Startling Facts That Are Not So Startling After All (part two of many)

Did you know?
The average human spends 6 months of his life exhaling every year.

Now you know!

Startling Facts That Are Not So Startling After All (part one of many)

Did you know?
The average person spends 4 months of his/her life sleeping every year.

Now you know.

Ooouuh... My Tra La La

Technogasm...
320 GB hard disk in my laptop.

Piring Keras Raksaksa.

oh fuck...

It just occured to me that I've not been entirely honest to you.
Maybe that's why I find it hard to get over it.

Raise Your Flag!

A Bernama reporter asked me today...

Reporter : Rasanya kenapa tak ramai orang yang menerbangkan bendera Malaysia? (translation : Why do you think people don't raise the Malaysian flag?)

I stare at him blankly...

me : Don't ask questions that leads to answers that you will not be allowed to broadcast.

Selamat Hari Merdeka... I leave you with this...

Plagiarism Pleasures : Wisdom From Ricky Gervais

How do we know that?

We don't. Stupid, isn't it? No it isn't. Why not? I don't know. Do you? Ha! Not so clever now, are you? You will be when you've read this book. You'll know everything. That'll be good, won't it? Not, it won't, because there'll be nothing left to learn, and learning is great, so that will be sad. So i'd stop reading this book now...

I told you to stop reading. You've got a lot to learn.

You'd better read on.

Ricky Gervais,
More Flanimals

Fucking repulsive
Another goddamned haiku
I will vomit blood

ps: my performance was stellar, the execution... flawless. Where's my bloody award?

Aku Rasa Macam Pukimak

Aku rasa macam pukimak
Tak usah cerita.

A Fortuneteller Told Me

Down the wrong sidewalk
A fortuneteller told me
'You are so fucked up'

Sunday Night Haiku

I like soto mee
The taste lingers in my mouth
Please get the fuck out

ps: I don't mean to be mean to you but somehow I can't help but to project my anger at you. Please forgive me. Sorry, but I will keep doing this to you.

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I Hate Metaphysical Dilemmas

Chances are that there is an afterlife... but that could only mean that there is a possibility that there is no afterlife.

That can only mean that this life is all we get. What happens then when we die? Do we simply cease to exist? And what happens when simply cease to exist? The irony to that question would be the simple answer which is 'nothing happens at all'

And when nothing happens at all, what then happens?

For days now I've been attempting to imagine how does it feel to not exist. A foolish futile attempt at feeling something that cannot be felt.

It is far from 'Oh I feel like nothing now...' cause feeling like nothing is still feeling something... which is nothing. But what would pure nothingness feel or not feel like.

I can close my eyes and imagine a pure colossal void, but I would still be feeling something. I will feel like I am closing my eyes imagining a pure colossal void.... sigh...

The absence of presence, the presence of absence... it makes no sense at all.

Perhaps then, dying would not be such a bad thing. Its just pure nothingness.

What then is the essence of this nothingness.

ps: For the first time (and probably the only time), I am posting a photo of myself on this blog. Just in case if I suddenly cease to exist.

I like...

Orangina
It makes my tongue tingle as the fizzy orange goodness rides down my throat.

Maybe you'll like some Orangina too?

I thought of you today. Not that I want to, but they made me do it.

I listen to Yumeji's Theme from In The Mood For Love

Goodnight...

Slowly creeping down my hallway.
Nimble and graceful, light as the darkness.
Butoh dancers tuck me to sleep tonight

Random Lines Intersecting At Random Points Drawn With Varying Intensity With Ink On Napkin

Ink on napkin (2008)