Spy

https://creationsciencestudy.wordpress.com/2014/12/28/airasia-flight-qz8501-gods-true-warning/

Sigh... I think the worst enemy is not pass the boarder.. But the one that is within the walls that is most destructive.

I remember a movie where a spy sneaked into a group of students rioting peacefully (oxymoron sorry) ... Suddenly, he took out a gun and shot at the police barricading.. A spark that ignites the fires of violence and war.... Officially legalising a response from the police.

I wonder if that happened in Bersih too.. Like.. Supporters of a particular party intentionally dress up in yellow to merge unnoticed and give a bad face to those with good intentions.

Sigh.. So sceptical.. Maybe I should just accept the fact that there are idiots who are crazy.. (Its so funny to read the comments)

At the end of the day, its up to you personally to discern which side you want to stand on. Understanding more helps. Be open to listen.

I say that to myself too. Don't become a hypocritical jack@55

Love the obnoxious,
Bless those who curse,
Pray for those who hate.

Sigh, God if this isn't what a religion of love is... Then I don't know where else to turn to.

Technology addiction

I would buy a Motorola droid turbo if I didn't tell my self I would get a Rm80 cellular dumb phone after my moto G. I love my moto G... It does all a smartphone needs to do, plus the dual sim let's me keep my cellular digi number paired with maxis mobile broadband. 1Gb data for RM 18 per month.. Not bad eh. Enough for wassap, FB messenger, typing this post and other light browsing.

But why did I decide to get out of this tech rat race? I hate myself always being constantly desiring the newest gear to come out. I just cant settle for what I have currently... My Rm3 knife, my cheap watch and torchlight... Generic fire lighters...

I feel like I live more the leas I have. Minimalist. I just need one 2tb hard drive and that's enough storage .. I gotta get rid of what I don't use or read... Cut down.. Simplify and live life...

I'm going to go back to the pen and paper.. Screw trying to write everything down in evernote, Google keep, and virtual Calender's.

All I need is you my dear blogspot. You shall be the one to log all my memories.

Screw virtual to do list. They don't work for me :(

Please dont pass away

 "Love never fails. But where there are prophecies, they will cease; where there are tongues, they will be stilled; where there is knowledge, it will pass away." - 1 Corinthians 13:8

prophecies, tongues, knowledge

love

the machine 2013

just watched "the machine" the other day. so closely linked to "her" and "transcendent".

in the movie, looks like the key for Artificial intelligence is..
to be able to learn from conversations.

come to think of it, if i had a super power, i would love to be able to read other people's conversations. come to think of it, i would just talk to them =)

this is the core of humanity, relationships. when we talk to people, we mold not only ourselves, but also those around us. our personalities, our consciousness, our ideas.. not just our own, but we also take in the beliefs of others, its a collection of all our experiences and memories.

yet, our identity is still found in God, as He is the one who gives us life.
thats why there is still hope for the human soul.

a machine is however created by man, if it was to take on the image of its creator,
a man's heart is prone to sin, war, death, hate, greed... pride

or could it be possible for love to exist in a machine.. one that cares, one that nurtures

technology, the brain: search engine preferences.
they guess and assume what we want to look at based on our search and browsing history,
very much like reading our conversations with other people,

just that: it replaces community interaction between two or more people with
a very individualistic introverted interaction between man and machine.

.. thats it..

i'm gonna cut myself off the internet and get a cellular phone with no data, wassap or instant fb messaging.

soon =)

Education = Less blue collar workers

"The G.I Bill of Rights changed American society because it meant that enormous numbers of people who would never have thought of going to college went to college." said Drucker "And once you have been to college you dont... want to be a blue-collar worker on the plant floor. The supply created the knowledge society, not the demand."

So, with education comes .. sort of enlightenment.. where people get smarter, too smart for their own good... and dont want to do hard labor or work in service to others. this is how knowledge can puff up and destroy, if there is no balance in education of teaching the matter of the heart and the matter of the mind.

in this unbalanced society, i think people need to focus more on heart issues. with a good core, people in society would be nicer to each other, there will be more smiles and laughter, as in the case of villagers. the total opposite would not be entirely true: educated people getting too arrogant, cold towards each other and un-community like (too much extreme). i know its possible to be educated and still be a nice person.

i'm just saying.

merry Christmas everyone =)
on this day a Saviour has been born to us,
one that deals with the core.
heart of the matter: Education with Christ = Educating others in love.

world's system

was looking down from a condominium..
after cramp studying for and upcomin APK exam later

decided to take a breath of fresh air and enjoy the view
at a distance
i could heard the sound of cars in a near by highway..
the kampung was filled with coconut palms and other trees..
so different from the developed area

then i heard
engines starting doors closing from the car park bellow me,
a lady was taking some catering trays
i presume are home cook food for her stall

sigh... is life really made to be working to earn money and following the organization
to mold our daily activities around societies norms and expectations?

"the more integrated we get into the system of the world,
the further away we are drawn from God"

What to eat, what is in my bag

If the poor can still be alive to see the next day, then who am i to worry about what i should eat tomorrow, what should i wear where should i live or rest my head at night to sleep?

Take with you no bag, least you become sentimental to the things of this world, and start worrying about thieves that steal your possessions ... Truth is, when they take away what is outside, they are freeing you. What they cannot take away is in your heart. What fire they cannot quench with cold shoulders, false accusations and bullying words. Shall only cause your passion and dependence on God to grow stronger.

Take with you no riches of your own, and find that your Father in heaven owns the storehouses of gold and everything else on earth.

Who even gave the value to 'precious metals' and gold chains anyway? Aren't they just rocks spewed out from the earth?

"Hold My Hand dear Child"

>>there something about kneeling down.
not just a methphorical sign of submission...

but when the one on stage says to himself
"i'm not just going to sing words that my actions dont follow"

i am falling to my knees,
i need you Lord to Breath in me...
my prayer is still the same

>>and then there something about just saying
"Hello"
and waiting for His reply

>>then as i hold His hand in my heart,
i realize how stupid i was to no have known the Father all this time,
to not have sleeked His counsel daily
my my heart weeps

i have not felt your touch for so long,
thus how could i have been touching others with Your love if it wasnt in me in the first place.

>>then the door opens
and i realize how true it is that one should "go into a closet and lock the door to pray"
disruptions, distractions... friends, love.

or waking up early in the wee hours of the morning at 6am..
there you can find solace

make up

at the end of the day,
when the sun goes down and night's shadows come up
no body see's the face anymore

the only part i dont like,
is removing the make up.
washing my hair with all that wax inside

why do people have to put foundation, powder and eye liners,
why do i need to look like a doll and put on a cheesy smile

for the musical, for the audience, no for God
for an audience of One

i love being in this musical, the 60 days of countdown,
the every-night 2 week long practices from 8-11

thank God its only 3 days.
i dont think i can put make up on everyday for the rest of my life,

i wonder how people who have to do it live,
its probably like wearing cloths to them,

judge not shall i, least i am judged.
but still... i feel its like ..a .. mask.. masquerading truly

that make up gives us a shell to hide behind,
our emotions are blocked in as much as our skin suffocates from breathing

thats why when we see people with mascara rolling down their cheeks,
washed away by tears... owh how it reminds me that His Blood washes me whiter than the snow

at the end of the day,
before we lay our head to rest,
we shall remove this layer

until then, the Son of Man has no place to lay his head,
but He promises to give rest and refuge to those who are weary and heavy laden.

i'm not weary...
because im not working.

count not my days Lord,
for i dont want to know when my time is up,
yet remind me each day, that every one is a blessing,
least i take for granted
"every breath i breath i breath in you,
you make me move, Jesus"

you make me sing,
you make me dance,
this musical is for you.

Secular Songs

As a christian.. Can i sing secular songs...?

That go against the Word of God..
Glorifying the flesh.

Even if they have nice melodies,
What good is my voice box..

If my lips and tongue don't praise my Lord,

Christ... I'm beginning to sing empty praise and worship songs.. Memorised ... And focused on melodies, harmonising, 2nd and 3rd voices... instead of You

God, you aren't my centre anymore.

Draw me back,
Andi shan't sing
Till my heart means it,
Till my actions speak it.

Hippocrite

When I pray, it's not in accordance to your will. I pray you will bless and anoint me... So that I can show off to others how good I am. Not how good You are. At the core of my life is still me. My ego and my pride.

I can't bear to sing the songs or "restoring to me the joy of your salvation" or "this is my desire"

I don't honour you. I memories words and articulate them without meaning them. Focusing more on the melody and harmony more than the person I'm presenting it to.

My audience is not You. It is the people around me in the room.

Just like how a lot of other things I do by rituals: "preaching and doing things in Your name" ... Without knowing You.

You've called me countless times, gave me advice and counsel ... Told me what's wrong and right... But all the time I always turned away.

Just like how flowery one can sing a song without meaning it, so can one preface a gospel without a living God.

Yet judge not should I.
For it is Thee that enables us.
I am wicked and wretched,
Far from saving myself in anyway.

I trust in my abilities,
My skills and talents to earn me a living.
I dare not trust You.

Even if I say I do,
"Give you my life",
Yet truthfully I do not.

Yet honestly, I am but a hippocrate

I love the world me re than you,
Choose to serve it as my master instead if you.

Truth in Your Word, one can only serve one. I will hate You and love the other, the world.

I will stand in the crowds mocking and calling out to release the criminal and thus... to crucify you.

You've called me out in the waters... Yet I still deny you.

And only when the night darkens... When the earth shakes... And the sky rips apart. .

Shall I woefully bear my chest.
And ponder upon all the time I have wasted.
Not living the life Eternally.

" now this is eternal life, to know you and the one who sent you"

I do not know,
I know about.
I do not follow,
I act to look like I do.
I do not listen,
I hear and disobey.

I like a grass... Swaying in the best wind.
Waiting for my day to come,
To be thrown into the fire and burnt.

Forget me not Lord,
Like the little silver and gold that purifies in a crucible...

Let your fire,
Burn away all that is not of You.

Consume me.
Flame.

Life's time equation

:l philosofy anyone?