love
more than fire
can burn up
stirring song from the
old roman column
stork's nestlings
yokohama Symbol Tower
we reach the utmost
of our stamina
bahrain male doctor's dilemma
see but dont look when
checking women's genitals
flickering birthday candles
she steadies herself to
blow them all out
big bang
it too starts
with a liquid
this body
a mere instrument
to God
DNA
your thumb print
my thumb print
first snow
the geisha powders herself
whiter than usual
earth are you
the only one in the universe
that breathes?
first snow
the roads and rail
in a snarl
paper
what is written there what is not
there too
death
nature's way to help us savour
life
I asked the myanmar waitor
whether it is a rough ride
from yangon to mandalay
and he replied that the road is good
it looks like i will be my own rough
road in my travel there
truth
good and evil try to find
a balance in the man
It was such an embarrassment. The editor accepted my contributions, and asked for my bio. I wrote back with the note: this is my bio. I did write a bit about the awards that I won but that's not really the problem. She never even bothered to erase the line This is my Bio...making me look so pompous in the succeeding lines. I will be very careful next time when submitting to magazine.
muay thai
loud speakers roar
through phuket streets
Femme fatale
the artist distils every inch of her
on the canvas
femme fatale
every inch of her touched
the artist's brush
femme fatale
with a brush the artist helps
her bloom on the canvas
femme fatale
the artist helps her soul live on
on his canvas
i am not into the things on the painting
they can be lousy squares, imperfect circles,
a windtorn spider web or or a downed pyramid
i am into the things they evoke in me
unblocking the minds from the mundane
thoughts held bondage by suicidal conventions
evening candles
on the wall shadow
dances with light
breeze
lips and lips of smile
in the lake
To sample haiku into one big magazine is not the way to treat haiku. it is like putting people into a concentration camp. you cannot really enjoy them. haiku has to be encountered each like a new friend on the street. They cannot come into your life like a noisy intruding crowd.
new day
the children in the school
waking me up
Poetry is more than food. It helps bring together all the consciousness of my existence, even those days when I lived as a worm
Friday, December 3, 2010
Monday, November 29, 2010
Sunset Snake
To sample haiku into one big magazine is not the way to treat haiku. it is like putting people into a concentration camp. you cannot really enjoy them. haiku has to be encountered each like a new friend on the street. They cannot come into your life like a noisy intruding crowd.
new day
the children in the school
waking me up
dont care about them - those who snigger about your cyber habit...it is nobody's business. if it is an addiction it is a healthy addiction...just dont spoil your eyesight or forget your meal and healthy relatonship with real people...that's all. the world can say what they like.
Hatred breeds confusion. Clear thinking and careful action can come only when the heart is free from hatred. The laws of God are eternal, lofty and deep. The man who is obedient to them will be happy and after death, will experience joy unsurpassable.
- a book of hinduism.
sunset snake
a luminous red slowly
devoured by night
beach holiday
the coconut trees dance
more wildly than us
sunday blues
adrift on the web
spun round the universe
pouch kangaroo
the dawn sun slowly crawls
over the mountain
With my news article and feature stories published in Hong Kong, Malaysia and Singapore as early as the 80s, I am quite proud of my own writing achievement. So when this reporter friend said I dont know how to write news, the only thing I could do is laugh instead of show grievance. This reporter cannot get the facts in the office correct, how to do the outside?
There is not such a cradle of democracy upon the earth as the Free Public Library; this republic of letters, where neither rank, office, nor wealth receives the slightest consideration. ~Andrew Carnegie
beach walk
stress rides
the waves
harem idle hours
unveiling a part of herself
she holds so dear
...
Cameron Highlands Haiku:
Brinchang mossy forest
a past she holds onto still
gives her the shudders
new day
the children in the school
waking me up
dont care about them - those who snigger about your cyber habit...it is nobody's business. if it is an addiction it is a healthy addiction...just dont spoil your eyesight or forget your meal and healthy relatonship with real people...that's all. the world can say what they like.
Hatred breeds confusion. Clear thinking and careful action can come only when the heart is free from hatred. The laws of God are eternal, lofty and deep. The man who is obedient to them will be happy and after death, will experience joy unsurpassable.
- a book of hinduism.
sunset snake
a luminous red slowly
devoured by night
beach holiday
the coconut trees dance
more wildly than us
sunday blues
adrift on the web
spun round the universe
pouch kangaroo
the dawn sun slowly crawls
over the mountain
With my news article and feature stories published in Hong Kong, Malaysia and Singapore as early as the 80s, I am quite proud of my own writing achievement. So when this reporter friend said I dont know how to write news, the only thing I could do is laugh instead of show grievance. This reporter cannot get the facts in the office correct, how to do the outside?
There is not such a cradle of democracy upon the earth as the Free Public Library; this republic of letters, where neither rank, office, nor wealth receives the slightest consideration. ~Andrew Carnegie
beach walk
stress rides
the waves
harem idle hours
unveiling a part of herself
she holds so dear
...
Cameron Highlands Haiku:
Brinchang mossy forest
a past she holds onto still
gives her the shudders
Friday, November 26, 2010
Jimmy Choo so obliging you can wear his shoes
daughter's water colour seladang
a sea of admiration charges
through the office
beach walk
stress rides
the waves
harem idle hours
unveiling a part of herself
she holds so dear
Brinchang mossy forest
a past she holds onto still
gives her the shudders
Brinchang mossy forest
a harboured past that still
gives her the shudders
HERE is our Brain Series 2 - the bus stop with the glass roofing.
Well, it shields us from the rain but not the hot sun. So those people with high blood pressure cannot sit there to wait for their bus. It is too much for them too when they have to wait elsewhere and run to the bus when it arrives. This bus stop at Brickfields.....a pain I think to many.
childhood memories fly
in and out of my mind
like butterflies
every day is a new born baby. carry it well and you will see it smiling to you, cheering you up. you will never see every day as the same anymore.
every day is a new born baby. carry it well and you will see it smiling to you, cheering you up. you will never see every day as the same anymore.
Loy krathong moon
in my heart
a tide of wishes
love, sins and negativities
feed flames that consume
the darkness of the world
"The fog descends
in the wee hours of dawn
like a sacred thing."
Loy Krathong (thai new year)
our wishes float down the river
in candlelight
Reincarnation spectre
her contours stirring the heat
in the African desert
portrait of the French Lady
she holds tight to the
pleasures of her life
I
smell
God
jimmy Choo so obliging
you can wear
his shoes
chapters of my life
on the pavement
leaves flying asunder
difficult times
mother and child holding
onto a bleakness
a sea of admiration charges
through the office
beach walk
stress rides
the waves
harem idle hours
unveiling a part of herself
she holds so dear
Brinchang mossy forest
a past she holds onto still
gives her the shudders
Brinchang mossy forest
a harboured past that still
gives her the shudders
HERE is our Brain Series 2 - the bus stop with the glass roofing.
Well, it shields us from the rain but not the hot sun. So those people with high blood pressure cannot sit there to wait for their bus. It is too much for them too when they have to wait elsewhere and run to the bus when it arrives. This bus stop at Brickfields.....a pain I think to many.
childhood memories fly
in and out of my mind
like butterflies
every day is a new born baby. carry it well and you will see it smiling to you, cheering you up. you will never see every day as the same anymore.
every day is a new born baby. carry it well and you will see it smiling to you, cheering you up. you will never see every day as the same anymore.
Loy krathong moon
in my heart
a tide of wishes
love, sins and negativities
feed flames that consume
the darkness of the world
"The fog descends
in the wee hours of dawn
like a sacred thing."
Loy Krathong (thai new year)
our wishes float down the river
in candlelight
Reincarnation spectre
her contours stirring the heat
in the African desert
portrait of the French Lady
she holds tight to the
pleasures of her life
I
smell
God
jimmy Choo so obliging
you can wear
his shoes
chapters of my life
on the pavement
leaves flying asunder
difficult times
mother and child holding
onto a bleakness
Sunday, November 21, 2010
Loy Krathong Moon
loy krathong moon
so bright a wish soars
from my heart
loy Krathong (thai new year)
our wishes float down the river
in candlelight
reincarnation spectre
her contours stirring the heat
in the African desert
so bright a wish soars
from my heart
loy Krathong (thai new year)
our wishes float down the river
in candlelight
reincarnation spectre
her contours stirring the heat
in the African desert
Blooming just as well, the lady with flowers in her basket
reincarnation spectre
her contours stirring the heat
in the African desert
portrait of the French Lady
she holds tight to the
pleasures of her life
i
smell
God
Jimmy Choo so obliging
you can wear his shoes
if they fit you
chapters of my life
on the pavement
leaves flying asunder
difficult times
mother and child holding
onto a bleakness
the red rose too
finds its way up
to praise its Creator
Kinabatangan river cruise
our eyes darting around
like monkey
flower selling girl
at her quiet corner
a basket of dreams
lake of consciousness
a lotus charges up to claim
the beauty of transcience
as he strikes his plough
on the soil he picks up vibrations
of all his existence
as he strikes his plough
on the soil, vibrations of all
his existence bounce back
consciousness
a timeless zen
everything falls into
consciousness
timeless
transcience
consciousness
a lake of timelessness
transcience dances a ballet
nature's expanse
one little corner
streaming with life
blooming just as well
the lady with flowers
in her basket
My journalist friend told me he is always frightened of being thought as not an intellectual, so he uses the most specfic words to describe his experiences for his feature stories...words that you wont come across again half your life.
I so fear readers may not understand my writing, i use the simplest of words for my work, poems, prose or newspaper features.
the midnight bus leaves me
in the shadows
of a haunted house
bakun dam
a whole town wallows
in troubled waters
her contours stirring the heat
in the African desert
portrait of the French Lady
she holds tight to the
pleasures of her life
i
smell
God
Jimmy Choo so obliging
you can wear his shoes
if they fit you
chapters of my life
on the pavement
leaves flying asunder
difficult times
mother and child holding
onto a bleakness
the red rose too
finds its way up
to praise its Creator
Kinabatangan river cruise
our eyes darting around
like monkey
flower selling girl
at her quiet corner
a basket of dreams
lake of consciousness
a lotus charges up to claim
the beauty of transcience
as he strikes his plough
on the soil he picks up vibrations
of all his existence
as he strikes his plough
on the soil, vibrations of all
his existence bounce back
consciousness
a timeless zen
everything falls into
consciousness
timeless
transcience
consciousness
a lake of timelessness
transcience dances a ballet
nature's expanse
one little corner
streaming with life
blooming just as well
the lady with flowers
in her basket
My journalist friend told me he is always frightened of being thought as not an intellectual, so he uses the most specfic words to describe his experiences for his feature stories...words that you wont come across again half your life.
I so fear readers may not understand my writing, i use the simplest of words for my work, poems, prose or newspaper features.
the midnight bus leaves me
in the shadows
of a haunted house
bakun dam
a whole town wallows
in troubled waters
Saturday, November 13, 2010
The Days
My journalist friend told me he is always frightened of being thought as not an intellectual, so he uses the most specfic words to describe his experiences for his feature stories...words that you wont come across again half your life.
dam here dam there
damned here damned there
Be damned that's all
I so fear readers may not understand my writing, i use the simplest of words for my work, poems, prose or newspaper features.
the midnight bus leaves me
in the shadows
of a haunted house
there used to be haunted wooden house on stilts that cast long shadows onto the street as bus passed by. i used to drop off near here because it was near my house. my hair always stood on ends when i was here because of the menacing shadows. what was most strange was that you could see a flight of stairs at the rear between the stilts leading to the first floor. it was most eerie. the house was torn down two years ago.
the stairs looked frighteningly inviting, an oppresive emptiness full with the vibes of evil ever ready take into its fold the unsuspecting visitor.
i heard that people who slept in the house would find themselves outside the house. shadows ran here and there. according to beliefs when a haunted house is torn down, the evil goes with it because they fear sunlight. that's why sometimes people tear down the roofs of their houses when they know they are haunted.
i must say the house faced the intersection of three roads, two
divided by a road island from the opposite direction and the other
right in front.
bakun dam
a whole town wallow
in troubled waters
troubled times
gunung merapi and obama
each sounding louder
gunung merapi eruptions
for the first time the child
hears about krakatoa
It is technologically possible to devise a soul for a man if he is born without one. John looks to the future.
The following by Gert Sonderby:
A big question that's been asked time and again is "What is the nature of the soul?" We've found no material evidence of even its existence - but that doesn't necessarily make it nonexistent. After all, the vast majority of the interesting stuff in our brain is purely informational - signals going to and fro between nerve cells in that big lump of gray matter we do our thinking with. Well, I'm a software developer - for me it's easy to see the soul as, well, software of a kind. It's the system that our brains run on, that it does what it does by.
The way I see it, if there were a Creator he'd want us to achieve our fullest potential, to grow and become strong and wise, like any good parent wants for their children. He'd perhaps even want us to eclipse him. Perhaps in the way he once eclipsed his own creator? Who knows.
But I do know that a good parent teaches his or her child to grow to their fullest potential, to become all that they can be. Whether there is a creator or not is moot to the question: We should strive to become greater (in the true sense of the word) than we are
As such, anyone, or really any -thing- with significant brain activity can be said to have a soul. And what's more, theoretically, such a soul is transferrable - clone a new body, transfer the software (never interrupting its running) to the new one - and the person inhabiting the old body now inhabits the new. This gets highly interesting when you consider that a sufficiently advanced computer probably could run a soul as well... Or that you could potentially copy it into two bodies... Or perhaps even meld two versions of the same consciousness back together into one.
One thing is certain: The future will be a very interesting place.
the world is
a crystal ball
you can wish for anything
the old summer leaf
a gentle brittle grace
trailing the breeze
http://www.slideshare.net/kuronekosan/gce-o-level-2010-section-b-unseen-poemthose-layered-cakes-by-john-tiong-chung-hoo
gert:
ou can find schmucks everywhere. Religious of any stripe, non-religions, actively anti-religious. But there's good folk too. Saying that 'Islam does not respect' other religions is... shall we say using a somewhat broad brush. Sure some of the louder people involved are not too pleasant - but they're not the only ones, just the newsworthy ones.
Did you know that, for instance, a number of prominent American Islamic clerics issued a fatwa condemning attacks on the USA as harmful to fellow Muslims and against the will of God? That sort of thing you will never see in the news, right along with the many moderate and very sensible Christians, Jews, Hindus, Buddhists and atheists around. The ones you do see are the ones who shriek loudly and shrilly at one another, because -that's- newsworthy. For some reason.
the cat sleeping by the bus stop
it meows a world of loss when i pat it
two times on the head
the days are my morphine
have you anything against it?
i have been abusing myself
buddha's enlightenment
at the tree canopy
light dances with leaves
After disrupting all my morning sleep, chasing away the birds and bungling
my weekends the last three years, the 15 storey high class condominum behind ours is ready, spic and span, a enviable spacious living space that will soon be filled with people you see occupying the smart offices in and around Kuala Lumpur.
a smile that sends
the world reeling
mona lisa
dam here dam there
damned here damned there
Be damned that's all
I so fear readers may not understand my writing, i use the simplest of words for my work, poems, prose or newspaper features.
the midnight bus leaves me
in the shadows
of a haunted house
there used to be haunted wooden house on stilts that cast long shadows onto the street as bus passed by. i used to drop off near here because it was near my house. my hair always stood on ends when i was here because of the menacing shadows. what was most strange was that you could see a flight of stairs at the rear between the stilts leading to the first floor. it was most eerie. the house was torn down two years ago.
the stairs looked frighteningly inviting, an oppresive emptiness full with the vibes of evil ever ready take into its fold the unsuspecting visitor.
i heard that people who slept in the house would find themselves outside the house. shadows ran here and there. according to beliefs when a haunted house is torn down, the evil goes with it because they fear sunlight. that's why sometimes people tear down the roofs of their houses when they know they are haunted.
i must say the house faced the intersection of three roads, two
divided by a road island from the opposite direction and the other
right in front.
bakun dam
a whole town wallow
in troubled waters
troubled times
gunung merapi and obama
each sounding louder
gunung merapi eruptions
for the first time the child
hears about krakatoa
It is technologically possible to devise a soul for a man if he is born without one. John looks to the future.
The following by Gert Sonderby:
A big question that's been asked time and again is "What is the nature of the soul?" We've found no material evidence of even its existence - but that doesn't necessarily make it nonexistent. After all, the vast majority of the interesting stuff in our brain is purely informational - signals going to and fro between nerve cells in that big lump of gray matter we do our thinking with. Well, I'm a software developer - for me it's easy to see the soul as, well, software of a kind. It's the system that our brains run on, that it does what it does by.
The way I see it, if there were a Creator he'd want us to achieve our fullest potential, to grow and become strong and wise, like any good parent wants for their children. He'd perhaps even want us to eclipse him. Perhaps in the way he once eclipsed his own creator? Who knows.
But I do know that a good parent teaches his or her child to grow to their fullest potential, to become all that they can be. Whether there is a creator or not is moot to the question: We should strive to become greater (in the true sense of the word) than we are
As such, anyone, or really any -thing- with significant brain activity can be said to have a soul. And what's more, theoretically, such a soul is transferrable - clone a new body, transfer the software (never interrupting its running) to the new one - and the person inhabiting the old body now inhabits the new. This gets highly interesting when you consider that a sufficiently advanced computer probably could run a soul as well... Or that you could potentially copy it into two bodies... Or perhaps even meld two versions of the same consciousness back together into one.
One thing is certain: The future will be a very interesting place.
the world is
a crystal ball
you can wish for anything
the old summer leaf
a gentle brittle grace
trailing the breeze
http://www.slideshare.net/kuronekosan/gce-o-level-2010-section-b-unseen-poemthose-layered-cakes-by-john-tiong-chung-hoo
gert:
ou can find schmucks everywhere. Religious of any stripe, non-religions, actively anti-religious. But there's good folk too. Saying that 'Islam does not respect' other religions is... shall we say using a somewhat broad brush. Sure some of the louder people involved are not too pleasant - but they're not the only ones, just the newsworthy ones.
Did you know that, for instance, a number of prominent American Islamic clerics issued a fatwa condemning attacks on the USA as harmful to fellow Muslims and against the will of God? That sort of thing you will never see in the news, right along with the many moderate and very sensible Christians, Jews, Hindus, Buddhists and atheists around. The ones you do see are the ones who shriek loudly and shrilly at one another, because -that's- newsworthy. For some reason.
the cat sleeping by the bus stop
it meows a world of loss when i pat it
two times on the head
the days are my morphine
have you anything against it?
i have been abusing myself
buddha's enlightenment
at the tree canopy
light dances with leaves
After disrupting all my morning sleep, chasing away the birds and bungling
my weekends the last three years, the 15 storey high class condominum behind ours is ready, spic and span, a enviable spacious living space that will soon be filled with people you see occupying the smart offices in and around Kuala Lumpur.
a smile that sends
the world reeling
mona lisa
Monday, November 8, 2010
Angkor Temples
a smile that sends
the world reeling
mona lisa
Madeleine...every real artist is a perfectionist...transfering real life into a piece of canvas is not that easy but i would say leonardo is very successful in that...seeing mona lisa...you can sense that he had even transferred the veins and arteries inside the person there....the whole picture is filled with a force that can only be his |"life and blood".
mona lisa
the world lining up
too see her smile
artists like poets i think are born...you really need those extra thngs..innate talents to bring out the life of a person on a little canvas.
Yes, i agree. It is the most difficult thing to do a dull thing with style. If one can do that....wow.....that's art. making the dull thing comes into life...into an excitement..
I think I can relate tio that more because I work in a newspaper. Almost everyday journalists face the same news... and it is for them to make them appetising for the readers ...the people in the newspapers are perpetual artists....making the dull things come alive...with style
all cells stilled for
the artist to concentrate
on the most beautiful me
i still the world
for a permanent place
- on a painting
i still myself
to leave myself
- in a painting
i still myself
to be frozen
on a canvas
i let the artist
freeze me on
a canvas
waterfall outing
the ladies bubbly
like the water
orange roses
nature hugs us with
such fiery emotion
angkor temples
still holding onto power
giant old roots
childhood lane
did mom drop any
of her dreams here?
God probably wants me
to be his sob story
- a poet
the world reeling
mona lisa
Madeleine...every real artist is a perfectionist...transfering real life into a piece of canvas is not that easy but i would say leonardo is very successful in that...seeing mona lisa...you can sense that he had even transferred the veins and arteries inside the person there....the whole picture is filled with a force that can only be his |"life and blood".
mona lisa
the world lining up
too see her smile
artists like poets i think are born...you really need those extra thngs..innate talents to bring out the life of a person on a little canvas.
Yes, i agree. It is the most difficult thing to do a dull thing with style. If one can do that....wow.....that's art. making the dull thing comes into life...into an excitement..
I think I can relate tio that more because I work in a newspaper. Almost everyday journalists face the same news... and it is for them to make them appetising for the readers ...the people in the newspapers are perpetual artists....making the dull things come alive...with style
all cells stilled for
the artist to concentrate
on the most beautiful me
i still the world
for a permanent place
- on a painting
i still myself
to leave myself
- in a painting
i still myself
to be frozen
on a canvas
i let the artist
freeze me on
a canvas
waterfall outing
the ladies bubbly
like the water
orange roses
nature hugs us with
such fiery emotion
angkor temples
still holding onto power
giant old roots
childhood lane
did mom drop any
of her dreams here?
God probably wants me
to be his sob story
- a poet
Friday, November 5, 2010
Deepavali postings
deepavali
her fiery red vibuthi, renewed spirit
light up his life
deepavali
in this year's light
last year's wish again
childhood lane
did mom drop any
of her dreams here?
sunset lotuses
they too have closed
for the day
My friend Sterling Price said this which I think is very clever: "To me, the word "I" is not a noun but a verb, constantly changing. So who we are is a marvelous kaleidoscope".
God probably wants me
to be his sob story
- a poet
to awaken the poet in anybody, you need to put him through all sorts of experiences...usually the worst kinds....like chiselling a flower from a very hard stone. of course, then he also must have acquired that language skills....it is only through the hands of God/nature that a poet can be born. i hope i am right in explanation. i also hope i will not be perceived as self conceited. it is just a way of getting things out of my system and understand the situation one is in.
an upper intelligence shapes our being....like the flowers in the garden. the human has a choice though...sometimes in contradiction with the choice of this intelligence's natural choice ..that's why the dilemma
deepavali
in this year's light
last year's wish again
the beauty of the season.....season of light...flame flickering,..flickering.....ligting up our wishes
hey walk around
pieces of ice crying
to be melted and warmed
in your warmth
the layers bloom
like a lotus
our seasons
the poet grasping his thought
for lines
We are an infinite space our bodies hold onto for survival and guidance. We take the bodies as our pets, pampering, satiating their wildest egos knowing one day we will part ways.
the rejang
tearing
a river of tears
just so thinly veiled
to let the body
talk to you
all souls day
the same smile from the child
next to grandma's grave
cruising, i refuse
to stop by the port of
self conceitedness
hong kong wine and dine festival
our main appetiser
the victoria harbour
i am the earth
plant all your beliefs
onto me
Bintulu kite festival
sweeping us off our feet
coral fishes in the sky
A large rectangular opening is left on this condominum for good fengshui effect. People in Hong Kong are fierce believers in the fortuen of wind and water. The condominum is in Repulse Bay, the best place in Hong Kong to live because the prosperity element here is best according to fengshui master. We passed by the house of Jackie Chan as well as Run Run Shaw.
ust so thinly veiled
to let the body
talk
all souls day
the same smile from the child
next to grandma's grave
i am the earth
plant all your beliefs
onto me
her fiery red vibuthi, renewed spirit
light up his life
deepavali
in this year's light
last year's wish again
childhood lane
did mom drop any
of her dreams here?
sunset lotuses
they too have closed
for the day
My friend Sterling Price said this which I think is very clever: "To me, the word "I" is not a noun but a verb, constantly changing. So who we are is a marvelous kaleidoscope".
God probably wants me
to be his sob story
- a poet
to awaken the poet in anybody, you need to put him through all sorts of experiences...usually the worst kinds....like chiselling a flower from a very hard stone. of course, then he also must have acquired that language skills....it is only through the hands of God/nature that a poet can be born. i hope i am right in explanation. i also hope i will not be perceived as self conceited. it is just a way of getting things out of my system and understand the situation one is in.
an upper intelligence shapes our being....like the flowers in the garden. the human has a choice though...sometimes in contradiction with the choice of this intelligence's natural choice ..that's why the dilemma
deepavali
in this year's light
last year's wish again
the beauty of the season.....season of light...flame flickering,..flickering.....ligting up our wishes
hey walk around
pieces of ice crying
to be melted and warmed
in your warmth
the layers bloom
like a lotus
our seasons
the poet grasping his thought
for lines
We are an infinite space our bodies hold onto for survival and guidance. We take the bodies as our pets, pampering, satiating their wildest egos knowing one day we will part ways.
the rejang
tearing
a river of tears
just so thinly veiled
to let the body
talk to you
all souls day
the same smile from the child
next to grandma's grave
cruising, i refuse
to stop by the port of
self conceitedness
hong kong wine and dine festival
our main appetiser
the victoria harbour
i am the earth
plant all your beliefs
onto me
Bintulu kite festival
sweeping us off our feet
coral fishes in the sky
A large rectangular opening is left on this condominum for good fengshui effect. People in Hong Kong are fierce believers in the fortuen of wind and water. The condominum is in Repulse Bay, the best place in Hong Kong to live because the prosperity element here is best according to fengshui master. We passed by the house of Jackie Chan as well as Run Run Shaw.
ust so thinly veiled
to let the body
talk
all souls day
the same smile from the child
next to grandma's grave
i am the earth
plant all your beliefs
onto me
Monday, November 1, 2010
Haiku collection
i hand on to transcience
like it is a commodity
only to be smitten with tears
i thought about nirvana
like it is a commodity
to be had eternally
only to be smitten with tears
cruising, i refuse
to stop by the port of
self conceitedness
watering my plants
the zen of sound
relaxes my senses
watering my plants
the zen of sound
relaxes my senses
i am the earth
plant all your beliefs
onto me
Bintulu kite festival
sweeping us off our feet
coral fishes in the sky
roses are nature's prayers
trying to reach out
to the Creator
the roses
folds of
nature's gratitude
courtship
clothes unveil
the heart
coursthip
clothes fail to conceil
what the heart desires
little mermaid
never drying up
the sea and her love
bakun dam
impounded
the rejang and its people
one dropped leaf
the ants' green meal
feeds my fascination
rush hour subway train
donald duck on my shirt
kisses her mickey mouse
young girl and dove
each longs for
a flight of passion
like it is a commodity
only to be smitten with tears
i thought about nirvana
like it is a commodity
to be had eternally
only to be smitten with tears
cruising, i refuse
to stop by the port of
self conceitedness
watering my plants
the zen of sound
relaxes my senses
watering my plants
the zen of sound
relaxes my senses
i am the earth
plant all your beliefs
onto me
Bintulu kite festival
sweeping us off our feet
coral fishes in the sky
roses are nature's prayers
trying to reach out
to the Creator
the roses
folds of
nature's gratitude
courtship
clothes unveil
the heart
coursthip
clothes fail to conceil
what the heart desires
little mermaid
never drying up
the sea and her love
bakun dam
impounded
the rejang and its people
one dropped leaf
the ants' green meal
feeds my fascination
rush hour subway train
donald duck on my shirt
kisses her mickey mouse
young girl and dove
each longs for
a flight of passion
Sunday, October 24, 2010
One dropped leaf
Sapeh recital
the warmth of orang ulu
worms its way into my heart
rainbow
it has been so long
childhood memory
Tao means
giving people their dues
and yourself a chance to grow
facebook birthday do
friend asks how long
they have not really met
young woman in white hat
bursting with sexual maturity
the artist's strokes
Wish to know something about haiku. Read this. It is very enlightening about short poetry that reveals to us the power of the "unsaid" . Robert Wilson, the owner of Simply Haiku magazine shares his ideas.
one dropped leaf
the ants' green meal
feeds my fascination
rush hour subway train
donald duck on my shirt
kisses her mickey mouse
Really admire Najib. So steady in his closing speech, as if talking to one family. Admire him for his steadiness and nonchalance though so much criticism has been hurled against him in cyberspace.
young girl and dove
each longs for
a flight of passion
autumn stillness
enjoying the clatter
of my clogs
husband at sea
swept asunder by the fear
of his safety
vain courtship
in the summer heat
the rage of love
Halloween
child tells mom to buy
a not so scary mask
LIGHT THERAPY
-----------------
the candle burns away sins,
hatreds and pent up feelings
ill energies hindering us
flickers and flickers
it evokes a triumphant feel
cresting over me
the fire burns away
all the ill stars around us
brighter and brighter it becomes
ushering in all the good luck
the warmth of orang ulu
worms its way into my heart
rainbow
it has been so long
childhood memory
Tao means
giving people their dues
and yourself a chance to grow
facebook birthday do
friend asks how long
they have not really met
young woman in white hat
bursting with sexual maturity
the artist's strokes
Wish to know something about haiku. Read this. It is very enlightening about short poetry that reveals to us the power of the "unsaid" . Robert Wilson, the owner of Simply Haiku magazine shares his ideas.
one dropped leaf
the ants' green meal
feeds my fascination
rush hour subway train
donald duck on my shirt
kisses her mickey mouse
Really admire Najib. So steady in his closing speech, as if talking to one family. Admire him for his steadiness and nonchalance though so much criticism has been hurled against him in cyberspace.
young girl and dove
each longs for
a flight of passion
autumn stillness
enjoying the clatter
of my clogs
husband at sea
swept asunder by the fear
of his safety
vain courtship
in the summer heat
the rage of love
Halloween
child tells mom to buy
a not so scary mask
LIGHT THERAPY
-----------------
the candle burns away sins,
hatreds and pent up feelings
ill energies hindering us
flickers and flickers
it evokes a triumphant feel
cresting over me
the fire burns away
all the ill stars around us
brighter and brighter it becomes
ushering in all the good luck
Tuesday, October 19, 2010
living by someone's else script
living by someone else's script
i walk the middle path with fulll respect
of what is reaped
sibu landscape
slowly nearing
my dream
i walk the middle path with fulll respect
of what is reaped
sibu landscape
slowly nearing
my dream
Nature talks through dreams
Nature communicates with us in the placidness of the world of dream. it infuses its messsage with symbolisms the way we write our own poem so that only close friend could understand the full extent of its meaning.
rejang river
a sea of wood
rushing out to sea
Nature fights back
giant sticks, muck, water
and tears
rejang river
a sea of wood
rushing out to sea
Nature fights back
giant sticks, muck, water
and tears
I slice myself like a loaf of bread
leaves of grass
each blade a thought
craving for eternity
chopped trees
angry villagers stand up
for their rights
land disputes
villagers stand up
for chopped trees
ecological disaster
over the sea of woods
free fish for pick
i slice myself like a loaf of bread
so that you can have the best of me
spread out with all the things that you love
each blade a thought
craving for eternity
chopped trees
angry villagers stand up
for their rights
land disputes
villagers stand up
for chopped trees
ecological disaster
over the sea of woods
free fish for pick
i slice myself like a loaf of bread
so that you can have the best of me
spread out with all the things that you love
Nature's Tongue
This body is nature's tongue to taste the fruits of its evolution in all spheres, spiritual, emotional, physical, intellectual....
John prays that all the multi billion dollar projects such as the eco nature resort in Sabah and the 100 storey tower in the new budget will be successfully carried out and not become another port klang. Malaysians are quite good at this sort of things. So many projects ambitiously planned in the past had ended in a fiasco, money wasted and lost.
John prays that all the multi billion dollar projects such as the eco nature resort in Sabah and the 100 storey tower in the new budget will be successfully carried out and not become another port klang. Malaysians are quite good at this sort of things. So many projects ambitiously planned in the past had ended in a fiasco, money wasted and lost.
Political Omen haiku and other postings
poltical omen
show them the way out
rejang river logjam
all these mega projects
i fear another
port klang, cyberjaya
port Klang scandal
where have all the billions
been ferried to?
The journalist in some journalists are handcuffed, bound, gagged and left to rot in a death chamber because of the racist in them.
Now that we have Pakatan and BN States to compare, it makes voting so much easier. We will vote for the party that gives the best to the people. It is as simple as that.
John prays that all the multi billion dollar projects such as the eco nature resort in Sabah and the 100 storey tower in the new budget will be successfully carried out and not become another port klang. Malaysians are quite good at this sort of things. So many projects ambitiously planned in the past had ended in a fiasco, money wasted and lost.
show them the way out
rejang river logjam
all these mega projects
i fear another
port klang, cyberjaya
port Klang scandal
where have all the billions
been ferried to?
The journalist in some journalists are handcuffed, bound, gagged and left to rot in a death chamber because of the racist in them.
Now that we have Pakatan and BN States to compare, it makes voting so much easier. We will vote for the party that gives the best to the people. It is as simple as that.
John prays that all the multi billion dollar projects such as the eco nature resort in Sabah and the 100 storey tower in the new budget will be successfully carried out and not become another port klang. Malaysians are quite good at this sort of things. So many projects ambitiously planned in the past had ended in a fiasco, money wasted and lost.
Light Therapy Verses
the candle burns away sins,
hatreds and pent up feelings
ill energies hindering us
flickers and flickers
it evokes a triumphant
feel cresting over me
the fire burns away
all the ill stars around us
brighter and brighter it becomes
ushering in all the good luck
hatreds and pent up feelings
ill energies hindering us
flickers and flickers
it evokes a triumphant
feel cresting over me
the fire burns away
all the ill stars around us
brighter and brighter it becomes
ushering in all the good luck
Rainbow haiku and others
rainbow
it has been so long
childhood memory
Sapeh recital
the warmth of orang ulu
worms its way into my heart
A man ought to read just as inclination leads him; for what he reads as a task will do him little good.'
Samuel Johnson 1763
Tao means
giving people their dues
and yourself a chance to grow
The Malay world is an interesting real life drama for me to enjoy.
it has been so long
childhood memory
Sapeh recital
the warmth of orang ulu
worms its way into my heart
A man ought to read just as inclination leads him; for what he reads as a task will do him little good.'
Samuel Johnson 1763
Tao means
giving people their dues
and yourself a chance to grow
The Malay world is an interesting real life drama for me to enjoy.
Sunday, September 26, 2010
Postings
I dont know what they are taking and putting into my mind..these aliens.
they talk about spaceships....i think aliens are more about
travelling thoughts. They have found a way to survive by discarding their physical forms. they are travelling consciousness..that can overrun us. they have colonised our consciousness....for good, for bad.....time alone will tell. But then when you can travel fast as "consciousness", what is time???
One poem came to me early this morning like four am. I was lazy to wake up to write it down. And now I am trying very hard even to remember what it was. May be it will come back to me. pray.
they talk about spaceships....i think aliens are more about
travelling thoughts. They have found a way to survive by discarding their physical forms. they are travelling consciousness..that can overrun us. they have colonised our consciousness....for good, for bad.....time alone will tell. But then when you can travel fast as "consciousness", what is time???
One poem came to me early this morning like four am. I was lazy to wake up to write it down. And now I am trying very hard even to remember what it was. May be it will come back to me. pray.
The heart is a perfect machine to measure sincerity of words
the body
a hand of nature to exhibit
its magical acts
the flower too
a hand of nature to exhibit
its beauty and scent
These beings, when they talk they are not even polite about it. They do not know how to blot themselves out so that you wont know they are there. These other beings when they flip through my brain in the night, they are also not even polite about it. They let me see snatches of images running from one to the other. If they can flip through my mind, then they should be able to let me sleep through it. Strange .
Yes, I cannot remember even one line of the inspired poem I did not write down. It is gone - to the space of non existence.
antique shop
the buyer inspects a pottery
for sign of cheating years
the words they are from the heart. when it is a poem from the heart you know, when it is not, you know too. the heart is a perfect machine for measuring sincerity of words.
a hand of nature to exhibit
its magical acts
the flower too
a hand of nature to exhibit
its beauty and scent
These beings, when they talk they are not even polite about it. They do not know how to blot themselves out so that you wont know they are there. These other beings when they flip through my brain in the night, they are also not even polite about it. They let me see snatches of images running from one to the other. If they can flip through my mind, then they should be able to let me sleep through it. Strange .
Yes, I cannot remember even one line of the inspired poem I did not write down. It is gone - to the space of non existence.
antique shop
the buyer inspects a pottery
for sign of cheating years
the words they are from the heart. when it is a poem from the heart you know, when it is not, you know too. the heart is a perfect machine for measuring sincerity of words.
Saturday, September 25, 2010
Antique shop haiku
antique shop
the buyer inspects a pottery
for sign of missing years
antique shop
the buyer inspects a pottery
for sign of cheating years
It is amazing that some people can sell only one type of medicine that makes people feel good but never really heal the wound yet enjoys good support year after year.
One poem came to me early this morning like four am. I was lazy to wake up to write it down. And now I am trying very hard even to remember what it was. May be it will come back to me. pray.
Lake Kenyir
the water brims
with my pleasure
Lake Kenyir
the water lifts my spirits
to the heavens
Kuala Lumpur 7.30pm moon
a large sunkist orange finds it way
through the clouds
Mid Autumn Festival
are you too
looking at the moon?
empty sea coast
whistling the peace
casuarina trees
the buyer inspects a pottery
for sign of missing years
antique shop
the buyer inspects a pottery
for sign of cheating years
It is amazing that some people can sell only one type of medicine that makes people feel good but never really heal the wound yet enjoys good support year after year.
One poem came to me early this morning like four am. I was lazy to wake up to write it down. And now I am trying very hard even to remember what it was. May be it will come back to me. pray.
Lake Kenyir
the water brims
with my pleasure
Lake Kenyir
the water lifts my spirits
to the heavens
Kuala Lumpur 7.30pm moon
a large sunkist orange finds it way
through the clouds
Mid Autumn Festival
are you too
looking at the moon?
empty sea coast
whistling the peace
casuarina trees
Wednesday, September 22, 2010
Mid Autumn Festival Sept 22, 2010
Kuala Lumpur 7.30pm moon
a large sunkist orange finds it way
through the clouds
Mid Autumn Festival
are you too
looking at the moon?
Mid Autumn Festival moon is said to be the roundest and luminuous and hence most beautiful. Some societies believe the moon helps to sharpen one's intellectual acuity. So look at the moon for as long as possible tomorrow night. You might find yourself, a sharper person in every sense of the word after that.
empty sea coast
whistling the peace
casuarina trees
The above haiku was inspired one solitary dusk as I walked along a windy Tanjung Rhu
or Cape of Casuarinas in Langkawi. There were so many casuarinas trees and all of them
them whistled to me.
fallen leaves
i try to remember
the day we met
Pearl of the Orient
best story tellers come
to share their gems
a large sunkist orange finds it way
through the clouds
Mid Autumn Festival
are you too
looking at the moon?
Mid Autumn Festival moon is said to be the roundest and luminuous and hence most beautiful. Some societies believe the moon helps to sharpen one's intellectual acuity. So look at the moon for as long as possible tomorrow night. You might find yourself, a sharper person in every sense of the word after that.
empty sea coast
whistling the peace
casuarina trees
The above haiku was inspired one solitary dusk as I walked along a windy Tanjung Rhu
or Cape of Casuarinas in Langkawi. There were so many casuarinas trees and all of them
them whistled to me.
fallen leaves
i try to remember
the day we met
Pearl of the Orient
best story tellers come
to share their gems
Sunday, September 19, 2010
Writing and Rewriting
Writing IS like that. You write..you rewrite, rewrite and rewrite until you are satisfied with what your intelligence has to deliver. After that, it is the sub editor's business to do it to his/her heart's content. If the sub editor thinks like you, it is okay. Otherwise, you will always be in two worlds and it will be reflected in the final product.
Dennis Chibi Chunghoo san, you understand editors. Sometimes I feel, editors, are fallen angels. The know both heaven and hell.
Dennis Chibi Chunghoo san, you understand editors. Sometimes I feel, editors, are fallen angels. The know both heaven and hell.
Saturday, September 18, 2010
Fallen leaves
fallen leaves
i try to remember
the day we met
Pearl of the Orient
best story tellers come
to share their gems
nature is nothing
but the living will
of God
the breath
the spirit
the intelligence
nature
the will
of God
the days roll by
roaring a river
of happiness
empty sea coast
whistling the peace
casuarina trees
i try to remember
the day we met
Pearl of the Orient
best story tellers come
to share their gems
nature is nothing
but the living will
of God
the breath
the spirit
the intelligence
nature
the will
of God
the days roll by
roaring a river
of happiness
empty sea coast
whistling the peace
casuarina trees
Friday, September 17, 2010
Malaysia Day
Malaysia Day
at last coming to terms
with Malaysia
the waves refuse
to let me
blaze a trail
We have talking too much about the gory murders of Cosmetics Queen Sosilawati Lawiya, her driver, bank officer and one lawyer. Last night I dreamt about her and she just spoke these to me . "I will follow." Wonder what she meant...probably she wishes to follow the murderers and take them to the noose...
Happy 47rd birthday Malaysia. AT last recognised by your own people.
two hands
i could jump into
like a sea
field walk
his eyes
on the clouds
Early in the morning, one part of my brain told me "with a human voice" some good news is coming. Just wonder what this will be...just have to wait.
Many companies collapse because the people running them do not know how to manage their manpower. Some of their moves actually hasten the collapse. Enthusiastic staff
have their fire doused, while those who are in purely for the money couldnt care less whether the company survives. Experience bought at a very large pri...ce, that is if they ever learn from the collapse.
John has just come back from meditation at the Vihara Buddhist temple. Just read something at the temple I love so much to share:
Do some selfless service for the welfare of others to gain hope and confidence in the next life. Altruism purges all selfish attachments. Purity oof the mind, not attachment to worldly thing...s will ensure a happy parting from this world.
at last coming to terms
with Malaysia
the waves refuse
to let me
blaze a trail
We have talking too much about the gory murders of Cosmetics Queen Sosilawati Lawiya, her driver, bank officer and one lawyer. Last night I dreamt about her and she just spoke these to me . "I will follow." Wonder what she meant...probably she wishes to follow the murderers and take them to the noose...
Happy 47rd birthday Malaysia. AT last recognised by your own people.
two hands
i could jump into
like a sea
field walk
his eyes
on the clouds
Early in the morning, one part of my brain told me "with a human voice" some good news is coming. Just wonder what this will be...just have to wait.
Many companies collapse because the people running them do not know how to manage their manpower. Some of their moves actually hasten the collapse. Enthusiastic staff
have their fire doused, while those who are in purely for the money couldnt care less whether the company survives. Experience bought at a very large pri...ce, that is if they ever learn from the collapse.
John has just come back from meditation at the Vihara Buddhist temple. Just read something at the temple I love so much to share:
Do some selfless service for the welfare of others to gain hope and confidence in the next life. Altruism purges all selfish attachments. Purity oof the mind, not attachment to worldly thing...s will ensure a happy parting from this world.
Sunday, September 12, 2010
Good News
Early in the morning, one part of my brain told me "with a human voice" some good news is coming. Just wonder what this will be...just have to wait. on my top is the universe. i am just a part of the brain i possess. i look at the brain like i look at the stars...part f nature, part of me, but a world apart from me.
Many companies collapse because the people running them do not know how to manage their manpower. Some of their moves actually hasten the collapse. Enthusiastic staff
have their fire doused, while those who are in purely for the money couldnt care less whether the company survives. Experience bought at a very large price, that is if they ever learn from the collapse.
John has just come back from meditation at the Vihara Buddhist temple. Just read something at the temple I love so much to share:Do some selfless service for the welfare of others to gain hope and confidence in the next life. Altruism purges all selfish attachments. Purity oof the mind, not attachment to worldly things will ensure a happy parting from this world.
Yes unity is the key to the success of any nation. Suspicion of any kind between the races would become a stumbling block to the nation's success because unscrupulous leaders would make use of this destructive force to gain political mileage. A line from the Koran says suspicion beyond a certain level becomes a sin.Leaders who sow discord among the races has committed a grevious sin I think. I can relate and is proud of Najib's Hari Raya message.
Many companies collapse because the people running them do not know how to manage their manpower. Some of their moves actually hasten the collapse. Enthusiastic staff
have their fire doused, while those who are in purely for the money couldnt care less whether the company survives. Experience bought at a very large price, that is if they ever learn from the collapse.
John has just come back from meditation at the Vihara Buddhist temple. Just read something at the temple I love so much to share:Do some selfless service for the welfare of others to gain hope and confidence in the next life. Altruism purges all selfish attachments. Purity oof the mind, not attachment to worldly things will ensure a happy parting from this world.
Yes unity is the key to the success of any nation. Suspicion of any kind between the races would become a stumbling block to the nation's success because unscrupulous leaders would make use of this destructive force to gain political mileage. A line from the Koran says suspicion beyond a certain level becomes a sin.Leaders who sow discord among the races has committed a grevious sin I think. I can relate and is proud of Najib's Hari Raya message.
Friday, September 10, 2010
Facebook postings
Yes unity is the key to the success of any nation. Suspicion of any kind between the races would become a stumbling block to the nation's success because unscrupulous leaders would make use of this destructive force to gain political mileage. A line from the Koran says suspicion beyond a certain level becomes a sin.Leaders who sow discord among the races have committed a grevious sin I think. I can relate and is proud of Najib's Hari Raya message.
butterfly
over my wings
paradise
butterfly
on my wings
paradise
butterfly
where are you taking
my dream to?
shimmering noon
a spindly spider runs
into nothingness
tonight
a thousand crickets echo
the emptiness in me
the intelligence
all around me
- God
tonight
a thousand crickets sing
my loneliness
haiku big bang
a frog jumps in
the sound of water
butterfly
over my wings
paradise
butterfly
on my wings
paradise
butterfly
where are you taking
my dream to?
shimmering noon
a spindly spider runs
into nothingness
tonight
a thousand crickets echo
the emptiness in me
the intelligence
all around me
- God
tonight
a thousand crickets sing
my loneliness
haiku big bang
a frog jumps in
the sound of water
Monday, September 6, 2010
Haiku postings
flaps of wings
scratches of claws
the slit chicken fending off death
~john tiong chunghoo
haiku big bang
a frog jumps in
the sound of water
the intelligence
all around me
- God
Education can be the most dangerous trap if we do not approach it the right way. This is because education sometimes teaches us the wrong things, gives us the wrong value in life..which so easily become accepted as norms like how people believed the world was flat at one time.
semoga tuhan
menyatukan
manusia
If people cannot go beyond race to form a proper relationship with people, their brain is stucked in the drains of their race. It will stay there and rot over time. This applies to everyone in the world, Chinese, Indians, Americans or English.
painting on the canvas
my emotions lighten
materialise in colours
painting on the canvas
my emotions ligten
taking shape in colours
painting on the canvas
my emotions seep into
the colours
National Day musing
the rainbow too unveils
the beauty of diversity
National Day musing
the rainbow too teaches
the beauty of diversity
august sunset
the breeze just gentle
as your hair
midnight rain
under the streetlight
a million ballet dancers
The world is a prison if you do not know what to do with your life.
God always likes to give a shocker. He does not play ordinary game. He plays extraordinary game.
scratches of claws
the slit chicken fending off death
~john tiong chunghoo
haiku big bang
a frog jumps in
the sound of water
the intelligence
all around me
- God
Education can be the most dangerous trap if we do not approach it the right way. This is because education sometimes teaches us the wrong things, gives us the wrong value in life..which so easily become accepted as norms like how people believed the world was flat at one time.
semoga tuhan
menyatukan
manusia
If people cannot go beyond race to form a proper relationship with people, their brain is stucked in the drains of their race. It will stay there and rot over time. This applies to everyone in the world, Chinese, Indians, Americans or English.
painting on the canvas
my emotions lighten
materialise in colours
painting on the canvas
my emotions ligten
taking shape in colours
painting on the canvas
my emotions seep into
the colours
National Day musing
the rainbow too unveils
the beauty of diversity
National Day musing
the rainbow too teaches
the beauty of diversity
august sunset
the breeze just gentle
as your hair
midnight rain
under the streetlight
a million ballet dancers
The world is a prison if you do not know what to do with your life.
God always likes to give a shocker. He does not play ordinary game. He plays extraordinary game.
Tuesday, August 31, 2010
First step to writing Haiku
the first step towards zen is writing haiku. it necesitates one to key in to each and every treasured moments with a three liner. that is whenwe come face to face with the importance of dividing the imagined from the realities. Thisis because only realities - real experiences - can affect people the way haiku does. it is zen encased in words.
Haiku - August Sunset and National Day
august sunset
the breeze just gentle
as your hair
National Day musing
the rainbow too unveils
the beauty of diversity
midnight rain
under the streetlight
a million ballet dancers
The world is a prison if you do not know what to do with your life.
God always likes to give a shocker. He does not play ordinary game. He plays extraordinary game.
the breeze just gentle
as your hair
National Day musing
the rainbow too unveils
the beauty of diversity
midnight rain
under the streetlight
a million ballet dancers
The world is a prison if you do not know what to do with your life.
God always likes to give a shocker. He does not play ordinary game. He plays extraordinary game.
Saturday, August 28, 2010
First step in Zen
the first step towards zen is writing haiku. it necesitates one to key in to each and every treasured moment with a three liner. that is whenwe come face to face with the importance of dividing the imagined from the realities. Thisis because only realities - real experiences - can affect people the way haiku does. it is zen encased in words.
Thursday, August 26, 2010
A Birth
a birth is always painful
like how the universe came into being
a blast strong enough to impregnate
every fertility nerve of earth
a child bursts out innocent tears
when it is shoved into the world
a woman is awakened to a new self
love flows with renewed intensities
in so many spheres; sound, touch, taste,
sights, hope, fear ....
the birth of a soul is also a painful experience
the living faculties close one by one
as every cell takes the cold shoulders
to let the soul loosen itself into the realm
beyond the blast of the big bang
like how the universe came into being
a blast strong enough to impregnate
every fertility nerve of earth
a child bursts out innocent tears
when it is shoved into the world
a woman is awakened to a new self
love flows with renewed intensities
in so many spheres; sound, touch, taste,
sights, hope, fear ....
the birth of a soul is also a painful experience
the living faculties close one by one
as every cell takes the cold shoulders
to let the soul loosen itself into the realm
beyond the blast of the big bang
Sunday, August 22, 2010
Facebook postings
Poetry like evolution grows new legs and wings over time to take the mind to a different dimension.
John is amazed that some countries can be run like a circus with their people willy nilly playing clown.
Port Klang Scandal
where has all the money
been shipped to?
Colmar Tropicale
i breathe cool tropical air in
a dreamed french town
...
John is amazed that some countries can be run like a circus with their people willy nilly playing clown.
Port Klang Scandal
where has all the money
been shipped to?
Colmar Tropicale
i breathe cool tropical air in
a dreamed french town
...
Thursday, August 19, 2010
How to appreciate me
afar like a flock of birds
because when you come near
they would have flown away
tell you how you should
appreciate me
look from afar
like a birdwatcher
screening their
colourful feathery prizes
in the burstling
privacy of each other's world
the birds joining you
in praising the
wonders of nature
seeking pleasure
the lightness and
gentleness of feathers
without feeling the
trickeries of time
zen bathing in
so many hues
and shapes of green
taking the striking
plumes as an invitation
to the lanes of God
in the search for
the ultimate beauty
the chirpings
as the start of that journey
hypnotising
clear crystals
and mountain spring
a song to the
sanctum of
sacredness
of tranquility
the bird's hop
a child's inquisitive search
for adventures
as they fly in
the sky of
make beliefs
and fantasies
the bird's smooth
and adorable head
filling the soft spot
in our heart of love
their crowns
a salutation to
the hands of God
and yes, just be there
watching things from afar
and be aloof
because if you come too near
the bird would have flown
away with all the feathers
of all my dreams
john tiong chunghoo
because when you come near
they would have flown away
tell you how you should
appreciate me
look from afar
like a birdwatcher
screening their
colourful feathery prizes
in the burstling
privacy of each other's world
the birds joining you
in praising the
wonders of nature
seeking pleasure
the lightness and
gentleness of feathers
without feeling the
trickeries of time
zen bathing in
so many hues
and shapes of green
taking the striking
plumes as an invitation
to the lanes of God
in the search for
the ultimate beauty
the chirpings
as the start of that journey
hypnotising
clear crystals
and mountain spring
a song to the
sanctum of
sacredness
of tranquility
the bird's hop
a child's inquisitive search
for adventures
as they fly in
the sky of
make beliefs
and fantasies
the bird's smooth
and adorable head
filling the soft spot
in our heart of love
their crowns
a salutation to
the hands of God
and yes, just be there
watching things from afar
and be aloof
because if you come too near
the bird would have flown
away with all the feathers
of all my dreams
john tiong chunghoo
Poetry, the blood of my Soul
poetry
the blood
of my soul
Meridith Gray Love
Monday at 11:56pm · Like · 1 person ·
Madeleine Ann Eugenie McMahon You get my "blood" boiling ... .
Tuesday at 3:00am · Like ·
Catrina Heart words running into my veins.....
Tuesday at 4:59am · Like ·
John Potts
poetry
the soul
of my blood
http://www.facebook.com/pages/haiku-crossroads/124507644228482
Tuesday at 10:24am · Like ·
Hasmukh Amathalal 'Poetic thoughts:
“Hi, how do the poetic thoughts emerge in mind”?
I was unable to react and reply to the question of its kind
I had to struggle hard for the answer to find
...
Tuesday at 12:03pm · Like ·
John Potts
POEM THINK
this is poem or the raw
like a flower or a claw
in the night no; dream a day
sometime this is
or, it may
be something else
(a small perfume?)
— jp
http://www.facebook.com/pages/haiku-crossroads/124507644228482
Tuesday at 12:26pm · Like ·
Madeleine Ann Eugenie McMahon ..."the blood of my soul," you express best what the artist KNOWS as TRUTH...thank you friend!!
Tuesday at 7:37pm · Unlike · 1 person ·
John Potts
poetry
the oil
of my hinge
— jp
...
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John Potts (or, 'henge? O_O)
Tuesday at 8:24pm · Like ·
Gergana Yaninska ...
poetry
the bliss
of my heart
2 hours ago · Like ·
John Potts
poetry
the other
leg
— jp
http://www.facebook.com/pages/haiku-crossroads/124507644228482
the blood
of my soul
Meridith Gray Love
Monday at 11:56pm · Like · 1 person ·
Madeleine Ann Eugenie McMahon You get my "blood" boiling ... .
Tuesday at 3:00am · Like ·
Catrina Heart words running into my veins.....
Tuesday at 4:59am · Like ·
John Potts
poetry
the soul
of my blood
http://www.facebook.com/pages/haiku-crossroads/124507644228482
Tuesday at 10:24am · Like ·
Hasmukh Amathalal 'Poetic thoughts:
“Hi, how do the poetic thoughts emerge in mind”?
I was unable to react and reply to the question of its kind
I had to struggle hard for the answer to find
...
Tuesday at 12:03pm · Like ·
John Potts
POEM THINK
this is poem or the raw
like a flower or a claw
in the night no; dream a day
sometime this is
or, it may
be something else
(a small perfume?)
— jp
http://www.facebook.com/pages/haiku-crossroads/124507644228482
Tuesday at 12:26pm · Like ·
Madeleine Ann Eugenie McMahon ..."the blood of my soul," you express best what the artist KNOWS as TRUTH...thank you friend!!
Tuesday at 7:37pm · Unlike · 1 person ·
John Potts
poetry
the oil
of my hinge
— jp
...
See More
John Potts (or, 'henge? O_O)
Tuesday at 8:24pm · Like ·
Gergana Yaninska ...
poetry
the bliss
of my heart
2 hours ago · Like ·
John Potts
poetry
the other
leg
— jp
http://www.facebook.com/pages/haiku-crossroads/124507644228482
Visit Malaysia Year Haiku - Colmar Tropicale
Colmar Tropicale
i breathe cool tropical air in
a dreamed french town
Malaysia has a little town modelled after Colmar in Alsace. I was there yesterday and was amazed at the food here, French, Italian and Malaysian. The best part is Colmar Tropicale nestled at about 2,700 feet above sea levels among the hills of the Main Range. It is just about an hour's drive from Kuala Lumpur. Here is Colmar Tropicale.
http://www.berjayahotel.com/berjayahills/index.asp
i breathe cool tropical air in
a dreamed french town
Malaysia has a little town modelled after Colmar in Alsace. I was there yesterday and was amazed at the food here, French, Italian and Malaysian. The best part is Colmar Tropicale nestled at about 2,700 feet above sea levels among the hills of the Main Range. It is just about an hour's drive from Kuala Lumpur. Here is Colmar Tropicale.
http://www.berjayahotel.com/berjayahills/index.asp
Wednesday, August 11, 2010
Destroying ego
my ego is some ugly little frogs
some oriental restaurant workers
smash on their floor
before cutting them up
live for the frying pan
my ego is some
loud annoying cockerels
some restaurants slit
before gutting them of all
their vital organs
belly, liver, heart, gizzler,
gall bladder, big and small intestines
to be boiled down into soup
my ego is some vipers
villagers smash with all their might
head, body, and tail
so that they are nothing
but a roll of flowery, leathery
spineless outcast fit only
for the rubbish bin
my ego is some doggie corpse
on the street
offensive and buzzing with
large blue green flies
everybody has nothing to like but
shun and ask to be buried
two metres in the soil
my ego is dark and slippery
like the remains of dinosaurs
burned to drive cars,
factories and industries
a primordial leftover i wish
to use in the right way to
fly me to the silky abode of my dreams
and heaven!!
some oriental restaurant workers
smash on their floor
before cutting them up
live for the frying pan
my ego is some
loud annoying cockerels
some restaurants slit
before gutting them of all
their vital organs
belly, liver, heart, gizzler,
gall bladder, big and small intestines
to be boiled down into soup
my ego is some vipers
villagers smash with all their might
head, body, and tail
so that they are nothing
but a roll of flowery, leathery
spineless outcast fit only
for the rubbish bin
my ego is some doggie corpse
on the street
offensive and buzzing with
large blue green flies
everybody has nothing to like but
shun and ask to be buried
two metres in the soil
my ego is dark and slippery
like the remains of dinosaurs
burned to drive cars,
factories and industries
a primordial leftover i wish
to use in the right way to
fly me to the silky abode of my dreams
and heaven!!
Sunday, August 8, 2010
Poem - not here, not anywhere
i am not here,
not there, not anywhere
forgive me
i am torn between words
and their charms
between their essence
and their chameleon arms
a sincerity sometimes
caught between the
drunkenness for beauty
and the realisations of selves
not there, not anywhere
forgive me
i am torn between words
and their charms
between their essence
and their chameleon arms
a sincerity sometimes
caught between the
drunkenness for beauty
and the realisations of selves
Tuesday, August 3, 2010
haiku - lantern festival
lantern festival
the moon too dangles
from my heart
tiger
thick bold strokes of
roaring discipline
love transparent
as the laces he
presentst to her
Ribbons and Laces for Very Pretty Faces (-1904)
By : Edmund Blair Leighton (1853-1922)
Oil on canvas
Private collection
night sky
beauty of dreams lighted up
by stars and angels
In The Night Sky
By : Hans Zatzka (1859-1945)
Oil on canvas, 55.9 x 76.2 cm
Private collection
the moon too dangles
from my heart
tiger
thick bold strokes of
roaring discipline
love transparent
as the laces he
presentst to her
Ribbons and Laces for Very Pretty Faces (-1904)
By : Edmund Blair Leighton (1853-1922)
Oil on canvas
Private collection
night sky
beauty of dreams lighted up
by stars and angels
In The Night Sky
By : Hans Zatzka (1859-1945)
Oil on canvas, 55.9 x 76.2 cm
Private collection
Monday, August 2, 2010
Visit Malaysia Year Haiku - Tasik Kenyir
Tasik Kenyir
malaysia boleh spirit vibrant
as this emerald lake
Had been dormant the last three days because I had been to Tasik Kenyir in Terengganu. Beautiful lake. The water is emerald in colour and there are many waterfalls, caves and even a herbal island where you would find 200 over herbs grown for tourists.
malaysia boleh spirit vibrant
as this emerald lake
Had been dormant the last three days because I had been to Tasik Kenyir in Terengganu. Beautiful lake. The water is emerald in colour and there are many waterfalls, caves and even a herbal island where you would find 200 over herbs grown for tourists.
Tuesday, July 27, 2010
Haiku for famous paintings 2
the only thing common
between the young lady and rose
the spring of life
A Summer Rose (1913)
By : Emile Vernon
Oil on canvas, 64.7 x 54.6 cm
Public collection
childhood happiness
ripples over the face
like a gracious river
Best of Friends (1917)
By : Emile Vernon
Oil on canvas, 64.8 x 54 cm
Private collection
tenderness
the eyes shinning with love
and the lips carrying a smile
An Elegant Lady With A Yellow Rose
By : Emile Vernon
Oil on canvas, 54.7 x 65.4 cm
Private collectiona
between the young lady and rose
the spring of life
A Summer Rose (1913)
By : Emile Vernon
Oil on canvas, 64.7 x 54.6 cm
Public collection
childhood happiness
ripples over the face
like a gracious river
Best of Friends (1917)
By : Emile Vernon
Oil on canvas, 64.8 x 54 cm
Private collection
tenderness
the eyes shinning with love
and the lips carrying a smile
An Elegant Lady With A Yellow Rose
By : Emile Vernon
Oil on canvas, 54.7 x 65.4 cm
Private collectiona
Haiku for Famous paintings
forentine beauty
floating in a dream
of lace and love
inspired by painting
A Pair Of Florentine Beauties - Pic 1
By : Tito Conti (1842-1924)
Oil on canvas, 51 x 40.5 cm
Public collection
Florentine beauty
gentle as the lace
covering her
A Pair Of Florentine Beauties - Pic 2
By : Tito Conti (1842-1924)
Oil on canvas, 51 x 40.5 cm
Public collection
young beauty
gently covering the canvas
robustness of youth
A Young Beauty
By : Tito Conti (1842-1924)
Oil on canvas, 41.9 x 52.7 cm
Public collection
love letter
lifting me up
like a flower
The Love Letter
By : Tito Conti (1842-1924)
Oil On Canvas, 85.5 x 62 cm
Private collection
waterfall outing fun
the fishes jump up
to greet us
watefall ouing fun
the fishes too
excited with joy
A Water Idyll
By : Hans Zatzka (1859-1945)
Oil on canvas, 80 x 61.6 cm
Private collection
night sky
beauty of dreams lighted up
by stars and angels
In The Night Sky
By : Hans Zatzka (1859-1945)
Oil on canvas, 55.9 x 76.2 cm
Private collection
the bulbous breasts
when other things dont
measure up
Harvest time
the joy of
togetherness
The Harvester
1868
By : William-Adolphe Bouguereau
France
floating in a dream
of lace and love
inspired by painting
A Pair Of Florentine Beauties - Pic 1
By : Tito Conti (1842-1924)
Oil on canvas, 51 x 40.5 cm
Public collection
Florentine beauty
gentle as the lace
covering her
A Pair Of Florentine Beauties - Pic 2
By : Tito Conti (1842-1924)
Oil on canvas, 51 x 40.5 cm
Public collection
young beauty
gently covering the canvas
robustness of youth
A Young Beauty
By : Tito Conti (1842-1924)
Oil on canvas, 41.9 x 52.7 cm
Public collection
love letter
lifting me up
like a flower
The Love Letter
By : Tito Conti (1842-1924)
Oil On Canvas, 85.5 x 62 cm
Private collection
waterfall outing fun
the fishes jump up
to greet us
watefall ouing fun
the fishes too
excited with joy
A Water Idyll
By : Hans Zatzka (1859-1945)
Oil on canvas, 80 x 61.6 cm
Private collection
night sky
beauty of dreams lighted up
by stars and angels
In The Night Sky
By : Hans Zatzka (1859-1945)
Oil on canvas, 55.9 x 76.2 cm
Private collection
the bulbous breasts
when other things dont
measure up
Harvest time
the joy of
togetherness
The Harvester
1868
By : William-Adolphe Bouguereau
France
Wednesday, July 21, 2010
Youthful ecstasy haiku
youthful ecstasy
steel cannot
hold them in
youthful ecstacy
strong eough to
break through steel
it smoothens out
in marble to become
a couple madly in love
http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=156742&id=100000879575317
Apollo and Daphne (1622-1625)
By : Gian Lorenzo Bernini (1598-1680)
Marble
Galleria Borghese (Rome, Italy)
steel cannot
hold them in
youthful ecstacy
strong eough to
break through steel
it smoothens out
in marble to become
a couple madly in love
http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=156742&id=100000879575317
Apollo and Daphne (1622-1625)
By : Gian Lorenzo Bernini (1598-1680)
Marble
Galleria Borghese (Rome, Italy)
Statue Haiku - Aeneas and Anchises
Aeneas and Anchises
we carry our memories
over each other
Aeneas and Anchises (1618-1619)
By : Gian Lorenzo Bernini (1598-1680)
Marble
Galleria Borghese (Rome, Italy)
memories of war
they weigh heavier than
all of us on the shoulders
warrior
baring all
for the country
Michelangelo's Angel with Candlestick
lighting it up
for the good news
we carry our memories
over each other
Aeneas and Anchises (1618-1619)
By : Gian Lorenzo Bernini (1598-1680)
Marble
Galleria Borghese (Rome, Italy)
memories of war
they weigh heavier than
all of us on the shoulders
warrior
baring all
for the country
Michelangelo's Angel with Candlestick
lighting it up
for the good news
Statue Haiku - The Genius of Liberty
the genius of liberty
it feels better than
having wings
http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=156488&id=100000879575317&subject=123624217678740&ref=mf
The Genius of Liberty (1833)
By : Augustin Dumont (French, 1801–1884)
topping the July Column at the Place de la Bastille in Paris. Gilt bronze
H. 4 m (13 ft. 1 ¼ in.).
A bronze draft of the same work is also exhibited in the Louvre Museum
it feels better than
having wings
http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=156488&id=100000879575317&subject=123624217678740&ref=mf
The Genius of Liberty (1833)
By : Augustin Dumont (French, 1801–1884)
topping the July Column at the Place de la Bastille in Paris. Gilt bronze
H. 4 m (13 ft. 1 ¼ in.).
A bronze draft of the same work is also exhibited in the Louvre Museum
Haiku today - Cheers, cheers
hanoi puppet theatre
my memory runs
like clear water
50 and still unable
just to draw myself
myself well
budget ryokan
just small enough
for our warm memory
tenderness
the eyes shinning with love
and the lips carrying a smile
childhood happiness
when we have nothing
to hide
the only thing common
between the young lady and rose
the spring of life
harvest time
outside the field
the joy of togetherness
the bulbous breasts
when other things dont
measure up
cheers, cheers
the women and their contours
for the dance of life
my memory runs
like clear water
50 and still unable
just to draw myself
myself well
budget ryokan
just small enough
for our warm memory
tenderness
the eyes shinning with love
and the lips carrying a smile
childhood happiness
when we have nothing
to hide
the only thing common
between the young lady and rose
the spring of life
harvest time
outside the field
the joy of togetherness
the bulbous breasts
when other things dont
measure up
cheers, cheers
the women and their contours
for the dance of life
Monday, July 19, 2010
Haiku - another sloppy bachelor
another sloppy bachelor
his potted plants
dying
chakras
i pray for
the chair of God
his potted plants
dying
chakras
i pray for
the chair of God
Haiku Today - death too tall a hat to wear
the city's dry humour
even the dropped glove showing
its middle finger
holding me on dearly
to the memory of Vietnam
Cham bulbous deities
mermaid
the days and waves come and go
my love is always here
mermaid
the only nude girl
on the beach
naked musician
cock up your ears
look at my flute
the steel willed wise man
never short of admirers
begging t be disciples
Michelangelo's Angel with Candlestick
lighting it up
for the good news
Michelangelo's cross carrying Christ
a trophy
in his hands
Michelangelo's David
pride weighs heavy
on the shoulders
Michelangelo's Mother and Child
heavy on the lap
the way of God
the way of the
God
Michelangelo's Saint Paul
'i am the witness of
Christ'
Michelangelo's Saint Paul
one small step
in the direction of Christ
Michelangelo's Saint Peter
the softness of his look
on the stone
Michelangelo's Saint Peter
even from the cast stone
the softness of his look
Michelangelo's Pius
harder than stone
his stares...
Giuliano de Medici tomb
a disciplinarian harder
as stones...
Lorenzo de Medici tomb
cold and quiet as stone
the man in thought..
demon
looking through
the folly of time
weapon
hold dearly to it
it is life
clash of civilisation
when technology
really differs
death
too tall
a hat to wear
if they will
just ask me
....
look at me
that's the way
to go
the elixir of life
you need to be strong like me
to take this
meinkampf look
it shoots me back
to slyvia plath's daddy
rock hard eyes
such a great trial to let go
of this world..
great great man
he can make something to last
longer than himself..
even the dropped glove showing
its middle finger
holding me on dearly
to the memory of Vietnam
Cham bulbous deities
mermaid
the days and waves come and go
my love is always here
mermaid
the only nude girl
on the beach
naked musician
cock up your ears
look at my flute
the steel willed wise man
never short of admirers
begging t be disciples
Michelangelo's Angel with Candlestick
lighting it up
for the good news
Michelangelo's cross carrying Christ
a trophy
in his hands
Michelangelo's David
pride weighs heavy
on the shoulders
Michelangelo's Mother and Child
heavy on the lap
the way of God
the way of the
God
Michelangelo's Saint Paul
'i am the witness of
Christ'
Michelangelo's Saint Paul
one small step
in the direction of Christ
Michelangelo's Saint Peter
the softness of his look
on the stone
Michelangelo's Saint Peter
even from the cast stone
the softness of his look
Michelangelo's Pius
harder than stone
his stares...
Giuliano de Medici tomb
a disciplinarian harder
as stones...
Lorenzo de Medici tomb
cold and quiet as stone
the man in thought..
demon
looking through
the folly of time
weapon
hold dearly to it
it is life
clash of civilisation
when technology
really differs
death
too tall
a hat to wear
if they will
just ask me
....
look at me
that's the way
to go
the elixir of life
you need to be strong like me
to take this
meinkampf look
it shoots me back
to slyvia plath's daddy
rock hard eyes
such a great trial to let go
of this world..
great great man
he can make something to last
longer than himself..
Thursday, July 15, 2010
Poem - A dish
I am a dish that talks
and usually i want the chef
to do his stuff my way
wishing this, wishing that
hoping to be the next best dish
to top the restaurant list
as the chef sprinkles
his spices and salt onto me
i diffident would complain of
the excesses, the overindulgent
use of veggies and mutton
or mollusks, mustard
vinegar and pepper
and even the overheating,
charbroiled, stir fried
steam cooked or stewed
i want it my way giving
little regard to the chef's expertise
for fear of becoming an
offensive blandness on
the tongues of the masters
over enthusiastic over
what would turn out of me
only when my fragrance
spreads over the table
to trigger that salivating
nerves in mouths that
the buddha himself would
jump over the wall to
have me in his belly that
i realise the chef is correct
he is cooking me and he knows
how best i should be served
that exquisiteness that could only
result from an original recipe
the chef himself knows best
how he should turn out his creation
i take the opportunity to ask him
what he finds most in the way
as he tries to realise his dream of me
and he says "Your load of bland ego
with the toughness of a three year old chicken."
'It takes such a long time to just
boil them down to edible portions.'
and usually i want the chef
to do his stuff my way
wishing this, wishing that
hoping to be the next best dish
to top the restaurant list
as the chef sprinkles
his spices and salt onto me
i diffident would complain of
the excesses, the overindulgent
use of veggies and mutton
or mollusks, mustard
vinegar and pepper
and even the overheating,
charbroiled, stir fried
steam cooked or stewed
i want it my way giving
little regard to the chef's expertise
for fear of becoming an
offensive blandness on
the tongues of the masters
over enthusiastic over
what would turn out of me
only when my fragrance
spreads over the table
to trigger that salivating
nerves in mouths that
the buddha himself would
jump over the wall to
have me in his belly that
i realise the chef is correct
he is cooking me and he knows
how best i should be served
that exquisiteness that could only
result from an original recipe
the chef himself knows best
how he should turn out his creation
i take the opportunity to ask him
what he finds most in the way
as he tries to realise his dream of me
and he says "Your load of bland ego
with the toughness of a three year old chicken."
'It takes such a long time to just
boil them down to edible portions.'
Wednesday, July 14, 2010
Monday, July 12, 2010
Sparkles of the Diamond
like the sparkles on my diamond ring....i will never get tired of them...that is how a new day sparkles too...with all the sweetness of nature
Farhan Khan that's nice piece of writing!
July 5 at 5:41pm · Like ·
John Tiong Chunghoo inspired by my friend Peggy Johnson's posting -
Good morning wonderful world! Here we go again! Get your coffee ready and sing a song! The stars are bright :)
I'm hearing a rerun, "Good morning star shine...
I'm ready for this day!
July 5 at 5:47pm · Like ·
Peggy Johnson very beautiful words John :)
July 5 at 5:49pm · Like ·
John Tiong Chunghoo doing justice to the dawn of a new day.....paying respect...to the Creator.
July 5 at 5:50pm · Like · 2 people
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Peggy Johnson I didn't refresh..didn't see the other posts. :) thank you my friend.
July 5 at 5:52pm · Like ·
Sulok Tawie alaaa jangan lah show, friend. nanti at the RWMF kena rob so how?
July 5 at 6:13pm · Like ·
Christa Sihombing i like it very much....
July 5 at 6:19pm · Like ·
Rhonda A Bishop Carpenter Good Morning my friend ~ Hugs from Arkansas USA this a.m. ~
July 5 at 6:43pm · Like ·
Elly Felicia wish to have a sparkling diamond that i cud never get tired of......... ;P
July 5 at 7:02pm · Like ·
Madeleine Ann Eugenie McMahon The 'diamond', "all the sweetness of nature,"ah, 'sweetness'!
July 5 at 7:30pm · Like ·
Madeleine Ann Eugenie McMahon The hardest natural material known...the diamond....
July 5 at 7:50pm · Like ·
Deborah Henry In communion with nature. Beautiful.
July 5 at 10:34pm · Like ·
Anne O'Neil beautiful sentiment John - thank you
July 5 at 11:03pm · Like ·
James Griffith Hannan "The sparklers on American Independence Day
Reach always for the sky but like so many
They never get there"
July 6 at 4:53am · Like ·
Farhan Khan that's nice piece of writing!
July 5 at 5:41pm · Like ·
John Tiong Chunghoo inspired by my friend Peggy Johnson's posting -
Good morning wonderful world! Here we go again! Get your coffee ready and sing a song! The stars are bright :)
I'm hearing a rerun, "Good morning star shine...
I'm ready for this day!
July 5 at 5:47pm · Like ·
Peggy Johnson very beautiful words John :)
July 5 at 5:49pm · Like ·
John Tiong Chunghoo doing justice to the dawn of a new day.....paying respect...to the Creator.
July 5 at 5:50pm · Like · 2 people
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Peggy Johnson I didn't refresh..didn't see the other posts. :) thank you my friend.
July 5 at 5:52pm · Like ·
Sulok Tawie alaaa jangan lah show, friend. nanti at the RWMF kena rob so how?
July 5 at 6:13pm · Like ·
Christa Sihombing i like it very much....
July 5 at 6:19pm · Like ·
Rhonda A Bishop Carpenter Good Morning my friend ~ Hugs from Arkansas USA this a.m. ~
July 5 at 6:43pm · Like ·
Elly Felicia wish to have a sparkling diamond that i cud never get tired of......... ;P
July 5 at 7:02pm · Like ·
Madeleine Ann Eugenie McMahon The 'diamond', "all the sweetness of nature,"ah, 'sweetness'!
July 5 at 7:30pm · Like ·
Madeleine Ann Eugenie McMahon The hardest natural material known...the diamond....
July 5 at 7:50pm · Like ·
Deborah Henry In communion with nature. Beautiful.
July 5 at 10:34pm · Like ·
Anne O'Neil beautiful sentiment John - thank you
July 5 at 11:03pm · Like ·
James Griffith Hannan "The sparklers on American Independence Day
Reach always for the sky but like so many
They never get there"
July 6 at 4:53am · Like ·
haiku - New Maid
new maid
the housewife tells her
what not to do
Carole McDonnell :-) Good one. Made me smile.
July 6 at 8:19pm · Unlike · 1 person
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Anthony Vincent wah ~i think that housewife is rich ......right john bro ?? : )
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Daniel Fernandez I like it when you're playful John
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John Tiong Chunghoo playful like Chisai.
July 6 at 9:23pm · Like ·
Daniel Fernandez Hahaha yes, like Chiisai. You playful with your words, she, playful with her soul.
July 6 at 11:24pm · Like ·
John Tiong Chunghoo ...
chip by chip
new chick cracks open
the world
July 6 at 11:25pm · Like · 1 person
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Nahid Kabiri Smart!...that's all.
July 6 at 11:30pm · Like ·
Deborah Russell Nice one, John.
July 7 at 12:38am · Like ·
John Potts
My swallow family (in the front porch) have ALL hatched and are plumping up nicely!
/
on the step
in a baby swallow's eggshell
an ant
— jp
http://www.facebook.com/pages/haiku-crossroads/124507644228482
July 7 at 2:13am · Like ·
Su Huo Soon the first one must be ...dont touch my boyfrens....rite.....hahaha
July 7 at 8:25am · Like ·
John Potts ?
July 7 at 9:29am · Like ·
Daniel Fernandez The housewife tells the maid not to touch her boyfriend, I guess.
July 7 at 10:07am · Like ·
the housewife tells her
what not to do
Carole McDonnell :-) Good one. Made me smile.
July 6 at 8:19pm · Unlike · 1 person
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Anthony Vincent wah ~i think that housewife is rich ......right john bro ?? : )
July 6 at 8:37pm · Unlike · 1 person
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Daniel Fernandez I like it when you're playful John
July 6 at 9:08pm · Unlike · 1 person
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John Tiong Chunghoo playful like Chisai.
July 6 at 9:23pm · Like ·
Daniel Fernandez Hahaha yes, like Chiisai. You playful with your words, she, playful with her soul.
July 6 at 11:24pm · Like ·
John Tiong Chunghoo ...
chip by chip
new chick cracks open
the world
July 6 at 11:25pm · Like · 1 person
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Nahid Kabiri Smart!...that's all.
July 6 at 11:30pm · Like ·
Deborah Russell Nice one, John.
July 7 at 12:38am · Like ·
John Potts
My swallow family (in the front porch) have ALL hatched and are plumping up nicely!
/
on the step
in a baby swallow's eggshell
an ant
— jp
http://www.facebook.com/pages/haiku-crossroads/124507644228482
July 7 at 2:13am · Like ·
Su Huo Soon the first one must be ...dont touch my boyfrens....rite.....hahaha
July 7 at 8:25am · Like ·
John Potts ?
July 7 at 9:29am · Like ·
Daniel Fernandez The housewife tells the maid not to touch her boyfriend, I guess.
July 7 at 10:07am · Like ·
Wednesday, July 7, 2010
Poem - Mirror
there is a gentle quiet repose about truths
the mirror holds them up so well
zen so well apportioned it crystalises
the world harmoniously to itself
we have all the respect for it
everyday we go up to it
to soak up its sublime honesty
smile and go face the world
as straight as we could
the part of us we love
we carry with gratefulness
a luminousity that lightens our steps
the part of us that slices up
our assurance of ourselves
we too carry with an ounce of dignity
like the mirror that never falters
in the face of adversities -scars, tortuous lines
that dig into the soul, claws that tear the hearts up,
shrivelled up looks, noses that go the wrong way, mouths
clefting like a mozart run awry
we throw in the grains
to help the mirror apportion
a better part of us to us
running through every corridor
of the selves, without fear or favour
in the spirit of the mirror
promising an enlightened trail friends
can rest their heart with ours
a zen mirror where strengths and
weaknesses, paradoxes and shortfalls
dance over our eyes with the
exquisiteness of a new and promising dawn
Annabel Haldane Nash wonderful, thanks John
July 7 at 9:00pm · Like ·
Daniel Fernandez Very nice John, thank you for sharing. Hugs.
July 7 at 9:19pm · Like ·
John Potts
"Each day I try to face the world more as it is." - Dali Lama
at the museum
tribal masks behind glass...
July 7 at 9:49pm · Like ·
Deborah Henry Beautiful and uplifting. Thanks, John.
July 7 at 10:08pm · Like ·
Daniel Fernandez Ha!!! Will the real John stand up.
July 7 at 11:31pm · Like ·
Michael Stevens Excellent! Thanks you John.
July 8 at 2:28am · Like ·
Gina Oceguera yes i did!!!love it..thank you John...beautiful........
July 8 at 2:47am · Like ·
Rositza Pironska nice!
July 8 at 3:26am · Like ·
Anne O'Neil it's great John, thank you - love the lines:
"our expectation of ourselves
we too carry with an ounce of dignity"
...
July 8 at 6:00am · Like ·
Rhonda A Bishop Carpenter Bravo ~ \o/ throwing of Red Rose Buds to you John
July 8 at 8:50pm · Like ·
aily Sedgwick Beautiful poem.
Saturday at 1:34pm · Like ·
Gina Oceguera John like always very very beautiful(*_*)
Saturday at 1:42pm · Like ·
Nayeem 'orittro' Rahman "clefting like a mozart run awry" that is one beautiful metaphor. it touched me..sincerely
Saturday at 2:27pm · Like ·
Lorraine Margueritte Gasrel Black Beautiful poem..Hope,love.life and appreciation!!Wonderful work,John.
Saturday at 10:30pm · Like ·
Dennis Chibi the mirror a metaphor you've used with skill and compassion, yet, be aware as Robert Burns put it "... to see the ourselves as others see us ..."
http://www.quotationspage.com/quote/32281.html
17 hours ago · Like ·
the mirror holds them up so well
zen so well apportioned it crystalises
the world harmoniously to itself
we have all the respect for it
everyday we go up to it
to soak up its sublime honesty
smile and go face the world
as straight as we could
the part of us we love
we carry with gratefulness
a luminousity that lightens our steps
the part of us that slices up
our assurance of ourselves
we too carry with an ounce of dignity
like the mirror that never falters
in the face of adversities -scars, tortuous lines
that dig into the soul, claws that tear the hearts up,
shrivelled up looks, noses that go the wrong way, mouths
clefting like a mozart run awry
we throw in the grains
to help the mirror apportion
a better part of us to us
running through every corridor
of the selves, without fear or favour
in the spirit of the mirror
promising an enlightened trail friends
can rest their heart with ours
a zen mirror where strengths and
weaknesses, paradoxes and shortfalls
dance over our eyes with the
exquisiteness of a new and promising dawn
Annabel Haldane Nash wonderful, thanks John
July 7 at 9:00pm · Like ·
Daniel Fernandez Very nice John, thank you for sharing. Hugs.
July 7 at 9:19pm · Like ·
John Potts
"Each day I try to face the world more as it is." - Dali Lama
at the museum
tribal masks behind glass...
July 7 at 9:49pm · Like ·
Deborah Henry Beautiful and uplifting. Thanks, John.
July 7 at 10:08pm · Like ·
Daniel Fernandez Ha!!! Will the real John stand up.
July 7 at 11:31pm · Like ·
Michael Stevens Excellent! Thanks you John.
July 8 at 2:28am · Like ·
Gina Oceguera yes i did!!!love it..thank you John...beautiful........
July 8 at 2:47am · Like ·
Rositza Pironska nice!
July 8 at 3:26am · Like ·
Anne O'Neil it's great John, thank you - love the lines:
"our expectation of ourselves
we too carry with an ounce of dignity"
...
July 8 at 6:00am · Like ·
Rhonda A Bishop Carpenter Bravo ~ \o/ throwing of Red Rose Buds to you John
July 8 at 8:50pm · Like ·
aily Sedgwick Beautiful poem.
Saturday at 1:34pm · Like ·
Gina Oceguera John like always very very beautiful(*_*)
Saturday at 1:42pm · Like ·
Nayeem 'orittro' Rahman "clefting like a mozart run awry" that is one beautiful metaphor. it touched me..sincerely
Saturday at 2:27pm · Like ·
Lorraine Margueritte Gasrel Black Beautiful poem..Hope,love.life and appreciation!!Wonderful work,John.
Saturday at 10:30pm · Like ·
Dennis Chibi the mirror a metaphor you've used with skill and compassion, yet, be aware as Robert Burns put it "... to see the ourselves as others see us ..."
http://www.quotationspage.com/quote/32281.html
17 hours ago · Like ·
Tuesday, July 6, 2010
Flower Selling Girl
flower selling girl
at her quiet corner
a basket of dreams
http://www.facebook.com/#!/photo.php?pid=142887&id=100000879575317
young turkish woman
in the calmness of her face
reverberating drum beats
http://www.facebook.com/#!/photo.php?pid=142889&id=100000879575317&fbid=130282957011023
butterfly
i too would soar one day carrying
a paradise on my wings
new maid
the housewife tells her
what not to do
like the sparkles on my diamond ring....i will never get tired of them...that is how a new day sparkles too...with all the sweetness of nature
John thinks the planets and stars were at one time super intelligent beings. They found that is the only way to perpetuate their existence...and we are the breath of a super being...this earth..it is a being.....and we are a part of his instrumentations. One day we would be also planets and stars taking up space in the mind of our own instrumentations.
It is very backward to think that we need only this physique or body to survive. It is cumbersome and susceptible to so many diseases. One day scientists can help us live in the best conditions...in
in the mountains, in other universes or just transform us into a planet without losing their
human nature;
man
nature
personified...
the sea of emotions
roaring ..roar
the goal post is in our heart
at her quiet corner
a basket of dreams
http://www.facebook.com/#!/photo.php?pid=142887&id=100000879575317
young turkish woman
in the calmness of her face
reverberating drum beats
http://www.facebook.com/#!/photo.php?pid=142889&id=100000879575317&fbid=130282957011023
butterfly
i too would soar one day carrying
a paradise on my wings
new maid
the housewife tells her
what not to do
like the sparkles on my diamond ring....i will never get tired of them...that is how a new day sparkles too...with all the sweetness of nature
John thinks the planets and stars were at one time super intelligent beings. They found that is the only way to perpetuate their existence...and we are the breath of a super being...this earth..it is a being.....and we are a part of his instrumentations. One day we would be also planets and stars taking up space in the mind of our own instrumentations.
It is very backward to think that we need only this physique or body to survive. It is cumbersome and susceptible to so many diseases. One day scientists can help us live in the best conditions...in
in the mountains, in other universes or just transform us into a planet without losing their
human nature;
man
nature
personified...
the sea of emotions
roaring ..roar
the goal post is in our heart
Saturday, July 3, 2010
Fifa World Cup Germany triumphs Argentina 4-0
beauty is the world
at peace with itself
the lake carressing the sky
Fifa World Cup
the men, the goal, the roar
jeers and tears
the sea of emotions
roaring ..roar
the goal post is in our heart
at peace with itself
the lake carressing the sky
Fifa World Cup
the men, the goal, the roar
jeers and tears
the sea of emotions
roaring ..roar
the goal post is in our heart
Friday, July 2, 2010
Club Med Sahoro trip in December 2009
crispy - the air
light - the skis
thick - the snow and our joy
John was at Sahoro Club Med last December to experience snowland in the heart of Hokkaido. He was thrilled by the beauty of the thick snow on the mountains as well as the fun it gave.
Heart-warming moments in Sahoro
Storiy and pictures by JOHN TIONG
The freezing temperatures are worth putting up with as JOHN TIONG warms up to the festive launch of Club Med Sahoro in Japan’s northernmost island of Hokkaido
THE snow falls continuously the night we arrive at Club Med Sahoro in Japan. Though the cold bites our skin, we don’t mind. In fact, we’re happy to be here in this quiet mountain resort in the centre of Hokkaido.
Our group, comprising journalists from China, Hong Kong, Singapore, Thailand, Australia and Malaysia, is here to witness the festive launch of the winter season.
Fireworks light up the sky and a long row of oil flames on metallic frames is set ablaze to add to the celebratory mood as we dine on the spread of food and wine at the bar terrace near the club lobby.
A large lighted ice carving of a flying horse charges the atmosphere at the venue where we watch a fire dance performance. It is amazing to see how a young woman, dressed only in a light outfit, manages to withstand the freezing temperatures for half an hour just to watch the show.
Deluxe Rooms
My deluxe twin room on the fifth floor has a stunning view of the hills and forests beyond and I can see pines and polar trees.
The room dècor is a blend of modern comfort with essential Japanese elements such as separate tatami flooring and wooden doors to the bathroom and toilet. Humidity is controlled by a humidifier and the toilet seat is kept warm electronically throughout the day.
In the reception lobby and elsewhere, antique skis and ski poles made of bamboo and wood adorn the walls. An element of Hokkaido is seen in the tapestry of the indigenous Ainu people, as well as their farm instruments and containers, which decorate the lobby walls as well as the corridors leading to the various parts of the resort.
Let It Snow...
Outside, snow falls in abundance in winter and every morning, tractors can be seen mowing away excess snow. Winter in Sahoro is synonymous with powdery snow and skiing.
A couple from Hong Kong, speaking in their distinct Cantonese dialect, are playing in snow up to their waist, enthusiastically taking pictures while a pair of young parents are spotted happily pulling their child along on a sled.
I hear a familiar English accent and turn to see a group of children, aged between six and eight, walking through the snow with skis in their hands. When I learn that they are Singaporeans, I feel a little jealous that they’re having fun skiing at such a young age while I can’t even ski.
Their instructor, a Caucasian woman, is teaching them to roll down a slope. The first few lessons sound simple enough, like walking on skis and keeping the skis away from each other but this is easier said than done.
Food All Day Long
Away from the ski grounds, my favourite pastime is to sit in the bar terrace, where I can admire the white landscape outside while sipping hot coffee and nibbling on the noonday snack of pancake with honey. The bar terrace serves wine, beer and a range of snacks till midnight.
The service staff at the restaurant and bar terrace come from different nationalities. There are Koreans, Taiwanese, Indonesians, Malaysians and Indians as well as people from other countries. I chat heartily with a Malaysian woman, Saleen Chan from Old Klang Road, Kuala Lumpur, who makes great pancakes and coffee for us every afternoon.
One thing about staying at Club Med — you never go hungry (even if you don’t carry cash) as food is almost an all-day affair and ranges from Japanese cuisine to Korean, Chinese and Western selections.
If you like Japanese, there’s sushi, rice, tsukemono (pickled white carrot, cucumber and cabbage), umehoshi (red sour plum), fish tempura, Hokkaido tofu, oysters, miso soup, nori (seaweed) and potato — all downed with sake and sho chu (hot liquor).
One corner is dedicated to dairy products from Hokkaido with blocks of cheese and butter while another features the rich catch from the sea surrounding this northernmost island of Japan.
Many in our group just can’t get enough of succulent oysters, best eaten with a squeeze of lime juice. What is surprising, however, is the absence of the famous tarabagani (Red Sea King Crab) that Hokkaido is famous for.
In one counter, a Japanese chef is slicing the deep red katsuo (skipjack tuna) and salmon for sashimi.
Korean staples like hot, spicy kimchi and bibimpab (rice dish) are available too, as there are a large number of Korean tourists here.
Eating in the main restaurant is a pleasant experience with lots of ice cream, fresh tropical fruit, apples and orange juice as well as aromatic coffee.
Apart from offering Hokkaido chocolates, biscuits and cookies, the hotel souvenir outlets stock Hokkaido specialties like horse oil soap which is said to be good for the complexion as well as horse oil hair shampoo and conditioners, sought after by tourists, especially the Japanese themselves.
Hotspring Experience
One thing you should not miss in Sahoro is a trip to the hotsprings or onsen bathhouses. The resort management can arrange such a trip and the hotsprings are about 15-20 minutes drive away. Some onsen have pools right outside the bathhouse. Imagine soaking in warm water while snow is falling down on you. We spend a pleasant afternoon admiring the snowfall and scenery while the warm water keeps us from freezing.
Skiing Holiday Offer
IF you love skiing or have always wanted to learn this exciting winter sport, Club Med Sahoro has a great offer that’s not to be missed. For the winter season that’s on till the first week of April, you only pay RM800 per adult per night and you’ll have fun learning to ski, stay in a twin-share room with free flow of coffee, beer, wine and three meals taken care of as well as live entertainment. The rate for child aged 4-11 is RM480 per night.
With return flight and coach transfers at RM2,800 per adult before sur charge and taxes (which can be arranged through the Club Med Kuala Lumpur office, Tel: 03-2161 4599), you can have a thrilling winter sports experience without needing to spend more.
A 6D/5N tour, including food, accommodation and ski lessons, costs RM4,000 per adult. Ski equipment like skis, poles and boots is RM217 per day (adult) and RM175 (child). Adult pants and jackets ski wear is RM130 per day while a child’s is RM93. If you rent them for three days, you get the next two days for free. So for about RM8,000 per adult in all, you can have a really beautiful holiday in Hokkaido with lots of sweet memories to bring home.
Fast Facts
Like all Club Med properties, the location of Club Med Sahoro in the centre of Hokkaido, 140kms from Sapporo, has been chosen for many reasons. According to skiing instructor Mathieu Desbiens from Montreal, Canada, the powdery snow here makes it ideal for skiing. It’s also great for other winter sports, including snowboarding and snow trekking, and offers great views. The vast expanse of mountain terrain outside my room window is one of the most stunning I have ever seen.
The snow-covered acicular trees, pines and poplars with their sparse foliage bring to life the pages in Snow Country, written by Nobel Prize winner Yasunari Kawabata.
During the winter season that begins in the first week of December, Club Med Sahoro has 25 slopes of snow (420-1,030 metres) for both new and experienced skiers, who are taken up the slopes via cable chairs.
You can actually ski in and out of the resort without having to spend time travelling to ski slopes and paying entrance fees. Ski lessons are conducted right outside the resort in full view of the main restaurant. Those tired of skiing can take a dip in the heated swimming pool.
During the summer months from June to September, Club Med Sahoro’s cool climate of 15º-20º Centigrade, attracts Japanese clients seeking to escape the sweltering heat of overcrowded Japanese cities like Tokyo, Osaka and Yokohama where temperatures can soar up to 40º Centigrade.
For more details, go to www.clubmed.com.my
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light - the skis
thick - the snow and our joy
John was at Sahoro Club Med last December to experience snowland in the heart of Hokkaido. He was thrilled by the beauty of the thick snow on the mountains as well as the fun it gave.
Heart-warming moments in Sahoro
Storiy and pictures by JOHN TIONG
The freezing temperatures are worth putting up with as JOHN TIONG warms up to the festive launch of Club Med Sahoro in Japan’s northernmost island of Hokkaido
THE snow falls continuously the night we arrive at Club Med Sahoro in Japan. Though the cold bites our skin, we don’t mind. In fact, we’re happy to be here in this quiet mountain resort in the centre of Hokkaido.
Our group, comprising journalists from China, Hong Kong, Singapore, Thailand, Australia and Malaysia, is here to witness the festive launch of the winter season.
Fireworks light up the sky and a long row of oil flames on metallic frames is set ablaze to add to the celebratory mood as we dine on the spread of food and wine at the bar terrace near the club lobby.
A large lighted ice carving of a flying horse charges the atmosphere at the venue where we watch a fire dance performance. It is amazing to see how a young woman, dressed only in a light outfit, manages to withstand the freezing temperatures for half an hour just to watch the show.
Deluxe Rooms
My deluxe twin room on the fifth floor has a stunning view of the hills and forests beyond and I can see pines and polar trees.
The room dècor is a blend of modern comfort with essential Japanese elements such as separate tatami flooring and wooden doors to the bathroom and toilet. Humidity is controlled by a humidifier and the toilet seat is kept warm electronically throughout the day.
In the reception lobby and elsewhere, antique skis and ski poles made of bamboo and wood adorn the walls. An element of Hokkaido is seen in the tapestry of the indigenous Ainu people, as well as their farm instruments and containers, which decorate the lobby walls as well as the corridors leading to the various parts of the resort.
Let It Snow...
Outside, snow falls in abundance in winter and every morning, tractors can be seen mowing away excess snow. Winter in Sahoro is synonymous with powdery snow and skiing.
A couple from Hong Kong, speaking in their distinct Cantonese dialect, are playing in snow up to their waist, enthusiastically taking pictures while a pair of young parents are spotted happily pulling their child along on a sled.
I hear a familiar English accent and turn to see a group of children, aged between six and eight, walking through the snow with skis in their hands. When I learn that they are Singaporeans, I feel a little jealous that they’re having fun skiing at such a young age while I can’t even ski.
Their instructor, a Caucasian woman, is teaching them to roll down a slope. The first few lessons sound simple enough, like walking on skis and keeping the skis away from each other but this is easier said than done.
Food All Day Long
Away from the ski grounds, my favourite pastime is to sit in the bar terrace, where I can admire the white landscape outside while sipping hot coffee and nibbling on the noonday snack of pancake with honey. The bar terrace serves wine, beer and a range of snacks till midnight.
The service staff at the restaurant and bar terrace come from different nationalities. There are Koreans, Taiwanese, Indonesians, Malaysians and Indians as well as people from other countries. I chat heartily with a Malaysian woman, Saleen Chan from Old Klang Road, Kuala Lumpur, who makes great pancakes and coffee for us every afternoon.
One thing about staying at Club Med — you never go hungry (even if you don’t carry cash) as food is almost an all-day affair and ranges from Japanese cuisine to Korean, Chinese and Western selections.
If you like Japanese, there’s sushi, rice, tsukemono (pickled white carrot, cucumber and cabbage), umehoshi (red sour plum), fish tempura, Hokkaido tofu, oysters, miso soup, nori (seaweed) and potato — all downed with sake and sho chu (hot liquor).
One corner is dedicated to dairy products from Hokkaido with blocks of cheese and butter while another features the rich catch from the sea surrounding this northernmost island of Japan.
Many in our group just can’t get enough of succulent oysters, best eaten with a squeeze of lime juice. What is surprising, however, is the absence of the famous tarabagani (Red Sea King Crab) that Hokkaido is famous for.
In one counter, a Japanese chef is slicing the deep red katsuo (skipjack tuna) and salmon for sashimi.
Korean staples like hot, spicy kimchi and bibimpab (rice dish) are available too, as there are a large number of Korean tourists here.
Eating in the main restaurant is a pleasant experience with lots of ice cream, fresh tropical fruit, apples and orange juice as well as aromatic coffee.
Apart from offering Hokkaido chocolates, biscuits and cookies, the hotel souvenir outlets stock Hokkaido specialties like horse oil soap which is said to be good for the complexion as well as horse oil hair shampoo and conditioners, sought after by tourists, especially the Japanese themselves.
Hotspring Experience
One thing you should not miss in Sahoro is a trip to the hotsprings or onsen bathhouses. The resort management can arrange such a trip and the hotsprings are about 15-20 minutes drive away. Some onsen have pools right outside the bathhouse. Imagine soaking in warm water while snow is falling down on you. We spend a pleasant afternoon admiring the snowfall and scenery while the warm water keeps us from freezing.
Skiing Holiday Offer
IF you love skiing or have always wanted to learn this exciting winter sport, Club Med Sahoro has a great offer that’s not to be missed. For the winter season that’s on till the first week of April, you only pay RM800 per adult per night and you’ll have fun learning to ski, stay in a twin-share room with free flow of coffee, beer, wine and three meals taken care of as well as live entertainment. The rate for child aged 4-11 is RM480 per night.
With return flight and coach transfers at RM2,800 per adult before sur charge and taxes (which can be arranged through the Club Med Kuala Lumpur office, Tel: 03-2161 4599), you can have a thrilling winter sports experience without needing to spend more.
A 6D/5N tour, including food, accommodation and ski lessons, costs RM4,000 per adult. Ski equipment like skis, poles and boots is RM217 per day (adult) and RM175 (child). Adult pants and jackets ski wear is RM130 per day while a child’s is RM93. If you rent them for three days, you get the next two days for free. So for about RM8,000 per adult in all, you can have a really beautiful holiday in Hokkaido with lots of sweet memories to bring home.
Fast Facts
Like all Club Med properties, the location of Club Med Sahoro in the centre of Hokkaido, 140kms from Sapporo, has been chosen for many reasons. According to skiing instructor Mathieu Desbiens from Montreal, Canada, the powdery snow here makes it ideal for skiing. It’s also great for other winter sports, including snowboarding and snow trekking, and offers great views. The vast expanse of mountain terrain outside my room window is one of the most stunning I have ever seen.
The snow-covered acicular trees, pines and poplars with their sparse foliage bring to life the pages in Snow Country, written by Nobel Prize winner Yasunari Kawabata.
During the winter season that begins in the first week of December, Club Med Sahoro has 25 slopes of snow (420-1,030 metres) for both new and experienced skiers, who are taken up the slopes via cable chairs.
You can actually ski in and out of the resort without having to spend time travelling to ski slopes and paying entrance fees. Ski lessons are conducted right outside the resort in full view of the main restaurant. Those tired of skiing can take a dip in the heated swimming pool.
During the summer months from June to September, Club Med Sahoro’s cool climate of 15º-20º Centigrade, attracts Japanese clients seeking to escape the sweltering heat of overcrowded Japanese cities like Tokyo, Osaka and Yokohama where temperatures can soar up to 40º Centigrade.
For more details, go to www.clubmed.com.my
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Thursday, July 1, 2010
Haiku sunset bliss and others
sepia
if you were
just there
moon
a different face for
a different occasion
Sunset bliss
feeble my mind
trails the leaves
sunset bliss
feeble my mind
trails the flowers
nightfall
all their nerves up
for actions
Sunset bliss
feeble my mind
trails the breeze
if you were
just there
moon
a different face for
a different occasion
Sunset bliss
feeble my mind
trails the leaves
sunset bliss
feeble my mind
trails the flowers
nightfall
all their nerves up
for actions
Sunset bliss
feeble my mind
trails the breeze
Visit Malaysia Year Poem - The Women of Sibu
I love this little town
where mothers love
their children like a
divine gift from the heavens
a sparkling jewel they cannot part
a part of themselves
two lovers no one could
tear apart without causing
the live-till-you-die pain
have you ever seen
a 60s something woman
who had died for hours but
still lied there with a body stiffened
with the propensity to love and to give
the most tender care to a child?
a gesture she had carried all
through her life. from her son to
daughter, grand daughter and
great grand daughter that even death
could not take away
that stamp of care that everybody longs for
that reassuraing touch that warms us
up to ourselves,
the tender touch of unconditional love that
helps us sleep better
death freezes a love
without taking away
the signature of its capacity
to warm up the hearts of children
that woman lying there wordless
and soon a feast for worms
i love this little town
where mothers love their children
till they are up to a ripe old age
as if they are still their new gifts
from the heavens, fresh out of
the first born maternity room
where mothers love
their children like a
divine gift from the heavens
a sparkling jewel they cannot part
a part of themselves
two lovers no one could
tear apart without causing
the live-till-you-die pain
have you ever seen
a 60s something woman
who had died for hours but
still lied there with a body stiffened
with the propensity to love and to give
the most tender care to a child?
a gesture she had carried all
through her life. from her son to
daughter, grand daughter and
great grand daughter that even death
could not take away
that stamp of care that everybody longs for
that reassuraing touch that warms us
up to ourselves,
the tender touch of unconditional love that
helps us sleep better
death freezes a love
without taking away
the signature of its capacity
to warm up the hearts of children
that woman lying there wordless
and soon a feast for worms
i love this little town
where mothers love their children
till they are up to a ripe old age
as if they are still their new gifts
from the heavens, fresh out of
the first born maternity room
Monday, June 28, 2010
Haiku - I the only stone that moves
Zen garden
i the only stone
that moves
June 25 at 9:48pm · Comment · Like
Miyuki Takada, Gina Oceguera, Mike Keville and 16 others like this.
Mumtaz Kader wonderful ♥
June 25 at 9:50pm · Like ·
Marc Di Saverio perfect
June 25 at 10:10pm · Like ·
Anne O'Neil another little gem :) - thx John
June 25 at 10:36pm · Like ·
Peggy Johnson cool one!
June 25 at 10:38pm · Like ·
James Hannan Kurdish poem "Do not hate the stone because it does not move nor dismiss the water because it flows." Soy como soy/I am as I am.
June 25 at 11:34pm · Like ·
Howard Robertson Nice. I like it.
Saturday at 3:43am · Like ·
John Potts
hello little stone!
are you discrete
in lichen?
— jp
http://tinyurl.com/10rules0
Saturday at 7:02pm · Like ·
i the only stone
that moves
June 25 at 9:48pm · Comment · Like
Miyuki Takada, Gina Oceguera, Mike Keville and 16 others like this.
Mumtaz Kader wonderful ♥
June 25 at 9:50pm · Like ·
Marc Di Saverio perfect
June 25 at 10:10pm · Like ·
Anne O'Neil another little gem :) - thx John
June 25 at 10:36pm · Like ·
Peggy Johnson cool one!
June 25 at 10:38pm · Like ·
James Hannan Kurdish poem "Do not hate the stone because it does not move nor dismiss the water because it flows." Soy como soy/I am as I am.
June 25 at 11:34pm · Like ·
Howard Robertson Nice. I like it.
Saturday at 3:43am · Like ·
John Potts
hello little stone!
are you discrete
in lichen?
— jp
http://tinyurl.com/10rules0
Saturday at 7:02pm · Like ·
In the Shadows of the Partial Lunar Eclipse
in the shadows of the partial eclipse
a copter crash, tremor and a sultan who wants
a bridge to singapore
Saturday at 9:50pm · Comment · Like
Gillena Cox, Gina Oceguera, Stephen Woods and 7 others like this.
John Tiong Chunghoo KUALA LUMPUR: On the June 26, Malaysians will be able to observe a partial lunar eclipse starting from 7.22pm to 10.20 pm.
In general, lunar eclipse will occur when the Moon passes the Earth's shadow during full Moon said the National Space Agency in a statement today.
The eclipse will start at 4:57 p.m. when the Moon starts to pass the penumbral...
See More
Saturday at 9:51pm · Like ·
Carole Ann Borges Nice!
John Tiong Chunghoo today's tragic news
american killed in copter crash in Sarawak
http://www.nst.com.my/nst/articles/ChoppercrashesinSarawakjungle_killingpilot/Article/...
See More
Saturday at 9:57pm · Like ·
Carole Ann Borges One world, too much tragedy lately.
Saturday at 10:00pm · Like ·
Nhut Nakata Sorry to hear about the tragedy!
Saturday at 10:04pm · Like ·
Lorraine Margueritte Gasrel Black I got up to watch it as the moon was setting but the sky was cloudy.The full moon is in capricorn so according to astrological forecasts we can expect more earthly activities.
Saturday at 10:14pm · Like ·
ernadette Myers one world so much tragedy the lonly tears
Saturday at 10:44pm · Like ·
John Tiong Chunghoo haiku
partial lunar eclipse
from the fully lit temple
reverberating prayers
Saturday at 11:22pm · Like ·
Madeleine Ann Eugenie McMahon J- At once 'real' and 'surreal'! You reached ME!
Sunday at 12:19am · Like ·
Anne O'Neil Love the emerging haiku from the shadows of the partial eclipse to the reverberating prayers
Sunday at 1:15am · Like ·
James Hannan "I have sought you in the light of the stars; but you are ecliptic; and I see only the shadow part"
Sunday at 1:59am · Like ·
Anne O'Neil Illuminating
& revealing shadow
both are true
Sunday at 2:16am · Like ·
James Hannan I am yin, you are yang
Or perhaps you are yin
It seems we are neither
Sunday at 5:34am · Like ·
John Potts Get a grip, James, or, rather, not.
— jp
http://tinyurl.com/10rules0
Sunday at 8:11am · Like ·
Robert D. Wilson trimming it a bit, John, i found this cool tanka
partial
eclipse, a copter crash,
tremors . . . ...
See More
Sunday at 12:07pm · Like ·
John Potts
be careful little dragonfly
the moon is full
tonight
— jp
http://tinyurl.com/10rules0
Sunday at 5:31pm · Like ·
James Hannan Firefly not dragonfly
Sunday at 8:20pm via Email Reply · Like ·
John Potts
NEO-HAIBUN
"It was during a sunny yesterday, here in rainy England, and a little blue dragonfly was skimming the water beside where we were having a picnic (with strawberries!). I knew there was a full moon that evening and so advised this beautiful creature to be wary of where it might choose to bivouac, come twilight; and this for fear of predation by nocturnal hunters. Also (as my daughter shook her head at my antics,) to not be fooled into thinking it was day in the brightness of any moonlit pond. However, a dragonfly nipping out of bed for a quick midnight snack in such a setting is, clearly, a beguiling image."
/
be careful little dragonfly
the moon is full
tonight
— jp
http://starturl.com/HaikuCrossroads
Sunday at 9:12pm · Like ·
James Hannan I understand. Yes, a beguiling image.
Sunday at 9:14pm via Email Reply · Like ·
John Potts Fairy snuff, James. A true haiku. A real event. SHASEI. Thing is, dude, you need to DEEPEN into a haiku. Give your robot a chance to switch off so your right brain can kick in with some primary visual thought. Jumpin' the gun is not the way to respond to a haiku. Especially a world beater like this one! No worries though, we all had to learn that, right Matsuo?
— jp
http://tinyurl.com/10rules0
Sunday at 9:35pm · Like ·
a copter crash, tremor and a sultan who wants
a bridge to singapore
Saturday at 9:50pm · Comment · Like
Gillena Cox, Gina Oceguera, Stephen Woods and 7 others like this.
John Tiong Chunghoo KUALA LUMPUR: On the June 26, Malaysians will be able to observe a partial lunar eclipse starting from 7.22pm to 10.20 pm.
In general, lunar eclipse will occur when the Moon passes the Earth's shadow during full Moon said the National Space Agency in a statement today.
The eclipse will start at 4:57 p.m. when the Moon starts to pass the penumbral...
See More
Saturday at 9:51pm · Like ·
Carole Ann Borges Nice!
John Tiong Chunghoo today's tragic news
american killed in copter crash in Sarawak
http://www.nst.com.my/nst/articles/ChoppercrashesinSarawakjungle_killingpilot/Article/...
See More
Saturday at 9:57pm · Like ·
Carole Ann Borges One world, too much tragedy lately.
Saturday at 10:00pm · Like ·
Nhut Nakata Sorry to hear about the tragedy!
Saturday at 10:04pm · Like ·
Lorraine Margueritte Gasrel Black I got up to watch it as the moon was setting but the sky was cloudy.The full moon is in capricorn so according to astrological forecasts we can expect more earthly activities.
Saturday at 10:14pm · Like ·
ernadette Myers one world so much tragedy the lonly tears
Saturday at 10:44pm · Like ·
John Tiong Chunghoo haiku
partial lunar eclipse
from the fully lit temple
reverberating prayers
Saturday at 11:22pm · Like ·
Madeleine Ann Eugenie McMahon J- At once 'real' and 'surreal'! You reached ME!
Sunday at 12:19am · Like ·
Anne O'Neil Love the emerging haiku from the shadows of the partial eclipse to the reverberating prayers
Sunday at 1:15am · Like ·
James Hannan "I have sought you in the light of the stars; but you are ecliptic; and I see only the shadow part"
Sunday at 1:59am · Like ·
Anne O'Neil Illuminating
& revealing shadow
both are true
Sunday at 2:16am · Like ·
James Hannan I am yin, you are yang
Or perhaps you are yin
It seems we are neither
Sunday at 5:34am · Like ·
John Potts Get a grip, James, or, rather, not.
— jp
http://tinyurl.com/10rules0
Sunday at 8:11am · Like ·
Robert D. Wilson trimming it a bit, John, i found this cool tanka
partial
eclipse, a copter crash,
tremors . . . ...
See More
Sunday at 12:07pm · Like ·
John Potts
be careful little dragonfly
the moon is full
tonight
— jp
http://tinyurl.com/10rules0
Sunday at 5:31pm · Like ·
James Hannan Firefly not dragonfly
Sunday at 8:20pm via Email Reply · Like ·
John Potts
NEO-HAIBUN
"It was during a sunny yesterday, here in rainy England, and a little blue dragonfly was skimming the water beside where we were having a picnic (with strawberries!). I knew there was a full moon that evening and so advised this beautiful creature to be wary of where it might choose to bivouac, come twilight; and this for fear of predation by nocturnal hunters. Also (as my daughter shook her head at my antics,) to not be fooled into thinking it was day in the brightness of any moonlit pond. However, a dragonfly nipping out of bed for a quick midnight snack in such a setting is, clearly, a beguiling image."
/
be careful little dragonfly
the moon is full
tonight
— jp
http://starturl.com/HaikuCrossroads
Sunday at 9:12pm · Like ·
James Hannan I understand. Yes, a beguiling image.
Sunday at 9:14pm via Email Reply · Like ·
John Potts Fairy snuff, James. A true haiku. A real event. SHASEI. Thing is, dude, you need to DEEPEN into a haiku. Give your robot a chance to switch off so your right brain can kick in with some primary visual thought. Jumpin' the gun is not the way to respond to a haiku. Especially a world beater like this one! No worries though, we all had to learn that, right Matsuo?
— jp
http://tinyurl.com/10rules0
Sunday at 9:35pm · Like ·
Haiku - Symmetry of the Shells
spiralling symmetry of the shells
against my ears
a sea of symphony
Yesterday at 1:50am · Comment · Like
Gina Oceguera, Sridevi Datta, Angela Ling and 17 others like this.
Muhammad Rafique Farooqi my walk on seashore
Yesterday at 1:56am · Like ·
Christine Michael That's very well written... [via Celcom SMS]
Yesterday at 2:30am · Like ·
Dianna Crowley Adams One of the best of the best, John!
Yesterday at 2:44am · Like ·
Pamela Busch Beautiful word picture!!
Yesterday at 3:55am · Like ·
against my ears
a sea of symphony
Yesterday at 1:50am · Comment · Like
Gina Oceguera, Sridevi Datta, Angela Ling and 17 others like this.
Muhammad Rafique Farooqi my walk on seashore
Yesterday at 1:56am · Like ·
Christine Michael That's very well written... [via Celcom SMS]
Yesterday at 2:30am · Like ·
Dianna Crowley Adams One of the best of the best, John!
Yesterday at 2:44am · Like ·
Pamela Busch Beautiful word picture!!
Yesterday at 3:55am · Like ·
Ariel Peter Pan is so Hot
eeeeeeeeeeeeeeee Ariel, so hot.
Yesterday at 4:51am · Comment · Like
Gina Oceguera and Mike Keville like this.
John Tiong Chunghoo Ariel's song:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fLUjCTR1avQ&feature=PlayList&p=2F23184873F8BD9B&playnext_from=PL&playnext=1
Yesterday at 5:02am · Like · 1 person ·
James Hannan At first I thought somehow that this referred to Ariel the sprite in Shakespeare's The Tempest. But after I listened to the song, I realized it was not. Peterpan huh, the boy who always is a boy! Also I Googled him and see that there is quite a sex scandal involving him. With the Internet nothing is secret and nothing is sacred.
Yesterday at 7:54am · Like ·
Christa Sihombing so hot....
Yesterday at 8:14am · Like ·
Gert Sønderby The internet regards secret as an invitation to dig - sacred as a malfunction to be ignored. This is by design.
9 hours ago · Like ·
James Hannan Ah yes, by design. But by whose design? The Internet creators. The Internet
users.
Humans in general. Specific kind of humans. Or other kinds -muckrakers, buckmakers - which can easily be named. Perhaps as we say all of the above.
3 hours ago via Email Reply · Like ·
Gert Sønderby The internet was originally created by DARPA - one of the US Dept. of Defense's research sections. It was intended to survive a nuclear holocaust and serve as a command and control network for the US military 'after the bomb'. As such, it is all but unkillable.
The attitude to secrets and holy cows and censorship - that's emergent behaviour. And a fine bonus, too, I feel.
James Hannan Thanks but yes, I know that. As a matter of fact I and much of my family worked or work with the DoD. Military & paramilitary & Intelligence
Community . ARPA - Advanced Research Projects Agency. D = Defense. DoD = Dept of Defense.
2 hours ago via Email Reply · Like ·
Robert D. Wilson Remember, artificial intelligence is already being accomplished. Someday in the future, computers will be able to think and reason.
And exceed the intelligence of humankind, BUT not infallible. In the wrong hands, we could be hosed:: our identities, bank accounts, personal information erased, altered, and for what purpose. That is the scary part. W Science has to be careful. What good came from the inventing of atomic weapons?
2 hours ago · Like ·
John Tiong Chunghoo between the computer that is controlled by us and a computer that can think and act on its own is just a "button". my friend, that is very real. wonder who would be the first to fix that "button".
2 hours ago · Like ·
Lorraine Margueritte Gasrel Black Well look on the bright side if computors become intelligent enough they could go to work for us and bring home the bacon..samething with robots
2 hours ago · Like ·
John Tiong Chunghoo what if they decide otherwise...Lorraine....dont forget they think on their own...divorced from our influences.
2 hours ago · Like ·
John Tiong Chunghoo it is same like God giving us all the free will.
2 hours ago · Like ·
Lorraine Margueritte Gasrel Black Their only as good as the informantion implanted.It's the same way with us.
2 hours ago · Like ·
John Tiong Chunghoo yes of course....
John Tiong Chunghoo yes of course....like they can wage a war with us.
2 hours ago · Like ·
Gert Sønderby Re. good from atomic weapons: Atomic energy. A mostly-clean source of power that stems from the same processes first used to blow shit up. It's part of a solid strategy for solving the energy conundrum we face today: How to wean ourselves of oil. The answer clearly is not to get hooked on uranium - that will eventually run out as well - but to use it to get free of oil so that we can develop the other sources: Solar, hydro, wind, and fusion.
Once fusion arrives (call it 2040 or so) our energy woes are mostly done with. Hydrogen will never be in short supply, and as long as there is hydrogen, fusion will provide power no matter where we are.
Perhaps even enough power to make some of the more outlandish plans for saving the climate work - not that the -climate- needs help, in and of itrself - but we do, elsewise the climate will mess us up. :-)
2 hours ago · Like ·
James Hannan AI is much more difficult than the sci-fi writers suggest. I worked at
the Harvard Computing Center on Automatic Translation of Russian to English. Sounded rather straightforward at the begnning. But not so. Then when I
was with the government and later as a contractor I was also involved in related endeavors. Of course the Intelligence community has probably progressed much further but since so many of my family are "in it" I rather doubt it. Further of course but "much" - ???
2 hours ago via Email Reply · Like ·
Lorraine Margueritte Gasrel Black That would be something now wouldn't it.I think my computor is out to get me because it acts irraticly and aggravates me to no end..I'm waiting for the day when ''we" go a few rounds and then it pops off with" I'm just playing with your head' I hope it doesn't get that idea..I guess I had better come up with a name for and its companion"Mouse" hahaha!!!
2 hours ago · Like ·
John Tiong Chunghoo My friend, we are still far from it. Your computer is nothing but still just a toy.
2 hours ago · Like ·
Lorraine Margueritte Gasrel Black But it knows how to tick me off!!!!
2 hours ago · Like ·
John Tiong Chunghoo hahaha that's why it is just a toy.
2 hours ago · Like ·
James Hannan There is a greedy saying in the business world: "Whoever has the most toys
at the end wins". Toys are undefined and the end is unspecified.
2 hours ago via Email Reply · Like ·
John Tiong Chunghoo James you did not get the point. sorry.
2 hours ago · Like ·
Lorraine Margueritte Gasrel Black Tinkebell was the name of the fairy in Disney's PETER PAN.Ariel was the name of the mermaid in Disney's LITTLE MERMAID.
2 hours ago · Like ·
John Tiong Chunghoo Ariel is the boy in the Indonesian pop group Peterpan whose overidding libido everybody in the Malay Archipelago can drool over through one touch of their little handphone.
2 hours ago · Like ·
James Hannan Yes - I found that out after I listened to the video and then Googled him. Peterpan huh?
I wish him good luck. Or maybe I don't.
2 hours ago via Email Reply · Like ·
James Hannan Thanks. I am very familiar with Peter Pan in all its incarnations and even more so with
The Tempest seeing myself as Prospero.
2 hours ago via Email Reply · Like ·
James Hannan Tinker Bell is also the ISP address of one of my best friends - not on
FB.
2 hours ago via Email Reply · Like ·
Lorraine Margueritte Gasrel Black I never heard of this version.The poet Percy Byshe Shelly was nicknamed Ariel.When it comes to information on the internet: Knowledge is power and wisdom developes from knowledge and experience.As James toy reference implies using a well known quote I might add that it isn't the amount of the toys someone has but its how these toys are used.I like the internet because of its wide range of knowledge on the information highway but my little toy computor better start behaving and cooperating with me or its going to go flying out the window followed by the mouse with its wireless tail tucked behind it.Is there such a thing as computorcide?
2 hours ago · Like ·
John Tiong Chunghoo Lorraine you sure are a "great computer" with all our inbuilt humour.
2 hours ago · Like ·
James Hannan Hmmm. I know what the Malay Archipelago is. I know what/who Ariel is in
The Tempest. I saw the video. I know that this Ariel is the lead singer of the group Peterpan. I am very familiar with Peter Pan the book and movie. I know about the sex video. And one touch of the hand. Is that it? Perhaps.
Can you explain it perhaps in guarded terms. Perhaps a word game!!! Maybe I
did get it? Maybe I should find the video online!Maybe....
about an hour ago via Email Reply · Like ·
John Tiong Chunghoo http://www.radioaustralianews.net.au/stories/201006/2931026.htm?desktop
about an hour ago · Like ·
Robert D. Wilson The future is beyond comprehension. The time will come when labor will be done by robotics and those who previously served as laborers will become unvalued and useless, forced into a form of exploitation to eat, etc. The computers will eventually be buttonless, self sufficient, virus unable to stop. We created atomic power and it's waste lasts for centuries. Pray that they don't pull the button on us. Or, if the educated and rich can control computers and have no need to work, they will atrophy and become jabbabthe huts having no need for appendages, travel, etc.
56 minutes ago via Email Reply · Like ·
James Hannan "...one touch...of their little.." I guess that is it. I saw and heard him.
As Prospero I prefer the sprite Ariel in the Tempest but still I enjoyed
it a lot and I must see the sex tapes. Well, not must but I may.
48 minutes ago via Email Reply · Like ·
Lorraine Margueritte Gasrel Black Robert,if the 2012 prophecies come true we won't have to worry about the future.
45 minutes ago · Like ·
Lorraine Margueritte Gasrel Black John when it comes to celebrity behavior bad behavior sells copies.And keeps them in the public eye.I just read the article.The fact that it was an Islamic group that imposed the anti--pornographic laws based on their religious views--well doesn't that say something to you??Michael Jackson,Marilyn Monroe and various other well known personalities were no saints..there are scandals all the time..look at Tiger Woods recently, but to imprison these young people just because they feel their youthful urges doesn't make them bad..just makes them normal human beings.I'm very open minded and understanding but the authorities can just pull the video off the internet and TV.It's too bad that freedom of expression and pursuit of one's happiness isn't allowed by their strict rules imposed on others.Are Ariel and his girlfriend Moslem??What is taboo for one religious group is generally allowable for other people.The saying goes: Different strokes for different folks.This is where conflicts begin and I see this one becoming a moral and political hot potatoe.Maybe Ariel and his girlfriend should apply for political asylum and come to the US.
28 minutes ago · Like ·
John Tiong Chunghoo Lorraine, Indonesia is the world largest muslim country and aerial and his fling are both very muslim.
10 minutes ago · Like ·
20 minutes ago · Like ·
Lorraine Margueritte Gasrel Black Well I just looked up the scandal on line.WHOEVER downloaded the video is in violation of privacy and had no right what so ever to invade these young peoples' bed room.Moslems are allowed 4 wives if they can support them.Sex isn't illegal...if it wasn't for carnal knowledge most life forms wouldn't be in existence.It's the Yin and Yang of the universe..opposites that complete .As long as they are consenting adults then their private business should stay behind closed doors.The only time sex is illegal if it's child pornagraphy or a case of rape.
4 minutes ago · Like ·
Yesterday at 4:51am · Comment · Like
Gina Oceguera and Mike Keville like this.
John Tiong Chunghoo Ariel's song:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fLUjCTR1avQ&feature=PlayList&p=2F23184873F8BD9B&playnext_from=PL&playnext=1
Yesterday at 5:02am · Like · 1 person ·
James Hannan At first I thought somehow that this referred to Ariel the sprite in Shakespeare's The Tempest. But after I listened to the song, I realized it was not. Peterpan huh, the boy who always is a boy! Also I Googled him and see that there is quite a sex scandal involving him. With the Internet nothing is secret and nothing is sacred.
Yesterday at 7:54am · Like ·
Christa Sihombing so hot....
Yesterday at 8:14am · Like ·
Gert Sønderby The internet regards secret as an invitation to dig - sacred as a malfunction to be ignored. This is by design.
9 hours ago · Like ·
James Hannan Ah yes, by design. But by whose design? The Internet creators. The Internet
users.
Humans in general. Specific kind of humans. Or other kinds -muckrakers, buckmakers - which can easily be named. Perhaps as we say all of the above.
3 hours ago via Email Reply · Like ·
Gert Sønderby The internet was originally created by DARPA - one of the US Dept. of Defense's research sections. It was intended to survive a nuclear holocaust and serve as a command and control network for the US military 'after the bomb'. As such, it is all but unkillable.
The attitude to secrets and holy cows and censorship - that's emergent behaviour. And a fine bonus, too, I feel.
James Hannan Thanks but yes, I know that. As a matter of fact I and much of my family worked or work with the DoD. Military & paramilitary & Intelligence
Community . ARPA - Advanced Research Projects Agency. D = Defense. DoD = Dept of Defense.
2 hours ago via Email Reply · Like ·
Robert D. Wilson Remember, artificial intelligence is already being accomplished. Someday in the future, computers will be able to think and reason.
And exceed the intelligence of humankind, BUT not infallible. In the wrong hands, we could be hosed:: our identities, bank accounts, personal information erased, altered, and for what purpose. That is the scary part. W Science has to be careful. What good came from the inventing of atomic weapons?
2 hours ago · Like ·
John Tiong Chunghoo between the computer that is controlled by us and a computer that can think and act on its own is just a "button". my friend, that is very real. wonder who would be the first to fix that "button".
2 hours ago · Like ·
Lorraine Margueritte Gasrel Black Well look on the bright side if computors become intelligent enough they could go to work for us and bring home the bacon..samething with robots
2 hours ago · Like ·
John Tiong Chunghoo what if they decide otherwise...Lorraine....dont forget they think on their own...divorced from our influences.
2 hours ago · Like ·
John Tiong Chunghoo it is same like God giving us all the free will.
2 hours ago · Like ·
Lorraine Margueritte Gasrel Black Their only as good as the informantion implanted.It's the same way with us.
2 hours ago · Like ·
John Tiong Chunghoo yes of course....
John Tiong Chunghoo yes of course....like they can wage a war with us.
2 hours ago · Like ·
Gert Sønderby Re. good from atomic weapons: Atomic energy. A mostly-clean source of power that stems from the same processes first used to blow shit up. It's part of a solid strategy for solving the energy conundrum we face today: How to wean ourselves of oil. The answer clearly is not to get hooked on uranium - that will eventually run out as well - but to use it to get free of oil so that we can develop the other sources: Solar, hydro, wind, and fusion.
Once fusion arrives (call it 2040 or so) our energy woes are mostly done with. Hydrogen will never be in short supply, and as long as there is hydrogen, fusion will provide power no matter where we are.
Perhaps even enough power to make some of the more outlandish plans for saving the climate work - not that the -climate- needs help, in and of itrself - but we do, elsewise the climate will mess us up. :-)
2 hours ago · Like ·
James Hannan AI is much more difficult than the sci-fi writers suggest. I worked at
the Harvard Computing Center on Automatic Translation of Russian to English. Sounded rather straightforward at the begnning. But not so. Then when I
was with the government and later as a contractor I was also involved in related endeavors. Of course the Intelligence community has probably progressed much further but since so many of my family are "in it" I rather doubt it. Further of course but "much" - ???
2 hours ago via Email Reply · Like ·
Lorraine Margueritte Gasrel Black That would be something now wouldn't it.I think my computor is out to get me because it acts irraticly and aggravates me to no end..I'm waiting for the day when ''we" go a few rounds and then it pops off with" I'm just playing with your head' I hope it doesn't get that idea..I guess I had better come up with a name for and its companion"Mouse" hahaha!!!
2 hours ago · Like ·
John Tiong Chunghoo My friend, we are still far from it. Your computer is nothing but still just a toy.
2 hours ago · Like ·
Lorraine Margueritte Gasrel Black But it knows how to tick me off!!!!
2 hours ago · Like ·
John Tiong Chunghoo hahaha that's why it is just a toy.
2 hours ago · Like ·
James Hannan There is a greedy saying in the business world: "Whoever has the most toys
at the end wins". Toys are undefined and the end is unspecified.
2 hours ago via Email Reply · Like ·
John Tiong Chunghoo James you did not get the point. sorry.
2 hours ago · Like ·
Lorraine Margueritte Gasrel Black Tinkebell was the name of the fairy in Disney's PETER PAN.Ariel was the name of the mermaid in Disney's LITTLE MERMAID.
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John Tiong Chunghoo Ariel is the boy in the Indonesian pop group Peterpan whose overidding libido everybody in the Malay Archipelago can drool over through one touch of their little handphone.
2 hours ago · Like ·
James Hannan Yes - I found that out after I listened to the video and then Googled him. Peterpan huh?
I wish him good luck. Or maybe I don't.
2 hours ago via Email Reply · Like ·
James Hannan Thanks. I am very familiar with Peter Pan in all its incarnations and even more so with
The Tempest seeing myself as Prospero.
2 hours ago via Email Reply · Like ·
James Hannan Tinker Bell is also the ISP address of one of my best friends - not on
FB.
2 hours ago via Email Reply · Like ·
Lorraine Margueritte Gasrel Black I never heard of this version.The poet Percy Byshe Shelly was nicknamed Ariel.When it comes to information on the internet: Knowledge is power and wisdom developes from knowledge and experience.As James toy reference implies using a well known quote I might add that it isn't the amount of the toys someone has but its how these toys are used.I like the internet because of its wide range of knowledge on the information highway but my little toy computor better start behaving and cooperating with me or its going to go flying out the window followed by the mouse with its wireless tail tucked behind it.Is there such a thing as computorcide?
2 hours ago · Like ·
John Tiong Chunghoo Lorraine you sure are a "great computer" with all our inbuilt humour.
2 hours ago · Like ·
James Hannan Hmmm. I know what the Malay Archipelago is. I know what/who Ariel is in
The Tempest. I saw the video. I know that this Ariel is the lead singer of the group Peterpan. I am very familiar with Peter Pan the book and movie. I know about the sex video. And one touch of the hand. Is that it? Perhaps.
Can you explain it perhaps in guarded terms. Perhaps a word game!!! Maybe I
did get it? Maybe I should find the video online!Maybe....
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John Tiong Chunghoo http://www.radioaustralianews.net.au/stories/201006/2931026.htm?desktop
about an hour ago · Like ·
Robert D. Wilson The future is beyond comprehension. The time will come when labor will be done by robotics and those who previously served as laborers will become unvalued and useless, forced into a form of exploitation to eat, etc. The computers will eventually be buttonless, self sufficient, virus unable to stop. We created atomic power and it's waste lasts for centuries. Pray that they don't pull the button on us. Or, if the educated and rich can control computers and have no need to work, they will atrophy and become jabbabthe huts having no need for appendages, travel, etc.
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James Hannan "...one touch...of their little.." I guess that is it. I saw and heard him.
As Prospero I prefer the sprite Ariel in the Tempest but still I enjoyed
it a lot and I must see the sex tapes. Well, not must but I may.
48 minutes ago via Email Reply · Like ·
Lorraine Margueritte Gasrel Black Robert,if the 2012 prophecies come true we won't have to worry about the future.
45 minutes ago · Like ·
Lorraine Margueritte Gasrel Black John when it comes to celebrity behavior bad behavior sells copies.And keeps them in the public eye.I just read the article.The fact that it was an Islamic group that imposed the anti--pornographic laws based on their religious views--well doesn't that say something to you??Michael Jackson,Marilyn Monroe and various other well known personalities were no saints..there are scandals all the time..look at Tiger Woods recently, but to imprison these young people just because they feel their youthful urges doesn't make them bad..just makes them normal human beings.I'm very open minded and understanding but the authorities can just pull the video off the internet and TV.It's too bad that freedom of expression and pursuit of one's happiness isn't allowed by their strict rules imposed on others.Are Ariel and his girlfriend Moslem??What is taboo for one religious group is generally allowable for other people.The saying goes: Different strokes for different folks.This is where conflicts begin and I see this one becoming a moral and political hot potatoe.Maybe Ariel and his girlfriend should apply for political asylum and come to the US.
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John Tiong Chunghoo Lorraine, Indonesia is the world largest muslim country and aerial and his fling are both very muslim.
10 minutes ago · Like ·
20 minutes ago · Like ·
Lorraine Margueritte Gasrel Black Well I just looked up the scandal on line.WHOEVER downloaded the video is in violation of privacy and had no right what so ever to invade these young peoples' bed room.Moslems are allowed 4 wives if they can support them.Sex isn't illegal...if it wasn't for carnal knowledge most life forms wouldn't be in existence.It's the Yin and Yang of the universe..opposites that complete .As long as they are consenting adults then their private business should stay behind closed doors.The only time sex is illegal if it's child pornagraphy or a case of rape.
4 minutes ago · Like ·
Why company fails
Many companies flounder because they spend too much time talking about their own weaknesses rather than their strenghts. They forget that stressing on strengths will eventually rub out weaknesses because strengths inspire confidence and confidence in any undertaking works miracles.
2 hours ago ·
Comment · Like
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Amir Hafizi Well said, John Tiong!
2 hours ago · Like ·
John Tiong Chunghoo A few who work in an environment where the blind is leading the blind discovered they have a lot to gain from talking about other people's weaknesses, so day in and day out they capitalise on that until everythng goes down the drain including their own career.
2 hours ago · Like ·
Jo Ann Massey Miller So very true... I also feel that often the leadership in companies fail to talk to the people that actually do the work....and therefore make uninformed decisions..
2 hours ago · Like ·
John Tiong Chunghoo The truth is most of them are taken for a ride... if you know what i mean.
2 hours ago · Like ·
Marc Di Saverio I tend to agree John
hn Tiong Chunghoo i am seldom wrong in my observation.
about an hour ago · Like ·
Jerome Thompson Courage begets strength, fear begets weakness.Ultimately courage begets SUCCESS, fear begets FAILURE.
about an hour ago · Like ·
James Hannan "The coward dies a thousand deaths, the brave one only suffers death but once." Shakespeare
15 minutes ago · Like ·
John Tiong Chunghoo sorry it should be flounder instead of flaunder
10 minutes ago · Like ·
2 hours ago ·
Comment · Like
Sunah Mogasoa, Angela Ling, Peggy Johnson and 6 others like this.
Amir Hafizi Well said, John Tiong!
2 hours ago · Like ·
John Tiong Chunghoo A few who work in an environment where the blind is leading the blind discovered they have a lot to gain from talking about other people's weaknesses, so day in and day out they capitalise on that until everythng goes down the drain including their own career.
2 hours ago · Like ·
Jo Ann Massey Miller So very true... I also feel that often the leadership in companies fail to talk to the people that actually do the work....and therefore make uninformed decisions..
2 hours ago · Like ·
John Tiong Chunghoo The truth is most of them are taken for a ride... if you know what i mean.
2 hours ago · Like ·
Marc Di Saverio I tend to agree John
hn Tiong Chunghoo i am seldom wrong in my observation.
about an hour ago · Like ·
Jerome Thompson Courage begets strength, fear begets weakness.Ultimately courage begets SUCCESS, fear begets FAILURE.
about an hour ago · Like ·
James Hannan "The coward dies a thousand deaths, the brave one only suffers death but once." Shakespeare
15 minutes ago · Like ·
John Tiong Chunghoo sorry it should be flounder instead of flaunder
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Friday, June 25, 2010
Obama's haiku
10,000th road project
the president's handshake warms up
the way to our recovery
respect your papa
president with runaway papa
tells Americans
the president's handshake warms up
the way to our recovery
respect your papa
president with runaway papa
tells Americans
Haiku on Michelangelo's Sculptures
Lorenzo de Medici tomb
frivolous as life
the nake carvings
Lorenzo de Medici tomb
cold and quiet as stone
the man in thought
Michelangelo's Moses
every inch the marbles shine
bright as commandments
Pope Julius II
Michelango's genius
carved in rocks...
dead christ on mary's lap
heavy
the world's sins.
michelangelo's naked boy
real as his
virility
Michelangelo's Mother and Child
heavy on the lap
the way of God
Michelangelo's David
pride weighs heavy
on the shoulders
Michelangelo's cross carrying Christ
a trophy
in his hands
Michelangelo's Angel with Candlestick
lighting it up
for the good new
auguste rodin's pense
eyes clothed with
tenderness of the face
frivolous as life
the nake carvings
Lorenzo de Medici tomb
cold and quiet as stone
the man in thought
Michelangelo's Moses
every inch the marbles shine
bright as commandments
Pope Julius II
Michelango's genius
carved in rocks...
dead christ on mary's lap
heavy
the world's sins.
michelangelo's naked boy
real as his
virility
Michelangelo's Mother and Child
heavy on the lap
the way of God
Michelangelo's David
pride weighs heavy
on the shoulders
Michelangelo's cross carrying Christ
a trophy
in his hands
Michelangelo's Angel with Candlestick
lighting it up
for the good new
auguste rodin's pense
eyes clothed with
tenderness of the face
Haiku written last week
zen garden
i the only stone
that moves
between North
and South Korea
a river of tears
why are we still around after so long?
because one minute of God's
is a zillion of ours
why cant man see God?
because he cannot survive a zillionth
of his second
Pride Month
looking at everybody
in the eyes when talking...
rustic mill
the sound of water and
clothes washing
longest day
celebrating it with Fifa
football matches...
michelangelo's naked boy
as real as his own
virility
Michelangelo's rebellious slave
in the stone
he is cast
Michelangelo's rebellious slave
from the stone
his longing for freedom
Michelangelo's Saint Paul
one small step
in the direction of Christ
Michelangelo's Saint Peter
even from the stone
the softness of his look
Giuliano de Medici tomb
a disciplinarian of a million
other things
Giuliano de Medici tomb
a disciplinarian hard
as stones
i the only stone
that moves
between North
and South Korea
a river of tears
why are we still around after so long?
because one minute of God's
is a zillion of ours
why cant man see God?
because he cannot survive a zillionth
of his second
Pride Month
looking at everybody
in the eyes when talking...
rustic mill
the sound of water and
clothes washing
longest day
celebrating it with Fifa
football matches...
michelangelo's naked boy
as real as his own
virility
Michelangelo's rebellious slave
in the stone
he is cast
Michelangelo's rebellious slave
from the stone
his longing for freedom
Michelangelo's Saint Paul
one small step
in the direction of Christ
Michelangelo's Saint Peter
even from the stone
the softness of his look
Giuliano de Medici tomb
a disciplinarian of a million
other things
Giuliano de Medici tomb
a disciplinarian hard
as stones
Tuesday, June 22, 2010
Pudu Jail Haiku
Pudu Jail
as the wall crumbles
my lips ramble "et tu brute"
8 hours ago · Comment · Like
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John Tiong Chunghoo The oldest prison in Malaysia torn down last night:
http://www.nst.com.my/nst/articles//Prisonbeyondredemption/Article/
8 hours ago · Like ·
Gina Oceguera wow more than 100 years!!!interesting......
7 hours ago · Like ·
Gurcharan Singh Anand woh all dungens should be raised good.....
7 hours ago · Like · 1 person ·
as the wall crumbles
my lips ramble "et tu brute"
8 hours ago · Comment · Like
Michael Stevens, Madeleine Ann Eugenie McMahon, Frankie Lau and 8 others like this.
John Tiong Chunghoo The oldest prison in Malaysia torn down last night:
http://www.nst.com.my/nst/articles//Prisonbeyondredemption/Article/
8 hours ago · Like ·
Gina Oceguera wow more than 100 years!!!interesting......
7 hours ago · Like ·
Gurcharan Singh Anand woh all dungens should be raised good.....
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Monday, June 21, 2010
Haiku - Man the Real Alien
the real aliens
on earth
us
...
Yesterday at 11:28am · Comment ·LikeUnlikeSharifah Aini, Bao Nguyen, Frankie Lau and 22 others like this.
Arnie Tahir hmmm ...just got 2 agree...:)
Yesterday at 11:30am ·
James Lee Jobe Well said, John.
Yesterday at 11:33am ·
Elizabeth Patrick Large statement to accomplish with six simple words.....excellent, John!
Yesterday at 11:54am ·
Muhammad Rafique Farooqi it is true, .......
Yesterday at 11:54am ·
John Tiong Chunghoo many animals have been driven to extinction and now earth is begging the reckless aliens, not to do any more harm, not to suffocate her. each day her fever rises a little.
Yesterday at 12:03pm ·
Adrian J Nyaoi how very true, and very poetically put.
Yesterday at 12:12pm · LikeUnlike · Rolef von Swedenborg I would think that extinction is in the Natural order of Life...
Yesterday at 12:25pm ·
John Tiong Chunghoo Rolef, that is not something very nice to say...you know some animals were hunted until they are no more.
Yesterday at 12:31pm ·
Rolef von Swedenborg Yes of course some animals were but also cataclysmic evolution has eliminated species Humanoids included and we as a people were not responsible. That is what I meant.... Humans are not responsible for every tragedy.
Yesterday at 12:35pm ·
Madeleine Ann Eugenie McMahon I disagree. We may well be, and too frequently are our own worst enemy, we are in the chain of existence beings endowed with free will...with the capacity of discerning right and wrong. Therefore, it is with humanity that responsible stewardship belongs. Let's be responsible and make choices for all life.
Yesterday at 1:08pm ·
Adrian J Nyaoi extinction is the the natural destination of all form of life; but I would not want to blamed for speeding up the the journey
Yesterday at 1:13pm ·
James Harwood It's a far more complex issue than we think - we have destroyed the habitat in which the Giant Panda can survive, yet we insist on keeping the last few remaining pandas alive in captivity. We can try to be individually responsible, but do we REALLY have the power to stop this kind of thing?
Yesterday at 1:15pm ·
Adrian J Nyaoi Life is not an infinity. It has an ending. We as human; through our interference with nature bring that ending nearer.
11 hours ago ·
Rolef von Swedenborg What I meant is that Humans are not responsible for every life form that has gone extinct. Yes, we have done a lot of things and in the context of spiritual evolution it is something we can learn from. I do not think it is a good idea to trash Humans .. We do not need to have another extinction happening (humans)
11 hours ago ·
Muhammad Rafique Farooqi earth has its immune system i think it is working, by raising the temperature ,earth quakes tusnami, tornados, in order to eradicate infestation of human on its surface....... ultimately we are responsible for this due to our unfriendly behaviour towards Eco system........and we know earth will finally get rid of man
11 hours ago ·
Adrian J Nyaoi not all form of extinction are due to human act; many in the past were due to natural disaster. But of late human play a major role in speeding up that process. Not taking the blame is akin to hiding the head under the sand.
11 hours ago ·
Muhammad Rafique Farooqi we will disappear like dinosaurs....by any unknown method.....
11 hours ago ·
Rolef von Swedenborg We do not know what is going extinct except for the larger animals. Things are evolving also and we are finding new species at the same time. Life is wonderful, many things to learn and see.
11 hours ago ·
Maya Lyubenova it's not only about the extincted species - look what we are doing to ourselves - men to men are like aliens from different universes
11 hours ago ·
Adrian J Nyaoi For all known species we know most that are threaten; not just large mammals; The fact that new species are discovered also means that some would have been extinct before they were discovered. Life is wonderful; enjoy it well we can.
the killing between man and man just show that we are not different from other species where domination by the stronger member of the species may result in killing others who put up a fight.
11 hours ago ·
Maya Lyubenova it seems that the end of the human zoo is near: http://www.whatsonxiamen.com/tech208.html
Adrian J Nyaoi that is a bit pessimistic
Maya Lyubenova well, it depends, on the point of view :~D
11 hours ago ·
Rolef von Swedenborg Life has been around for a long, long, long, time and will be around for a long time to come ..We are just at the Kindergarten level and maybe we need to change our diaper.. :-)
11 hours ago ·
Gert Sønderby Humanity is not alien to Earth - we evolved here just as did all other species on the planet. What we are, is -different-. We can think in the abstract, build tools (and what tools!) and that makes us the only species who can truly adapt any environment to us, as opposed to adapting to it.
As a consequence, humanity as a species is causing a mass-...
extinction-event, possibly similar in magnitude to the one that ended the reign of the dinosaurs, and have been for several tens of thousands of years. Nowadays, it is reaching a crescendo, with us shifting the climate and composition of the air and sea, rather than merely hunting animal species to extinction.
We are not just the disease, however, but also the cure. Stewardship of the Earth, as in, taking active control of and protecting the resources of our planet, is a notion that is gaining traction with a lot of thinkers. The next few centuries will be crucial. We're headed for the fall of an empire - the West's dominance is coming to an end, and may do so drastically, but in so doing it may actually open the door to a new paradigm of resource use. We shall see what time tells us.
10 hours ago ·
John Potts Scientists believe life on Earth was seeded by extreme elliptical comets! These loop all over the Milky Way - transmitting organic material incubated in nova.
OUTER SPACE!
the last
pit stop...
— jp
http://starturl.com/HaikuCrossroads
9 hours ago ·
Gert Sønderby Um, no. They don't. All it took was the presence of a number of chemicals, and a lot of time, both of which were abundant back then.
This is an excellent primer on the subject: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=U6QYDdgP9eg
Primordial soup...
Fat forms a bubble of chemicals
Life is created
Also, novas generate elements that would otherwise not be present in our universe. They do not, however, generate organic material, or even comets (which are thought to form during the accretion of the solar system IIRC).
In the beginning
There was only hydrogen
Novas changed this.
Dying stars
Created all solid matter
We are star dust.
8 hours ago ·
John Potts Yes, comet elipticals, sling shots all over Creation! Do some research, check Astonomer Royal, Fred Hoyle to start with. The primordial soup has been a problem since it was first conjectured - not enough time. Think about it, one universal organism. The imminent deity.. MULTIBEING!
all around my plate
fierce crab retro-engineered
red wine tastes like rust...
— jp
http://www.facebook.com/topic.php?uid=33138223345&topic=14213
8 hours ago ·
Peggy Johnson Excellent John;
God is probably scratching his head thinking the same thing :)
7 hours ago ·
Gert Sønderby "Mainstream evolutionary biology rejects Hoyle's interpretation of statistics, and supporters of modern evolutionary theory, such as Richard Dawkins, refer to this as "Hoyle's fallacy"." - wikipedia page on Fred Hoyle*.
Hoyle was not even a biologist, but an astronomer, and a fine one indeed. But just like Dawkins can make sense about biology and ...
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spout utter nonsense about religion, so Hoyle could be a prominent astronomer without much clue about biochemistry.
To let the haiku for rest for a minute:
There once was a prominent physicist
Who did not believe the biologists.
They showed he was wrong
And that should have been all
But he keeps getting callled by creationists!
;-)
*: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fred_Hoyle#Rejection_of_chemical_evolution
7 hours ago ·
John Potts
Yes, the universe as a functional hole. How else could it be? Of course we have many other mediums of transmission of universal intel - starlight, for an obvious interseller gossip facility! Then, the smaller things . . .
/
in the primordial pond
not just ducks...
quark!
— jp
http://www.facebook.com/topic.php?uid=33138223345&topic=14213
6 hours ago ·
Pamela Busch
Fevered earth
reflects our
fevered minds
5 hours ago ·
John Potts This is why haiku!
5 hours ago ·
Kathy Earsman Quite right, John.
4 hours ago ·
Sandy Hyndman Hey love this John..and I am one of them ..Nanu Nanu..thank you so much for this posting xxxx
3 hours ago ·
Pamela Busch Fevered earth
reflects our
fevered hearts . . .
Su Huo Soon i still US to be human beings and the aliens......animals , virus and bacteria
15 hours ago · Like ·
John Potts
Feeling alienated is a common problem in the modern world. BUT. This is just a mental construct. The reality is that we're all embedded in the matrix of the tissue of the universe - and ever more shalt be thus!
/
spelunking
the moles are lively...
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14 hours ago · Like ·
Kathy Earsman Gert, I was speaking tongue-in-cheek re humans being alien. Of course we are of this Earth. Well, of this solar system anyway; the iron in our blood comes from long dead suns ... we are 'built of chemicals distilled in constellation's bowl. But yes, we are 'alien' in that we have the power to destroy life on this planet.
I talk your language, Gert, as one of the vast band of people around the world preparing for peak oil and climate change. We are also witnessing, as you say, the collapse of international economies and trade. Big trouble ahead, not in a hundred years, folks, but now.
14 hours ago · Like ·
John Potts Cheery old ʇɐq, innit?
— jp
http://starturl.com/HaikuCrossroads
14 hours ago · Like ·
Kathy Earsman 'Tis high time we grew up, and faced reality, innit?
14 hours ago · Like ·
John Potts
rabbi grebe
/
ye old lobster pot
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14 hours ago · Like ·
James Hannan One alien alone; where are my others; where is my home?
13 hours ago · Like ·
John Potts "Don't lock others out of your heart through fear and vanity - wear it on you sleeve.. NOW!" - anon
— jp
http://starturl.com/HaikuCrossroads
4 hours ago · Like ·
on earth
us
...
Yesterday at 11:28am · Comment ·LikeUnlikeSharifah Aini, Bao Nguyen, Frankie Lau and 22 others like this.
Arnie Tahir hmmm ...just got 2 agree...:)
Yesterday at 11:30am ·
James Lee Jobe Well said, John.
Yesterday at 11:33am ·
Elizabeth Patrick Large statement to accomplish with six simple words.....excellent, John!
Yesterday at 11:54am ·
Muhammad Rafique Farooqi it is true, .......
Yesterday at 11:54am ·
John Tiong Chunghoo many animals have been driven to extinction and now earth is begging the reckless aliens, not to do any more harm, not to suffocate her. each day her fever rises a little.
Yesterday at 12:03pm ·
Adrian J Nyaoi how very true, and very poetically put.
Yesterday at 12:12pm · LikeUnlike · Rolef von Swedenborg I would think that extinction is in the Natural order of Life...
Yesterday at 12:25pm ·
John Tiong Chunghoo Rolef, that is not something very nice to say...you know some animals were hunted until they are no more.
Yesterday at 12:31pm ·
Rolef von Swedenborg Yes of course some animals were but also cataclysmic evolution has eliminated species Humanoids included and we as a people were not responsible. That is what I meant.... Humans are not responsible for every tragedy.
Yesterday at 12:35pm ·
Madeleine Ann Eugenie McMahon I disagree. We may well be, and too frequently are our own worst enemy, we are in the chain of existence beings endowed with free will...with the capacity of discerning right and wrong. Therefore, it is with humanity that responsible stewardship belongs. Let's be responsible and make choices for all life.
Yesterday at 1:08pm ·
Adrian J Nyaoi extinction is the the natural destination of all form of life; but I would not want to blamed for speeding up the the journey
Yesterday at 1:13pm ·
James Harwood It's a far more complex issue than we think - we have destroyed the habitat in which the Giant Panda can survive, yet we insist on keeping the last few remaining pandas alive in captivity. We can try to be individually responsible, but do we REALLY have the power to stop this kind of thing?
Yesterday at 1:15pm ·
Adrian J Nyaoi Life is not an infinity. It has an ending. We as human; through our interference with nature bring that ending nearer.
11 hours ago ·
Rolef von Swedenborg What I meant is that Humans are not responsible for every life form that has gone extinct. Yes, we have done a lot of things and in the context of spiritual evolution it is something we can learn from. I do not think it is a good idea to trash Humans .. We do not need to have another extinction happening (humans)
11 hours ago ·
Muhammad Rafique Farooqi earth has its immune system i think it is working, by raising the temperature ,earth quakes tusnami, tornados, in order to eradicate infestation of human on its surface....... ultimately we are responsible for this due to our unfriendly behaviour towards Eco system........and we know earth will finally get rid of man
11 hours ago ·
Adrian J Nyaoi not all form of extinction are due to human act; many in the past were due to natural disaster. But of late human play a major role in speeding up that process. Not taking the blame is akin to hiding the head under the sand.
11 hours ago ·
Muhammad Rafique Farooqi we will disappear like dinosaurs....by any unknown method.....
11 hours ago ·
Rolef von Swedenborg We do not know what is going extinct except for the larger animals. Things are evolving also and we are finding new species at the same time. Life is wonderful, many things to learn and see.
11 hours ago ·
Maya Lyubenova it's not only about the extincted species - look what we are doing to ourselves - men to men are like aliens from different universes
11 hours ago ·
Adrian J Nyaoi For all known species we know most that are threaten; not just large mammals; The fact that new species are discovered also means that some would have been extinct before they were discovered. Life is wonderful; enjoy it well we can.
the killing between man and man just show that we are not different from other species where domination by the stronger member of the species may result in killing others who put up a fight.
11 hours ago ·
Maya Lyubenova it seems that the end of the human zoo is near: http://www.whatsonxiamen.com/tech208.html
Adrian J Nyaoi that is a bit pessimistic
Maya Lyubenova well, it depends, on the point of view :~D
11 hours ago ·
Rolef von Swedenborg Life has been around for a long, long, long, time and will be around for a long time to come ..We are just at the Kindergarten level and maybe we need to change our diaper.. :-)
11 hours ago ·
Gert Sønderby Humanity is not alien to Earth - we evolved here just as did all other species on the planet. What we are, is -different-. We can think in the abstract, build tools (and what tools!) and that makes us the only species who can truly adapt any environment to us, as opposed to adapting to it.
As a consequence, humanity as a species is causing a mass-...
extinction-event, possibly similar in magnitude to the one that ended the reign of the dinosaurs, and have been for several tens of thousands of years. Nowadays, it is reaching a crescendo, with us shifting the climate and composition of the air and sea, rather than merely hunting animal species to extinction.
We are not just the disease, however, but also the cure. Stewardship of the Earth, as in, taking active control of and protecting the resources of our planet, is a notion that is gaining traction with a lot of thinkers. The next few centuries will be crucial. We're headed for the fall of an empire - the West's dominance is coming to an end, and may do so drastically, but in so doing it may actually open the door to a new paradigm of resource use. We shall see what time tells us.
10 hours ago ·
John Potts Scientists believe life on Earth was seeded by extreme elliptical comets! These loop all over the Milky Way - transmitting organic material incubated in nova.
OUTER SPACE!
the last
pit stop...
— jp
http://starturl.com/HaikuCrossroads
9 hours ago ·
Gert Sønderby Um, no. They don't. All it took was the presence of a number of chemicals, and a lot of time, both of which were abundant back then.
This is an excellent primer on the subject: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=U6QYDdgP9eg
Primordial soup...
Fat forms a bubble of chemicals
Life is created
Also, novas generate elements that would otherwise not be present in our universe. They do not, however, generate organic material, or even comets (which are thought to form during the accretion of the solar system IIRC).
In the beginning
There was only hydrogen
Novas changed this.
Dying stars
Created all solid matter
We are star dust.
8 hours ago ·
John Potts Yes, comet elipticals, sling shots all over Creation! Do some research, check Astonomer Royal, Fred Hoyle to start with. The primordial soup has been a problem since it was first conjectured - not enough time. Think about it, one universal organism. The imminent deity.. MULTIBEING!
all around my plate
fierce crab retro-engineered
red wine tastes like rust...
— jp
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8 hours ago ·
Peggy Johnson Excellent John;
God is probably scratching his head thinking the same thing :)
7 hours ago ·
Gert Sønderby "Mainstream evolutionary biology rejects Hoyle's interpretation of statistics, and supporters of modern evolutionary theory, such as Richard Dawkins, refer to this as "Hoyle's fallacy"." - wikipedia page on Fred Hoyle*.
Hoyle was not even a biologist, but an astronomer, and a fine one indeed. But just like Dawkins can make sense about biology and ...
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spout utter nonsense about religion, so Hoyle could be a prominent astronomer without much clue about biochemistry.
To let the haiku for rest for a minute:
There once was a prominent physicist
Who did not believe the biologists.
They showed he was wrong
And that should have been all
But he keeps getting callled by creationists!
;-)
*: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fred_Hoyle#Rejection_of_chemical_evolution
7 hours ago ·
John Potts
Yes, the universe as a functional hole. How else could it be? Of course we have many other mediums of transmission of universal intel - starlight, for an obvious interseller gossip facility! Then, the smaller things . . .
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in the primordial pond
not just ducks...
quark!
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6 hours ago ·
Pamela Busch
Fevered earth
reflects our
fevered minds
5 hours ago ·
John Potts This is why haiku!
5 hours ago ·
Kathy Earsman Quite right, John.
4 hours ago ·
Sandy Hyndman Hey love this John..and I am one of them ..Nanu Nanu..thank you so much for this posting xxxx
3 hours ago ·
Pamela Busch Fevered earth
reflects our
fevered hearts . . .
Su Huo Soon i still US to be human beings and the aliens......animals , virus and bacteria
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John Potts
Feeling alienated is a common problem in the modern world. BUT. This is just a mental construct. The reality is that we're all embedded in the matrix of the tissue of the universe - and ever more shalt be thus!
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spelunking
the moles are lively...
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Kathy Earsman Gert, I was speaking tongue-in-cheek re humans being alien. Of course we are of this Earth. Well, of this solar system anyway; the iron in our blood comes from long dead suns ... we are 'built of chemicals distilled in constellation's bowl. But yes, we are 'alien' in that we have the power to destroy life on this planet.
I talk your language, Gert, as one of the vast band of people around the world preparing for peak oil and climate change. We are also witnessing, as you say, the collapse of international economies and trade. Big trouble ahead, not in a hundred years, folks, but now.
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John Potts Cheery old ʇɐq, innit?
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Kathy Earsman 'Tis high time we grew up, and faced reality, innit?
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John Potts
rabbi grebe
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ye old lobster pot
wove out o' wattery dreams und insect ...
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James Hannan One alien alone; where are my others; where is my home?
13 hours ago · Like ·
John Potts "Don't lock others out of your heart through fear and vanity - wear it on you sleeve.. NOW!" - anon
— jp
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