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The Aerie, the Abyss and the Feisty Fräulein of Elitist and Populist

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Came across two poem by Lord Alfred Tennyson today — a majestic creature that roams the heaven and the mythological cephalopod of the pelagic Cthulhu’s R’lyeh.

Inspiring, at least in the early dazed state after the holiday slumber.

Tony Buzan recites THE EAGLE by Alfred, Lord Tennyson (practices Aikido, plays chess, mind maps the poem and haiku) — Motivating #BFMradio

Learning to Learn RT @BFMradio: Tony Buzan next on BFM 89.9 just after the 10am news!

The Eagle: A Fragment

He clasps the crag with hooked hands;
Close to the sun in lonely lands,
Ring’d with the azure world, he stands.

The wrinkled sea beneath him crawls;
He watches from his mountain walls,
And like a thunderbolt he falls.

— Alfred Tennyson (1809–1892), British poet. First published in 1851.

Feeling high and low, in the midst of insomniac stupor — the Cthulhu-like creature sleep: That is not dead which can eternal lie, and with strange aeons even death may die.

The Kraken

Below the thunders of the upper deep;
Far, far beneath in the abysmal sea,
His ancient, dreamless, uninvaded sleep
The Kraken sleepeth.

— Alfred Tennyson (1809–1892), British poet. Poems, Chiefly Lyrical “The Kraken”.

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Well, hello there Miss M.

How’s Siem Reap — more importantly how’s life?

That little bird of Re-Tweet sure foul the fowl innit? Ah, run along now — my favourite fräulein of joie de vivre — I’m no where near your sanctum sanctorum (of good eat, good id and good sleep — ah, sleep).

Looking cute, au naturel — the hair, that is.

Classic!

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December 30, 2009 at 3:11 pm

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Haiku Wednesday: Seven Horses Seem to Be on the Mark

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Malady comes to pass,
Darkness at bay,
Be strong as I pray thee well.

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Title inspiration from The Doors – Love Her Madly.

Heard this song on Business FM. Reminded me of Melaka during my teen, as the family having the usual night drive on a very warm night.

The cassette player (it’s the 90’s) seemed to play this track each time (by Jim Morrison providence!) as we reached the Portuguese community somewhere around Tanjung Kling.

Portuguese connection reminds me of Sue, and her late grandfather, Ian.

And then, it reminds me of her dad.

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Sue, I pray for your dad’s health (and yourself too).

I know you won’t answer any of my call (text or e-mail) anymore.

This is my last reply. I will not contact you any longer. The past is no longer relevant for me now as I’m already focusing on the horrible present and uncertain future.

I guess, this ‘proxy’ is suffice.

Be strong.

Yes, it’s horrible. It’s uncertain.

But be strong.

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December 23, 2009 at 3:03 am

And Those Who Have Never Been Wounded in Love Will Never Be Able to Say: “I Have Lived”. Because They Haven’t.

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Convention of Those Wounded in Love

Promulgated by Paulo Coelho

General provisions:

A – Whereas the saying “all is fair in love and war” is absolutely correct;

B – Whereas for war we have the Geneva Convention, approved on 22 August 1864, which provides for those wounded in the battle field, but until now no convention has been signed concerning those wounded in love, who are far greater in number;

It is hereby decreed that:

Article 1 – All lovers, of any sex, are alerted that love, besides being a blessing, is also something extremely dangerous, unpredictable and capable of causing serious damage. Consequently, anyone planning to love should be aware that they are exposing their body and soul to various types of wounds, and that they shall not be able to blame their partner at any moment, since the risk is the same for both.

Article 2 – Once struck by a stray arrow fired from Cupid’s bow, they should immediately ask the archer to shoot the same arrow in the opposite direction, so as not to be afflicted by the wound known as “unrequited love”. Should Cupid refuse to perform such a gesture, the Convention now being promulgated demands that the wounded partner remove the arrow from his/her heart and throw it in the garbage. In order to guarantee this, those concerned should avoid telephone calls, messages over the Internet, sending flowers that are always returned, or each and every means of seduction, since these may yield results in the short run but always end up wrong after a while. The Convention decrees that the wounded person should immediately seek the company of other people and try to control the obsessive thought: “this person is worth fighting for”.

Article 3 – If the wound is caused by third parties, in other words if the loved one has become interested in someone not in the script previously drafted, vengeance is expressly forbidden. In this case, it is allowed to use tears until the eyes dry up, to punch walls or pillows, to insult the ex-partner in conversations with friends, to allege his/her complete lack of taste, but without offending their honor. The Convention determines that the rule contained in Article 2 be applied: seek the company of other persons, preferably in places different from those frequented by the other party.

Article 4 – In the case of light wounds, herein classified as small treacheries, fulminating passions that are short-lived, passing sexual disinterest, the medicine called Pardon should be applied generously and quickly. Once this medicine has been applied, one should never reconsider one’s decision, not even once, and the theme must be completely forgotten and never used as an argument in a fight or in a moment of hatred.

Article 5 – In all definitive wounds, also known as “breaking up”, the only medicine capable of having an effect is called Time. It is no use seeking consolation from fortune-tellers (who always say that the lost lover will return), romantic books (which always have a happy ending), soap-operas on the television or other such things. One should suffer intensely, completely avoiding drugs, tranquilizers and praying to saints. Alcohol is only tolerated if kept to a maximum of two glasses of wine a day.

Final determination:
Those wounded in love, unlike those wounded in armed conflict, are neither victims nor torturers. They chose something that is part of life, and so they have to accept both the agony and the ecstasy of their choice.
And those who have never been wounded in love will never be able to say: “I have lived”. Because they haven’t.

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*meh*

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December 15, 2009 at 11:05 pm

What Your Teacher Didn’t Tell You

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Attended book launch at Annexe Gallery yesterday — Dr. Farish A. Noor’s “What Your Teacher Didn’t Tell You: The Annexe Lectures Vol.1”.

There’s some musical and poetry performances before Farish and Sara (the 5-years-old fairy child) launch his latest book.

The usual literature crowd is there — Sharon Bakar, Dina Zaman, Ahmad Kamal Abu Bakar and of course Amir Muhammad. Oh, happy birthday to you and Walt Disney (December 5, 1901) too.

Some picture that I snapped can be found at the Facebook Event Page.

Managed to get Dizzy & The (Liyana & Alia) 200th self-titled EP (Juice Magazine’s Best Spoken Word Album of 2009). Got Liy and Alia to scribble the “lastest and specialest CD” too.

On a different note: I knew Liy from Hazeryl, who’s my ex-housemate 2 years ago, and my office is just nearby IMU. Been meaning to attend their gig, but my offshore work pretty much destroy that dreams. It’s just a sheer coincidences they were in for the second opening performance before the book launch. The first opening performance of the acoustic guitar is wonderful, pity I forgot the guitarist name. (UPDATE: Pang Kee Teik said “His name is Sherry”, Dizzy said “Sharidir” — “…he usually performs with Nizam and I think he’s really good”)

Here’s youtube video that I uploaded. Re-encoded from 1920×1080 to 640×360 (16:9), original 30 fps, 4080kbps bitrate, with H.264/AVC video codec. I apologize for the vibration due to hand-held caption in nature, I didn’t bring a monopod nor tripod:

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Splurge around RM1.6k at The Gardens in a day before attending the book launch. Replacing my worn out shoes, wallet, belt and mouse. Most of them aging from 5 years to 17 years (the faithful leather wallet). Been eyeing Camper’s Pelotas at the boutique, sadly it have pig skin lining, bah humbug! Here’s funny excerpt from the facebook regarding Camper vs Rockport:

I’ve been to Camper outlet before Rockport at The Gardens. Most of the leather shoes, including my favourite Pelotas design have pig skin lining — that’s why it’s the most comfortable shoes in the whole wide world!

Rockport only uses the best baby skin lining — cannibalized from the abortion clinic. Comfy!

Oink, oink!

Got the free Starbucks 2010 Planner too, well, not really free — need to consume a couple of 2 shots of espresso (grande size) coffee before hand. Thank you Alin, Nana and Mel at Starbucks Miri for the warm welcome at the Miri Airport — best Starbucks manager cum barista ever, and I only say that because of the free drinks and dinner. Hahaha!

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The shopping and the social life apart. Sue didn’t come to the event (book launch), and from her reply, I don’t think we going to cross our path too soon.

This is my last reply. I will not contact you any longer. The past is no longer relevant for me now as I’m already focusing on the horrible present and uncertain future.

Sigh.

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Packing for Singapore. Preparing for next job in Indian Ocean and Gulf of Thailand.

Looks like my 4 months worth of offshore leaves stay as my 3 month resignation leaves plus 1 month diving holiday at Bora-Bora Island — yeah, right!

At Low in Putra Heights, Sideway to Sunway

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It’s been one year since I visit a friend, who’s also in the Oil & Gas business — now gone freelance in the ROV field.

It’s a hard time for him with less ROV job around here. China is booming with the job, but had been monopolize by certain quarter. Even the commercial diver rate had been slumping to a new low. For Air Diver, down to USD150-USD200 per day from USD350 per day. For Saturation Diver, getting less than USD500-600 per day.

Gone are the day for my friend market rate of USD450 per day. Local market only go for USD250-300 at the moment. One local company (a big one) even have the cheek to offer him lump sum rate of RM5000 per job!

He’s at wit’s end to support his lifestyle: half-a-million house, IKEA furnished home and the VW Golf GTI.

My advice, let go of his current hobby: ten-thousand ringgit mountain bike — two of them — to pay off the monthly debt.

Next the Nikon DSLR.

Hopefully there’ll be some ROV job around January in one of my sister company for him.

As for me, 2010 seems to be a-year-round pipeline project, UWILD of FPSO and IMCA Certification for the Air and Saturation Diving System.

I’ve been thinking about getting my CSWIP 3.4u Course and call it a quit. Gone freelance with local market rate USD350-400 per day.

Ah, wishful thinking! Maybe another year or so.

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I miss her.

I stop by at Sunway from Putra Heights.

She’s unavailable at that time, attending to her dad’s treatment at the hospital.

After 3 month being offshore and break-up in between the day I arrived back in KL — it’s been a torrential day of my life, with her sudden downpour of dispute.

It’s a hard time to both of us.

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Yes, you may have your schadenfreude moment now.

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December 4, 2009 at 1:59 am