Karmic Revelations
Where nonsense makes sense simply by not making sense.

Kiss from a Rose

By Shye A.D.

"Baby,
I compare you to a kiss from a rose on the gray.
Ooh,
The more I get of you,
The stranger it feels, yeah.
And now that your rose is in bloom.
A light hits the gloom on the gray.
There is so much a man can tell you,
So much he can say.
You remain,
My power, my pleasure, my pain, baby
To me you're like a growing addiction that I can't deny.
Won't you tell me is that healthy, baby?
But did you know,
That when it snows,
My eyes become large and the light that you shine can be seen. "

Don't ask how the fascination unto this song came to be...Lol. It just..erm...came. Kept listening to it for a few rounds now, and kept me on high for some odd reason.

Seriously.

It made me lose focus on anything else but the song itself, and I felt like as if I'm on the edge of some place looking to the ocean underneath gray clouds. And on drugs too. And I;m with a particular person, too. *wink* Maybe the lyrics influenced me somehow, but yeah. Weird effect some songs can have on you, eh?

It was like...euphoria.

And it went on for quite a while, until some cynical part of my nature started to nudge my brain for some fun and started to translate the thing in Malay...

"Tau kah kau...Mun salji turun,
Mata ku jadi basar,
cahaya yang kau keluarkan dapat ku liat..."

Made me snap out of my high instantly. -_-" Then I went to the kitchen to make myself coffee...

Hmm...Do songs affect you in some weird way sometimes? Like taking you to another place nonexistent anywhere else except in the world you created by you alone...Or maybe this resultant feeling is just a consequence of a flawed design in mentality...

That's a song btw..Hehe. Flawed design. Google it. It starts with

"When I was a young boy,
I was honest and I had more self-control etc etc..."

or

"Masa time ku damit-damit~
Aku jujur sama aku dapat kontrol diri sendiri..."

I recommend you google up the first one rather than the translation.

Aanyway, Katherine Mcphee's Over It would do the same thing too. I feel like being enshrouded in dullness and swept to a place with no one else but me. A place spacious enough I could run around and frolick for miles and miles on end but it feels like I'm stuck on an invisible corner, wallowing in gloom-ism.

-_-

The Indon Glenn's Januari would instantly transport me into a car with an unknown driver, and I would be driven through a road with Sakura trees on the sides, or some other tree with white-pink blossomy petals. And it would be raining. And raindrops aren't the ones that's falling, but thousands and thousands of those petals.

Well, I'm not the one driving so I'd usually sit back and enjoy the high, rather than worrying on why it is raining freaky pink flowers than water.

I want to put "just to name a few" somewhere but I just don't know where...T_T

There is no particular genre of music I stick to, but I could categorise the songs I've listened to, for the benefit of all sentient beings, if they could find any at all..

First one is Evergreen. If you say it's lame well then may u be f**ked to kingdom come. I;m naming these for myself not for any other sentient beings. Huhu. Anyway...If I were to listen to it today 10 times, do it again tomorrow, and still listen to it till the same month next year, that particular song goes under this category.

Usually it's the songs here that can evoke the 'high'ness.

Then the Seasonals...I listen to it now, and next week. Then I get bored/feel neutral. Then I'll start liking it again after a few months of being deprived of it. @_@

Last would be the One Nite Stands...Well, yeah. Once I get bored of them, there is no turning back.

Suck on that if you think my nomenclating ability is lame. Haha.

Hmm. I'm hungry...

So ends the Sutra of Indulgence through Music. May all sentient beings embrace Randomness.

Bye.







 

A wise man, who later became an important icon in Buddhism, once said...

Form is nothingness and nothingness is form. And form differs not from nothingness, nothingness differing not from form.

Not preaching, just being random. Haha.

May all sentient beings hail Randomness. Like I do. :)

I think that is why people put speed limits. You never know what'll come up in front of you...Or in front of the car in front of you...Next thing you know, ur head is flying off elsewhere. So keep that in mind if u think ur a fast driver. Hehe...

Not that I'm writing this post because of any recent unfortunate event(s)...But rather a product of contemplation over the liitle things in life that sort of leads you to another point down the road.

Lets be thankful to whatever it is that has influenced us to come to paths in which has brought us much happiness.

Like friends, and other special people..*hint hint* Haha...

Embracing randomness will also lead to open-mindedness, reasons of such relation will not be explained here. But i can say that, realisation of such concept will ultimately lead to acceptance.

Praised be Randomness.

For it has lead me to this particular point down this path I walk. Maybe randomness is Karma itself. An emanation of the law of cause-and-effect. Maybe randomness, in its completely unaltered form is Fate itself.

Hail Randomness, and all that is that causes the action and reaction of Randomness.

Nda tuu...Apakan..Haha.

Its just pure pleasure, don't you think? To be random and speak in a language so familiar to everyone but understood by none. *insert evil cackle here* And more so, when the narrow-minded ones, and those bound by the nonessential laws and precepts of Stereotype-ism, will try to comprehend such a result of randomness, cryptically embellished, and come up with assumptions so hilarious and ridiculous, yet fascinating.

Then again, a limited spectra of personalities would lead to lesser Randomness...And therefore, the realisation of Randomness leads to appreciation of existence.

So great are the attributes of Randomness. All hail!

And so ends the Words of Contemplation and Realisation of Randomness.

Blessed be, blessed be.










 

T_T

By Shye A.D.


Ku nangis tadi...

And tears are falling down now too...

Tompok is gone...

God...

Ur gone...




My sister IMed me on msn..And ia cakap Tompok meninggal...Ia sakit for a few days, macam kana ampas...

I was looking forward to going back home and see you there with ur babies...Lama sudah ku nda balik ke rumah...

Tapi ani Tompok nada lagi...

It hurts to know ur gone, Tompok...God...

I still remember when U were a kitten, basar tangan ku ja...U followed me masa ku pat living room all the way back to my room...I took U in my arms...

Then U slept on my chest...

I went back for a new semester and lama nda balik rumah...When i got back..Uv grown so much...

Gauk lagi tu...Ud start running around and gigit everyone whud want to play with you...

Tompok...I miss you...We miss you...

Ur the only cat ill ever acknowledge as the cleanest thing to live...

So much tears for a cat...Hehe...Oh well...

Love you Tompok...We all do....

I took pics of U tym U went mental....And I posted one of them...

God...We love you cyg...Alai kami...

Thought you'd be with us longer...But now ur gone...

T_T...Bye Tompok...

I'm not sure where ull go..But I reckon itll be a good place kan?

We love you...

 

Tahi Suci!!

By Shye A.D.

I'm back~! So sorry Bloggie-boo~ Internet is crappy back at the hostel...Daymn eh...

Oh Oh...To commemorate my coming-back, I shall announce the much anticipated announcement!

I'm getting my Swift-Babe Back!!!

Hee...So from today, there's umm 8 more days to go...Huhu...

I'll be signing off now...I actually have a lot to blog about but not in the mood right now..

Hee...

Mau Ting Tong...Uhu...

 

ZOMG!! (ZOH-EM-ENG!!)

By Shye A.D.

First it was Malaysia, now Indonesia...

I hope the relevant authorities in Brunei are sane enough not to Ban YOGA!! as well...

Its just damn foolish, don't you think? Makes you wonder if they even did an extensive research.

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A reflection taken from ISLAM:BODY & MIND by Soumy Ana.

Allah does not like extremism: "Thus have We made of you an ummah justly balanced" (Al Baqara 2:143)

“Yoga, according to the World Book lexicon is, 'A system of Hindu
religious philosophy that requires intense mental and physical discipline as
a means of attaining union with the universal spirit.' (World Book p. 2421).

Hence even though Yoga is used only as a fitness programme, it is not
permissible due to its close links with the Hindu religion.”

In the second case, Yoga is halal or allowed; it is just another way to
feel good and the teacher is not instructing his students about any of the
Hindu doctrine. It is reduced to a series of physical activities without
special meaning. This series of exercises resemble stretching techniques,
relaxing and massaging techniques. As long as the postures are not extreme
and are not harming the body of the person who practices it, it is safe to use it.

But Muslims should consider only as a hobby to feel better, something that
they do for pleasure, not by conviction. Yoga can thus help them to sleep
better, to feel more in tune with their body, to relax, etc.
In the same spirit, Muslim Chinese as a means of finding balance and
defending themselves use martial arts.

There is no proof in Islam that it is forbidden.

Our prophet (saas) would ask the help of people from other religions to
educate Muslims in writing, or to master a skill. In Islam, we are allowed to
learn from the non-Muslims as long as we do not imitate them and do not
follow them and as long as the teaching is not in contradiction in any way
with the Muslim creed.

Chanting in Yoga is therefore prohibited.

We do not
want to imitate the Kufar,
but incorporate what is good from their teachings
into our daily practices. Hatha Yoga is a combination of traditional
teachings into a modern setting.

It is a mild form of Yoga that is completely
reduced to purely physical poses.

Fatwa from: http://islamhelpline.com/

--------------> Courtesy of http://www.yogabrunei.blogspot.com/

Peace.

 

Karmanized.

By Shye A.D.

May All Sentient Beings Rejoice. All Karma be done. So be it.

So that basically translates to...*F**K YoU!! YoU FreAKiN MoThErHuMPInG MilK-SNATCHERR!!!*

Fewh...

I hate you...

Whoever you are...

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Okay, I just tried to do Yoga and ended up doing a few rounds only....Gahh...

The new Vice President of Yoga is physically unfit...

I guess I'm too tired from using up all that energy from not be pissed off about having a bad day...Everything was just not right..Just for a while though...

Went up a half-hour early for my lecture (12pm Bio Lect.) and hung out at Hollywood. You know, that sanctified space at the end of the FOS front walkway thing. Heheh.

All Hail Rose the Nomenclating Queen of Maha-Gangsters.

So I arrived and was hungry cuz all I had was my *Home-made Uber-Smooth Ginseng Latte...Woot!!* and decided to go the Union shop for some food.

- It felt like my left shoulder area grew humongously big and the sleeve was too uncomfortably snug, and it was a rather unpleasant feeling.

- My hair was wayy too unruly for some reason so I couldn't keep it in much order as usual.

- Some parts of the lymphatic glands in my mouth is swollen, due to a failed fever strike.

- Didn't find anything interesting to consume.

- The whole population of Earth was in *MY* FREAKING WAY the whole time I walked back to Hollywood!!! They would either BE IN FRONT OF ME WALKING LIKE RETARDED SNAILS or SICKENINGLY BLOCKING MY FREAKIN WAY!!! WTF??!!!

- So yeah, I was rather pissed off when I came to Hollywood.

But of course, letting your pissed-offness emanate and disturb your surrounding peers in a sinful act. So I mentally made fun of myself being pissed off.

So I ate, and hung around till it was almost time for lecture and walked up. That annoying Vomit Green-Hot Pink *BAD DAY* label was still floating over my whole pitiful existence...Got in class and...

- The room smelled like stinking feet so ever more than usual.

- The Uni chair-table thing I sat in felt small.

- Then the table of the Uni chair-table thing felt small too.

- Everything wasn't really right at that very moment.

- And I fell asleep despite my burning desire attending the Lecture.

- Yeah. Wtf...

All turned out well after that though, miraculously...My t-shirt felt the right size, my hair was a tad bit manageable and the whole wide world felt spacious again.

Fuh...

And then it rained....

And I miss my Swift-babe...

And si Anu is farrr in KL!!!! Wtf~~....Jauh eee....T_T.

And ada this particular someone, long hair and had a very nice perfume on...Lawl!!!

Mata buleh begatal, tapi jangan hati ikut jua~...

At some point of the day I realised I wasn't craving for any particular food as much as I normally would, but rather....Umm...

It's like my hands are so itchy to make Paus, baked Paus, Tendon, Gimbap, Sushi, Carbonara, Shepherd'd pie...Amongst other things...

It feels like an addiction you see...

You know...

Where you just need to find a dark, abandoned corner and pour some of it out, and just take one long, heavenly, eternally satisfying *SNIFFFF*....

Ok..lawl. That ws scary...

Well maybe not up to that point, but I just reaally need to freakin make something~!..

I want my ALLOWANCE!!!

And you know what. I have a hypothesis. Of why our allowance is so damn late sometimes.

Its because *they* think its not really important to us. And that each and every single UBDian is still under the TLC of their parents, and that we are, if not freakingly wealthy, are still able to support ourselves living on our parents' money.

And its not that if they make it late that it will affect their own payday. Of which is sickeningly somewhat fixed every month.

These people are getting paid for their job, man...

So okay I might just be ranting out without any basis...

But think about it...

- They have been doing this for how long already?

- I reckon they do have their own system handling this whole thing, which would revolve around a few stages, where this goes there and what goes where. So how long can it be to finish up one stage?

- And why is the period of release vary everytime?

Hmm...

Oh well...

Huhu. Okay I'm going to surf for more recipes now.

 

Susu-stealer.

By Shye A.D.

U know wat??

Sasax me neh!!

Kali me ke fridge tady kanz, ilang lagy susu me skutakx!! Ish..Dua kaly dh ne..

Cubatah u kana. Nda u sasax kan tOh?!

Ary atew mango yoghurt me ilangz, mcm lyke, okayy, na me brapa iNgaU lah..Me biarkan SaJa LeR...

Kali kedua nya, Susu me lagy ilangzZ!! Okayy...Me baik haty, na me kyra, me sdakah ja k tOh yow?

AnI IlanGX LaGy AaHH!!

SASAX ME NEHH!! CmaNAkaN NEh Ah?? U aTeW BerKupoN JwA Kali AHH!! Na JwA PyH KaN MnCmaNEE! SaD JwA Me NEHH uleh U!! eEe~..MuN Me ChaWu U AnE sApA wAh, mE RoGol!! laU U my TasTe lahh~~...Lau NdA, mE Bagy AmBukX!!


Ehh...MWAHXX~!! NtaH eH, strezz me nehh~....

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Umm...Yeah...Lawls.