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your higher form of
i truly don’t deserve
I love her pictorial experimental verse — E. E. Cummings like.
It feels so
Belated entry of the event last Saturday on 30th January 2010 — because I got down with a fever on that day, and procrastinating ever since.
A good crowd of readers that day: Elaine Foster, Jo Kukathas, O Thiam Chin, Kam Raslan, Bernice Chauly and Rahmat Haron.
Sharon Bakar reciting the ‘piglet’ poem about the piglet canvas, which used to be the backdrop of Readings.
Elaine Foster stomping with poetry slam — Revolution Will Not Be Televised.
Jo Kukathas and Bernice Chauly narrating a chronicle of yesteryear life in Malaya.
O Thiam Chin reading a piece from his book — Never Been Better.
Kam Raslan amused us with a piece of his sequel to Confessions of an Old Boy: The Dato’ Hamid Adventures — of perfume and the lingering nostalgia with every waft of bergamot, citrus and musk.
Rahmat Haron — mat bunga dari selambak hapak, sampah seni — with his ‘non-rebel’ art form of soundscape and ‘critical’ poetry.
And lastly, Umapagan Ampikaipakan announced BFM 89.9 Book Club akin to Oprah’s Book Club. First book to discuss: Harper Lee’s To Kill a Mockingbird.
I’ll reupload Rahmat Haron’s Keranamu Malaysia youtube video — the audio is out of sync due to codec issue. This old laptop can’t render 1080p, less it crash. Even after resizing it into 720p and 360p.
Happy 5th anniversary Readings. I enjoy the cake, the ‘giant’ curry puff and the jovial atmosphere. Cheers!
Finally, after enduring months of emotional abuse, I made an awfully rude discovery of infidelity and pried myself away from the lie I was living. I plummeted into despair and desolation. I coaxed myself into having a need for retribution towards both my father and my former lover. Never before in my life had my soul visited such a hideous place.
Then one morning, a little bundle of fur – or lack thereof – came my way.
His name is Rebound.
I miss my kitteh >O_o<
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.
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”.
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.
And Those Who Have Never Been Wounded in Love Will Never Be Able to Say: “I Have Lived”. Because They Haven’t.
Promulgated by Paulo Coelho
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.
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.
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:
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!
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!
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.
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!