Clearly. One is starting in Malaysia. For the better? I don't know would be the better answer, but I know if I say that, I would be lying too. Because deep down, I too desire revolution and change. I do long to see a future where I can bring up a family and hear my wife(futuristic) say I have no regrets being in this country. Its perfect for our children, it brings about great economic stability, and more prospective future than anywhere else I can imagine. And I do not need to make a presumption that that is the dream that everyone shares as well. Where will it lead to though. There are so many paradigms that we could ended up in. The question is not whether we chose these paradigms as it is up to God to give it to us. The question is what do we do with them. These below are but a few.
1.) Election is lost. Malaysia is in chaos. Does war breaks out into civil war? The people are totally angered by the handling of the election by the ruling party. It was the worse election the country has ever seen. All the peoples votes were being disregarded.
2.)Election is lost. The people are absolutely disheartened. Everyone is leaving the country. No one has hope in it anymore.
3.) Election is won. But the opposition leaders are killed! What Najib said last year reviews its true meaning! The ruling party starts a major abuse of power along side with the filthy rich by unjust means and starts a military state.
4.) Finally. Election is won. Opposition came up to form the ruling government. Malaysia expects brighter days.
Yours is the option to not chose one of the 4 outcomes. Yours is the option to make the best of it. What will you do?
Tuesday, April 30, 2013
Monday, April 29, 2013
has freedom turned us cheap?
'I come with glad tidings, of a world free from freedom.' - Loki
I have been pondering on this notion for quite awhile after observing how others handle themselves. I am trying to not reach a conclusion about how others carry themselves about, but sooner or later, one has to reach a conclusion. After all, the mind will automatically create one for us anyway to aid response to a friend or whoever.
Before freedom was given to women, by hiding themselves from society Little value was given to them by the men folks. They are regarded as items. Assessories, Not humans. I am not a vindicator of such perspectives don't get me wrong. I enjoy the notion of everyone having the freedom to chose anything and whenever. While being regarded as an item, trading them and using them was also similar. I even read in history, someone who wanted to sell his wife in an auction! However the desire to be loyal but free to chose was something that was deeply rooted in women. You don't hear of many adultery acts that you would hear of now which resulted from the freedom of choice. Then, despite freedom not being a notion that is available, though having the desire, protest against prevention of freedom also took the form of one that has dignity. (until some girls decided to strip clear themselves in public as demonstration)
I think freedom is something that has to be carefully considered. In its essence, it has a wholly individualistic notion to life. Considerations of any other persons, beings even spouses and family members becomes of neglecting matter. Especially since the notion behind freedom is release, breakaway, which then brings to mind the next big word. Rebellion.
Consider this. 2 people being wholly in love with each other. Both wanting to hang on to their freedom greatly. Not wanting to be subject to caging of the other member. How individualistic that mindset is going to affect both parties! decisions made unanimous. Instead of the notion of 2 people coming to be the union of one, now it is 2 people living separate lives without thought for each other other than the emotional notion of love. As a result, arguments like our love gone cold, testing, it doesn't work out starts to come to sound like a reasonable perspective. But the whole notion of true love originates from sacrifice which instills the idea that freedom has to be forgone, destroyed and never to be heard of again. As Shakespeare puts it, cage that i never want to come out of.
also, with freedom, comes the ability to change decisions. And too freely I must say. The ideology of responsibility in making sure ones words are simply 'yes' 'no' becomes weightless. With one being able to change his decision so easy, what then becomes of the weight that can be added to his promises. Since everything transforms into a maybe.
Freedom is good. But we don't look like man and woman of the civilised society anymore. We look like a casual group of hippies going home from a midnight dance in the club.
I have been pondering on this notion for quite awhile after observing how others handle themselves. I am trying to not reach a conclusion about how others carry themselves about, but sooner or later, one has to reach a conclusion. After all, the mind will automatically create one for us anyway to aid response to a friend or whoever.
Before freedom was given to women, by hiding themselves from society Little value was given to them by the men folks. They are regarded as items. Assessories, Not humans. I am not a vindicator of such perspectives don't get me wrong. I enjoy the notion of everyone having the freedom to chose anything and whenever. While being regarded as an item, trading them and using them was also similar. I even read in history, someone who wanted to sell his wife in an auction! However the desire to be loyal but free to chose was something that was deeply rooted in women. You don't hear of many adultery acts that you would hear of now which resulted from the freedom of choice. Then, despite freedom not being a notion that is available, though having the desire, protest against prevention of freedom also took the form of one that has dignity. (until some girls decided to strip clear themselves in public as demonstration)
I think freedom is something that has to be carefully considered. In its essence, it has a wholly individualistic notion to life. Considerations of any other persons, beings even spouses and family members becomes of neglecting matter. Especially since the notion behind freedom is release, breakaway, which then brings to mind the next big word. Rebellion.
Consider this. 2 people being wholly in love with each other. Both wanting to hang on to their freedom greatly. Not wanting to be subject to caging of the other member. How individualistic that mindset is going to affect both parties! decisions made unanimous. Instead of the notion of 2 people coming to be the union of one, now it is 2 people living separate lives without thought for each other other than the emotional notion of love. As a result, arguments like our love gone cold, testing, it doesn't work out starts to come to sound like a reasonable perspective. But the whole notion of true love originates from sacrifice which instills the idea that freedom has to be forgone, destroyed and never to be heard of again. As Shakespeare puts it, cage that i never want to come out of.
also, with freedom, comes the ability to change decisions. And too freely I must say. The ideology of responsibility in making sure ones words are simply 'yes' 'no' becomes weightless. With one being able to change his decision so easy, what then becomes of the weight that can be added to his promises. Since everything transforms into a maybe.
Freedom is good. But we don't look like man and woman of the civilised society anymore. We look like a casual group of hippies going home from a midnight dance in the club.
alright
after so long of not blogging anymore, i need even a new name for a blog. the old simbolises a mind that has somehow vanished. Never to return. Now. Sheldon 2.0 has entered.
I realised that I cannot live without writting my mind somewhere. With half the data requiring to be seen and another half requiring to not be noticed. So I look at myself and wonder why is my cravings of such. After a while, I guess I am addicted to the notion of pen-menship. I have a weird craving for my written works to be read. At the same time, I don't want it acknowledged for some reasons even unknown to myself. Also, I find myself filled with weird perspectives of life that I want people to share, disagree with, and hopefully understand me better by. Unlike most people, I realised I have never faced the problem of having a writers block. Only that I would come by notions in my mind that I prefer others do not know about. Things that I probably find unspeakable at the same time to shameful to disclose to the world.
Anyway. Now starts the days of my blogging again. Things I shall talk about. Everything I guess. Since this is a place I just have to create to dump and dump and dump my brain at
I realised that I cannot live without writting my mind somewhere. With half the data requiring to be seen and another half requiring to not be noticed. So I look at myself and wonder why is my cravings of such. After a while, I guess I am addicted to the notion of pen-menship. I have a weird craving for my written works to be read. At the same time, I don't want it acknowledged for some reasons even unknown to myself. Also, I find myself filled with weird perspectives of life that I want people to share, disagree with, and hopefully understand me better by. Unlike most people, I realised I have never faced the problem of having a writers block. Only that I would come by notions in my mind that I prefer others do not know about. Things that I probably find unspeakable at the same time to shameful to disclose to the world.
Anyway. Now starts the days of my blogging again. Things I shall talk about. Everything I guess. Since this is a place I just have to create to dump and dump and dump my brain at
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