357385853244209?l=surrealkaleidoscope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://surrealkaleidoscope.blogspot.com/feeds/126357385853244209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7479187877822894920&amp;postID=126357385853244209&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7479187877822894920/posts/default/126357385853244209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7479187877822894920/posts/default/126357385853244209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://surrealkaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2010/01/abc.html' title='-ABC-'/><author><name>Enaj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06063623399120974741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TDPWGiGP9Go/TwK9mKCkPKI/AAAAAAAACL4/4j5alP-zag8/s220/DSCN0025.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7479187877822894920.post-8717377792691670784</id><published>2009-10-18T00:51:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T20:13:01.896+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='-Reality-'/><title type='text'>-Death II-</title><content type='html'>&lt;b style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;What always Happen::..Accident..::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ugblUUTsoU4/StqSTt-cUpI/AAAAAAAABGs/Edo9tFbRj-0/s1600-h/Death____by_2Dark.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 243px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ugblUUTsoU4/StqSTt-cUpI/AAAAAAAABGs/Edo9tFbRj-0/s400/Death____by_2Dark.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393784371186258578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Just heard from a friend of mine today, that a friend's Father passed away, because of an Accident. Details Unknown, just Hope she'll Stay Strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;:::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;:::::::::::::::::&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;::::::::::::::::::::&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;::::::::::::::&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;:::::::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Case I::..Family:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Father And Mother I Love You..::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll Start this with her &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Father&lt;/span&gt;. If I'm in her Shoes, I cannot even Start to Imagine how much Tears I'll Cry, how I'll &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Break Down&lt;/span&gt; and turns Weak. And if I'm even Able to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Accept Reality&lt;/span&gt;, what's more to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Return to Reality.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Every Time I Dreamt of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Death&lt;/span&gt;, Especially when it Involves my Parents, I always wakes up Crying, Jolted out from Bed with my Heart Racing. I cannot Envisage Something that has Never Happen to the Ones I Love.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;But I know, I have to Write about it, about &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Death&lt;/span&gt;. For Someday, I'll have to Deal with it, Face it myself.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;If I were her, would I want People to Console me? Show Pity and Compassion, or would I want to be Left Alone? Escaping Reality Momentarily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Death&lt;/span&gt; has no Reverse Switch, we can't just make Someone that's Gone into a Deep Sleep to Wake Up. For the Soul has Probably Arrived to a Faraway Land, perhaps Someplace where Man Love to Call as &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Heaven&lt;/span&gt;, where &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Misery&lt;/span&gt; do not Exist, but only &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Euphoria&lt;/span&gt;, and Smiles that Fills the Place.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;But How Can the Living knows For Sure? How can they Move on Unsure of What Awaits those That has Breathed their &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Last Breath&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;We can Never Know. After All, there's a Reason, it's called the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;After World&lt;/span&gt;. Right here, right now, we're living in the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Before World&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I had Quite a Number of Friends that has Lost their &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Dad or Mum&lt;/span&gt; in their Early Teen Years. Until Now, I Still Cannot Comprehend the Pain they had to go through, and I hope I Never had to until the Day where I could. But Life is Uncertain, so is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Death&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Each Time my &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dad&lt;/span&gt; Rides his Motorbike Out, I Pray to the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Buddha&lt;/span&gt; that Everything will be Alright, and that He comes &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Home&lt;/span&gt; Safely, that's all I Ask for. My &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Family&lt;/span&gt; is my Everything, I cannot Predict Life without Them. My &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Home&lt;/span&gt; is My &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Sanctuary&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Without them, what Makes it any Different than &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Hell&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; Will &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Heaven&lt;/span&gt; Exist in My &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Heart &amp;amp; Soul &lt;/span&gt;again? Would I be able to Redeem myself for the Wrongs I've Done?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Resurrect the &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Spirit&lt;/span&gt; that had since Vanished from My Physique?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I Have to be Strong, I Will be Strong for them. They're all that Matters, more than Anything Else in My Life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;After All, We're of the Same &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;DNA &amp;amp; Blood&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;..................................................................................................................................&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;.......&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;..&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Case II::..Lover..::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;I knew of a Girl who Lost the Love of her Life, She Loves him Dearly, He was Just the Same. But an Accident took it all Away. He Left her Alone, She Never Forgets about Him. But She Moves on, in the Name of His Memory. She Still Counts how Many Days has He Been Gone, but her Tears No Longer Fall. For He Lives on in Her Heart, Always Had, and Always Will be her &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Greatest Love&lt;/span&gt; of All. The Story that will Never Ends. For She Believes, No Matter Where He is, He's Always Close By, Looking After Her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;..................................................................................................................................&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;.......&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;..&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Case III::..Friends..::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When one of your Best Friends says Goodbye before you do. What does it Feels like, losing Someone that had their Share of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Joy &amp;amp; Sadness&lt;/span&gt; with you? Suddenly, the Whole World seems to have Stop Moving, the Clock Stops Ticking, the Sky turns Grey, and the Rain Poured Heavily. The Atmosphere is Simply too &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Heavy &amp;amp; Dark&lt;/span&gt; to Withstand.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alas, you Lost Someone to Talk to, Someone that Listens, Someone that Makes you Laugh, Someone that Cries her Heart out at You, Someone that has Always been Supportive of You, Someone that has Always Stood her Ground for you, Someone that Always Reserve a Place for you in her Heart.[her=Her|His]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;What Happens when you Lost Someone Like that? One that you Really Cared for, One You've Spent Half of your Life Getting to Know them, One that you has Begun to Regard them as &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Family&lt;/span&gt;.For they say &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Friends&lt;/span&gt; are &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Siblings&lt;/span&gt; that we Never Had. What's more when You Love them as A Part of your Life. Their Presence you have Gotten Used to. Yet Suddenly, it all Fades Away, and Turns into Dust. What's Left is the Path You've Walked on, the Place You've Been to, The Memories Both of You Shared.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It Saddens me when &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Death&lt;/span&gt; Happens. It Pains me to See it Happens. It Hurts me if it Happens. I only Hope that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Death&lt;/span&gt; wouldn't be Painful for the Ones I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Love &amp;amp; Care&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;:::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;:::::::::::::::::&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;::::::::::::::::::::&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;::::::::::::::&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;:::::::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What Can we Do::..Be there for the Ones that Lost their Dearest. Be Strong when it is you that Lost your Dearest.:.Life moves on No Matter What, there will be a Time when the Grieving shall Stop, For the One that's Gone want you to Mourn no more..:: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7479187877822894920-8717377792691670784?l=surrealkaleidoscope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://surrealkaleidoscope.blogspot.com/feeds/8717377792691670784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7479187877822894920&amp;postID=8717377792691670784&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7479187877822894920/posts/default/8717377792691670784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7479187877822894920/posts/default/8717377792691670784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://surrealkaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2009/10/death-ii.html' title='-Death II-'/><author><name>Enaj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06063623399120974741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TDPWGiGP9Go/TwK9mKCkPKI/AAAAAAAACL4/4j5alP-zag8/s220/DSCN0025.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ugblUUTsoU4/StqSTt-cUpI/AAAAAAAABGs/Edo9tFbRj-0/s72-c/Death____by_2Dark.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7479187877822894920.post-5447486393803372796</id><published>2009-10-15T14:19:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T15:17:52.753+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='-Occurence-'/><title type='text'>-Natural Disaster-</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Now, I don't think it's Necessary to get us all Started about the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Natural Disasters&lt;/span&gt; that are Happening around the Globe recently, what's with the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Earth Quake, Flood, Typhoon&lt;/span&gt;, etc, etc, etc. However, for those that do not Read or Watch the News I'm pretty Sure they're Ignorant about it. So here is what I have to Say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;I switched on the News the other day, just to hear the Comment made by a Victim of the &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Earth Quake&lt;/span&gt; in &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Padang, Indonesia&lt;/span&gt;. Here is what he Commented. "I believe that it is God's Intention that these had to Happen, I Accept it as my Fate and will not Begrudge His will."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;The Second I heard him saying that, I was like, What The Heck is Wrong with These People? Up to Yesterday, the Death Toll has Rose to a Significant Number of 1,117 . And he was Saying?? That God had Allowed such Episodes to Unveil? I can't Believe it. By putting it that Way, doesn't it means that God wants us all Dead? It's not One or Two, but a Tremendous Amount of People Affected, I Believe that Death has been Decided for us Even Before we Existed. But All At Once? This Certainly has Nothing to do with Fate, not as I See it. Is it Really God's Will? Only God Knows.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Public should know Better than to Blame it all on God. Surely, they did not Resent Him for all that Occurred. But saying it's Fate and Accepting their Destiny doesn't seem Far Fetch of having Him held Responsible for it.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;God Exist because People needed to Find Solace, and He is their Answer to Everything. Why, What, Where, When and How the &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Universe&lt;/span&gt; Works. In the &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Stone Ages&lt;/span&gt;, they Prayed to the Sky, Trees, Animals and etc. Nature was their God those days, the Answers to the Questions they seek. When they Needed Water, there's Rain. When they Needed Light, there's Sun. When they Needed Food, there's Plants.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;So Which is the Real God? For Whom are the Director, and For Whom do we Play Scriptwriter? The One that Plays Out our Life like a &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chess Set&lt;/span&gt; as He moves His Pawn According to His Wish, Deciding Who to be Crowned as The King and Queen, Upgrading those He Regards as Worth to be Bishop and Knight. We are all Within the Control of His Fingertips, just a Switch of Event, and Gone we'll be, like the Dust, off with the Wind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ugblUUTsoU4/StbUg4o8PCI/AAAAAAAABFM/U5LACEgNUOU/s1600-h/chess+game.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 241px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ugblUUTsoU4/StbUg4o8PCI/AAAAAAAABFM/U5LACEgNUOU/s400/chess+game.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392731265247755298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fadinginspiration.blogspot.com/2009/10/chess-game.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;-Chess Game-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;::..Are you Willing to Accept Whatever Comes as it is? Or are you Willing to Fight for What you Believe can Change?..::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7479187877822894920-5447486393803372796?l=surrealkaleidoscope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://surrealkaleidoscope.blogspot.com/feeds/5447486393803372796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7479187877822894920&amp;postID=5447486393803372796&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7479187877822894920/posts/default/5447486393803372796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7479187877822894920/posts/default/5447486393803372796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://surrealkaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2009/10/natural-disaster.html' title='-Natural Disaster-'/><author><name>Enaj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06063623399120974741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TDPWGiGP9Go/TwK9mKCkPKI/AAAAAAAACL4/4j5alP-zag8/s220/DSCN0025.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ugblUUTsoU4/StbUg4o8PCI/AAAAAAAABFM/U5LACEgNUOU/s72-c/chess+game.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7479187877822894920.post-4129488127807307513</id><published>2009-10-12T15:50:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T15:22:39.559+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='-Feeling-'/><title type='text'>-Fooled-</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: rgb(19, 79, 92);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;18PL::..The Following contains Explicit Content and Vulgar Words[that I will Never Utter on Daily Basis] which are Strongly Advised not to be Spoken under any Circumstances. I for one Hate People using these Words, and the Fact that I'm writing it Now is Because I am Extremely Piss Off till the Point where my Head is About to Burst into Flames. And those Words just kept Revolving in My Mind..:: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(56, 118, 29);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Disclaimer::..The post before this is Fictional Other Than the Way I Thought &amp;amp; Felt Regarding The Subject, which Turns Out to be not True at all..::&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(106, 168, 79);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(106, 168, 79);"&gt;First off, what the Mother Fucker!! Asshole!!! I've been&lt;b&gt; &lt;i&gt;Dupe&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;/b&gt;Yep, I of everyone, has been &lt;b&gt;Fooled&lt;/b&gt;, by None Other than my Best Friend. Bullshit!! A &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Practical Joke&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; it seems, to Fool me &amp;amp; another friend of mine, which pretty much Ends up Fooling the Whole Class. So I went to school this Morning, just to Realize that She Acted all the way Through, even when I Repeated in her Face, that it is Impossible she'll get herself in such a Deep Shit. Honestly, what the Heck am I Suppose to Feel Now??!! Happy that it is Not True, or Laugh at myself for Being A Fool?? Well, you know what? I'm doing Neither, For it's not Funny at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(106, 168, 79);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(106, 168, 79);"&gt;The Rest of My Friends seem to be Okay with it. Now here's the Thing, I'm not Mad at that One Person, but also The Other One that was in Accord with her. But the Person I'm Intensely Mad with is None Other than Myself, for being a Fool yet again. And it's not the First Time, and it's never gonna be the Last. Others would say it's not my Fault, her Acting was simply Too Good. That it's okay that I've been Fooled, for they have been too. The Rest of My Friends asked me not to Take it so Seriously, after all, it's just a Prank. Is it??!! Is it that Amusing to you?? Well, look who's Laughing?? Not Me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(106, 168, 79);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(106, 168, 79);"&gt;Sorry??!! That's all you can Say??!! Why don't I do the Same Thing to you, then I say Sorry, would you Forgive me?? I know you Would, that wasn't a Question, that was a Statement. You don't take things Seriously, Hell do you care Anything I said to you. Whether it's a Lie or Not. But I'm not you, I Trusted You. What Hurts me the Most isn't What The Lie is About, but the Lie itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(106, 168, 79);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(106, 168, 79);"&gt;You've Known me for 7 Years, you should have Known that if There's One Thing I couldn't Stand, is being Lied to. Am I such an Easy Person to Fall Prey that People seems to Love Fooling Me a lot??!! I can't Believe it, just like I couldn't Believe what you said Before, yet I End Up Buying your Story, I guess I don't know you After all. But Thanks to you, I Started to See a Person's &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;True Nature&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(106, 168, 79);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(106, 168, 79);"&gt;Because of your Story, I Recognize the kind of Person Everyone is, and not just you. On the Stand they would take if Such Shit Really do Happened, and on what Basis are they at when a Friend goes Through such Event. Apparently, no one Seems to Care, no one Seems to think it's a &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Big Deal&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. Isn't it? If it was the Truth, it wasn't a &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Big Deal&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;? Is that how you see things as?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(106, 168, 79);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(106, 168, 79);"&gt;All Due to your Credits, I Came to Terms that However Open Minded I am, it is Limited to my Mind, and not Out of It. I Cannot Think Out of The Box, I Cannot Bend the Boundaries, I'm That Kinda Girl, that is Able to Accept the Craps Happening around the World, but not the Little Shits People I Care about does to me. It Appears that My Tears ain't Priceless After All. Why would it be? When it's not made of Diamonds, neither is it Worth a Cent. But taking my Concern and Play a Fool with it, does it Serves as your Entertainment for the Day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(106, 168, 79);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(106, 168, 79);"&gt;I try to Seek the Courtesy in My Heart to Bring Myself to Forgive &amp;amp; Forget, the Lies you Told, the Pain you Inflicted. But I don't see a Reason to it. Let me gives you an Example. If a Husband Cheated on her Wife, and got Caught Red Handed, even if the Wife still Loves Him, even if She's willing to Forgive Him, One Thing For Sure, She will never Forget. If I were her, I'll Leave Him. If he can Stray once, he can do so Twice. If you can Lie once, you will Lie to me Again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(106, 168, 79);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(106, 168, 79);"&gt;Remember the Story of the Shepherd Boy? Every Time he Lied that a Wolf has Came, the Villagers would Rush to the Scene only to Find out They've Been Deceived. Every Single Time, it so Happens that it was All But a Lie. But One Day, a Real Wolf did Came, and when the Boy Cried for Help, No One comes Forward, for they ain't Willing to be Fooled again. The Shepherd Boy Paid for his Lies with all his Sheep. Everything comes with a Price, sometimes the Price is more than you can Afford to Lose.&lt;b style="color: rgb(19, 79, 92);"&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(106, 168, 79);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(106, 168, 79);"&gt;Perhaps I'll Trust You Again, even if you are to Fool me Another Time. But there would be a Time, when you're Telling the Truth, that I would No Longer Trust You. I don't know if I could even Trust you Now, but you can try Gaining back my Trust, which is Practically Broken Right at this Moment. Sorry to Say, that for the First Time I'm very much Dissapointed to have a friend that takes me as a Fool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ugblUUTsoU4/StLbsMG2pMI/AAAAAAAABDM/8FCAqdhIt9Q/s1600-h/Mask_by_phoenixVector.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ugblUUTsoU4/StLbsMG2pMI/AAAAAAAABDM/8FCAqdhIt9Q/s320/Mask_by_phoenixVector.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(106, 168, 79); text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(19, 79, 92);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://fadinginspiration.blogspot.com/2009/10/that-kinda-girl.html"&gt;&lt;strike&gt; -That Kinda Girl-&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(106, 168, 79);"&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(19, 79, 92);"&gt;::..Man are Naturally Born to Act, Life is but a Stage that Changes Scene According to our Preference..::&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7479187877822894920-4129488127807307513?l=surrealkaleidoscope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://surrealkaleidoscope.blogspot.com/feeds/4129488127807307513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7479187877822894920&amp;postID=4129488127807307513&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7479187877822894920/posts/default/4129488127807307513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7479187877822894920/posts/default/4129488127807307513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://surrealkaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2009/10/fooled.html' title='-Fooled-'/><author><name>Enaj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06063623399120974741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TDPWGiGP9Go/TwK9mKCkPKI/AAAAAAAACL4/4j5alP-zag8/s220/DSCN0025.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ugblUUTsoU4/StLbsMG2pMI/AAAAAAAABDM/8FCAqdhIt9Q/s72-c/Mask_by_phoenixVector.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7479187877822894920.post-1417765637675652406</id><published>2009-10-08T17:00:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T16:11:41.674+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='-Perception-'/><title type='text'>-Accidentally or Fated?-</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;18SX::..The Topic May be Sensitive and Awkward to some as It Is to Me. So Do Me a Favor and Read at your Own Risk..::&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;::..Accidentally in Love.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Accidentally Together.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Accidentally made Love.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Accidentally got Pregnant.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Accidentally get Married..::&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple;"&gt;Those are the Accidents I was referring to. Nothing to do with car crash, nothing to do with anything that Hurts Anyone but Everything to do with a Soul that is Accidentally created. The little being that has yet to Form inside the Womb. Yep, I'm talking about the &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Fetus&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; inside of my Friend's Stomach. That is like 1 month old?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple;"&gt;She's one of my Best Friend, and she just Blasted out to us that she's going to get Married next year? I was like? Huh? Come on? Was Skeptical at first, didn't buy her Story at all. But she stood her ground, and my other friend told me that it really is True. It took me Forever to Swallow it in, Absorb Everything she said. I'm still having a Hard Time trying to Believe that it is True.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple;"&gt;Only from her Expression that I can tell she isn't playing a Fool this time. This is suppose to be Discreet and only the Girls knew about it. But I just had to Let It Out somewhere. I have some sort of Mixed Emotions inside of me, what I should Feel about it. I mean, it has Nothing to do with me, but she is my friend, what should I Feel for her then? I wonder if it would be better if I don't know about it, as I'm still in a State of Shock, even now, the News simply came too Abruptly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple;"&gt;She thought of Dropping the Baby the Moment she found out. We all told her not to do so, that will be Totally like Murdering your Own Flesh and Blood. Surely, it has yet to take on any Shapes, but that doesn't makes it Okay to Get Rid of It. I Believe in &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Reincarnation&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, I Trust that a Wondering Soul is just Waiting to be &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Reborn &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;through the Physique of an Infant. Hence, it will be a &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sin&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; to Deprives them of the Chance. Even more when &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Abortion&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; is Out of The Question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet, a couple of my friends seem to think that &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Abortion&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; is a Better Option, for having a Baby at our age, is so not the most Wonderful Thing to happen, to them it's a Burden, their Future would be Ruined, then I ask of you, what about the Future of the Child? What about Her or Him that is to Arrive in this World, your Little Package, your Surprise Gift, a Blessing in Disguise perhaps?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever you did, you ought to take on Full Responsibility for it. For your Future, you Sacrifice your Child. that sounds Extremely Selfish to me, the Poor Child weren't even given an Opportunity to Speak, to Crawl or even to Write. What makes you think the Child isn't your Future? Would you be Able to Forgive yourself Day after Night after you Committed the Sin?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can't Fend for your Child, in places of Poverty and War, then it's Best not Making them in the 1st place. But if I were a Refugee that got Pregnant in a War Zone, I'll choose Abortion and Deal with the Outcome myself. But here, we weren't at a Place that is Poor, we weren't lack of Food, we weren't Deprived of a Home. So then, what would be the Reason to not have the Child?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;::..Fated to Love,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fated to be Together,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fated to make Love,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fated to be Pregnant,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fated to get Married..::&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple;"&gt;Is it really Fate or merely Accidental? She was a Virgin, that was her 1st, with her Boyfriend she hasn't know for long, even more someone she has yet to Love. Only Admire. And they made Love??? Due to a Moment of Temptation?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple;"&gt;It's kinda hard for me to Process and Accept the Fact, for Never has it Occurred to me that it will be as Early as Now for One of my Best Friends to Give Out a &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Red Bomb[Wedding Invitation]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. And Bang! She hit the Jackpot just like that. It's like Striking the Lottery, only thing is it doesn't Necessary Spell a Smile on someone's Face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple;"&gt;Well then, at least the Guy in Question is willing to take Full Responsibility on her. I guess that is One Thing we should be Glad for her. I said it all too many times about &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Accidental Marriage&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, that it Never Last. But when it Happens to my Own Best Friend. I Sincerely Hope it does. I pray she'll be Happy. Now &amp;amp; Always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: magenta; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ugblUUTsoU4/Ss2pXWY1J4I/AAAAAAAABCs/WtmgcXXjwPk/s1600-h/love_can_make_a_miracle_by_jewell_liu.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ugblUUTsoU4/Ss2pXWY1J4I/AAAAAAAABCs/WtmgcXXjwPk/s320/love_can_make_a_miracle_by_jewell_liu.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;::..In this case, the Miracle is a Baby, which in turn May create Love..::&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple;"&gt;If it were Me, which I doubt I'll ever be Caught in such Situation, say me Conservative, but I'm not going to Tolerate &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pre-Marital Sex&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, to me the Term Make Love means Being with the one you Love, and well, making Love with Him? I'm a &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Virgin&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; and will stay that way until the day I get Married, which is also another Uncertainty, of Whether or Not I will ever find the One that Fits me Best. Now then, Skip that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple;"&gt;Putting myself in her Shoes. What Would I Choose to Do? Would I Really Keep the Child? Would I have the Courage to Face those that are Prejudice towards Me? Can I Face a Society that Disdain &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sex Before Marriage&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;? Can I Go Through it All with Strong Determination? Can I Love the New Born like a Gem that Should be Cherished?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple;"&gt;I ask myself All those Questions. Yet I can't Figure Out Any of the Answers. I Understand that this isn't Easy for Her, she never Expected it to Happen. Especially not when it Happened just Once? I guess the Adrenaline Rushed to her Head at that Time, causing her to Lose her Judgment and wasn't thinking Straight. Seduction is Simply Hard to Resist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple;"&gt;Anyway, since you can't turn back the Clock, I guess the only thing to do is Face Reality. Think of it in a Positive Way, and not Anything Negative. We're 19 anyway, it's Legal to get Married and Pregnant. I heard Worse Case, 14? 15? 16? That is the Moderate Age Teenage get Pregnant these Days. Besides, we're No Longer Teens, we're Young Adults, gonna be Adults, pretty much when we hits 21. When the Gate of Freedom is Open. Look at the Bright Side, she'll be one Young Mum when her Kids are in their Teenage years. I'm always impressed with Young Parents. Who wouldn't? Back at those days, they get Married by This Age. Even Now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple;"&gt;FYI, my Grandma's Maid is only in her early 30's. And she's already a Grandmother. She got Married at the age of 14. Her Daughter did the Same. It's nothing Unusual in Places like From Where she came. For the Economy is Slow Rising, and One of the Ways the Parents can Hope that their Child Feeds well by the time they are Adolescent is by Marrying them off. Letting go of a Burden on their Shoulders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple;"&gt;When I see a Young Couple of my Age with a Child. I find it a &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Picture of Happiness&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. But Whether or Not things are the Same back at Home, No One can tell for Sure, just like Half of those that got Hitch Up due to Cases like this would Sign for Divorce Eventually, but that is for the Half. The other Half may as well Lead a Wonderful Life, you Never Know, you Never Would, until it Happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;PS::..Pretty Please, if you Can't Restrain your Lust, do Remember to do Safety Measures, there's no Harm in Troubling yourself for Awhile, rather than getting yourself in Trouble Later On..::&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;::..Life holds no Guarantee, Happiness is for you to Attain.:.Love the Way you Live, and Live the Way you Love..::&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7479187877822894920-1417765637675652406?l=surrealkaleidoscope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://surrealkaleidoscope.blogspot.com/feeds/1417765637675652406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7479187877822894920&amp;postID=1417765637675652406&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7479187877822894920/posts/default/1417765637675652406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7479187877822894920/posts/default/1417765637675652406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://surrealkaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2009/10/accidentally-or-fated.html' title='-Accidentally or Fated?-'/><author><name>Enaj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06063623399120974741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TDPWGiGP9Go/TwK9mKCkPKI/AAAAAAAACL4/4j5alP-zag8/s220/DSCN0025.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ugblUUTsoU4/Ss2pXWY1J4I/AAAAAAAABCs/WtmgcXXjwPk/s72-c/love_can_make_a_miracle_by_jewell_liu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7479187877822894920.post-2453059627640230605</id><published>2009-09-27T15:15:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T19:29:14.164+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='-Sentiment-'/><title type='text'>-Racial Segregation? Try Language Barrier-</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Intro::..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Well, here's a Subject I've wanted to Pen about for awhile, also the &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Main Purpose&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; this Blog was opened in the 1st place, and in case You Did Not Notice, I've posted a &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Warning&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; that says only for &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Liberals"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;? If you can't Accept the things I Write in my Blog, Don't Bother, Leave Now. Even though I love typing out everything that's on my mind, I Still Do Not Wish to get into Trouble by Touching On what They Deem as &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sensitive Issues&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You've Been Warned..::&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;:::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;:::::::::::::::::&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;:::::::::::::::::::::&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;::::::::::::::&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;:::::::&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Outro::..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666;"&gt;I personally think that there's No Such Thing as &lt;b&gt;Racial Segregation&lt;/b&gt;. At least, not in Malaysia. What have been Separating us have one or more reasons Attributed to Language. If not Generally, then Culturally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666;"&gt;This is my Point of View regarding this Matter. I remember back when I was in Primary School, Everyone of us Gets Along just well. The Malays and The Chinese, well, there are no Indians in my class, but I have a Story to tell about an Indian friend of mine later on. You see, I went to a Chinese School. So everyone of us are required to Converse in Chinese, even The Malays, to Brush Up on our Mandarin Comprehension. To us, it's Never about Race, just the fact that Their Skin were Darker than us, and Nothing More Than That.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666;"&gt;But after we went to our Respective Secondary School, the Gap just got Obviously Widen among My Malay and Chinese Friends. The reason for that is very Simple. The fact that even My Malay Friends from Primary School stop talking in Chinese, even to us Chinese, they started to talk in Malay, the language they're most Comfortable in, even now, they had Indeed Opt to not Speak Chinese, but still Understands us even if we were to Speak Chinese to them. The reason is Simply Because they are Comfortable conversing in Malay, just as they are Comfortable in their own Skin. It's just the same for Chinese as my friends will Pick Chinese over Malay or English in Conversations unless forced to Converse in that Specific Language.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666;"&gt;But for me, it's not all about Language, being brought up in a Tri-Language Family, I feel rather Ease conversing in any of the 3 Languages. That comprises of Malay, Chinese &amp;amp; English. The reason is that I speak English Ever Since I was a Kid with my Family. I speak Malay to some of my Relatives and Grandmother. I speak Chinese with my Friends in School. Some say I have the Best of 3 Worlds, I say I'm just a Mixture of ABC, Separate it, and I'm actually No Good For Either, but Combined, it makes me who I am Today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666;"&gt;You probably still cannot Grasp the Idea I have in Mind Right Now. But it doesn't Matter, I have lots of Stuff I just want to Get It Out from My Head. When I say it's about Language, I'm referring to the Effect it has on us, the Exposure we get, the Environment we were Brought Up in. You see, for my Chinese-Ed friends, they read Chinese Newspaper, they watch Chinese Series, they are brought up in a very Chinese-Like family. And I won't say the Chinese do not have Flaws as a Chinese myself, the Chinese Newspaper is a very Good Evidence indeed, Gossips are Splashed everyday as you open the Newspaper. The English Newspaper do not Focus so much on Such Little Details in the Life of others. And so it's the same in their Life. Gossips? Heck. Who cares?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666;"&gt;For a Banana like my Sis, the ones she Mix with are mostly English-Ed, a few Chinese-Ed that isn't so Chinese-Like. So even among our own Race, Segregation happens, what more do you Expect among other Races? You get what I Mean now? I grew up watching P.Ramlee's &amp;amp; Hindustani Movies; English, Chinese, Spanish, Japanese, Korean &amp;amp; Indon series. So I was Exposed to all the Different Cultures I see on TV, I See the World through a Kaleidoscope. Hence, the Confusion of the True Direction I'm looking at, but Nevertheless, Amazingly Beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666;"&gt;About the Indian friend I was Referring to earlier on, he's one of my Ex-Best Friend, meaning we used to be Best of Friends, but not anymore, not due to his Race, but solely due to Communication Issues. When we were friends, for some Reason he kept having this Idea in his Head that people Discriminate him for his Race. That is One Thing I kept trying to get it out from His Mind. I just couldn't understand The Fact that even if They Did. Why does it even Matters? When the one that Matters do not even give a Damn. One of the Reasons that led to our Broken Friendship eventually, yet he didn't even Realize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ugblUUTsoU4/Sr9Icfd3GUI/AAAAAAAAA_M/2qc8Y0O4b88/s1600-h/Rainbow_Colours_by_Ninelyn.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ugblUUTsoU4/Sr9Icfd3GUI/AAAAAAAAA_M/2qc8Y0O4b88/s400/Rainbow_Colours_by_Ninelyn.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well then, had a lot I wanted to say, but Right Now isn't the Time, will Carry On later, my Mind needs Rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;At the End of the Day, We are all the Same..::&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7479187877822894920-2453059627640230605?l=surrealkaleidoscope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://surrealkaleidoscope.blogspot.com/feeds/2453059627640230605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7479187877822894920&amp;postID=2453059627640230605&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7479187877822894920/posts/default/2453059627640230605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7479187877822894920/posts/default/2453059627640230605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://surrealkaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2009/09/racial-segregation-try-language-barrier.html' title='-Racial Segregation? Try Language Barrier-'/><author><name>Enaj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06063623399120974741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TDPWGiGP9Go/TwK9mKCkPKI/AAAAAAAACL4/4j5alP-zag8/s220/DSCN0025.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ugblUUTsoU4/Sr9Icfd3GUI/AAAAAAAAA_M/2qc8Y0O4b88/s72-c/Rainbow_Colours_by_Ninelyn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7479187877822894920.post-3878377657323311877</id><published>2009-09-21T15:35:00.032+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T12:23:25.689+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='-Reality-'/><title type='text'>-Death-</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="background-color: rgb(238, 238, 238); color: rgb(53, 28, 117);"&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;Death.&lt;/b&gt; It's as Simple for the Dead, as Complicated for the Living.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: rgb(238, 238, 238); color: rgb(53, 28, 117);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Death. &lt;/b&gt;It happens everyday, many of which disregard it's presence, until we are forced to face with the brutal truth, of losing the ones we love in a blink of an eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: rgb(238, 238, 238); color: rgb(53, 28, 117);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Death.&lt;/b&gt; There will come the time when the &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Grim Reaper&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; comes knocking on your door. And Who is that stranger clothed in a black cloak with a hood and His skeleton fingers holding on to a Scythe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: rgb(238, 238, 238); color: rgb(53, 28, 117);"&gt;Some refers to Him as the &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Angel of Death&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, others regard Him as a &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Spectre of Death&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: rgb(238, 238, 238); color: rgb(53, 28, 117);"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ugblUUTsoU4/Srcw_-KjAyI/AAAAAAAAA-s/LaWW_9FcJnA/s1600-h/Frau_by_OmgItsKarin.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ugblUUTsoU4/Srcw_-KjAyI/AAAAAAAAA-s/LaWW_9FcJnA/s400/Frau_by_OmgItsKarin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Whoever He is, He is here to claim your Soul, transporting It to The Other Side. Whichever side that is, it is Obscure to man, whether it's &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Heaven or Hell&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; or neither of each.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: rgb(238, 238, 238); color: rgb(53, 28, 117);"&gt;Some say it's in Between. Spirits lingering on&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; Earth&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, wondering Souls man claim them to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: rgb(238, 238, 238); color: rgb(53, 28, 117);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: rgb(238, 238, 238); color: rgb(53, 28, 117);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What is happening at Present..::&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;:::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;:::::::::::::::::&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;:::::::::::::::::::::&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;::::::::::::::&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;:::::::&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: rgb(238, 238, 238); color: rgb(53, 28, 117);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(11, 83, 148);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Disease::..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: rgb(238, 238, 238); color: rgb(11, 83, 148);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: rgb(238, 238, 238); color: rgb(11, 83, 148);"&gt;Recently it's all about &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;H1N1&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, it seems like almost everyday someone dies of that Influenza. That it has become rather&lt;i&gt; &lt;b&gt;"normal"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; to see &lt;b&gt;Death&lt;/b&gt; being reported on the news. What about those that lost their love ones to the Virus? What about them? What happens after the ones that lost their struggle against the disease which in the end claims their life? When they leave their dearest ones behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: rgb(238, 238, 238); color: rgb(11, 83, 148);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: rgb(238, 238, 238); color: rgb(11, 83, 148);"&gt;I can only have the slightest idea of the Pain it cause, the Grief it inflicts to one's Psyche. Only when it happens to the people we Care for do we Realize, that &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Life is too Fragile to be taken Granted of"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. Yet we Forget the very next day. And Repeat the same Errors in the Present that we might have made in the Past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: rgb(238, 238, 238); color: rgb(11, 83, 148);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: rgb(238, 238, 238); color: rgb(53, 28, 117);"&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(11, 83, 148);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Show your Love now, Life is all about Love, about Living with Love, and Giving Love for as long as you Live..::&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: rgb(238, 238, 238); color: rgb(53, 28, 117);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;...............................................................................................................................&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;.......&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;.. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: rgb(238, 238, 238); color: rgb(53, 28, 117);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(103, 78, 167);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;War::..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: rgb(238, 238, 238); color: rgb(103, 78, 167);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: rgb(238, 238, 238); color: rgb(103, 78, 167);"&gt;What is the Cause of &lt;b&gt;War&lt;/b&gt; exactly? All I see are &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Narcissistic Mortals&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; creating it for their own Benefits, the Heresy they hold on to their so called Faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: rgb(238, 238, 238); color: rgb(103, 78, 167);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: rgb(238, 238, 238); color: rgb(103, 78, 167);"&gt;I don't get the Point of Destroying what have Been Created for Us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: rgb(238, 238, 238); color: rgb(103, 78, 167);"&gt;I don't get why Humans Impose their own Ideas and Beliefs on One Another, One of Their Kind, and Those That are Not, to Join them, Enforcing man to Act Accordingly for everyone's Ostensible Benefits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: rgb(238, 238, 238); color: rgb(103, 78, 167);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: rgb(238, 238, 238); color: rgb(103, 78, 167);"&gt;All throughout the years, many had became Sacrifices for such &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Unfortunate Events&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; Induced Solely by Human Actions and Nothing Shall Be Associated with the Creator of The World, Race or Religion, Destiny or Fate, the Question of which no one has an Answer to. The fact that all the Questions &amp;amp; Conflicts in the world Arises from &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Human Nature&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; has Nothing To Do with &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Unseen Force&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Natural Course of Life.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: rgb(238, 238, 238); color: rgb(103, 78, 167);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: rgb(238, 238, 238); color: rgb(53, 28, 117);"&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(103, 78, 167);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Uphold the&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;Principles for an Ideal Life&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;instead of what the Idealist perceive as Life Principles..::&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;...............................................................................................................................&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;.......&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: rgb(238, 238, 238); color: rgb(53, 28, 117);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: rgb(238, 238, 238); color: rgb(61, 133, 198);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Suicide::..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: rgb(238, 238, 238); color: rgb(61, 133, 198);"&gt;For all the ones that commit this Offence, be it in the name of another, or due to &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Unbearable Burden&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: rgb(238, 238, 238); color: rgb(61, 133, 198);"&gt;You pay for your own &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sin&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, that is both in the After Life &amp;amp; Previous Life, When You're Gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: rgb(238, 238, 238); color: rgb(61, 133, 198);"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;The After Life&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; refers to the life after you've move on, but I doubt you'll see any Light to Guide you to the &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Eden of Dreams&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, instead it's probably Pitch Black, in a world without Colours, literally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: rgb(238, 238, 238); color: rgb(61, 133, 198);"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Previous Life&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; refers to the life of others when you Forsake the ones that Love &amp;amp; Cherish you. Taking your own life will bring nothing but Grief to the ones Concerned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: rgb(238, 238, 238); color: rgb(61, 133, 198);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: rgb(238, 238, 238); color: rgb(61, 133, 198);"&gt;The worst case of all are &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Suicide Bombers&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, killing in the name of God, and I thought He's merciless, I wouldn't know, I won't say I believe He Exist, yet like an Apparition, you can't Deny what you can't See.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: rgb(238, 238, 238); color: rgb(61, 133, 198);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Optical Illusions&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; happen all the time, in life there's more than One Way to see One Thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: rgb(238, 238, 238); color: rgb(61, 133, 198);"&gt;Not only did they took their own life, they brought Souvenirs to the &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;After World&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; as well. That is if they're even Approved to be Admitted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: rgb(238, 238, 238); color: rgb(61, 133, 198);"&gt;What happens when there's no place for you, when they throw you in the &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dungeon of Hell&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;? What happens then, I believe that's when you get All That You Wish For.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: rgb(238, 238, 238); color: rgb(61, 133, 198);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Death&lt;/b&gt;, I doubt the Taste of it will be Sweet. Hatred is what Contributes to &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mass Destruction&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: rgb(238, 238, 238); color: rgb(61, 133, 198);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: rgb(238, 238, 238); color: rgb(61, 133, 198);"&gt;Do you know that Japan has the &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Highest Average of Longevity?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; Meaning the Life Span of Japanese are longer than any other of their &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;International Counterparts&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; Yet, Japan scores the &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Highest Rate of Suicides&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; as well. No kidding, how Contradiction it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: rgb(238, 238, 238); color: rgb(61, 133, 198);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: rgb(238, 238, 238); color: rgb(61, 133, 198);"&gt;According to a man that tries to save as much people as he could from Committing Suicide, he opens a Coffee Cafe right by the beach, his Main Intention isn't really to Brew Coffee. But to Stop those that comes to the Rocky Ends intending to Throw themselves into the Killer Waves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: rgb(238, 238, 238); color: rgb(61, 133, 198);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost everyday there's bound to be one that has made up their mind to End It All. The Benevolent man then shows Empathy when he sense what they're Intention are.&lt;br /&gt;He then sits them down and have a chat with them, succeed in Persuading 1 out of 3 to never comes back, 1 out of 2 still comes back to the site, yet 1 will return to their own life, determined to Start All Over Again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: rgb(238, 238, 238); color: rgb(61, 133, 198);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: rgb(238, 238, 238); color: rgb(61, 133, 198);"&gt;Some cultures deemed &lt;b&gt;Suicide&lt;/b&gt; as a form of&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; Dying With Honor&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, others regard it as the last Responsibility you are Entitled to perform when all else fails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: rgb(238, 238, 238); color: rgb(61, 133, 198);"&gt;But, whatever the reason it is, You Pay With Your Life. 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