Joyful people honour people

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Exploration brings revelations

As the saying goes, "never be a jack of all traits but master of none"

This line fought hard with me and constantly make it's irriating apperance to obstruct my thoughts. But in conclusion, if I were to put Dance on the right side of weighing balance and Djing on the left, (both passion that is all on a equal level), I will tilt the left and make it slightly heavier for now; in full confidence that God will provide other avenues for me if dance should go on.

But it does not necessary mean my heart is closed to Godly advice or alternatives. If he opens the door, I will walk it. In short, I am assured that as long as I constantly stay obedient to him, my calling will be revealed with baby steps.

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Food for thoughts

Never adopt a style that is able to conquer unrepentance. The "sarcastic" acceptance of consequences does not allow room for the continuation of wrongdoings.

*On the sideline: I'm hooked on Zenonia2 (:

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Graphic Design Calendar

Looking forward to see the hardcopy of this baby.

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When line meets line

Stand firm in the middle of a small white box.
Because where sin lies is where the lines stop.

Beware of them, for it paves the way to the top.
It may not seem so, but take it and you'll drop.

What can we do but to await for the clearance of the fog,
to stand patiently till his hand delivers us from on top;
back to where we once belonged.

Sin, at the end is just a small white box.

iHEARTrevolutions

Everyone has a dragon

Just returned back from a refreshing sabbath with God.

Extracted from a Cressida Cowell's novel. Hiccup, a clumsy son of the Viking tribe chief had always aspire to become a " true viking" by carrying their belifes; Dragons were pest and were to be hunted down. He longed to enter the dragon combat training to win the honour of killing the first dragon with the entire village as the witness. However the tables turned when befriend Nightfury, a mystical dragon that he shot down by chance one night during a sudden dragon invasion. He realised he could not even lay the knife on a wounded dragon because of compassion. Due to the secret friendship he shared with "Toothless", a name he gave to Nightfury, his knowledge of dragons brought him to excel in dragon combat training to the amazement of his friends.

As the plot gradually unfold, he became sandwiched between performing to his father's high expectation and kill the fiery dragon in the ring with sword and shield; or to persist in his love for dragons by taming it with sincerity. Finally because of his steadfast convictions, he moved the hearts of the vikings and the show ended with the entire village acceptance for the dragons.

Nightfury: Humans
Hiccup: Jesus
Vikings: Pharisees
Giant Parasite Dragon: Devil

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Another leap of understanding

One thing we should never do is to request changing seats with God to take the steering wheel. He will definitely complie, because he is a gentleman; but chances are you will fall badly. Cause his love is too heavy for you to balalnce.

Swimming in his lake of love

iHEARTdriver

Nightmare

It has been a long time since I had a nightmare at such a extend; It kept me deeply engaged that I couldn't wake up at all. Insane.

I found myself in a sealed room, in the middle of 90's street with few detectives and friends.; Joan was a detective! A mass murder case took place there few hours ago. The room had stale air and an eerie atmosphere. Apparently, there were splashes of fresh blood on the grey walls being washed away and corpses were carried out as we talked. It seemed that I was one who had certain level of authority in the team.

The room had no furnitures, but a bathtub and a kitchen. I assumed the men who were doing the cleaning on the walls were people who manages toxic and chemicals, because for some reason, they were dressed in full white-couloured suit; astronaut? At that moment, I felt goosebumps in my dream and we left the place concluding that it had evident links with an ongoing serial-killer case.

Next moment I found myself in contact with a girl. I was entasked with the repsonsibility of protecting her all around the clock. Perhaps she was the next target whom we assumed to be. She works in a office and returns back not to a home but a motel located in the middle of a yellow lighted street. I followed closely behind her in the empty street, till she reached the stairs of her motel and bid her farewell for that day. However, she requested for me to sleep over at her apartment for the night in fear that she will be attacked. With obligations and no house in my dream, I accepted and thank her for the invitation.

I am unable to recall the identity of the girl although I am certain that she is in my circle of friends. Her features; long hair and had similar skin colour as myself. That's all I could remember! Nothing happened that night and I found myself in another scene again.

Sunlight was blazing and glaring. I was in my roller blades when I saw a figure at the distance, similar to the suspect I witnessed before in another scene in my dream. The place had big panels of windows on my left, and behind the windows was a huge building, and outside the building was a open sea with family and kids playing. On my right, it was open sunny afternoon sky shaded by a wall with beautiful italics carvings. Behind the wall had a slightly higher ground, that can be accessed through steps located somewhere at the middle.

Upon seeing the man at a distance, my instincts immediately directed me to hide behind the wall. I found myself breathing softly, crouching low, attempting to peep at him. [The process of walking up the steps didn't happened, I just teleported up] With a closer look, he had a "magician hat" - which I don't suppose it is deemed as uncommon in those days, with a black tux and long black pants. On his hands were a pair of binoculars, scouting around the opposite building. After several minutes, he walked down the steps. I was certain that he was indeed the wanted criminal we were searching for, but wasn't sure if it was wise to apprehend him alone, considering the probability of success rate.

It was then something amusing happened. I saw Sean Poh and James Wong through the carvings of the wall. They saw me too, and understood my intentions. As the man approached towards Sean's directions, we kept in communication with simple sign languages. Finally, since I was on the higher ground, we decided to ambush him. I bladed my way down and he immediately realised he was trapped in between his predators. He dashed through the crowd, into the building as I chased after him. To my amazement, my blading skills improved so much in my dream, like Shenda. He made his way hurridly into the open sands and in desperation attempted to swim a short distance across the waters to another island.

The crowd and onlookers was both confused and shocked at the drama as I took out my blades and swam after him. I dived into the waters, caught him by the collar and pulled some punches. I dragged him back unto the sands and saw him face to face. Gosh, his identity literally shocked me, leaving me speechless. I held him by the neck and began questioning him with loud shouts,

"Why did you kill so many people?!" (I could question him dirctly then, because I knew him well. He was a insecure believer that backslided years ago and had subjected to bully and laughters in school)

He replied me subconciously, both with a laugh and confused look which totally left me disgusted. "For.. fun?"

The case was closed since, and found myself next moment, teaching about the understanding of prayers to my unit in Youth camp. The people present in my unit were unexpected. Faces that I am able to recall in my fingertips were people like Ritchell and Lucas. With a concensus made, in a prayer point which I have forgotten what is it, we dismissed. Everyone mingled around as usual before suddenly going into panic mood; some ran into the hallway and some shouted " He is back!"

My dream ended after seeing a group of power rangers like figure discussing amongst themselves how to go about dealing with traitors in their team. Hello irony.

Dreams are simply so amazing. The pictures that flashes across your head sometimes are so real and able to give you authentic feelings of creeps and warmth at the right moment.

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Lesson learnt

Treat others with your heart, rule yourself with your head. Grace is sometimes best not given to oneself in the face of temptations.

In addition, I made a solemn promise to God in my prayers; Never wanting to use whatever God has given me to take it, and turn back against him. I experience his love once again. It feels so good.

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Funnier than annoying orange

I re-visited my old blog and came across these links. They make me laugh when I'm stressed! Not encourageable to indulge, but nice to watch.

Warning: The link given below has the potential to cause your brains cells to burst one by one, caused by an ultra-violet chain reaction of brain juice; sitmulated by your laughing gas as you watch. Humans diagnosed with diabetes or heart condition,you are strongly encouraged not to be fully engaged in the contents. Especially to the pregnant, DO NOT WATCH. We will not be liable to the damage, or even deaths caused. Please do not try this at home. Thank you.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FFwnnwdtLyg&feature=related

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_ItLd8-P6nM&feature=related

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PhjJYDDXJi0&feature=related

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Tear the veil with the sword of grace

I want to dedicate this poem to one of my very good friend: Weekiat.

DARKNESS IS BEHIND ME

I was a desperate junkie in a foreign land,
Before I was comforted by His hand.
Alone and scared in this evil place,
I turned to a man of a different race.

He was recommended to me by a good friend,
"Satisfy Him and your quest for drugs will end."

My friend was right; He fulfilled all that I craved,
But there was always a price for what He gave.
He gently told me to drop to my knees,
Then whispered "close your eyes; prepare to receive."

"My God help me," I screamed up at the sky,
But with the darkness behind me I began to cry.
Sobbing into the pillow, I felt so ashamed,
That this dark passage into me had become so inflamed.

Just like that the pain disappeared,
I was left feeling content but a little bit weird.
"See that wasn’t so bad," He said to me,
"If your need for drugs returns,
and find a need for great release, call unto me,
same place, same fee!"

Let us fight as if we are more than conquerors today.
iHEARTsheep

DOU

Here 3 cheers for Sunny, hip hip horray, hip hip horray, hip hip horray. My first ever koi bubble milk tea. Nice , cheers (:

iHEARTkoi

Cement for bricks

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A complicated 2 piece puzzle.

Love is a simple 4-letter word used in thousands of forms and associated with endless of significance, depicted by countless of people throughout the context of histories; in relationships, or occassions like valentines and pictured with symbols like roses and hearts. However as much as the list can go on, the truth is Love derived from an only origin. It was him who created love, and he is love.

1 Corinthians 13:4-7 (New International Version)
4Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. 5It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. 6Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. 7It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.

Just recently, I had a conversation with David Hoe. We started evaluating a system and it's flaws. Though I attempted with my seemingly clever answers and solutions, none seemed to be the fitting block. "Methodology" was a new word I learnt that day, but could not be of any use too. At the end, I was defeated by this four letter word; LOVE. It is the most credible solution enough to answer all.

Love was not an alien to me after being in this Love-filled community for such a long span of time, coming across different situations of loving people and inking down the theories in countless pages - However the truth that I realised is I have lost the fear and discomfort of loving people around me, focused too much on the actions of love, seeked it's trails, and had been contented with such.

Dear God, I pray that even before I expect my people to love, deal with me first by teaching me how to recaptivate the joy of loving with discomfort again. Even though I may struggle at times, I want to persist and press on. Be it as a person, as a shepherd, let everything I do simply flow out from your love for me, and mine to others. Amen.

A word easy to communicate, yet most difficult to be taught. Going to start by bringing my love from my temple to my heart.

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Be still and know that I'm God

Before refrigerators, people used ice-houses to preserve their food. Ice-houses had thick walls, no windows, and a tightly fitted door. In winter, when streams and lakes were frozen, large blocks of ice were cut from the frozen waters, hauled to the ice-houses, and covered with sawdust. Often these ice-blocks would last well into the summer.

One man lost a valuable watch while working in an ice-house. He searched diligently for it, carefully raking through the sawdust, but didn’t find it. His fellow workers also looked, but their efforts, too, proved futile. A small boy who heard about the fruitless search slipped into the ice-house during the noon hour and soon emerged with the watch.

Amazed, the men asked him how he found it.

“I closed the door,” the boy replied, “lay down in the sawdust, and kept very still. Soon I heard the watch ticking.”
(story taken from “Directions” by James Hamilton)

Dying will fufilled

Catching the magnificent landscapes from 30,000 feet above the earth, feeling the Aussie cooling air breezing through my delicate skin, feeding stupid farm sheep and playing with dogs all day long. These were just some of the objectives on my fingertips that were met during the seemingly long 7 days trip. Not forgetting the daring moment of sharing Christ to one of my classmates at 12.00am. Let technology be the most effective avenue to present the pictures, and let them do the talking. I am exhausted, goodnight. Cheers (:

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