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Saturday, June 04, 2005

wow... time sure flies...


Monday, November 08, 2004

 

   What time issit? 1523hrs.

Something happened today or rather this morning. Actually it occurred at exactly 0054. Tat'll be a time tats gonna stick to my brain cells for a long time. I witnessed an accident while at work, resulting with one fellow colleague with a dislocated left hip joint, a fractured knee, an ankle & both thumbs, a grazed chin and a swollen right cheek! Wow! try to stomach tat.. There wasn’t any blood spouting out or anything like tat. but there was just his hip-bone which protruded out his middle, outer left thigh...!Eewww! Just sickens the imagination doesn't it...?

 

   Picture-perfect its not but reality truly bites! The worker was flung out from a parabolically-moving machine at a speed of more than 4knots to a platform about 12 feet high. (knots & feet? blame the English!)  Accidents happen, yes. Preventable? Yes. Why? Due to human negligence and complacency.  Now comes the ever-human notion of finding out who's responsible, operator or worker?

 

   I say both and thus stand to be a neutral key observer of it all. My part of the job at certain occasions concerns the liaison between this two people- the crane man and the ship-traffic assistant. What i say in my 'statement' will not only greatly sway the way the finger points but how many fingers are actually pointing? Statements and interviews are the flow of events for the rest of the morning. Operations executive to senior ops execs to terminal ops manager to terminal mgr to terminal safety mgr. Tats the hierarchy which also means tat I’m such a lonely soul in a big corporated world!

 

 

  Which brings about the point of the current situ in my mind. Astrology! Hah! Bet you didn't see tat coming.. hehhehheh... How do astrology evolve itself?  How can the relative positions of planets and signs of the zodiac at a specific time be used by astrologers in inferring individual character and personality traits and in foretelling events of a person's life. I'm a person who's given up on hopes of indulging in thick zodiac books, tarot cards and even palm literacy. Those were the days I say & most of us grew out of it. Except for those occasional, time killing moments, I do flip to such a page.

My horoscope for today (8/11/04) reads:

 

  “The whole world knows when you speak the truth. You win an argument if you care enough to take it personally. Track the things that pass your hands to see where the system or fate takes them.”

 

  I cannot but feel the truth for such prose. I cannot deny tat I got a very pleasant shock after the last of the interviews were over, well at least for today, and I came upon these words dated today! At this point of time sitting in my chair, I'm still hoping tat I didn't miss out any relevant details with regard to the incident.

 

  Now, I hope all's fair and since we only move to productivity as a collective body, I pray tat lessons learnt will be tatooed to the brain and punishments slated are justified!

 

  Don't take safety for granted. Crossing roads, play, cooking whatever it may be. I’m fortunate I didn’t see someone die today. Fate becomes fated only after an action or inaction!  pEace.

 

 

musical band in my mind: Worlds Collide. (search it up if ure interested)

what: old school hardcore.

 

yeah... btw, at this very point of typing, i just enforced in  my  2 yr old nephew the art of hi-five just by adding the physical vocals of "Yeah", at the point of contact or clap. he was captivated & kept on hi-fiving for a solid 40 seconds before  diverting the ever-wandering mind to his 3 wheeler!

nIce. sMiles. pEace.


Tuesday, November 02, 2004

  while waiting fer the next berthing ship off a wharfside in Tanjong Pagar terminal. how random is random i say:

 

Vessel sailing, we're all waiting.

Containers loaded so i wished my pocket.

Before the arrival of a next ship,

sitting, staring at the sea

Yes- a very vast entity,

the salty water body.

Funny it seems though how rivers & streams flow

and clouds shed as rain,

potable but fraction of it

yet all gives life just the same!

Taste!

 If u cld,

rivers, streams, ponds or lakes.

To the sea due to gravity,

greatness of God Almight,

wierd to the tongue it may be

but Salty it is Not!

 

... then i proceeded to the life-sustaining canteen hoping tat there's Kuay teow goreng... for my pre-dawn meal... sMiles!


Thursday, October 21, 2004

What a ponderous

Moralistic ponder.

 

Create an idol, whatever idol it may be, a human though!

Singaporean, American, not cows, or statues, a human though!

A Super Celebrity, while at it

A vehicle of conformity, an idol though!

“But I’m just an artiste”, an idol though!

 

Do they just sell or do they preach as well?

Is it their passion or it became an illusion, illusioned?

Mostly believed they mean well, sure as hell.

“..none’d buy if I can’t sell..”

Disillusioned?.

 

Sending into, what they experienced

Or just penning what sounds cool.

“Hell, I’m an artiste, not a medium of conformity.”

 

Entertainment is just entertainment.

Try not to get confused with fulfillment.

 

The ever-searching-young that left home.

 

--“No one dragged me by the hair and left the key inside,

I found the gate and locked the door from its outside.”

Then again there’s the tv.

Don’t just follow the masses

But that’s the flow I’m sure.

Pick it up then

Not hook it up then

Learn a bit then

Grab a book then—

 

“Wow! He’s cool. Wow! She’s a babe.”

They look and they sound nice.

They entertain and made a side-dish

Or their bowl of rice.

 

Celebrities, some artistes

Some inspire and are sincere,

For whose cause it be, that’s up to us to desire.

Don’t blame others for what they believe in

Don’t blame others for what they kill in-

Feeling what they’re feeling,

Its just filling time in

Be in their shoes, I feel great within!

Living their drama

Having a lifestyle!

Wow!

Follow suit! Hah!

They have it in their pockets. Bah!

 

So do be careful what you feed your brain with

Songs may just be songs

But lyrics have meanings

Although people usually write of good

And half a dozen, of pain

And that what tends to be easily absorbed by the brain,

The ‘fashionable’ brain, is

The redundant good

So what else is ‘bad’.

 

Sex sells and billboards rely on it!

All the more with Mtv.

Tv- television

Mostly its just constant repetition

Nothing like ‘prime time’ to feed the soul!

 

Well I think I should end here. END!

Its up to us then, what we want to acquire!

 

 

[the writer is not against evolution, tv and media. He is just concerned about the degenerating moralistic values that one sees while at play or at work during everyday living. What these values may be is up to one to interpret. At this point of time, he is making his way into an unknown realm in search of the true meaning of debauchery! Peace. : D ]

 

 


Sunday, October 17, 2004

-trying not to be rhetoric.
-let the other feel its their idea.
-time frames.
-respect the elders.

Ignite-> past our means



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