Perspective

Behold the beauty of subjectivity and perceptivity.

The greyness of the matter or the greyness beyond the matter?
The colour of the matter or the colour of the entirety surrounding the matter?

Uncertainty and ambiguity often results in us being in a state of perplexity.

Is there ever an answer which would clearly demarcate that thin line which separates black from white?

Or is that answer just greyness, a paradox in itself, a state which would never remain in absolute itself?

Smile

Mind-Boggling Philosophies

Four Philosophical Questions To Make Your Head Hurt

David Bain presents four paradoxes, in view of World Philosophy Day, which guarantees to give your mind a good mental workout.

1. Should we kill healthy people for their organs?
2. Are you the same person who started reading this article?
3. Is that really a computer screen in front of you?
4. Did you really choose to read this article?

Enjoy pondering.

Call me a mental sadist, my favourite line came from the second question:

It is tempting to say that you are a human brain, not a human
being.

Headache. Headache.

A Plea To Live

"Dear Noel, is life not worth living?"

A disabled broadcaster Liz Carr writes a letter to Noel Martin , a man intending to travel to Switzerland to undergo euthanasia, persuading him not to surrender his life so easily.

Reading the words of his letter, I am reminded life's not that bad after all as I know so many less lucky than I.



This reminds me of Nick Vujicic, a man born without arms and legs, but lives life to the fullest by travelling globally, spreading his message of life with a purpose.

Be inspired.

If you were in his position, what would you do?

Obama Zombies

I can't believe these are real people.

The Power Of Words.. And Moving Images

I was left speechless after watching the following campaign video by Barack Obama's team.

His pick and play of words and media was excellent.

I need to hire his marketing team.

It was a creed written into the founding documents that declared the destiny of a nation.

Yes we can.

It was whispered by slaves and abolitionists as they blazed a trail toward freedom.

Yes we can.

It was sung by immigrants as they struck out from distant shores and pioneers who pushed westward against an unforgiving wilderness.

Yes we can.

It was the call of workers who organized; women who reached for the ballots; a President who chose the moon as our new frontier; and a King who took us to the mountaintop and pointed the way to the Promised Land.

Yes we can to justice and equality.

Yes we can to opportunity and prosperity.

Yes we can heal this nation.

Yes we can repair this world.

Yes we can.

We know the battle ahead will be long, but always remember that no matter what obstacles stand in our way, nothing can stand in the way of the power of millions of voices calling for change. (We want change.)

We have been told we cannot do this by a chorus of cynics…they will only grow louder and more dissonant ………..

We’ve been asked to pause for a reality check. We’ve been warned against offering the people of this nation false hope.

But in the unlikely story that is America, there has never been anything false about hope.

Now the hopes of the little girl who goes to a crumbling school in Dillon are the same as the dreams of the boy who learns on the streets of LA; we will remember that there is something happening in America; that we are not as divided as our politics suggests; that we are one people; we are one nation; and together, we will begin the next great chapter in the American story with three words that will ring from coast to coast; from sea to shining sea: Yes We Can.

The Amygdala

Of Dusk.

Of Time.

Of Distance.

Of Sleep.

Of Eyes.

Of Mouth

Of Many.

And Of 1.

Heaven & Earth

Was at the gym today with my workout buddy as usual.

The air-conditioning system in the gym had broken down today & it felt so much like a sauna, except that it smelt so bad, reeking of stale perspiration throughout the area.

The gym's located on the second floor of the building & after the work out, we proceeded down to the first floor which felt so much cooler because the air conditioner's working fine downstairs (don't ask me why, I have not figured that out yet, considering it should be a central cooling system).

And so the both of us camped downstairs, sitting by the window, enjoying the cold air breezing out of the air conditioner, while waiting for the downpour outside to stop.

And then the hilarious conversation got started.

Me: Ahhh, it feels so much cooler down here! So much more comfortable then upstairs.

D: Ha, it's like heaven & earth!

E: Er... but why is Heaven so hot then?

D: Because Heaven is experiencing global warming!

E: Ah?

And as usual... 2s later, the two of us roared out in laughter, realising the absurdity and silliness of our conversation.

Only to realise...

That there were five other people waiting in that area... overhearing our conversation.

Ahhh...

just another day in the life of Adderwyn.

Running After The Kite

My God! There is a way to be good to be good again.

Watched the movie, read the book.

I've never loved an author so much! And the director, Marc Foster brought the book to life through his spectacular use of visuals, as if Khalled Hosseini's choice of words were not powerful enough.

The story's packed with theme after theme! I need to watch it once again, to absorb every single detail which is so intricately wound into the main plot. Even then, that may not suffice.

I leave you with a soundtrack from the movie. Which touched my heart, all the way into the depths of my soul.

Enjoy.

Multi Dimensional Personality

Somebody mentioned something to me yesterday.
It wasn't said with malice or any ill-intent, just a sound advice.
But it made my mind form a stereotype on the person's personality and character as it wasn't the first time I'm hearing the person make this remark.

And a thought came to my mind...

Is this person often like this? Is my mental picture of the person a true representation of the person's character?

After pondering on this thought for a while, I came to this conclusion.

Nothing is absolute.

Especially in the case of the human personality.

We just love to stereotype people, don't we?
It's a disease of the human mind. It seems that forming a mental picture of a person who is extremely detestable or extremely lovable comes second nature to us.
If not, why do super heroes or super villains intrigue us so? It's precisely because their characters are so flat!

Have you ever encountered anybody who irk you so badly that if you could, you would pull a trigger on his head?
And before you know it, in the next second, the person apologizes.
Then you think to yourself, perhaps he/she's not that irritating after all?

Which leads me to my other point. The human personality is multi-dimensional.
What we see, is only what the person portrays to us in that fleeting moment of interaction.

Take time to consider this.

Just another random thought from Adderwyn.

A penny for my thoughts

Friend commented after the workout today.

Here's a paraphrase of what he mentioned,

"Ahhh... exercise takes your mind off your problems for that short period of time while you're on that adrenaline rush."

How apt.

How apt.

Chronicles of Adderwyn's Stupidity Episode 50051513

Colleague: You know who's St Francis Of Assisi?

Me: Oh, sounds familiar.. He's a saint right??

Followed by 2s of silence and a burst of laughter all around from everyone overhearing the conversation.

God help me. I need a hole to bury my head into.

Amicu certus in re incerta cernitur

Indeed, this past week has been a re-awakening one for me.

I've truly been blessed and touched by all around me.

You guys know who you are. Okay, maybe not.

Most of you probably would not know how vital a role you play in the script I've written out for myself.

But if you happened to be meeting me regularly for the past few months, especially during the weekdays, please do know that your company has been much much appreciated by me.

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On a separate note again, today I had such a hilarious time with my bunch of friends again.

I laughed and laughed and laughed until I could not hold my breath.

To the point that after parting from my friends, I was smiling to myself so.

Yes, I know. That looked plain silly.

Not for some random lady though. She thought I was mad and stalking her!! She kept turning around to look at me while walking ahead of me.

And after a while, I think she couldn't take it anymore. She pretended to stop at a nearby dustbin to allow me to overtake her.

Yupp, I could literally feel the cold hard dagger stare as I strutted past her.

Goodness! I'm innocent! I swear!

You're my sunshine, my only sunshine

With one gone comes another and I thank God for the other.

Although I'm pretty wary now, in case it happens again.

Thank you for bringing the sun out again. :)

Set Me Free

I f*ing hate this. All the time.

Motorcycle Diaries

And so I've embarked on a new course today. J and I decided to sign ourselves up for biking lessons and had our first practical today. And boy was it fun fun fun!

Tiring, it was though, because my metal machine kept falling. And poor little mini me had to summon all my strength just to pull it up.

Can't wait to go for the next lesson and hopefully, I'll be cruising down the streets soon enough.

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On another note, I'd be expecting changes again, as I embark on another journey to another place. The people around me have been terrific really. And as I mentioned so many times, that it was them who kept me from leaving. But, sooner or later, all of us do have to move on. And so,once the opportunity does arise, I'd attach my wings once again and fly off into the unknown horizon ahead.

It's pretty scary really as I have already been doubting myself over the choices that I've made over the past year. It's been mistakes upon mistakes upon mistakes over and over again. And everyday, I've been so tortured and tormented over the silly decisions I've made.

Really, really, I do hope that I'd be able to pick myself up this time round. And hope for the best.

And I reiterate once again, I hope. Not pray. For the best.

Encounter with an ice-cream kind

Bought ice cream from a roadside cart in town today, which turned out to be a hilarious episode which my friends poked fun at the rest of the night.

I ordered a chocolate ice cream in a cup, thinking it would be less messy then carrying the dripping biscuit ice-cream around.

Hence, the uncle proceeded with preparing the ice-cream. When we realised he was putting squishing the ice-cream in between the biscuits instead of a cup, we quickly told him it was not supposed to be.

And so, the smart uncle did the most hilarious of things.

He SQUEEZED the ice cream TOGETHER with the BISCUIT into a plastic cordial cup!!! WTF?!?

And so for the rest of the time, I was carrying around a large ice-cream with biscuit squeezed in a tiny cup around town, looking rather silly.

A and H seized the opportunity to laugh at me the entire night. They even took a picture of it! Idiots.

Oh. And I forgot to mention. Instead of a chocolate ice-cream, he gave me mocha ice-cream instead.

*rolls eyes*

Body Inscriptions

Would love to have this. With finer lines and definitely more details though.


If not, maybe this would suffice. Heh heh, my perfect tattoo.

Earnest

Morbidity

I had a morbid dream today. I dreamt that a certain person passed away. I cannot recall the details but I do remember that as he lay on his death bed, he called out to me and he knew where I worked.

As funny as it may seem, lying on his death bed already and suddenly telling me where I work, it was a much more sombre mood within the dream. It meant so much to me, that he actually knew who I am.

I teared, for the first time in many years. I actually grieved at his passing on. I thought I'd probably just dismiss his death as just another passing phase of my life, which would occur eventually.

The truth is... in reality, he really did remember. When I met him a few months back and he suddenly made mention of it. I was totally surprised because I really did thought that I was that insignificant to him.

It took a dream for me to be reminded of this incident.

And for that, I'd make it a point to go down and celebrate with him. An appointment which I had no intention of making in the first place.

No.

Today I asked if he would let me go, again.

He said, "NO."

I'm tired really.

Of Beard and Men

I was taking a kit kat and standing around after work today, when I noticed this ancient dude who popped out of the taxi. He had a massive beard around his chin, damn it was the longest stubble I've ever seen!

Next thing I knew? this ancient man whipped out a comb from his back pocket and...

combed the hair on his head a la elvis presley style. For a while I seriously thought he was gonna go through his beard with that comb!

Couldn't help laughing to myself amidst the curious stares of the passerbys thereafter.

Heh heh.. I know. I'm easily amused.

Within

I Ponder..

"How much would you give of yourself?"

This was a question which popped into my mind after lunch with her today.

"How much would ever be enough?"

My mind chose to self-indulge in this boggling monologue throughout the length of the day thereafter.

I'm pondering. Just pondering.

Holiday!

And so I'm embarking on a trip down south to another tiny island.

Am elated to get out of this place finally and hopefully it'd be able to offer me the much needed respite and reprieve.

The past few months have been so draining, that I'm almost devoid of any ounce of strength already. So much has happened, that I do not even know where to start picking up the pieces. It's simply been a rollercoaster ride of emotions, up and down, up and down and 360 degrees turns everywhere. I'm lost really.

I'm just glad to place everything behind, however temporal it may be. And hopefully, once I'm back, I'd be able to make the decisions once and for all, on all the crossroads that I've to face yet again.

Return of the Sparrow Kind

Shared lunch with a few little fellas today.

Cute little creatures,just a little messy though and they started eating before I did.

Wonder why they like cai fan though, thought they preferred raw worms.

Pray I won't get diarrhoea tomorrow man.

Crossroad

I recognise the landscape. It's almost the same as it was.

Too similiar.

Too similiar.

Me & My Kuku Dreams

Had a good laugh when I woke up today.

Guess who I dreamt of??

Good old Mr Lee Kuan Yew!! Of all the people!

The best part?

The first thing I said to him was.... "HO SEI BOH!??!"

Of which he replied,"HO SEI AH!"

And we continued the rest of our conversation in Hokkien, although I can't recall much of what was being said.

I was just damn impressed that I was able to speak Hokkien so fluently in my dreams.

Post Birthday Post

The partying's all over. Thank you to all you wonderful dudes out there for making it so special again this year. It's been an entire week of gorging on all kinds of food and having pretty surprises thrown at me over and over, although I did accidentally spotted some of them ;) No worries though, there's always the next year's, haha!

Nevertheless, I'm really glad to have all of you taking special time out just to make me feel appreciated. It's always at this time of the year that I reflect and remember how important each and everyone of you are to me and really, I always always thank God for surrounding me with sooo many great friends!

Cheers to all of you!

Revived!

I've always been hesitant about blogging again due to the sheer amount of censorship that I impose on myself:
- political statements ( can kena sued badly!)
- work ( sensitive stuff. especially when I was still serving NS)
- sad soapy tales of my life ( never did like to keep bad memories)

Often I found myself typing so much, only to erase the entire life essay with a single click of the mouse. Hence, in the end, most of my posts were just pictures which communicated what I truly wished to express at that point in time, riddles which only close friends would be able to understand.

I'm an enigma. I know. But really, as my best bro often tells me, sometimes when you confide in somebody, you lose a part of yourself. What more on the world wide web, where a million people are reading your entries?

Nevertheless, I'm back after a two year hiatus. Suddenly filled with the inspiration to write/type again. Would try to update on again, if time does permit. Maybe I'd repost the old stories, so that you could have a good laugh again. At my expense. Sadistic idiots.

That's all for now.