Fate

In case you're turned off, I'm not going to discuss from a philosophical context what I think fate is.

But, really.

I'm a person who loves to commune with nature. Auckland provides much opportunities for that. The animals here seem like a bunch who are used to human presence, and in their heads the only mathematical equation that exists has to be HUMANS = BREAD.

Auckland has lovely parks. And well maintained at that, with the flowers in full bloom and their scent is in the air. And speaking about birds, has anyone tried feeding birds? Its fun, in a sense. The pigeons here actually are willing to jump and perch on your hand as you feed it. The little robins are shy and more cautious, but the sight of bread makes them abandon all else and jump into the fray. The ducks and geese sometimes come in, with the occasional gulls. Its fun.. until you have 12836124128936 x 2 eyes staring at you.

But at least they are harmless. I think.

The main point of today is, as I said, I am a person who loves to commune with Nature. I think there is a connection between us and the Earth and other living beings, something inexplicable. I do not think we can save the world though, its stupid really the environmental campaign thing. In a way its smart cause most people are stupider.

Anyway, I deviated again. As I 'typed', I am a person who loves to commune with Nature. One day, after feeding the birds and enjoyed a moment of silent communion with Nature, I decided to go shopping.

The sky was a beautiful azure, with an occasional cloud. I couldn't help but stare at it as it awoke a slumbering poet in me. I felt as though a beautiful poem was waiting to be composed, eventhough I don't compose poems.

Then, guess what? A really beautiful ass came in front of me. No, not a donkey. Okay, I meant a woman who had a really nice ass. I don't know how she looks like though, the way she was walking was really distracting. And her back was facing me all the time.

There I was, torn into two. The slumbering poet was pissed off, and the man is awakenening.

Fate, has bestowed upon me two wonderful things to look at. Both at the same time.

What should I do, I have but a pair of eyes. Shall I gaze upon the lovely blue sky, or shall I gaze upon the peach discreetly? I can't control my eyes to look at both!

As I walked, I pondered. Contemplated. Debated. Raging emotions, akin to a stormy sea.

When I decided, the ass had turned away into another street.

I felt cheated. Fate had played a joke on me.

Sometimes I think I think too much. Really.

PS : This is a true story. I posted this because I wanted to lighten the mood in this blog ever so slightly :D I am not a gloomy person! I just think a lot

Love!

Looking back at the few posts, I have been so overly serious that its so gloomy. Its late at night, and I feel very tired. That's when all the brain juice comes out.

I return as Professor Leslie and today I shall analyze teenage love! (for some reason its the first thing that comes to mind when I was thinking of something to ramble on).

Disclaimer : I am not psychologist, no expert, nobody! This post is largely intended to poke fun and take jabs at everyone and mean no offense to anyone is particular. In short, its nothing personal. And if I ever write stuff that pisses you off, too bad. If I am legally in the wrong, FORGIVE ME~~~~~~

Continue on.

After not-so-much thought, I have decided that the media largely is to blame for the sorry state the emotion is today. Love is worshipped as the ultimate emotion, transcending every single shit in existence.

Yeah right.

So let's think about it. Hmm..

When we're kids, Disney tells us stuff (here's to you, Aimee). What stuff? Happily ever after. True Love ALWAYS wins, no matter how evil how fugly how smart the villian is, they will always LOSE because they have no love. And the princess always live happily ever after.

Ok, now grow up slightly. Songs come to mind. Wohoo, lots of songs. AND GUESS WHAT? 99% of the songs are about love (in the past). How innocent your love is, they sung it. How beautiful your love is, they sung it. How heartbroken you are because of love, sang it. How lonely you feel because you don't have a love, sang it. How much you want to make love to that random person (James Blunt, anyone?), sang it. Perhaps even how much you want to be a paedophile has been sang. By your neighbour's dog maybe.

Now we advance a bit, and get slightly older. Songs still in our head, Disney still haunting some people(Aimee). Oh, guess what? Here comes along Korean soaps. And glorified Hollywood at its best. Korean soaps with all its sappiness, and Hollywood with all their sex bombs. Oh and Bollywood too. What do you get? Illusioned.

Allow me to explain. From watching Korean soaps (or wherever they come from. As long as its sappy), it reinforces the brainwashing you had when you were younger. You need love, someone who will be happily ever after with you. From watching Hollywood, that someone must be a fucking sex bomb. Erm, from Bollywood.. I'm not sure. Have lots of friends perhaps?

So, ever wondered why people always complain about their spouses but worships these idols?

So I have come to the conclusion, perhaps we are all mistaken about the simple emotion that appears apparently to be inherent in most creatures capable of sentient thoughts (woah, long and heavy there). Put it simply, some animals know love too (since the definition is so vague, anything goes I suppose).

The problem here being that, we have been brainwashed by the media since young. No, there is no immediate harm to it, in fact its probably physically harmless.

Problems come when you begin to EXPECT love. Heh, even from a dog. And surprise, dogs can love you better.

See, its not wrong to expect love. I'm being confusing here, but never mind. I should define the problem by stating it, as what an engineer should do.

"PROBLEM comes when you expect the one who loves you do everything you expect him/her to do".

Was that simple enough? In short, expecting people to cater to your fantasies (or desires. Fetish if you like.) So, during courtship tolerance is high. Love is in the air anyway, its like alcohol. After you have settled down a bit, its like you begin to see the other person clearly. That's when a new love emerges. Love to complainnnnnnnnnnnnnn.

So, it makes people miserable because as they complain, they convince themselves that there is something seriously wrong with their partner.

So really, just a community message from your friendly Professor. Love is a good thing. Just don't OD on it like weed. Get the right ideas of love and what to expect. And lay off the novels a little once in a while. Real vampires sparkle anyway, I heard. Oh and I have not heard a single song of Justin Bieber's (what an achievement), but I can pretty much guess what sort of songs he wrote (note: 99% songs are about love. I have a 99% chance of getting it right. The statistics was made up, but could very well be accurate). While I'm at it, what's the craze about Lady Gaga until NOW?

PS : Being one who has never been in a relationship with girls, I am perhaps the least qualified to speak of such relationships. But I assert that I am an asshole :D! and that I have plenty of experiences as an observer.

Now I think I should sleep, my brain went off just moments ago with my hand still typing on the keyboard until now.

Curse!

While I do make a direct attempt to avoid contemplating on issues regarding ethics, sometimes its hard. Really.

Been watching too much anime, but you'd be surprised at the depth of stuff discussed in these Japanese animations (provided you watch the right ones. Some of them are really subtle).

Now the question is, would you kill someone at the cost of your soul, and nothing else? What it means is you go to hell when you die, there is no other way around it. In exchange the person you wish to kill will be sent to Hell immediately.

The premise here being Hell Girl. Interesting story, nonetheless.

Hmm

As the title suggests, I suck at titles.

But well, been meaning to do this post for some time (my housemates and the constant call for blood on the computer does NOT help).

Onward to the topic of discussion this time : Racism.

First and foremost, a vaguely related note. Personally, I find the idea of patriotism and nationality a somewhat "bad" idea. I would envision humanity without borders, just one species plaguing the world without distinction from each other. But well, there's still time for our species to grow eh?

And regarding the issue of racism in my homeland, it strikes me that we are still in a paradoxical situation. Strange that, when asked, most people would say they have good friends from other races. They agree on unity and harmony. But really, if everyone says that, who the heck is fanning the fire then?

Politicians, no doubt.

Despite the obvious blame that people are pointing at the politicians, I would like to in turn point back at everyone. Let's face it. We are an immature bunch.

Why do I type so? In my honest opinion, we have yet to achieve a decent state of racial harmony. There are no sensitive issues, only sensitive people. At the mention of anythiing remotely racist, you can bet your money people will begin condemning them. The racist people I mean. They get angry, they flame, they curse and they call for blood of the racist people.

Interestingly, when you detach yourself from being 'one of them' to being an 'observer', you find that pretty much we're doing the same thing as politicians. Calling for blood. Asking for justice.

I am not saying that we should not allow people to be trampled on by policies that are discriminating. I am also not asking that people condone the acts of those in the obvious wrong.

Merely stating that, when can we, as a society, tear down the barrier that is known as 'race', not only in my country, but in the whole wide planet? When can we, as a society safely ignore people who utter extreme remarks and regard them as deranged and that's it? When can we have no need to call for justice or blood of those who would threaten others?

Such barbaric creatures we are, always calling for blood of our kin.

I don't know about you, but certainly I would not seek blood (unless I have godlike powers and cease to be human, but that's another issue) of others.

Ultimately, that is what we are I guess, humans. We revel in conflict, we worship gods of war.

And I do hope someday, my homeland will be a place of peace, where religion and racial issues are spoken of openly and respectfully. Differences are celebrated, not tolerated.

PS : We do not need tolerance. We need acceptance more, don't you agree?