Friday, February 26, 2010

# 193 We All Know The State of Economics Now

When the only biggest angpau you got was RM20, you'll place Hari Raya on higher value, cancel CNY out of the bff-list, "like" all your Indian friends' comments on Facebook and love God even more EVEN if Christmas (which will never happen) fails you.

PS: CNY is still out of the Bff list until further notice next year. If you know what i mean.
Best Friends Forever by rockin_thefreeworld

Monday, February 22, 2010

# 192 Why Hollywood's No Longer My Hollywood.

Love was with you when you took your first breath and will be with you till your last and for the rest of eternity. That's more than i need already. Overflowing. Let, love and Love flow out as an extension from Love Himself. Yea, Hollywood was right ONLY with one line saying, "Love can make you do crazy things". As much as that is true, i dare to say, that Hollywood never meant it when they say, "I'll die for you" in their movies. Not as much as how i would die EACH DAY for MY Love who first died for me. Go to the martyrs, the persecuted and the suffering, show to the world what it has been blinded away from.
Iraq War (Windows of Suffering #5) by David Lewis-Baker
PS: Hollywood, it's time to be convicted.


Friday, February 19, 2010

# 191 Beautiful Savior

Knees to the earth, here I am.

Kid bows down by NiCk AnDeRsEn.

# 181 I Know

Everyday's a perfect day, filled with straight lines and stars aligned.
As long as i can see even without my eyes, i know my days are perfect and beautiful.

The Perfect Day by Liz Barrett
PS: Look Who created it.

# 180 "The Pictures Here Are Just For Fun..."

Lens Reflections by AdamJacobsPhotos
Come to think of it, having a nice cup of tea while watching your family laugh and work together to beat the computer in a chess game is one heck of a great time. On top of that, it's on the LCD screen! On top of that top, (haha) you get to catch up with some non-biological siblings online too. Trying to avoid myself from mentioning names here in caution of these species getting all SS over the place. Responsibility to the society, i call it. haha

Until then, an exciting week awaits. With a message, an iPhone and a crack-a-licious something something....
365 - 358 - life through a lens by the brownhorsejester™ Lens Cleaner by frozenjester
School, wonder how it would feels like being back again. Seeking for a new perspective each day. One that will see no evil, but the good behind it. Lips shut, eyes intensified. It's my lenses that needs to be changed, not God's plans.

jester™ Lens Cleaner by frozenjester365 - 358 - life through a lens by the brownhorse

Yep, i know, it's been a while. Cheers!

Friday, February 12, 2010

# 179 A Little Recovery



How-I-Met-Your-Mother-Cast-how-i-met-your-mother-791248_1280_1024 by Alastair2003


How I Met Your Mother.
You just won't get tired of it.

Barney: "Meet me at the bar in 15 minutes! ....and wear a SUIT!"
" The 'Have you met Ted?' game!"

Yeap, new year's gonna be awesome. the ph-ood...

# 178 Oh, I'm Letting Loose.

Hollywood wants to make you think what love is.
I tell you, sometimes, even Discovery tells lies.


I put You in front of me, so everyone can see my Love.
I know I'll be alright as long as You be my guide, my Love.

Show me, Love,
That truly, You are the one and only Perfect Love.
Make me think about Your unthinkable sacrifice.
Only by RESISTING evil and putting You first will suffice.

Your thorns and nails,
GOD!!! break me as how You've broken Yourself for me!
How do i deserve You whom i hail?!
Of all, You've chosen me.

devil, touch me no more. FASTING in your face!

No where else, O Father.

Monday, February 8, 2010

# 177 A Date With Passion

Dragging our steps to school,

Is surely something we despise to do.

Often, our senses desire other satisfactions, true?

“Anything, BUT school”, we choose.


We’re blinded by our own lenses!

Fooled by our own “know-it-all”-senses.

The news, the negative views we choose breathe in,

Brings life to a cursing critic from within.

It only takes a U-turn in our naïve perspectives.

May your virtual views hold you not as captives.


The point of you coming to class,

Is the point of this poem becoming a must.

On the way to school,

Mould a new passion each day in the bus,

Refresh your mind before it turns to dust.

Your soul will appreciate and assure you just.


Drowned yourself each day with your passion,

Till there is no space for any zero-valued addition.

If you have no clue why you’re even at this institution,

You’re wasting 5 years or 1825 days of your youth potion.

It’s not the day’s fault that you find it stuffed with boredom,

Truth be told, for it was Created in utter perfection.

PS: It’s you who lived it out with no passion.