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.
Sunday, September 26, 2010
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.
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