Sunday, November 28, 2004

IT’S A GAY OLD WORLD

IT’S A GAY OLD WORLD I read about this when I bought the book call A treasury of the art of living in '86 but is not able to find out where or who it originates from.

It is inspirational esp for those who take life by its horn and dictates their own destiny no matter how big the storm is.

Incidentally or is it intentionally, there is no mention whatsoever of requesting for help frm a higher being...except for ONESELF. I think that is the most logical reasoning by far.

I do hope you'll find it as educating as I did...


It’s a gay old world when you’re gay
And a glad old world when you’re glad;
But whether you play
Or go toiling away
It’s a sad old world when you’re sad.

It’s a grand old world if you’re great
And a mean old world if you’re small;
It’s a world full of hate
For the foolish who prate
Of the uselessness of it all.

It’s a beautiful worlds to see
Or it’s dismal in every zone.
The thing it must be
In its gloom or its glee
Depends on yourself alone.

-Anonymous

Monday, November 01, 2004

Soul Exist After Dead?

When my gran (mum side) passed away in the 80's, I was in my early twenty. I still remember all my aunts surrounding her bed when she suddenly proclaim that she cant breathe and after a few seconds of struggling she finally relaxed and with a peaceful smile on her face she went.

She was a grand lady in her 90's. Some of my aunt was hysterical while some just suppressed their feelings and let loose a torrend of tears.

For me, it is my first encounter of a family member passing and one who is close and doting to me, yet I cant describe my feeling of her passing then but today I think I have acted sort of level headed and to a certain extent cool. It is not that I dont feel sadness in me, as a matter of fact, I know tears are welling in my eyes but I am trying to come into grasp with reality. My gran have life a full life and being frail it is a blessing that she passed away peacefully and at her age.

Probably the main reason I did not give in to my emotional built-up and wail hysterically was the influence of the mixture of lifes sciences, religious, historical and philosopical books that I read which talks about human nature - we come and go.

Some would say it is Gods calling but biologically speaking we, humans are born to die. Who dont die? It is a mater of whether it is natural, like my gran or it is unnatural. If we cant accept this biological facts than we have a problem. The question is after someone passed, where does he goes? Does he exist?

For the theist, he went back to God. (but that will depend on what religion you profess) or went for reincarnation or went to hell or went to paradise -.

But where does the dead actually goes if it goes anywhere at all or if the dead exist at all after death.

Once when I was in another country. I saw a dead chap who was knifed - his eyes and mouth opened but void as if calling for help or saying that no, i dont want to die kind of look on his dead face.

It gave me a shiver to see that but that is my first experience of looking at a dead body.

The sight generated more questions in my already turbulent mind. Where do the death goes? Again if they goes anyway at all or if ever there is such a thing as a dead person going anyway?

Some religion taught that there is a soul and after death it return to the maker or goes to hell, heaven, paradise or reincarnates.

But soul is something which is formless, no one can see nor hear. The chinese prepare a feast for the death soul to return home on the 49th days after their passing but I have been thru 3 feast yet have never so much as seen any sign of anyone/or anything returning which is supposed to leave a mark for the living.

So I am kind of dissapointed becos I am not able to come into terms with whether soul or life after dead existed at all or not? Did my beloved gran and father return to visit me? In what form did they return? Why cant I reach out to them? Is it becos nothing actually existed at all after we are biologically dead?

Friday, October 29, 2004

Spirit?

Recently my friend told me he was woken up frm his sleep by a few kids who is shaking his bed. Though he claims that he is awake and aware of his environment he is unable to lift a limb nor open his eyes or say anything.

That lasted for a few seconds before he can actually pranced out of the bed and ran directly to the kitchen to get a glass of warm water to calm his nerve.

This, according to him is not the first and he believes it wont be his last encounter either.

Now, what makes someone able to come into contact with entity of this sort? Is there a prerequisite or a special gift that need to come with birth? Or do you need to have near death experience to open up the communication channel?

Probably, the million dollar question remains on whether such "entity" exist or not in the first instance and whether if it exist does it exist as what we perceived as in existence, like we can see the solid form of a chair and smell the rich aroma of curry being cook.

IF it dont exist in what we perceived as in existence does it then exist in another realm or does it exist as sound and light exist, which we can hear and see yet is unable to touch nor feel as we can do with a chair.

If it exist in the sound realm or it is in a higher wave-length then surely we can utilise some of the recent more sophisticated gadgets to see or even contain it?

But let's take a step back, what exactly is this entity? Is it really a kid or a man/woman in white floating around? Or is it just some sort of electromagnetic phenomenon which our scientist have not found out yet? Or is it some kind of natural energy?

Or could my friend be having a dream and he dreamt of the kids playing near him? Is it his innate buried desire to have kids of his own that drives him to "imagine" or "dreamt" of such thing?

But then what about those people who claim that they saw adult entity that wear white clothing hovering near their bed or is actually laying on top of them making them having difficulty in breathing?

Do they suffer from the same innate desire of something that projected itself during their sleeping state?

Now, people can swear they see something, ghost, god or any other entity unexplainable - but just becos they saw it or "think" they see it doesnt mean it actually exist becos if it exist it should exist not only for that moment but for the whole day, whole month, whole year and even it should exist for me and the rest of the people to be able to see it. Otherwise, what they purportedly saw may only be a figment of their imagination or a projection of their innate subconsious playing tricks.

So, does entity, god, ghost or spirit exist? Go figure.