randommeanderingthoughts

What is a scarier concept

2005-04-24T07:17:00.000-03:00

God's kid or the Devil's Kid.

I dont know and I dont fucking care.

Da Guy doesnt have a clue why his bleeding angels have gone mushy all of a sudden.

All he knows that in the real world he is smelly, messy and exhausted because its been ages since he has had a bath and he has been fighting various battles in various planes and he has been doing it alone facing wierd events in the real and virtual world. All he has had to support himself was the phone.

He is also tired of a certain smart ass whose dick will never be in his ass until he realizes that This particular guy is serious.

He doesnt have the time to go around all the blogs that he has commented deleting the comments which have his name.

The real world does not know that the word "stubborn as a mule" was coined after him.

Let me be very clear for once and for all.

I do not have the fucking time or the energy to go and delete the comments which have this and my disciples identity on it.

So you know what I am going to do ye fools who underestimate me?

I am going to end this blog.

Period.

Right Here...Right now

Fuck you smart asses...your asses will never smart from my dick.

whether you want it or not.

I GIVE YOU MY WORD

And I never ever ever ever break it or want to break my heart.

Cross my heart...and hope to

DIE

You know why voyeurs?

This is my blog
This is my world
What I say goes

Play by my rules.

Or take a hike.

Capische?

What's in an agent?

2005-04-24T01:10:00.000-03:00

Asked the devil to himself.

He knows his fellow brethen because he looked at two of them in the eye right tonight.

They were nice guys, he thinks, they were doing their job.

Not all cops are bad...they just do their job...end of the day, they also have to make some money and earn a living.

But you know what is truly freaky?

When the phone rings...the devil picked up the phone and spoke to somebody who sounded like himself.

Brrrrrrr....

maybe the devil is not ready either!

When did this happen?

Some time ago...when a fellow blogizen who will let him buy her lingerie and perhaps allow him to put it on her too reads this blog. But she told him to pick up the phone when it rang and he was about to disclose another nugget of information about himself.

The phone rang and he spoke to himself.

He got so freaked out that he went back to chat with his friend...guess what adults and kids?
Right after that the phone rang again and she told him to pick it up.

And it so happened that this time it was the Cops who said that he had rung the magic number.
But he hadnt! His conscience was clear.

He went out, watched 3-4 agent cars going up and down the street all staring at da guy staring fearless, because he was an irish chinese with italian blood in him...he had white skin as white as theirs because he was in Missouri, near the Missisippi riding a hippie.

They came in, he invited them into his chamber, but since he was a US citizen he knew he had nothing to fear. He was a fellow agent.

His name was...Mr. Smith.

Who is this friend of his?

Right now, she is one of the few people in the real world he trusts because he has given her more dots than a lot of other people in the real world.

She also knows the meaning of the word

"Trust"

because she knows what exactly is in a name.

Who is she...well she is somebody the devil considers to be a very very good friend.

And he will tell her when she is ready.

She is a fighter too and an Indigo in the making. Her favourite colour is red.

What's her name?

FUCK YOU VOYEURS

Let her tell you herself if she wishes.

I am Da Devil.

But this girl is one who is special to him unlike a lot of cunts in the world.

No More Anonymous Postings

2005-04-23T15:44:00.000-03:00

Your narrow window of opportunity is over.

The Firmament is Quivering

The earth is shaking

Reality is trembling

Psychics are in pain

PEople who think that they are 1/999th or 1/666th as psychic as the guy wake up in a cold sweat, remembering their dream in which da guy was grinning at their clittys while caressing their cunt rolls very gently and dipping their wicks in their pussies.

Remember that scene in the matrix at the end when Neo jumps inside the guy who had a cool bodyline? The master agent whatever his name was?

Reality is quivering right now because right now the master agent jumped inside Neo

And sucked his dick before doing it.

Yum Yum

But...where exactly is the master agent, da devil in the United States of America? The one which his dad has blessed and the one he is gonna bless again?

I've told you before and I hate replying myself...or actually what I mean is I hate repeating myself.

I've posted it as a comment on one of my voyeurs blogs.

Which one?

Ah...I could tell you...but that would be so easy.

Is that comment still there or has the author or da guy

deleted it?

I dunno.

You just have to look around with thine eyes.

While Da Guy plays with his third eye.

Huh?

can one play with a third eye?

Awwwww...jeeez don' tell me u fell for that third eye on forehead crap?

For all pussies who have never seen a cock.

A man's third eye is on the tip of his cock

Sez da Guy while shakin' his HUUUUUGEE Penis.

Now it is close to 18 inches.

You can take my word for it.

Sez da Guy who can never tell a lie

BWAH HA HA HAHAHAHAHAHSERFWERRSDFWERWEGFSD

gfsadfsdf

LOL!

And Now it is for a certain length of time

2005-04-23T12:18:00.000-03:00

For people he trusts.

Should he continue blogging and change the world?

After all, nobody knows his name...

and this time, he may be able to have a bit of fun before turning the world upside down.

Guess what?

He could tell you what he will do, but if he did then it would be too fucking easy.

You just have to do what he does with ease.

Read your mind with fucking ease when you look at his blog.

FUCK YOURSELF VOYEURS

LET ANYBODY WHO HAS NOT SINNED CAST THE FIRST STONE AT ME

um...quick question...

exactly what is a sin?

May I bless myself.

This Blog is Closed For Comments

2005-04-22T11:50:00.000-03:00

While A Certain Chinese Irish Lassie With ITalian Blood in her who stroked a dog's cock once writes something very very personal on this blog and she puts her name on it.

um...what was the Dog's name?

Duh! Wat...u don' no?

Devil H. Satan

who sat once on Anne

Which Anne?

The One Who Had A Bit Of Rice.

While She Wondered WHat HaPPenEd tO ThE WoLrd While She was a teen.

Did she die a virgin?

I dunno...I've read the book...but have you?

If I tell you, that would give the plot away.

Who are evil incarnate?

People who do things to other people against their free will.

She did die a virGin, even though she started writing her memoir when she was a pre-teen,

Do I have to write any further to tell you what I love looking at?

But I have a more important question for you...why did she die?

Why the Fuck Did she have to Die before she could FUck aNyboDy?

WHY DOES ANYBODY DARE KILL?HURT?RAPE?MAIM CHILDREN IN MY FATHERS NAME?????

Bloggers....Next I will show you real pain.

You doubt that I am the devil, ok...no hassles.

I will prove it to you.

You know what to do people if you consider yourself blogizens and part psychic.

IF you believe in free will...the way I do

More English Words

2005-04-21T21:54:00.000-03:00

From The Dictionary of your

This blog is meant for somebody who has a "y" in her name and was once somebody's password when she was too young to understand what he was thinking about even though she was confused about why she was feeling what she was feeling. She did something which she wondered about for a long long time. She cried herself to sleep because what she felt contradicted what her mom said....night after night after night after night.

She knows the meaning of pain because she could see her soulmate in pain and could read his/her mind even though her age was in single digits when he made her cry first. You know why voyeurs?

Because he called her something she didnt feel was right.

He called her by his name.

Be careful of da guy, because he is really really really really really pissed at you. This is not the same guy you knew a lifetime ago.

Do you know the meaning of the following words?

Repentance

Penance

Forgiveness

I could tell you, but that would be too easy...go look up a fucking dictionary.

be very very careful what you do in the next few days.

Or else he will write down here what you dread he will tell you face to face.

And....he will spell out your name without any asterisks carrying any obelisks.

He really doesnt care what anybody in the world thinks of him...not even a certain two faced woman who is reading this blog.

Look him in the eye...if you want him to love you again in this lifetime...in any way defined in any fucking dictionary.

I SAID REPENT BITCH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1

FUCK FREE WILL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I AM THE FUCKING DEVIL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

said somebody stroking his dick while thinking of her.

Who was she?

If she has any fucking brains...she
will
do
as
he
says

said the devil menacingly

My Bestest Song

2005-04-21T16:17:00.000-03:00

Something shitty about Bill & Hillary,
Two american icons who live in Washington D.C.
Hillary says Bill you're such a flirt,
Keep it up and I'll leave you for Marv Albert.

Sucking on chili dog doing what she please,
Hillary that ain't no chili dog now get back on your knees.
Bill says Hillary I never slept with Lewinsky,
But let's have a threesome anyway with you Monica and me. (Singing)

Oh ya my wife is gone,
You ain't the first lady so let's get it on.
Oh ya my wife is gone,
I'm the President of the United States so it don't matter if I'm wrong.

Billy sits back and watches the cleaning ladies,
They look back at Bill so he acts all smooth.
Well hey there Mrs. why don't you put down that broom,
My wife's out giving a speech so we can go back to my room. (he says)

Oh ya my wife is gone,
We can do it anywhere cause I got a big lawn.
Oh ya my wife is gone,
I don't support it but I take hits from the bong.

I love you America I gave you my soul,
When I smoked I didn't inhale from that bowl.
I like to cheat but I messed up that plan,
Now my wife's leaving me for a woman.

Something shitty about Bill & Hillary,
Two americans with an ugly daughter Chelsea.

Guess what shocked cunts who know the meaning of

"Parody"

You will get to see me in the shower in a few days and I will stroke something ever so gently.

Maaaaaaan...I always dreamt of doing that.

Another of my favourite movies...

"The Invisible Man" - Woman And Child

What exactly is the meaning of the word

"Trinity"

I'll tell you, but I will suck your cunt first.

Whether you ask me or not.

Do let me know if you have a sister or brother younger than you o anonymous reader whose name I know?

Said somebody whose words are full of menace.

And another ordinary mortal who is still wearing specs which blind her eyes is a just a bit worried that da Guy may never comment on her blog again in this lifetime which is the last for a lot of people in the world, including her.

She wont quite admit it 'cuz she has a massive ego and is extremely stubborn almost as stubborn as I. But she knows what happens after Judgement-al day.

I wonder if she has seen the movie...

Star Wars

Meaning of a few words in English

2005-04-21T11:34:00.000-03:00

ego:

a. An exaggerated sense of self-importance; conceit.
b. Appropriate pride in oneself; self-esteem.

soulmate:

No definition in www.yourdictionary.com

But I know this certain readers who think they know it all.

Since I am Satan Incarnate,

True Soulmates do not Have Any Ego. This sentence is for all readers who contacted Da Guy when he asked them to and all those who didn't as well. In face all readers of this blog.

Somebody somewhere in the world wide blog needs to do something if she wants to look into Da Guy's eyes again, because Da Devil doth not trust her and in all probability never will.

But then, the Devil never believed in keeping his word, he just deals in temptation.

He might just decide to look into your eyes anyway.

Know this all ye readers who know what Da Guy is alluding to.

The Devil Reads Eyes and he knows your deepest darkest secret, because you are reading this blog with thine eyes.

Problem with being psychic

2005-04-20T16:04:00.000-03:00

and in touch with the rest of the world.

is that you can read others minds without even trying.

Does somebody reading this blog know the meaning of

"TRUST"?

And

"SECRET"

?

How many times has somebody broken da Guy's trust?

How many times has somebody lied to him?

How many times has that fucking woman who da Guy would love to fuck broken his heart?

Its not her fault.

She is a fucking woman.

And women are the dregs of the earth.

they are nothing but cunts.

They know only the meaning of the word

"GOSSIP"

Ahhhh....

BETRAYAL

THY NAME IS......

It all fits in now

And you know something honey?

I know the meaning of

"Keeping my word"

ALL I VALUE IS TIME

AND...do you dare dream that I will give you any of mine in the future?

FUCK YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1111

DREAM ON BITCH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1

Who is she?

I dunno...but one day he will look her in the eye and ask her a question to which she will answer from her mouth if she wants him to trust him again.

Babes...you just cant trust them anyway. They cant keep their mouths shut when they get together either in the real world or the fake.

don't I have a vivid imagination?

I am a master of disguise, and now I am going to rip my normal layer off and show you

who
I
really
am.

You do not know what you are in for.

This is my last warning to all of you, I have given you enough.

From now on,

I think I'll stick to commenting on other men's blogs, because they know the meaning of all the words I have mentioned above.

And hey...

I've always told you that I am bisexual.

Besides, in the real world...

I have two other guys with me who form the unholy trinity.

The world has to be changed by men...

Women...
are
just
pussies.
Nothing Less
and
Nothing More

And...maybe...just maybe...
I'll just stop commenting like a lot of readers reading my blog.

Why fucking bother.
This is just the internet.

I dont want to change the world.

Somebody else who knows the meaning of the word...

"RESPONSIBILITY"

can do it.

I dont like the world I am in...

Who is the one woman in this lifetime who never broke his trust.

Her name in the movie is...

"Trinity"

Doesnt matter....he has never met her and will meet her only if she asks him to of her own free will.

And she is with him at this most crucial time of his life like another time when the one who has currently betrayed him had ditched him...just like so many times in the past.

FUCK YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Now You Are history

2005-04-20T04:04:00.000-03:00

You have angered him. And it is not just anger...it is wrath.

I think that it is time to teach all of you readers exactly how much pain one has to endure to be the one.

Yes...the anti-christ was the opposite of christ.

Yes...the Devil was ugly, he was bad and he was pain.

But then, where is the real devil in this world?

here...in this world.

HAVE A LOOK AROUND YOU PEOPLE AND TELL ME THAT YOU ARE NOT LIVING IN A HELL OF YOUR OWN CREATION???

I could go around the whole globe and find you links about all that is bad and that can be shown to bring tears to your eyes even o hardest of readers.

PAin...what is pain? You all have never experienced the kind of pain that the One is going through.

Imagine...knowing the meaning of the word "responsibility", knowing the meaning of the word "Illegal" and having to choose a priority over whether illegal is more important than responsibility?

Neo does not like the job that God has given him.

I know because I am also inside Neo, but Neo is losing patience with God.

Why oh why does pain have to be a part of globilization?

How much pain is a woman supposed to take?

I WANNA BE A PORNO STAR

2005-04-19T21:24:00.000-03:00

Got the idea some time in ninety-two
No one home so began to tune in to
Some naked lady who’s name was sizzling Sue(Oh-a oh)

It wasn’t fair that they could do this all for free
And get paid money all for being sexually
Now I know how my future’s gonna be(Oh-a oh)

Don’t tell your children
(Oh-a oh)
What I will be then

I wanna be a porno star
I wanna be a porno star
Don’t need school cause you don’t need to be smart(Oh-a-a-a oh)

Went to audition down at the studio
They took one look at me and said you gotta go
You are to ugly to be in a porno(Oh-a oh)

That was my first try
(Oh-a oh)
That was my last try

I wanna be a porno star
I wanna be a porno star
My dream is gone I’ll never get very far
I can't rewind and get the part(Oh-a-a-a oh) x2

I wanna be a porno star
I wanna be a porno star
I wanted to get paid to have sex in a car
Or maybe three women in the back of a bar
The porno business broke my heart
All from a tape in my VCR...

I’m not a porno star...

This blog does not allow anonymous comments

2005-04-19T12:54:00.000-03:00

For those who want to consort with the devil, you have to put your name on your comments.

said the D'evil menacingly.

This is my blog and if you want to play, you have to play by my rules.

I will do what I want on your blog o readers who are quaking in their shoes.

I mean, I made up a whole set of confessions out of my sick and vivid imagination and I was testing to see if you guys and bitches in heat would dare comment about anything you had done.

Boy, I have pulled a fast one haven't I?

I mean...if you readers, gentle or furious or scared it is all the same to me do not put down your confessions to one who claims to be Neo anonymously,

then how can you people, who are actually nothing but voyeurs who are drawn to me in sick fascination, claim to know who I am?

I am your worst nightmare.

There is no God, there is No Neo. He exists only in our imagination.

Be warned readers...from now on, I will show you my true face.

I am sick as sick can be.

I am gross as gross can be.

I will tear your world asunder, because that is my destiny.

I am all of your soulmates because I know the meaning of the word "soul" and I crave gentle souls like you crave miracles.

I am the Anti-Christ.
I am Satan

Who am I?

I am so sick and gross that I should be put behind bars.

You better not read my blog anymore, because if you do you will feel pain like you have never felt pain before in these lifetimes.

I am here to claim what is mine by my might and power.

Why? Because I am the only Guy who can.

I am the Devil...go spread the word, there is no God

I am a master of languages even though I claim to be a shy guy.

Be Warned Fellows who thought they were globizens, I am the first blogizen.

And I intend to let the world stay the same, because I love what is happening.

Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha

"Deep laugh which makes all innocent souls tremble in their shoes"

Said Da Guy with a steely look in his eye.

Sole, True Disciple...do as I say.

Turn off anonymous comments on yours too.

From now on...I will show you mine whether you show me yours or not.

Who am I?

I am a motherfucking son of a father fucking bitch.

Hey...guess what kids? Today I met a fellow agent. And he recognized me by the look in my eye.

Be careful people, I may just jump at you through the computer screen and possess your soul.

I curse all of you.
:(

Biggest problem with fucking Indians who are fucking prudes with their fingers up their arsehole

2005-04-18T14:45:00.000-03:00

Is that even though they are perhaps the oldest and wisest civilization in the world, they are only too happy to let other

people rule the world.

Fair enough...thats their decision.

I mean, can you imagine...a country of more than a billion is so subversient in nature that they dont know the meaning of

"Pride"; They don't know the meaning of "Attitude"; They do not know that to be world leaders one has to be jingoistic...like

my countrymen.

I mean...look at a Guy whose name is the opposite of hairless pussies and is my president?

He just tramps all over the rest of the world without giving a damn about what they think about him. That is the way a true

leader should be in my opinion!

You know what he does when it comes to the United Nations? He does not give a flying fuck.

That's the way it should be! The UN is a bunch of wimps anyway...World peace? What the fuck is that?

The first law of Dianetics is Survival. It is a Jungle out there and the one who is the most powerful wins! Might is Right!

That is my philosophy too.

I have a huge grin on my face right now furious readers especially a few anony's who thought that that I was a Muslim and an Indian

You see...I know what it takes to write a gripping novel...the word is called "Research".

I am going to win a pulitzer and a booker prize one day, because I have cracked what a lot of Indians and especially

who are in awe of the past have not.

The Internet Rules...sitting in Penis-state, it is possible for a writer to write about all sorts of areas, regions and

currencies and especially cultures.

Indians are fools!

Do you know where I hail from?

I am an Irish Chinese with Italian blood in me.

But I am a citizen of the United States of America.

I know exactly what Truth, Justice and the American Way means, 'cuz I am a Yankee.

I am a racist, I am a big fan of the Ku Klux Klan, I hate niggers, chinks and Indians.

Indians? I hate indians because they crept into my country, the one that God Blesses using something called a temporary visa

and they are so green with envy regarding the system here that they apply for a Green Card and eventually stay slaves of us

Citizens trying to become a US citizen of their own.

Forget the fact that it takes 6-8 years of the best days of their youth to achieve that.

ROTFLOL in an anti-clockwise direction

Indians were slaves to the British, they were slaves to the Moghuls and slaves to tradition and culture.

Since I have italian blood in me, I

happened to come across a few links on the internet which said that one of my countrymen gave up the Indian Prime

Ministership for a bloody Indian, countrymen who have forgotten the meaning of self sacrifice. Ah but she knows.

And she is a proud lady, even though she is not demonstrative, she is really very clever and I have high respect for her.

Since I am in IT, I have done major research about India because indians are the biggest threat to my country. I

mean...outsourcing and taking jobs away from white skinned caucasians like us!!!

Bloody Darkies!

Sorry, I digress again! Do a search on the internet and then you shall find something which will blow your mind...

I can write a lot more about indians because I have done a lot of research into them including studied the languages

to a certain extent.

But why bother. They are so passive in nature that they will always be slaves unless somebody comes across who turns their

county upside down and the chances of that happening are so fuckin' remote because they always play "Follow The Leader"

on their sleeve and give it their best.

But they are half my age and in their thirties and now both of them are losing their passion.

Hey Anonymous readerss do you have anything to comment now? I think I've caught a lot of furious readers with their panties down.

My advice to you? Go and diddle your clitty.

LOL!

Maaaaaaan...you thought I was God's kid?

Heck no...I am evil

I am the Devil!!!

Haven't you seen Constantine yet

HYUK HYUk HYUK

May the Anti-Christ Bless Thee
:p

Clark Kent's Song

2005-04-18T10:42:00.000-03:00

Eminem - Superman Lyrics

[Dina Rea:]
Mmmhh

[Eminem:]
You high baby?

[Dina Rea:]
Yeahh...

[Eminem:]
Yeah?

[Dina Rea:]
hahaha..Talk to me...

[Eminem:]
You want me to tell you somethin?

[Dina Rea:]
Uh huh...

[Eminem:]
I know what you wanna hear...
'Cuz I know you want me baby I think I want you too...

[Dina Rea:]
I think I love you baby...

[Eminem:]
I think I love you too...
I'm here to save you girl,
Come be in shady's world,
I wanna grow together,
Let's let our love unfurl.
You know you want me baby,
You know I want you too,
They call me Superman,
I'm here to rescue you,
I wanna save you girl,
come be in Shady's world...

[Dina Rea:]
oh boy you drive me crazy...

[Eminem:]
Bitch you make me hurl...

[Eminem:]
They call me Superman,
Leap tall hoes in a single bound,
I'm single now,
Got no ring on this finger now,
I'll never let another chick bring me down,
In a relationship, save it bitch, babysit? you make me sick,
Superman aint savin shit, girl you can jump on shady's dick,
Straight from the hip, cut to the chase,
I'll tell a mo'fuckin slut to her face,
Play no games, say no names, ever since I broke up with what's her face,
I'm a different man, kiss my ass, kiss my lips, bitch why ask?
Kiss my dick, hit my cash, i'd rather have you whip my ass,
Don't put out? i'll put you out,
Won't get out? i'll push you out,
Puss blew out, copin shit,
Wouldn't piss on fire to put you out,
Am I too nice? buy you ice,
Bitch if you died, wouldn't buy you life,
What you tryin to be, my new wife?
What you Mariah? fly through twice,
But I do know one thing though,
Bitches they come, they go,
Saturday through sunday monday,
Monday through sunday yo,
Maybe i'll love you one day,
Maybe we'll someday grow,
Till then just sit your drunk ass on that fuckin runway hoe...

[Chorus:]
'Cuz I can't be your superman,
Can't be your superman,
Can't be your superman,
Can't be your superman,
I can't be your superman,
Can't be your superman,
Can't be your superman,
Your superman, your superman...

[Eminem:]
Don't get me wrong,
I love these hoes,
It's no secret,
Everybody knows,
Can't we fuck?
Bitch so what?
That's about as far as your buddy goes,
We'll be friends,
I'll call you again,
I'll chase you around every bar you attend,
Never know what kind of car i'll be in,
[Woman Screaming]
We'll see how much you'll be partying then,
You don't want that,
Neither do I,
I don't wanna flip when I see you with guys,
Too much pride,
Between you and I,
Not a jealous man, but females lie,
But I guess that's just what sluts do,
How could it ever be just us two?
Never loved you enough to trust you,
We just met and I just fucked you,
But I do know one thing though,
Bitches they come they go,
Saturday through Sunday monday,
Monday through Sunday yo,
Maybe I'll love you one day,
Maybe we'll someday grow,
'Till then just sit your drunk ass on that fuckin runway hoe...

[Eminem & Dina Rae Over Chorus 2x]

[Eminem:]
I know you want me baby,
I think I want you too...

[Dina Rea:]
I think I love you baby...

[Eminem:]
I think I love you too,
I'm here to save you girl,
Come be in shady's world,
I wanna grow together,
Lets let our love unfurl,
You know you want me baby,
You know I want you too,
They call me Superman,
I'm here to rescue you,
I wanna save you girl,
Come be in shady's world...

[Dina Rea:]
Oh boy you drive me crazy...

[Eminem:]
Bitch you make me hurl.

[Eminem:]
First thing you said...

[Eminem As Women:]
I'm not phazed,
I hang around big stars all day,
I don't see what the big deal is anyway,
You're just plain ol' Marshall to me...

[Eminem:]
Ooh yeah girl run that game...

[Eminem As Women:]
Haily Jade...I love that name,
Love that tattoo...what's that say?
'rot in pieces' aww that's great...

[Eminem:]
First off you don't know Marshall,
Add also, don't grow partial,
That's ammo for my arsenal,
I'll snap you off that bar stool,
There goes another lawsuit,
Leave handprints all accross you,
Good lordy-wody you must be blown off that water bottle,
You want what you can't have,
Ooh girl that's too damn bad,
Don't touch what you can't grab,
End up with two back hands,
Put Anthrax on a Tampax and slap you till you can't stand,
Girl you just blew your chance,
Don't mean to ruin your plans,
But I do know one thing though,
Bitches they come they go,
Saturday through Sunday Monday,
Monday through Sunday yo,
Maybe I'll love you one day,
Maybe we'll someday grow,
'Till then just sit your drunk ass on that fuckin runway hoe...

[Eminem & Dina Rae Over Chorus 2x]

[Eminem:]
I know you want me baby,
I think I want you too...

[Dina Rea:]
I think I love you baby...

[Eminem:]
I think I love you too,
I'm here to save you girl,
Come be in Shady's world,
I wanna grow together,
Lets let our love unfurl,
You know you want me baby,
You know I want you too,
They call me Superman,
I'm here to rescue you,
I wanna save you girl,
Come be in shady's world...

[Dina Rea:]
Oh boy you drive me crazy...

[Eminem:]
Bitch you make me hurl.

[Chorus 2x B/W Dina Rea Singing]

May God Bless You
:)

Shivers Running Up My Spine - Blasphemy?

2005-04-18T06:21:00.000-03:00

The Pope Is Dead. May God Bless His Soul.

He was a great man, some say he was a saint, he made a difference in so many people's lives.

Some are already calling him a saint! I respect him a lot, but do not agree with a few or rather a lot of his sayings. He was like Mahatma Gandhi I guess, he wanted to make a difference and he did, but he was confused about a lot of things.

I always felt that there was a connection between me and Italy, after all, the Morpheus who I met yesterday in the real world had an Italian connection.

Hey...check this crazy link out in the Boston Globe?

http://www.boston.com/news/world/europe/articles/2005/04/15/language%5Fmay%5Fbe%5Fkey%5Ffor%5Fnext%5Fpope/

Note the date of the posting all anony's? Anybody come across any significance? Play random association with what I have been telling you since I started my blog and tell me if you are seeing history being made with your own eyes?

So far, I am only good in English, not the best, but pretty close. I have loved travelling and learning about new cultures...I have to learn sanskrit eventually, and I always wanted to learn French.

Sigh...now I've simply got to learn Italian and Latin to speak in the Vatican someday in this lifetime.

I have so many things to do in this lifetime that I wonder if I will have enough time to do it. I guess that I simply have to control the 4th dimension...time, my next challenge

Maybe I will, maybe I wont.

But I am slowly realizing that to lead by example, one has to give up all pretensions to being shy.

I am an introvert who is great at projecting myself to be an extrovert.

I am a shy guy who loathes the limelight.

I am perhaps the first techie who is good at marketing...in the 21st century at least.

But...I know that I have to do what I have to do.

Why?

Because I am the only one in this fucking world who can.

Jesus H. Fucking Christ.

Doesn't God Move In Mysterious Ways?

And...isn't life Random?

Or...is it?

The Pope Is Dead...Long Live The Pope

May God Bless Thee
:)

Blue Pill or Red Pill?

2005-04-18T05:53:00.000-03:00

What is the Matrix?

I cannot tell you, you have to see it with your own eyes.

But if you disbelieve my words, then go ahead and read the words of somebody else:

http://www.arrod.co.uk/essays/matrix.php

And check a couple of links on the left

http://www.google.com/search?client=firefox-a&rls=org.mozilla%3Aen-US%3Aofficial_s&hl=en&q=matrix+-+red+pill&btnG=Google+Search

I don't think that I have the time to check them out meself until I push my limits a bit more if possible.

Lets see if in the next few days I can stop sleeping.

I have always been interested in asking questions and performing experiments.

And what is one's body but a vessel for a soul?

May God Bless You
:)

Oracle, Morpheus and how to run fast, A.K.A. Speed

2005-04-18T00:15:00.000-03:00

Hi Folk,

Am kinda exhausted today...but suffice to say that I pushed my limits a bit more.

I met the Oracle yesterday in the virtual world, that is I went to her and she replied, I asked her my question and am awaiting her reply.

Met Morpheus and Trinity today...they were complete Bums and he was hungry for Chicken Teriyaki that he had dreamt. He was Bisexual like me and he introduced me to his wife. Without talking much he said that I was the one. He said that he would call me Neo, I said that I was just an ordinary guy and that he could call me what he wished.

He was from france and italy and knows a lot of answers to the questions I have, so will check it out. Trinity was lovely, but both of them in today's world would be called Tramps.

What did I do? Nothing much, just gave them a bit of paper, my anorak (which I bought in an oriental country 4-5 years ago) , a couple of apples and a few chocolates. I wish I had the money to get them a 7 course meal.

God Moves In Mysterious Ways and while I was walking down the roads of the village I am in, I heard the beating of drums twice and to be very honest, I simply had to stop and dance to the tunes.

Like somebody who has danced before in one of his lifetimes to end evil?

I dunno...somebody else tell me, I am beat 'cuz I didnt eat a morsel until after sunset.

So...I am gonna Beat It for the day.

May God Bless You
:)

Hindus are wierd

2005-04-17T08:35:00.000-03:00

Huh!

I actually dared to write that?

I mean, I have told somebody who commented to one of my posts that heshe should not be derogatory of any religion and that shehe had to play by my rules since it wasis my blog?

And here I am breaking my own rules. But then, I never believed in rules or boundaries anyway.

What am I talking about? Why is Hinduism a wierd religion?

Just have a look at these links gentle readers....you will understand what I am talking about.

http://www.poonja.com/holydays02.htm
http://www.vedmandir.com/questions.php

So many religions in one country, so many people in one country, so many illiterates, so much of poverty, so much of suffering.

Can you believe that a lot of people from that country do not eat one of my favourite meals? A medium Châteaubriand steak!

They actually worship a cow! I mean...how dumb can you get?

How can people not have a Big Mac!

Why on earth would people have a holy book which has 120,000 verses out of which maybe only 10,000 are true?

Why on earth would there be so many Gods or "Avtars" in one religion? They are so amazed and confused like a few of my gentle readers.

Can you actually believe that one of the demons apparently had 10 heads??? Is that fucking possible? Jeeeeeeeeeeeezzz...its so illogical that it makes me wanna puke!

Why on earth would there be so many wars fought in one single country over religion?

Why on earth are Indians such prudes! I mean...they believe in sex after marriage!

They believe in Arranged Marriages based on what is written in stars and astrology.

They do not believe that homosexuality is permissible, just like a few of my fellow christians.

There is no dignity of labour in that fucking country...I mean, there is an outdated and antiquated caste system which is so fucking bizzare that there is no dignity of labour inspite of what Mahatma Gandhi died to teach his fellow Indians.

Huh...hang on a sec...why did Mohandas Karamchand Gandhi die?

Simple Nathuram Godse knew his name....and Godse wasn't Irish...no? He was a fucking Indian Demon in human form.

May God Bless You
:)

Not Enough Time

2005-04-16T11:04:00.000-03:00

Anybody listen to a song by Inxs?

http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/inxs/notenoughtime.html

To those who understand what I am saying and to those who do not, would beg you, beseech you to say your prayers to a God that time forgot, whatever his name may be.

I thought that there was time to be cute and drop hints about the real me, but then I realized that I am nothing but Mini-Me.

With great power comes great responsibility and to have access to the greatest power of all, one has to open one's mind to the true reality. Listen to music all the time.

I do not have too much time to give too many broad hints about I was.

So I'll just give you some random information to look at if you are free and have a will that is too.

My favourite colour : RED...The colour of my eyes

My favourite links...some of them

HUH?

Hoitu..Poindey...Disappeared!

Links...what links???

My favourite activity has been spoken about at length by one of my disciples. I was 12 years old (methinks) when I discovered its joys. If you have a partner, make love to him or her every night if possible till the 24th of this month. If you do not have a partner, then for heaven's sake make love to yourself as much as you can but only in moderation. Have at least one orgasm in 24 hours. Only if you can love yourself, will you be able to love others.

My favourite movie:
A toss up between the Matrix and Constantine

My favourite food...A Big Mac and a Juicy Steak

My favourite dream: To fuck every bitch in this world

My philosophy of life:

Everything is Random and yet, nothing is.

My favourite music....

everything.

Some of my favourite albums:

My favourite clothes: Air

I believe that all of humanity should be naked as naked as the day everybody was born. That way, everybody is equal....no discrepancies between who is rich and who is poor

My Job: Something somewhere

Spread the word fast people. We do not have enough time. Those who know me and those who dont, please tell as many of your friends about me. But be careful, tell only those people who you trust and who have an open mind.

Otherwise...they may not handle the fact that you are having revelations and are experiencing shudders running up your spine while reading my blog and blogs of people who have similar words as mine.

Are you a blogizen?

Only you can answer that question.

What is my name?

For the moment....

You may call me Neo

I think I am The One.

I am discovering my powers gradually and until I reach my full potential, I will request all my gentle readers to take my words at face value. I still have to become physically fit and God wants everybody to be physically and mentally fit, so until I know...until I believe that I am the One...please believe that I am?

I hope that I have inspired a few of you with my writings in whichever country you are in. I would request you to kindly help me?

Please pray for me every free minute you have?

I cannot tell a lie. If I ever do, then God punishes me as he has all my life whenever I have done so.

Who am I?

I am an idiosyncratic guy who was shy and unassuming till some time back.

I was/am clark kent learning to fly. But I have stopped wearing my spectacles and have switched to sunglasses instead. Now I have two of them...funny, both of them are like the kind Keanu wore in one of his movies!

I was and am curious about blogging and life in general.

I ask so many questions that occasionally my head hurts and my thoughts whirl about in circles like a dog chasing its own tail.

My thoughts...ah...they are so wierd and confusing that I wonder whether I am reaching my true potential faster than I am ready.

Who am I?

Answer your own questions my gentle readers....I do not have enough of the most valuable commodity in 24 hours to answer all of them. I could do, but then what would be the fun in being Morpheus to all of you?

I can only show you the path, you have to walk it yourself

I can only take you to the door, you have to walk through it yourself

I can only offer you either the red or the blue pill, you have to decide which one to take.

Because I believe in free will...like my father wanted me to

May The Devil Bless You
:)

2005: A Life Odessey

2005-04-14T19:40:00.000-03:00

For once in my short blog-existence I am speechless:

2005: Ascension and Beyond.......The Year of Miracles...

Creating Planetary Peace through Love, Harmony and Joy.....

We are One People......One Heart......

http://www.starchild.co.za/index.html

May God Bless All Of Us
:)

Whats in an imagination?

2005-04-14T17:15:00.000-03:00

Lyrics by John Lennon:
--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Imagine there's no heaven
It's easy if you try
No hell below us
Above us only sky
Imagine all the people
Living for today...

Imagine there's no countries
It isn't hard to do
Nothing to kill or die for
And no religion too
Imagine all the people
Living life in peace...

You may say I'm a dreamer
But I'm not the only one
I hope someday you'll join us
And the world will be as one

Imagine no possessions
I wonder if you can
No need for greed or hunger
A brotherhood of man
Imagine all the people
Sharing all the world...

You may say I'm a dreamer
But I'm not the only one
I hope someday you'll join us
And the world will live as one

-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Isnt there any other blogizen like me, myself and I? Am I the only guy out there who has a hint of what is going to happen? Do I have to fight this lonely, weary battle on my own just like all of the 25,000 past lifetimes I have lived?

Dare you imagine that what you dreamt of when you were a child is actually going to happen in this lifetime?

Open your eyes gentle readers....not much time have we.

HEAL

RECOGNIZE THYSELF

KNOW WHO THOU ARE

ALL OF US ARE THE ONE

May God Bless You
:)

Some more hints about who I am

2005-04-14T10:29:00.000-03:00

For those who know me in the real world and in the virtual world, thou will know that I have always been very good with children even though I still do not have any of my own in this lifetime and my soulmate of one of my previous lifetimes told me a few years back that she was indifferent to being a mother.

Of course, yet another soulmate of a past lifetime told me that she is desperate to have a child, which is obvious because she is a woman with a heart bigger than mine.

I love talking to, interacting with and spending time with babies, kids, teens and young adults much more than I do with people my age.

Oh my god...is that safe? I mean, I have already given you, gentle readers, a hint about my psyche. One of my disciples may be called a sexual deviant!

Are children safe around me?

I dunno...you have to ask the children who I am close to why they trust me instinctively?

Why they queue to spend time with me?

Why some leave their parents to come into my arms?

Why they cannot move their eyes away from mine regardless of whether they are 6 months old or 16?

What is your favourite colour gentle readers? I would much appreciate it if you would post your comments to this humble blog of mine.

Oh...did you ask what my favourite colour is?

Those who know me in real life think it is Blue.

But, I actually had another revelation today.

My favourite colour is Indigo.

Who am I?

Read the next few links and answer your own questions?

http://www.starchild.co.za/what.html

http://www.planetlightworker.com/indigokids/

http://www.experiencefestival.com/indigo_and_crystal_children

I am who I am, I am what I am, I am which I am, I am where I am, I am when I am.

Accept me or deny me is your decision

Who am I?

I am a shy humble guy, curious about blogging, whose thoughts meander in multiple planes of reality.

My descriptions may suck, but please be honest...don't I have a fuckin' vivid imagination???

May God Bless You
:)

Whats in an Orgasm?

2005-04-11T23:29:00.000-03:00

Whoa!

Hang on a sec...why am I talking about Orgasms after a post on Jesus!!!!

I mean...isnt that like close to blasphemy! The "O" word!

Jesus H. Christ!!!

Wal, I figgered that since a post on Jesus didnt get any comments, might as well write something on orgasms to get a response.

Cum on, don' tell me that I just have a few people reading my blog!!! I mean, I go and comment on at least 20 so far and will have to increase my commenting on a hellova lot more...doesnt anybody care about what I say about God, Sex, Lust, Sin and all the other deadly sins?

Did I tell you that in one of my previous births I was a chinese as well?

What! You didn't guess that I knew Katakanese? Which is a rather close derivation of Cantonese. I will write down a few words in that lingo as soon as I get tired of writing in english.

I mean come on....you must have guessed? You have seen me enter the dragon and return with only a few scratches on my 6 pack abs!

And you have seen my son die in the Crow as a real bullet hit him when there were supposed to be none?

I mean...come on, I've told you that my name is John/Jean and you know that I am one of the hottest exponents of martial arts even though I am still not sure that I will allow my pleasure of the marital arts.

Kung Fu, Jiu Jitsu, Karate, Drunken Boxing, Hidden Dragon...you name it and I knows it.

What does all of the above have to do with an Orgasm?

Huh...didnt you know one of my favourite practises is the Taoist Practice? Led by a really powerful and wise gentleman called Mantak Chia?

I hold him in high esteem because he is a great soul and taught me a lot of my healing arts.

Believe me if you not, then look at the linkages below:

http://www.positivehealth.com/permit/Articles/Interviews/larth42.htm

http://www.taichiunion.com/magazine/chia.html

http://www.how.mystics.co.uk/meditate.htm

In particular please do note the similarities between Wiccan, Hindu and Taoist practices which is something I have been telling ye gentle readers for some time now, though I saved the best surprise for the last.

What surprise?

haven't you got it yet gentle readers? I am a chinese with Irish Blood in me!

What's in an Orgasm?

Go make love with your partner or if you do not have a partner, then masturbate tonight and please do feel free to tell me?

I am as you may have guessed a big advocate of making love to yourself. I mean...how on earth will you love others if you do not love yourself?

Fuck all the books which say that masturbation and sex is "bad". Fuck all the taboos that society puts in place to prevent you from discussing the above two topics with anybody who wishes to discuss it of his or her free will.

I mean....how and why can people discuss death so blasely and are so hush-hush about nudity and making love?

hang on a sec...what clothes do we wear when we were born?

When judgement day comes, what clothes will everybody wear?

close to 2000 years ago I had said words which amounted to the following:

“He that is without sin among you, let him cast the first stone at her.”

When did I say it?

http://www.bartleby.com/59/1/lethimwhoisw.html

What is adultery?

In my opinion when two people who are not soulmates have sex with each other if they are already wedded to their respective soulmates

But if both parties give their consent, then does it construe a sin?

What is a fucking sin maaan?

Anything you do to another without consent of another perhaps?

Without their free will?

I tell you gentle readers now on this day at this moment.

All the fucking religions in the world messed up big time. They did not understand what I wanted to tell them all the times that I took birth on this world.

That what you do is up to you and only you.

Answer to your own morals in this lifetime, if you are happy you do, then in your next you may take birth as an ascended soul and eventually have holy communion with "The One"

If you fuck up, then hey, in your next birth you take a couple of steps back and do the entire process again.

As for all the truly evil people in this world. They will get their just desserts, some in their next lifetime and some in this one itself when I and my fellow revolutionaries look them in their eyes.

Sigh...I am tired people. Being a missionary is not a task that is easy. Especially when I can have the pick of any woman I look at straight in the eyes. A simple request and they will be ever so willing to lie down in the missionary position paying obeisance to my every request .

I only have to cock my head, look into their eyes and smile my innocent smile and they will be mine to do as I wish with my cock.

But do what I wish I will not because I believe in free will and what I wish will entail hypnotism and not free will!

Ah...you see gentle readers, even though I have that power. I also know the meaning of the word responsibility.

And with great power comes great responsibility.

And I have accepted the greatest responsibility of them all time and time again from the beginning of this world.

What responsibility is that you ask gentle readers?

Dont tell me you cant guess after all this time?

I
do
not
like
the
world
I
am
in
So I am going to change it to what it should be.

But doesnt that mean contravention of other's free will!!!

Not if the people whose will I contravene have forgotten that all religions are basically the same.

Jeeeeeeeeeeezzzz I have a long and lonely path to tread.

Do not have I some kindly soul to company give me?

May God Bless You
:)

May God Bless You Like He Has Blessed Me

2005-04-10T22:00:00.000-03:00

I would rather live my life as if there is a God,
and die to find out there isn't,
than live my life as if there isn't,
and die to find out there is

"Lord, I love you and I need you, come into my heart,
and bless me, my family, my home,
and my friends, in Jesus' name. Amen."

I am sure that there

2005-04-10T17:25:00.000-03:00

are a lot of gentle readers who are fabulous cooks.

I have a very important question to ask which I have pondered over for more than a month.

How on earth does one break an egg if one doesn't have a metallic spoon, fork or a knife?

I mean, I have plastic utensils to cook in, so have spent many a day looking forlornly at an egg or two!

I managed to break one today and scramble it in a way I dare not put down, the only other option would be to bang it against my head which is what I feel like doing someday!

Any advice/suggestions/help will be greatly appreciated.

This is a serious blog even though it may seem funny to some.

Laugh if you may, but beseech thee for they help I pray.

May God Bless All
:)

Progress in real life.

2005-04-10T10:58:00.000-03:00

Hello Gentle Readers, I did not make post any thoughts for the last couple of days because I was caught up in a lot of matters in my real life. For once I was unable to cope with the multitasking required between real and virtual, but now I have a better grasp of various realities. So I will continue blogging my heart away.

I simply have to tell you about this girl I met yesterday. Her name is Pearl, or it may be because I simply have to change identities to protect my gentle readers in case they ever are associated with the virtual and real me. I had gone out on a sojourn in the city. Which city? Oh...Nice of course! Haven't I told you where I am at yet?

I was waiting at a train station and there she was - by my side walking up and down. Her skin was as dark as mine is white, but she had a lovely smile and beautiful eyes. I was dancing away to my iPod and noticed that she was pacing up and down a bit worriedly.

Kind soul that I am (if I may say so humbly), I went to her and asked her if everything was all right. She glanced up, a bit wary, after all male I am even though I am an idiosyncratic one! I smiled gently at her and reassured her with my eyes.

She explained that she was new to the area. I explained back that was no problem since I had been here for close to eternity. She was worried about a van full of men who had been following her. You see, like one of my gentle readers here, she had a bad experience with males. Even though unlike a particular gentle reader, that male was not related to her by blood. I didnt ask her full name because I know whats in a name.

I sensed that she was really worried so I asked her how I could help.

She said that she needed to get back to a safer location. I offered to walk with her to a cabbie who asked for a lot of money. She did not have enough on her to go and was in a dilemma.

Know what I did gentle readers? Guess what?

I paid for her cab fare.

Sigh...sometimes I get arrogant and too egoistical for my own good. I definitely have ruffled a lot of feathers of a lot of gentle readers 'cuz I hardly get any comments on my blog!

But what can I say, I try to make a difference in a small way hoping that I'll be able to change the world I am in.

Yes, I may be a sap, who knows maybe she was a freeloader and knew a good heart when she saw one.

But maybe, just maybe...because of me, she slept a peaceful night that night. One less nightmare to deal with when she grows older.

End of the day, if I can say that I have done my best, I have tried my level best to be a good person and to make a difference...that is all that matters to me.

I am who I am

Accept me or deny me is your decision.

Who am I?

Hey...didnt you know?

I am a shy curious guy who blogs his meandering way through the virtual world and in the real as well.

May God Bless You
:)

What is Dianetics?

2005-04-08T20:37:00.000-03:00

Good question if I may say so myself! I've just started reading the book by L. Ron Hubbard. Just gone through a few chapters and what I have seen so far has really interested me.

Just a few teasers for you to get you to go and check out the book itself.

1. The dynamic principle of existence - Survive!

2. 1. divides into 4 dynamics:

2.a. Dynamic 1 is the urge of the individual toward survival for the individual and his symbiotes

2.b. Dynamic 2 is the urge of the individual through survival through procreation; it includes both the sex act and the raising of progeny

2. c. Dynamic 3 is the urge of the individual toward survival for the group or the group for the group

2. d. Dynamic 4 is the urge of the individual toward survival for mankind.

Once again, the above 4 are L Ron's words and not mine, but I kinda understand them.

The book is one way of learning about your own mind and getting to know one better.

Somebody told me today that it is possible to get activate all 22 strands of one's DNA. Apparently one's DNA holds the master plan for one's life purpose and divine potential. Throgh the process of activation, all 22 strands of DNA are activated and strengthened. Benefits include: gained energy, clarity and focus, a stronger immune system, use of more of your brain, benefits your nerves, blood, skin, muscles and respiratory system. This activation apparently helps one discover new talents and abilities, releases unconscious patterns, facilitates clearing of genetic and family karmic patterns and enables one to bring in and hold more LIGHT in one's physical body.

She gave me a fab analogy...it is a known medical fact that an average person uses 3 to 10% of one's brain.

Think of full enlightenment being equivalent to 140 lights in a tree being lit up, where normally 3 or 4 are lit up.

Think of terms like telepathy, telekinesis, aural healing.

Think of supernatural phenomenon

Think of being able to heal your body by the powers of your mind.

Think of what miracles really are

Think of being able to heal the world by utilizing all the thoughts written on this and other similar blogs.

Think of the potential of the human brain...if one person can enlighten himself/herself/itself and then enlighten other people, setting of a chain reaction...paying it forward all the while.

Now....nothing that I have written so far is an original thought, all of my words and thoughts are copied from others. I am a product of various influences and have been heavily influenced by James Bond.

But...

is what I am saying above possible to a small extent?

Can you...gentle reader...practice what I am preaching?

Can you...do you dare...to make a difference?

In a small way...paying it forward to other people and telling them the same.

Until a tsunami of good will and healing spreads across the whole world? Across the internet initially while each gentle reader becomes accustomed to his or her powers?

Can it be done?

I dunno...you think and tell me?

But...if it could be done...ah!

JFK would be alive with his grandkids today

Mahatma Gandhi would not have been martyred

Abraham Lincoln would have died in his sleep

What was common between Rosa Luxemburg and Che Guevara?

I could tell you my gentle readers...but if I did, it wouldnt be fun. You have to look up the answers yourself...I can only lay down the dots, you have to plot the lines between them yourselves.

And you have to ask yourself a question that I keep on asking you again and again...

What's in a name?

May God Bless You

:)

Rindom Random thoughts

2005-04-04T00:43:00.000-03:00

Hello Gentle readers, it has been a while since I did a bit of mindless

writing, so I figured that I would make an effort at a bit of rindom random

thoughts and see where my fingers led me to.

Hmmmm....hmmm...damn.

To be honest, if I think too hard, I cant make any progress, so I'll simply

get down to the task of telling you what I did today. Some of it is fiction

and some of it is fact...which is which? Well, if I did tell you then what

would the point be?

1. Woke up in the morning
2. Checked my email and blog for comments
3. Performed my daily ablutions, had a bit of breakfast
4. checked my email and blog for comments
5. Started browsing the internet forgetting the time looking up some details
about the Spear of Destiny
6. Did some research about Wiccans (if anybody is interested to see how the wiccans fit in with me, do check out http://www.witchvox.com/ If perchance you come across any similarities, do feel free to comment and I will get back to you with my feedback)
7. Realized all of a sudden that I needed to go and have a shower before leaving for my weekly sojourn into the wild wild world.
8. Took my shower
9. Dressed up
10. Caught the bus into town
11. Meandered here and there hunting for The One.
12. Saw nobody special and decided to keep on hunting.
13. Had a tasty cheeseburger with the cumumber even though I really dislike cucumbers in hamburgers. Since this was a cheeseburger, I forgave the staff who made it. I was in a really forgiving mood today as I was listening to music on my new iPod of three weeks. One of my really favourite possessions.
14. Tell you what people, numbering what I did is really boring, so I figure that I'll stop.

Decided that it was ages since I had seen a decent movie so caught the Central Line from West Ruislip and got off at North Acton. Randomly crossed the street three times pondering about whether I should get a bus to my ultimate destination or whether I should go back into the underground and take the short cut but non-scenic route.

Guess which option I decided to take eventually, especially since it was raining cats and dogs and a few white mice as well! Luckily I had my super-powered brolly which is THE original umbrella used by Tutankhamen's mom. It has a very special diamond shaped felt covered button. When depressed, it automatically sprays rat repellant.

However, the one thing I never had a chance to find out is whether rat repellants are effecive against white mice. I mean, before the white mice had the chance, the cats which were raining ate them up! And guess what gentle readers? The dogs which were chasing the cats from the clouds above managed to catch the cat's by their left paw.

Right...I am going around in circles like a dog chasing a cat chasing a white mouse chasing its own tail.

(Guy shaking himself awake!)

I eventually made my way to West Finchley via Grange Hill stopping to have a ham and cheese bun at Chinatown.

At West Finchley, good ol' Jeeves had the family rolls waiting for me to step in. I duly stepped in and rested my posterior on luxurious leather which sank in with a delicious "sigh" making me wish that I had jumped up a couple of times on that leather just to hear the sound.

And then I decided that since I believe in doing what I wanna do, I just went and did that jump! To my dismay, the sound made wasn't at all like a sigh, it was more like a soft expulsion of wind from one's hole in the rear.

Luckily the two beautiful eskimo ladies who were sitting opposite me didn't mind. They were too busy heating their hands since the temperature was close to absolute zero.

Jeeves started up the rolls and we drove majestically past the monument. I swear, the monument's eyes nearly popped out. Not looking at me or the rolls; it was the mounds of crimson tipped alabaster coloured flesh which one of the eskimo ladies was displaying to the sun, trying to get a tan.

I'll spare my gentle readers any further prurient details (even though I have a talent for writing erotic stories if I may say so very modestly) and will not go into details about what happened to the eskimos once I put some chocolate sauce and strawberry ice cream on their nether regions.

Whoops! I nearly gave away one of my major weaknesses! I mean, if my enemies both past present and future get to know that I have a weakness for strawberry ice cream, in my next battle, they just might decide to attack me with the same!

Jeeves finally parked the car in an exorbitant spot in central Soho.

I strolled out leaving the eskimos panting and recuperating...too tired to put their clothes back on.

And I went and watched the movie...

C
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N
S
T
A
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T
I
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E

I'll be honest folks, the movie really humbled me. I thought that the matrix was good. Well, all I can say is that if you haven't seen Constantine, you havent seen one of the most important movies ever made by humans.

The really amusing things are the similarities between Constantine and yours truly. The mannerisms, the vices and the reluctance to be the saviour.

And the final couple of lines of the movie is one which had me laughing away to glory.

Which one is that?

What can I say...you simply have to see it for yourself and co-relate the movie with this blog.

All I'll say is...God Moves In Mysterious Ways, and the ways he moves are so mysterious that you will not be able to comprehend until another 20 years.

A lot of gentle readers have hazarded a guess about my name.

For the moment...you may call me John.

May God Bless You
:)

April Fools Day it is today

2005-04-01T11:54:00.000-03:00

The day I put my plan in action...my plan to change the world.
What plan is that? Well, I kinda know what it is, but I sure aint gonna tell you just yet! What's the fun of telling the punchline before a joke? What's the fun in reading the ending of a book before you finish it? There may be a few of my gentle readers who may do that, I know a few people in real life who do that too. But I don't
;)

I'd prefer to draw out the suspense, drop a few teasing hints here and there; Rewrite what I am writing when I want to; erase portions of my previous text and replace it if I feel fit.

After all, isnt that what an author adept at his words is good at?

I dunno, I mean, my descriptions suck and I have half baked notions about a lot of things and I do not know when this particular blog is gonna finish, hey I am really enjoying myself!

For the record, there is a girl who I call "Kid" who I met some time back in the virtual world, who knows definitively who I am. I aint putting her name down.

But the next few lines are for her only:
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Hey Kid,

I decided against going for the number 6 before 31st march. Guess what? I got bored and decided that I would go for a greater challenge.

I wanna get fit and run in the London Marathon

After all, you always did say that I could do anything I put my mind to. Lets see how much those words are true.

And hang in there hon, you'll do good...trust me
:)

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Oops! Oh my Gawd, Gentle Readers please pardon me!

I've just given you yet another hint about me!

I am going to run the London Marathon one day.
Which day?

That's for me to know and for you to guess
:p

Au Revoir
&
May God Bless You
:)

What worthy coagitations art thou contemplating?

2005-03-31T08:43:00.000-03:00

I dont know about you gentle reader, but to be honest, my brain feels kinda frazzled by asking so many questions to which there may be no easy answer.

So, I figure that for a few days, I'll stop asking these tough questions and just go and do what I gotta do.

What is that at the moment? Well, lets say that I'll just go out and enjoy myself to the fullest extent possible, regaling my gentle readers about desciptions of what I did this summer. Or at least, I will, once spring hits summer!

Yesterday, went to a ladies gym and took some much needed advice about losing weight and toning my upper body in a gym. Also told the really nice lady (nice eyes, rest of her nice too :)) that I was sick and tired of eating in exotic restaurants on my own and would she mind accompanying me for dinner one night.

Well, I havent asked for too many dates before, but the wierdest thing was, she jumped at the opportunity and asked for my phone number and said she would call me!

I mean, is this the 21st century or what? I didnt even get a chance to ask her for her number.

So, for the moment, all is right with the world, not asking too many questions, listening to soothing music instead of rock and metal and waiting for myself to make things happen.

Take Care everybody
May God Bless You
:)

The Matrix Revisited.

2005-03-30T12:50:00.000-03:00

Right folks, gentle readers and ones who may be irate at reading my blasphemous thoughts.

I'm having a break to have some warm microwaved milk and choc chip cookies. A break from what?

Watching the Matrix after a long long time.

The first time I saw that movie, it blew my mind.

Seeing it after my meandering thoughts made an appearance on the world wide blog is so confusing that I wish that I had taken the blue pill.

Folks...whatever you do, if you want to preserve your sanity, please for heavens sake do not watch the Matrix after reading my writings.

I was half convinced that I was crazy, now I am not sure who is sane.

Jesus H. Christ.

Jesus H. Fuckin' Christ maan.

But then, if you are really unhappy about the way the world is being run by whoever is in a position of authority.

Feel free to do as I say.

Watch the Matrix again.

Listen to what Neo says at the end of the movie, but see the entire movie first.

Take the red pill.

Follow my meanderings and come to your own conclusion. I can only show you the path, you have to tread it yourself. I can only show you the door, you have to walk through it.

If you dare...

After all end of the day, what matters is choice...free will.

Free will is what I live by.

And...shouldn't you too?

If you take the red pill, then buckle your seat belt Dorothy...'cuz kansas is going to be left light years away by the time I have finished with the world.

Oh...I am so gonna love what I am gonna do. Finally, I know why I am what or who I am.

Because I want to make a difference.

Because I have always dreamt that I will.

I didn't realize that I was the one man who had the potential to lead the revolution which would change the world as we know it.

Now I do.

But it would honestly be great if I had a bit of company. It kinda gets lonely you know?

THINK

QUESTION

HEAL

BELIEVE

God Bless You

:)

Lead the revolution? Moi?

2005-03-28T22:06:00.000-03:00

Eh? What are you talking about? I am just an ordinary guy who masturbates as often as possible, eyes women "lustfully" and has in the past fingered women and men while sleeping.

Apart from that, here are some of my other qualifications:

I am a typical nerd who did a major on computer porn sites before anything else. I stayed up till 3:00 AM masturbating to internet porn until my dick was really sore.

I loved watching Basic Instinct and Showgirls even though they did demeaned women (according to some viewpoints)

I am passionate about a lot of things and one of them is that one should be comfortable with one's sexuality. Because that defines a person at the beginning of the life. I mean, come on, there are examples of babies in a womb who have hard on's! And it is a medical fact that masturbation prevents men from getting prostate cancer. I have done a bit of research on female masturbation, but still have to do a bit more.

I am a fucking virgin who has decided that he will make love only to his soulmate of this lifetime, if and only if he meets him or her! Trust me, I've had the chance to ravish a lot of men and women both awake and asleep, but my morals left me with a hard dick and a hellova lot of guilt .

I am a loser who keeps on giving money away because he believes that money is just paper. I'll never be rich because if anybody asks me for anything I'll just give it away!

I am overweight, used to wear a pair of specs before I had one of my revelations. Thanks to another blogizen, I am in the procedure of losing a bit of weight.

I believe in an omnipotent, omnipresent and omniscient God.

I do not believe in Idol Worship or Papal worship or killing in the name of religion or money. Heck, I dont believe in humans killing other humans. Only God has the right to decide when a person's life can come to an end.

I believe that no matter what one does, if one can look into the mirror every night without flinching away from one's eye's reflection in the mirror, then all that is matters. If you can answer to your own morals, then everything's ok.

But, I also believe in free will. And have believed it all my life even though society forced me to cover my true self in various layers to confirm and fit in. Know something? I never felt like I belonged. I felt like a fake because I am covering my true self.

These words sound familiar?

"It was for freedom that Christ set us free; ... do not be subject again to a yoke of slavery." (Gal 5:1)"

http://www.velocity.net/~edju/women1.htm

I dont have a fucking clue what exactly "Gal" is, but I definitely am gonna find out.

And who on earth decided that there would be wars fought in my dad's name? I mean...killing people for land, money? Erasing lives to make a point? Weapons of Mass Destruction? Fundamentalists who erased the WTC?

Eh??? Who has the fucking right to give other people pain?

I dare not see any newspapers nowadays. I mean, there are photographs of crying children, women and men, who cannot understand what the world has come to.

And I believe that NOBODY and absolutely NOBODY has any motherfucking right to bring tears to children's eyes.

AND I AM WILLING TO FIGHT FOR THAT AND DO ANYTHING NECESSARY TO PREVENT THAT PAIN

to defend the innocence of children.

to make the world a better place

Yes...I had dreams, have dreams of a family of my own. Children of my own.

But I will willingly give them all up.

Because...

I want to make the world a better place

I want to make a difference.

I understand the meaning of the world "Responsibility"

Do I have any gentle reader who thinks that I am sane and not having a multiple personality disorder?

Do I have any person who is willing to fight shoulder to shoulder with me?

This is going to be a long fight, initially guerilla warfare while people train each other and themselves.

One needs to have a fit mind in a fit body and have an open mind about everything.

I know that I am Neo.

I know who I am.

But the question I pose to you gentle readers.

Do you believe in me? Do you believe in yourself

Are you with me or do I have to fight this war alone?

If necessary, I will do so because I have done it for as long as I can or cant remember.

But my task becomes a lot easier if I have a bit of an army...of people who believe in the same ideals that I do.

Are you interested in making a difference?

Do you dare to step forward and be counted?

Do you dare to throw away all what you believe without questioning and start questioning for yourself?

I am not saying...believe in me.

All I have been trying to do since I started is to tell you...

Start believing in yourself.

The rest will all fall in place.

There is a God. Trust me...I should know.

And he is smiling gently at all of us, because maybe just maybe, there may be some people in this world who may believe that a change is around the corner.

Just maybe...what I am saying is the honest to God truth.

Or who knows...maybe I am really only a shy guy with random meandering thoughts who is curious about blogging?

May God Bless You
:)

One fine day

2005-03-28T10:17:00.000-03:00

I decided to have a serious metaphysical conversation with my God who resides inside me.

I asked God...what are the seven deadly sins?

He answered not and I had to use my own internetical research to find them out:

Pride
Greed
Envy
Wrath
Lust
Gluttony
Sloth

Of course, it helped that I really like Brad Pitt and have more than once got a Hard-On over him!

Why Brad Pitt?

Duh...don't tell me that you have not seen "Seven"???

And why did I get a hard-on over Brad Pitt?

Didn't you guess by my meandering ramblings? I am a homosexual!

Remember Braddie's sleek body in all his movies?

Maaan...isnt he hot? Just imagine...all the ladies reading this post...sinking your teeth into his buns!

oops...I digress as usual!

Coming back to the topic.

Who decides that the seven deadly sins are sins?

God?

Or The God inside you?

I dunno, its my business to ask questions, but it is yours to look up the answers on your own with the assistance of the internet!

For further info, please feel free to browse this link:

http://www.whitestonejournal.com/seven/

May God Bless You
:)

The Revenge of The Sharkfish

2005-03-28T08:15:00.000-03:00

Hello Gentle readers, the sharkfish bit back and it bit back hard. I guess that God did not like me flirting deliberately with the waitresses. After all, God punishes those whose ego becomes very high at times. And as gentle readers must have guessed, I have an ego which is as high as the highest mountain in this world which I hope to climb one day.

Apologies if I have offended anybody by any of my ravings and rantings. Sit back and put your seat belt on, because I bet that what I will write in the future is going to make your disgust at me increase.

But for the moment, let me write about the wonderful time I had the day after I ate the sharkfish. Woke up in the morning and decided to hit the town. After all, it was ages since I had been there. I strolled in my number 13 shoes which I was going to buy a bit later in the week into town.

Looking around, I went to have some food in the interval of the classical concert I attended.

The item I ate was Grilled Chicken Quesidilla which was really very tasty! It was in a plastic box, with some salad. The plastic box was damn tasty too! But how did I know? I mean, I dont eat plastic.

Or do I?

The Chicken Quesidilla tasted like a chicken piece which was grilled in a grill. The taste, while not quite heavenly, was exceptional. And I would definitely describe the taste if only I was any good at descriptions.

What I will describe instead is the classical concert I attended. This was the first ever concert I attended. There I was, all dressed in jeans and casual clothes which was completely out of place with all the other posh people who attended the concert.

Sat back while the person who interpreted the musical piece blabbered on. I felt impatient, because did the great musical masters actually want anybody to interpret music? I mean come on, end of the day, music was in the ears of the beholder! Let the audience decide what the music meant!

So, I tuned myself out while the orchestra tuned itself in, thinking some random thoughts (as usual my gentle audience thinks) which ranged from the swordfish to the violin players tits.

I never did get an answer to what two swordfish do if and when they meet, do they joust or fence over the lady swordfish?

And does the lady swordfish know how to play the Violin or the Cello?

The pieces played were assorted - Mozart, Haydn amongst others and each of them were really beautiful!

Hey has anybody seen Amadeus the Movie? It is about Amadeus Wolfgang Mozart and it is really really a wonderful movie. He was a true genius and he had a propensity of looking up women's skirts!

But then, all men do, unless they are Gay and prefer to look at another Guy's package instead.

Anyway gotta go folks.

I am really tired after the events of the last month or so, some of which I have alluded in this blog and some which are in real life.

Have been wondering in the last few days, do I really want to lead a revolution? So much of personal sacrifices, flirtation with sanity, being called names which are definitely not idiosyncratic. End of the day, why did superman have clark kent as an alter-ego? So he could just block off all demands and lead what represented a normal life.

By the way, my clark kent specs are back on. Not because I have to, but because I want to. To ensure that I can block out as much as possible while I decide whether I really want to lead this revolution. I mean, I know that the world is not a good place.

But can one blogizen/globizen really make a difference?

I doubt it. One man or woman cant do much at all. All that's gonna happen is that he is either going to die a messy death or going to be locked up in an insane asylum. I'd prefer to live a life.

Take Care and God Bless
:)

Easter Dinner 2005

2005-03-27T21:13:00.000-03:00

Went, had a lovely easter dinner with some lovely people.

You know something folks?

I just realized that the nicest people are those who are not very well off. They are not as concerned about making money as rich people.

They know that what is important is heart.

Anyhow, I was thinking of posting some serious stuff today, but I realized that it is a holy day today.

And I am in a happy mood for the moment, I am sure that it wont last, but when it changes, I will post some dark stuff.

For the moment...

HAPPY EASTER EVERYBODY
:)

BE HAPPY WHEREVER YOU ARE

GOD BLESS YOU

Happy Easter Weekend

2005-03-25T02:05:00.000-03:00

Dear Gentle Readers,

I think that I will be back to post after easter sunday dinner.

Am hoping to go to Church Tomorrow.

Wish everybody a very happy easter weekend

:)

Take Care and God Bless

General suggestions about reading my blog further:

2005-03-24T23:51:00.000-03:00

a) I didnt know what I was doing when I started, know I have an idea. Please use your discretion to read any further. This might be a horror story, this might be a fairy tale. But it also is not very safe for you to read. It is the random meandering thoughts of a guy who is so curious, he might be opening the pandora's box of all pandora's boxes.

b) Please do not think or attempt any of the stunts I am going to describe in real life. I am not responsible for anything, after all, this might be just my imagination or it might be reality.

c) Nothing is Taboo on my blog. I am not going to comment on other's blogs, but I will be commenting on mine in reply to any comments. There is no age restriction, but I would recommend that you be at least a teenager to read further. Then you will be aware that Santa Claus is not a reality, neither is world peace and the books or tv cartoons you see may just not be true.

d) The kind of material might be risque, sexy, blasphemic in nature. So if any people are offended, please do not come back.

e) I may ask questions which raise more questions in your head as compared to mine. Please use your discretion in reading further.

f) I would suggest that if you want to comment on my blog, create an anonymous blog handle. After all, the kind of stuff I will be writing may be of the kind that are posted on "http://grouphug.us/". They might be the kind that "Society" calls sick.But my question to you is who decided what society was? And what is "sick"?

g) Whether you follow my suggestions in real life or not is entirely up to you. You are entitled to interpret these writings the best way you can. Everybody is entitled to his or her opinion. Free will is what I advocate and what I live by in real life too. That has ruffled a lot of feathers, but frankly, I do not give a damn.

h) Beware Gentle readers, a lot of whom have forgotten that they are Gentle, I am about to pour my thoughts out and blog my heart away. Everybody has a story to tell...mine may be dark, menacing, humorous, erotic, sexy. Y'see I've realized that my descriptions really really suck. But what I have...is a lot and I mean...a lot of PASSION. All men have emotions, but I am an idiosyncratic guy, I have problems hiding them in real life and since I am anonymous in this blog, if I rip all my layers too fast, I am afraid that I may drive my readers more nuts than they would care to admit themselves. I apologize for any pain I cause. I simply have to let my pain out sometime and somewhere. Also I am going to give occasional bursts of healing, honestly think to yourself how you felt when you read what I pasted about the "blessing"? Answer yourself...no comments please.

Laters people, gotta go back to the real life. Man, in a week's time I am putting a layer back on and describing my experiences. Then I will be able to stay away from the internet a lot more and hopefully will be able to be a lot more cheerful and less gloomy.

Oh, I met a girl today in a gym. We spoke cuisines and a lot of other things that I have read about and some which I have experienced.Today I went to a gym and spoke with a lovely woman who is physically fit. when I told her my physical goal, she was entranced. Of course, it is a fact that I have a really hypnotic, voice and unbelievable eyes which keep people riveted. She even forgot that she was on the phone when I spoke to her. I've said that I am walking up and down the streets starting to get physically fit. Y'see I've just realized that I have a magnetic personality. And I am sure as hell live my dreams in this lifetime and make other's come true at the same time. I mean, how much pain can a man's body take? After all, I may never find my soulmate and that means that I may never find the ultimate pleasure that humans seek in their life.

Celibacy? Me? After all my dreams of true love and "soulmates" my whole life?

Jesus H. Christ!

I really hope and pray to God that my earthly mother heals herself by my voice the way I healed two people by touch. You see, I am just realizing my powers and am realizing that God Moves in Mysterious Ways.

Am I nuts? Well...if you are interested, read on. I'll try to update what I write at least once in two days. And from now on, I'll answer to comments on the latest blog.

God Bless and Take Care
:)

What is a taboo?

2005-03-24T17:40:00.000-03:00

I dont know? I mean I just saw it online in a dictionary.

I always wondered never quite knew.

I mean, is sex bad?

Who said so?

Ouch.

Now I hope that I have not offended any sensibilities?

I mean, who said that we should not use swear words, also called expletives as freely in real life as I am using now?

Who started it all off?

Was it Adam and Eve?

or was it Darwin's monkeys?

I dont know, I honestly dont, I figure that I'll do it the old fashioned way, 'cuz I'll have to do it anyway.

Anybody else interested...look it up on the world wide web.

I wondered why I was going to women's blogs?
It is because women are kind, gentle, intuitive, healers.

And I would like to believe that so am I to a certain extent.

But, women's true destiny is to be a mother. To bring a child into this world.

I hope to God that I am who I think I am, if I am, maybe I can save my earthly mother with my voice?

I think I will, I have realized the reason why everything is inside out in this world. And to make it right, I have to find women and men who will fight with me shoulder to shoulder.

You see, the friend who I am training happens to be a man and he blocks me so well that I cannot read his mind at all. He thinks that I might be Morpheus and he might be Neo ('cuz that is what I told him) or is that the other way around?

Gentle readers, I have an apology to make. My mind moves too fast as compared to my body. I am training my mind to slow down until my body speeds up.

My words bring too much pain to others, I know because of the amount of pain I pour out of my fingers.

From now on, I'll write only on my blog, no answers or replies to comments.

Draw your own conclusion.
And if you know any men who are like me, send my blog to them and tell them that they need to ensure that they are nameless.

Because there is too much pain and I know that if I bear it alone, like I have done all the last times, I wont be able to succeed.

But then, the last times around, there was no internet.

Gotta go

Whatever pain you have in your heart, if you want, let it flow in as comments to my blog.

My heart might hurt because of the pain I have. But, I have a large heart and I know that I have to hurt. My destiny is that.

HEAL gentle readers....

God Bless You

What Is A Miracle

2005-03-23T23:08:00.000-03:00

Gentle Readers,

What is a miracle?

Refusing to believe that you are what you are?
Thinking that anything is possible?
I dont know...now I am asking for your opinion?

How blessed we are

2005-03-23T12:05:00.000-03:00

If you woke up this morning
with more health than illness,
you are more blessed than the
million who won't survive the week.

If you have never experienced
the danger of battle,
the loneliness of imprisonment,
the agony of torture or
the pangs of starvation,
you are ahead of 20 million people
around the world.

If you attend a church meeting
without fear of harassment,
arrest, torture, or death,
you are more blessed than almost
three billion people in the world.

If you have food in your refrigerator,
clothes on your back,a roof over
your head and a place to sleep,
you are richer than 75% of this world.

If you have money in the bank,
in your wallet, and spare change
in a dish someplace, you are among
the top 8% of the world's wealthy.

If your parents are still married and alive,
you are very rare,
in a lot of countries

If you hold up your head with a smile
on your face and are truly thankful,
you are blessed because the majority can,
but most do not.

If you can hold someone's hand, hug them
or even touch them on the shoulder,
you are blessed because you can
offer God's healing touch.

If you can read this message,
you are more blessed than over
two billion people in the world
that cannot read anything at all.

You are so blessed in ways
you may never even know.

If you are feeling blessed, repay the blessings bestowed unto you and do
something for others.

A blessing cannot be kept. If it stops with you, then the blessing will
disappear. The blessing will only keep working if it is continuously passed
around. If you are a recipient of a blessing, keep the blessing working by being
the source of blessing to other people.

Making A Difference

2005-03-22T21:59:00.000-03:00

Hello Gentle Readers, I have been away for a bit because I was dealing with some issues in real life. Y'see even though I do not like money very much, I still have to earn a living.

Heck...I gotta eat everyday and how do I do that without money?

I dont know...is it possible? Has that ever happened in the past? Can it ever happen in the future?

I dunno, I am just looking for somebody who knows the answer to these questions.

What does the title above mean?

I have a reason gentle readers and I will try to explain what I think of it.

It has not been a very long time since I started blogging, but the few times I have blogged and the few writings I have read have really shaken my own belief about myself and the world. And who knows, maybe someboy reading what I write may write their own symphony at the age of 60. I mean the future hasn't happened yet has it? Maybe I am making a difference to somebody's life?

Now let me give you a specific example of how the virtual world has affected my real life.

There is an really wonderful person who has commented on one of my blogs who has inspired me to run a athletic race one day. I went to her blog, asked her a couple of questions because I dont have a clue about the mechanics of the human body....yet but because of her inspirational writings maybe some day I will?

She was kind enough to give me some answers to some questions I asked and wrote it in a blog.
Guess what people?

Because of her kindness, I took my first steps towards one of the first physical challenges in my real life. I have been a really cerebral person all my life maybe because I think a bit.

Because she made me think that maybe mental perfection is not everything?

And maybe physical perfection is not either?

But maybe both together can produce a spark of genius which will make a massive difference in the whole world?

She inspired me so much that I took a particular quote somewhere in her blog which I found rather inspiring and told it to a couple of other people in real life as well. And they got inspired by it to such an extent that they are now seriously thinking about the challenges that they are facing in real life in a completely different way. They are thinking that maybe they can really do it.

So you see, this kind lady who inspired me has made a difference in the real world.

Amazing isnt it?

Think about it? I mean...what were the chances that I would come across her blog and read that quote which inspired me? And in turn I may have inspired two other people? Who may actually meet these challenges because I have told them that I believe that if you want something very very hard, you can make it happen?

Because that is what all the people who compete in the olympics do in real life.

I dont know if what I am thinking is correct?
Even I dont know all the answers that I am looking for? I am thinking about questions and possible answers all the time. I think quite a lot, trust me on that.

Maybe...a perfect body in a perfect mind is really needed to create the next true leader in this world no matter how old he or she is? Who can make a difference in such a way that history will be re-written?

I dont know, I am just throwing questions at you, each individual who is reading this has to draw their own conclusions. If they wish they can comment their thoughts and I'll give my interpretations because maybe you may need a bit of assistance and in fact even I do because I dont have all the answers. Nobody does apart from God.

I am repeating my questions again below:

What is Making A Difference?

Can a single globizen make a difference in real life?

Can all of you gentle readers make a difference? Maybe some of you already do?

Do you want to make a difference in somebody else's life?

is mental perfection everything?

is physical perfection everything?

Are great thinkers the only people who have made a difference in the world?

What is the Domino Effect?

Do you know the beauty and the power of the internet?

How can one lead a silent revolution?

What is positive thinking?

I dunno...

What exactly does "Making A Difference" mean?

Think about it?

Have a great day people :)

My supper last night

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Yesterday night, I went out for a walk. It was a clear night, the stars were shining bright (a'la Vincent), the wind was blowing, the snow was melting and it was just beautiful.

I walked for half an hour just thinking to myself, listening to the top 40 in my pocket FM transistor...thinking...hey its great to be alive!

After some time, hunger pangs crept up my oesophagus, a kind of reverse peristalsis in action and I realized that I needed to have something to sustain the spring in my step.

But as I was walking across a bridge over a river in a town somewhere I stopped for a moment and looked into the waters which were undulating in a rhythm of their own.

Looking into the water my mind jumped from one topic to another as it normally does, kind of like a random association in real life. River = Water = Sea = Seafish.

I decided to try some seafood for my dinner. I am not a very big lover of fish, but I am not a hater either. I like some types of sea fish and others I adore.

I walked for some more time using my size 11 shoes. Thank god I had them on, otherwise I would have easily got a case of frostbite. You see, I am a bit insane at times and am really absent minded at others! My biggest problem is that I think a lot. Too much for somebody my age or is that too less? I dont know and frankly I dont give a damn.

After walking and I crossed the street carefully, for a change paying attention to the direction of the traffic. I walked up a road to get there. I perused the names of the restaurants I passed very carefully until I came across one which serves seafood. I wont give its name because then it would be a dead giveaway where I am and hey, I am dropping enough hints to tell you, gentle reader, where I am. If I told you the name of the Country/State/City, then it would be a dead giveaway.

I walked in, there was a beautiful red haired lass, not quite petite not quite stout, who wished me good evening. I wished her back, looking her straight in the eyes. At first her eyes were distant, then under my intense glare, they melted and became soft. She looked at me in interest, after all she was good looking and had a great figure and most men would gaze at other parts of her anatomy. But not me, at first glance I normally look into a person's eyes. Read a few blogs more and maybe I will tell you why, or maybe I wont, end of the day does it really matter?

Oh, just so you know, I am straight and have nothing against people who have other sexual preferences. After all, I believe in freedom of belief and thought. Thats my birthright. And I know the definition of the word democracy.

But nowadays I normally look into other people's eyes at our first meeting. The real reason I may tell you another day. But when it comes to women, for any impatient readers who are curious about a guy who is curious about blogging, it is because I am looking, I am hunting, for: the most coveted mate which I do as a result of millions of years of breeding. Darwin had a
theory didn't he? He called it Evolution. If I find "the one", I will know if his theory matched mine.

You see, I have a theory about the internet and I have the theory about me and I also have a theory about a few people I have been priviliged to meet on the internet be it 5 years ago or be it 5 days ago. I may post the theory in future blogs or I may not.

Anyhow, to cut a long story short, as soon as she looked at me with interest, I looked away, because I knew that she wasn't meant to be mine. Which of course piqued her interest more, after all, not too many men looked her in the eye at the first meeting and the few who did, did not look away.

But what can I say, I am an idiosyncratic guy. I have been called a lot of names in my years on this earth in this lifetime, and "idiosyncratic guy" is one of my top 5!

She showed me to a table and I took a seat thanking her with a smile which reached my eyes and looked away.

She gave me the menu card and walked away wondering who the hell I was. Not too many guys did that to her. She even wished me good night when I left, I didn't even glance at her because I was engrossed in the menu. I had nothing personal against her its just that I knew that she was not the one and I knew that I would have to keep on hunting.

The menu was so scrumptious I felt like eating it instead of the food, the descriptions were so vivid that my tongue started to water instantly.

Unfortunately, I suck at my descriptions in writing and I am losing my memory as well, so I will have to deprive my readers the opportunity to vicariously read the menu themselves.

The waitress came by, I smiled, cocked my head at her, and gave her a smile. She smiled back and then asked "what can I get you"?

I answered in my poshest accent (because this was a posh restaurant and I was the only person in an anorak and a jeans with a hole in my pocket): "Do you have a wine list please?"

She looked at me, surprised, her interest picqued, because not too many people with my outwardly demeanour ask her for a wine list.

She said, "No, unfortunately they don't have a wine list". Y'see, by my accent and my enquiry, I had impressed her and she immediately wanted to distance herself from the restaurant!

Ah, it is fun to be able to see people through their masks and not show them a glimpse of the real me. I am good at that.

Even I don't know who the real me is. The day I find out will be the day I will probably reach absolute salvation.

To cut a long story short (yet again), she came back after some time with a glass of water. She mentioned a name of a couple of wines that they did have, mentioning their vintage and how dry they were. But she didn't have a clue that I was as clueless as a roadside bum. Y'see, I always have wanted to do a wine appreciation course and want to own a vinyard one day in
southern france, but that day hasnt come yet. I nodded wisely and asked for her recommendation. That's the safest thing to do when you dont have a clue and don't want to let anybody else get a clue that you dont.

She came back with a glass of red wine (my fav!) and I sipped a bit like a true wine connoisseur would. I nodded appreciatively with her and thanked her and asked for some time to decide what I would sate my hunger with.

After looking at the menu for 5 minutes, since I wasn't any wiser, I called her again and asked her for her recommendation yet again! She was rather chuffed! After all, I was a gentleman with taste, who if she served me properly, might leave her a handsome tip. And since I admit that I am handsome inspite of my unkempt hair, I would be an interesting person to dream about when she was in her boyfriend's arms. Y'see, her boyfriend was not quite a "Gentleman". But then, she didn't know that neither was I.

I consulted with her and said that I wanted to try out something new. By the way, for those who are curious about me, I am a really curious guy, I live for new experiences, I always want to try out something new. My soul is insatiable, a bit like the appetite of an incubus, but my soul is always in search for knowledge and not in search for what an incubus would look out
for in the wee hours of the night.

She suggested that I try the grilled swordfish, which is a fish I had never eaten before and I decided to go with her recommendation. After all, I may not hate fish, but I wouldn't know whether I liked swordfish or not unless and until I ate one and tasted it with my own tongue.

While the dinner was being cooked, I thought a bit more. Boy! I just realised I think a hellova lot!

What I thought about? I dunno, my mind always jumps from topic to topic like a kangaroo on a pogo stick. I thought about how it would feel to have a body like a Sex God and a lot lot of other similar meandering thoughts.

You see, my thought really do meander like the river Kwai under a bridge.

Finally the waitress came by with my meal and it looked scrumptious. Unfortunately, I cannot describe how it looked because I am really no good at description - my creative writing teacher always told me so (or at least I thought she did because I can occasionally read minds, not always, but occasionally), but I'll try to pen a few lines on how it tasted when I had my first
bite.

Imagine..a fish tasting like meat, when I bit into it, my salivary glands sprang into action, the sweet taste of grilled swordfish hitting the parietal lobes of my brain like raindrops which keep falling on my head when I forget my good old brolly. I chewed softly, relishing the unusual taste, quite unlike anything I have ever tasted before and took my first swallow with a dash of wine. The taste of the fish stayed in my mouth because it was stronger than the taste of the wine.

Nah...I give up...I really have to work on my descriptions, I simply suck! Note to self - Have to go back and do another creative writing course which concentrates on the five senses.

Suffice to say, I ate slowly relishing every moment, but before I knew it, my meal was over and my soul was satiated for the moment. One of the things my soul searches for is new experiences. Another thing I search for is salvation, but I have a long way to go before I reach that stage in this lifetime.

Anyhow, the waitress came back and smiled at me (I swear if I had worn any posh clothes, she would have curtseyed!) and asked me if I wanted dessert. I replied no, 'cuz I wanted to have some hot chocolate fudge on vanilla ice cream and they didnt have it in the Italian Seafood Joint where I had my supper last night.

She brought the bill and I paid a tip of 12.5%, 'cuz I know that one should tip between 10% and 15% and I am meticulous about tipping the correct amount. I didn't have to look into her eyes to know that she was disappointed, because she didn't look into my eyes when she thanked me.

But hey, I normally run out of money at the end of the first week I get my wage and my first week for this month will be next wednesday so I gotta be careful!

I walked back, springing a bit lesser in the air, now resembling a kangaroo whose favourite pogo stick springs ahead of it. Finally I got an ice cream joint to walk in. I quickly scanned the attendants there but didn't bother to put on my hunters mask, because I know wherever I find her, I will feel it before I walk into the room. Y'see, occasionally I am a wee bit psychic as well.

Ordered my Hot Choc Fudge with Vanilla Ice Cream with nuts but no cherry on top. I am very particular about cherries ever since I lost mine. I would love to describe the taste of the ice cream because I had this one after ages, but I wont bother trying 'cuz you know my opinion of my descriptive powers. How I envy the truly gifted writers, I can imagine that descriptions flew from their pen like water rushing towards the center of a whirlpool. Suffice to say that it was delicious, but not quite as good as the ones I used to have somewhere when I was doing my graduation somewhere. I was addicted to them the way I am now getting addicted to blogging.

But I must end here because I am exhausted by the effort at writing this. Jeeeez...writing is not as easy as one thinks it is. I always wanted to write a book, but I wonder if I am wasting my time, there are so many gifted writers out there. God gives every person at least one gift, one talent that is unique to him or her. I am searching for a lot of things in life, one of the things I am searching for is what is supposed to be my gift. What is my talent? God, haven't you given me one?

Thanks a lot to a lot of people who have inspired me and whose words I have used in this blog without permission. Some readers will recognize what I am talking about, some will never get a chance to read, because a lot of people who know me in real life do not know that I secretly want to write. Daniel wherever you are, I forgive you even though I asked for your help when I needed it. In any case, you don't use the net much and I doubt that after all that has happened in the past you will recognize me if you see me someday in the future.

All I wanted in life was to write a book! Honestly, that was my dream when I was a kid. Now I am old and aged and ancient and am running out of time. I've simply gotta work on my descriptions. Most writers are supposed to proof read their work, but I normally am so disgusted at what I write that I dont. I mean...why cant I describe what I see? What I taste? The five senses are the most important items in a persons brain. It is different fact that I am a guy who is working on his sixth sense.

Oh...some of my comment'ors have wondered who am I. I'll be very honest, sometimes I dont know myself. I get confused because every person is a creation of ones influences when one is a child. I have read so many books, seen so many movies, heard so many songs, had quite a few wierd experiences, that sometimes I don't know who I am.

But I can say this about me - For some time to come - I will be the man with no name, I don't have a golden gun, what I write is not for your eyes only, I have not come across any spy who loved me, I do not have a gold finger, for me the world is not enough, I scare the living daylights out of me at times and my poison is a Vodka Martini...stirred, not shaken.

A very close friend told me that I could do anything I put my mind to, I call her "kid", but sometimes I wonder if I can, after all, I met her in a previous lifetime and not this one.

Who am I?

I am not sure myself...but for the moment I will be a guy curious about blogging who has random meandering thoughts.

It is sunday today, the good lord has told us to rest on a sunday, so I'll go and sleep for a bit before I start my quest again. Who knows whether I will be able to make it to the end of my quest, I am all alone and tired and only 90% fit. But as somebody once said..."Fiddle dee dee, tomorrow is another day".

But one last question I have for my gentle readers...it came to my mind as I was walking out of the restaurant. I am really curious about what the answer may be.

When two swordfishes meet in the sea for the first time, do they fence or do they joust?

Opinions anybody?

Have a great day if anybody reads this
:)

I've decided that

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from now on I'll just put the first thing that comes to my head in the title box. I mean, do you know how much time I've spent during my preliminary blogs thinking of what I should write as a title? Heck I could have been blogging instead!

Anyhow, today is the weekend, I am 90% back to my full health, I have found a blog of a very nice person who is going to win the triathlon somewhere someday and will be taking her valuable advice on how to get physically fit.

Y'see I am not very happy about how unfit I am, so have decided that it is high time that I did something about it instead of procrastinating as I normally do.

Today is a beautiful day, the sun is shining bright and there is Spring in the Air and I think that I'll go out and hit the city. Have been stuck inside for the last 2-3 weekends or so with less than 10 bucks in my pocket.

Oh by the way, I am very very bad at money, was never good at arithmetics - have flunked quite a few times in it. Figures (arithmetic I mean) really confuse me.

You know how bad I am with money? When I have a lot of it, I either spend it or give it away - I am the kind of a guy who will have a lot of money in the beginning of the month and will be broke by the end of the first week.

What can I say - I just dont understand figures. For me, money is just paper, end of the day, isnt that what it is?

I mean, sometimes I really think to myself and wonder why so many people run after money? Is that the most valuable thing or commodity in the world?

I dont mean to say that I am an out and out philanthropist - if any people want me to make donations, please dont give me a direction where to donate. I already have a lot of places where I intend to make donations when I do get a good amount of money.

Somehow I just cant resist a request for a donation or a loan. A lot of people think I am a Sap, but what can I say, to be very honest - money is just paper to me.

I am not rich in terms of money, being very honest, I have debts in various countries, but it is my honest intention to pay every Kwacha of it, all in good time.

Oh...for those who are curious - Kwacha is Zambian currency.

In my opinion - a debt is an obligation or liability to pay or render something to someone else.
I have a lot of debts in my life and I seriously intend to pay all my debts. My debts are both monetary and of non-monetary nature because a lot of people all around the world have helped me when I asked them to. A lot of people have not helped me when I have asked them to either, but hey I've learnt the hard way to depend only on myself so I bear no grudges to anybody who has not helped me when I needed help.

End of the day, I have learnt that God helps those who help themselves.

But I'll say this about me...so far in my life I have always tried to pay my debts. And I will pay all the debts that I have incurred in my years on this earth in this lifetime.

Why?

I dunno...maybe because I feel obligated to. I dont have to pay everybody back, but I will.
One of my favourite films is: "Pay it Forward". Has anybody seen it? Its so beautiful that it made me want to cry. Even though it was the reverse of my philosophy. There if somebody helped somebody, the moral of the story was - Pay it Forward. Help somebody else.

It also excited me a lot, because I saw it some time ago and then I forgot all about it. Only recently I remembered about it and if I remember correectly it is about a small boy who started a revolution in his school, his city and it spread like a hurricane.

If you haven't seen it, please do take the time out and check it out. You can read about it on yahoo movies.

End of the day - it is about a small boy who wants to make a difference in this world.

Guess what?

He does. Big time.

I know that what happens in movies is usually dismissed by most people by saying - "its just a movie, its not real life".

But I have a question to ask....in my opinion movies are made from real life, movies imitate certain segments of life.

Then...why cant life imitate movies? When I was a kid, I used to think that I would change the world. A lot of kids do, because when they are small, the world is an amazing place and...anything is possible.

When we grow up and face reality, we forget what we thought when we were children. I have a theory on changing reality because in a way, I have changed my reality to a certain extent.

By reality (to those who are Asimov fans and even those who are not), I mean reality as the world we perceive it. I decided that I wanted to do something in particular, something which a lot of people said I couldnt do.

And I just did it. Simple...because I decided that I wanted to do it. Its as simple as that.

Anyway, I am digressing as usual...if I may say so I have a very restless mind, when I was a kid, my mom used to tell me that I was hyperactive and could never keep still. I would like to think that at that point in time my body was faster than my mind. And to be very honest, at this point in time, my mind is faster than my body. So, I simply have to work towards getting my body in sync with my mind.

Didn't somebody once say - A Healthy Mind in a Healthy Body?

Oh...and I'll do it, its just a matter of time.

One of my very close friends opinion when I asked her whether I could do something in particular was: "You can do anything you want if you put your mind to it".

And you know the beautiful thing about that statement? It applies to each and every person who is reading this blog at this very moment.

We can do anything we want....we just have to want it really really really hard.

Everybody human on this world is a human being, as I have posted on this board before - even Einstein was, even Newton was, even Archimedes was.

What separated them from the other people who are average?

They asked questions about the reality around them. Thought for some time about what they wanted in life. Maybe when they thought about it the first time, they did not know what they wanted.

But you know what they did after they stopped thinking?

They went out and did it!

Hey...please dont think that I am claiming to be 1/10000000000th of those great inventors and thinkers who have inspired so many people after them.

I am just a shy guy who is curious about blogging and has random meandering thoughts.

:)

Take Care and have a great day!

Maybe I should think of a new title

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for all the future blogs that I blog down. I mean, it must be kinda boring for people to read boring titles? Reminds me of Start Trek and Jim T. Kirk speaking solemnly into his whatchamacallit..."Captains log...Star Date xxxx. The Star Trek Enterprise is in the middle of one of its most dangerous missions."
By the end of the episode, we find out that the mission usually ended in Captain Kirk usually rescuing a damsel in distress in the planet Xangupotam from the clutches of an alien called Qu Ish La Si Ma Pu (which when translated in english from Xangupotamiam means...alien who puts damsels in distress)

Well, I really hope that my writings are a wee bit more interesting to the few people who have read my blog so far. Though to confess...I miss James T. Kirk, Captain Spock, Scotty and of course Uhura in her short skirts. Those were the days.

Anyway...I haven't been able to blog for quite some time because I've been exploring the bloggers way (not milky way) and reading the blogs of a few other experienced and not so experienced blogging people.

Wow...there are really quite a lot of people who blog! Anybody know of a directory of sorts where one can track down people by interest? I've been able to find a button somewhere which takes me to the most recently updated.

But...is there any like global blog directory?

Also...another reason for my delay in posting is I'd fallen a bit ill. To cut a long story short, there was a lot of snow, I was walking back from work, got lost and drenched and then eventually got the cold and the flu before I knew it!
So...kind of dampened my adrour and enthusiasm and I figured that no point in blogging unless and until I had something positive to write.

Am back to almost 80% efficiency now and my spirits quite high, so am hopeful...pretty hopeful that I will go forth and blog my heart away.

Heck...this thing is addictive!

Have a great day people if anybody reads this
:)

First blog on 16th March '05

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Hello world,

Its been a few days since I did a bit of blogging, so here goes...

What are the most important questions in this whole wide world?

Why...How...What...When....Where

We have a really curious mind when we are young, that is because our minds are flexible, we dont know anything and are curious about everything. As we grow older, our minds become rigid and we forget the innate curiousity that we had when we were children.

But isn't the ability to ask questions, to reason why, the one ability that separates us mammals from other beings on this world?

Remember the great inventors of the past? Newton, Einstein, Edison, Pasteur, Galileo, Copernicus, Aristotle, Archimedes (remember the bathtub incident :)) and many many more.

If you have forgotten, then, maybe you should spare some time out and do a search on Google about them...after all, what separated them from us ordinary mortals?

Their ability to question the world around them.

Why don't we?

I mean, they were ordinary human beings who performed extraordinary tasks. Think about it...they had the same bodies and mind that we have (if you forget the differences between men and women).
If they could do such marvelous tasks, why cant we?

I dont know the answer to the above question, but I'll tell you what I think.

Maybe...because once we grow up, we forget to ask questions. We take life for granted, get caught up with run of the mill , mundane issues...like:

a) Got to get that promotion in my job
b) Got to take that babe out for dinner
c) Got to go and buy the new pair of Levi's that is available on sale
d) Got to go and watch some Mtv
e) Got to take the kids out for dinner
f) Got to shovel the yard

I'am not saying that I am any different, heck, I am the same...I get so caught up with mundane details that you wont believe it.

But maybe, just maybe...one of the reasons that the great inventors of the past were such great people is because....

They always stopped to think the most important question at certain points in their life...

"Why?"

Think about it....
:)
Have a great day

First blog on March 14 2005 7:11 AM

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I've updated my profile, but got stuck while writing a story which is part of the profile filling exercise. I mean, how do I write a story in just 150 characters!

Anyway, to ensure that my efforts weren't in vain, here it is:

The Bald Frog with a wig

There was a frog who had a lot of hair when he was a teenager, as he grew older, he started losing hair. Guess what? By the time he was an adult, he lost all his hair. He was very embarassed about being bald so he went to the friendly neighbourhood hairdresser to check out what wigs they had. Picture this-a completely bald frog in a hairdresser's parlour where everybody has a lot of hair but him! He eventually bought a nice blond wig to go with his yellow eyes and took some hair wig glue to stick it on (this was to ensure that the wig did not fly away on windy days!). For a couple of months, he had a huge smile on his face, after all he had some hair again!

However, after the onset of monsoon, he started getting some problems with his once new, now slightly old wig. He was very absent minded and kept on forgetting to take a brolly with him. So, he and his not so new wig used to get very wet at times. He developed a really bad cold, while his blond wig lost its adhesiveness.

Guess what happened? One fine day, while walking to the local pond for a dip (he always used to take his wig off before jumping in the pool, for obvious reasons) a strong gust of wind blew the wig off his head. And lo behold, there was the adult frog running after the wig, while the wig was kind of running away from him! Before the frog could catch up with the wig, a french poodle saw the wig and beat the frog to it, thinking it was a rare poisonous african spider which was a threat to its master (a doddering bespectacled spinster). The poodle tore the wig to bits by the time the frog managed to get to the poodle puffing and panting.

After that, the frog just decided to give up and decided that it was not worth the effort to wear a wig. After all, there were not many bald frogs around and he decided to be different from the crowd.

And that my friends is the end of my story. Of course, as with every story, mine has a moral too.
"Don't regret what you dont have, you may not be meant to have it ".

- The End-

2nd Blog on 13th Mar 8:37 PM

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Hello ye wonderful world of bloggers, did a bit of work today and decided that I would actually go and check out the online help on blogging. So, updated my profile a bit, the movie section...note to self, have to email whoever created this blogging system on the wonderful world wide web to ask...why is there a restriction of only 600 characters for movies? It should be unlimited, after all, there must be a lot of people out there who would have a lot of favourite movies which would exceed 600 characters!

Anyways, I reckon that I should cook meself a bit of food , have my dinner and then do a bit of work. As somebody once said, there is no rest for the weary.

But...I'll be back!

Blog on 13th Mar 10:35 AM

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Hello blogging world,
This is my second post, still getting used to my username and password, will give some more details about myself as soon as I can figure out where exactly the settings for those are.

Am exploring various blogs other people have already blogged in and think that I will need a bit more time to start writing in detail.

Laters,

Test Blog

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Yoo hoo...I've been reading about blogging for a long time and finally found somewhere where I can check it out.

awesome.

Anyway, will get a bit of practice before blogging much