[::.."Heaven Knows"..::]
To The Pirate Of The CaribbeanThe Master Of His Own Fate
The captain Of His Own Soul
O’ Captain My Captain
Bcc: Ziehan Adnan
Private And Confidential
Dear Jack,
Your letter ref: “Signed, Sealed – Delivered” dated the 24th day of the Eleventh Month in the year of the Holy Lord 2006 noted with thanks. By the grace of my Master, I have been vested with the authority and liberty of an executive power to respond to you accordingly.
I do not feel obliged to believe that the same GOD who has endowed mankind with sense, reason, and intellect has intended them to forgo their use. They who pretended to be intellectual are constantly betrayed by their vanities. More often, they blandly assume that honor, duty and right can best be expressed in words; whereas the things one loves, lives and dies for are not.
There is but one rule of conduct for a man to do the right thing. The cost may be dear in money, in friends, in the circle of your families, in a prolonged and painful sacrifice, but the cost not to do right is far more dear: You pay in the integrity of your manhood, in your honor, in strength of character; and, for a timely gain, you barter the infinite.
Do not despair Jack. The right of prayers is always yours to make; and the answer to which is his in entirety to grant. You may not have gone where you intended to go, but I think you have ended up where He intended you to be. If you continue to live by His commands and love by your wills, you will then know which bridge to cross and which to burn.
The Road goes ever on and on
Down from the door where it began.
Now far ahead the Road has gone,
Just live your life according to plan,
Pursue it with eager feet,
Until it joins some larger way
Where many paths and errands meet,
His light will shine your darkest day.
You are a very brave man to speak to GOD of your anger Mr. Sparrow. I personally find you to be a man of intriguing sense of humor. No one writes to GOD but you. That’s quite naughty you know. But then again, we all know that “All work and no play will make Jack a dull boy.”
In a matter pertaining to marriage, GOD has never once outlawed it. A matrimonial vow is a union of faith between two loves. Meaning to say that it matters only to the two that matter. There is an obvious difference between ‘blessing’ and ‘consent.’ A ‘blessing’ is a consent one should seek from GOD. And ‘consent’ is a blessing that one is compelled to seek from six billions other people. Love must and should be celebrated in all its ‘Sense And Sensibilities’. Only then the sacred vow can harvest joy and happiness ad infinitum. By any other name, anything otherwise simply becomes ‘Walimatul Urus’. Of course there is nothing wrong with this. It’s just like any other ‘reunion’. If you’ve been to one lately, you should know what I’m talking about. There is only one secret to a happy marriage Mr. Sparrow. Do you want to know what it is? Come to think of it, I better not Jack. If I were to tell you, it would no longer be a secret – would it? Do not allow yourself to be persuaded by false pretexts Jack. Black has always been black and ‘purple’ has never been a new white. If GOD were to create mankind and make them only to believe and not allowed to think, I think He would rather create extra monkeys – wouldn’t He? We all have to believe in him as a Master Creator Jack. He doesn’t have to cross breed a black horse to a white one to create a zebra – does He?
Human Beings must be known to be loved; but Divine Being must be loved to be known. In an ideal world, ‘ONDE’ and ‘Goreng Pisang’ are best served HOT – Right Jack? Trust me O’ Captain My Captain, we have just the right place here – it’s called HELL. BOY will they fry in there!!
So the world is in turmoil. So what else is new Jack? We are too well aware of that. History will teach you about the two Wrights (The Wright Brothers) that made an aeroplane. But two wrongs still do not make a right Jack – Right Jack? In Hollywood they created men almost Godlike. They made a pirate out of you and then there was “Superman” and then there was “Darth Vader” and then there were all the “Jedis” and then there was “Spiderman” and then there were “X Men”. When all these characters possess an extraordinary out of the world super power, we don’t expect GOD to be entertained – Do we? Didn’t the world know of the impact of His wrath? Didn’t the world watch the movie “The Day After Tomorrow”? And then technology put a ‘soft ware’ in a ‘hard disk’; and when everything else become ‘MICROSOFT’; they called it computer. But when seven bearded men sit in an assembly of GOD, they are known as Al-Qaedah. The trouble with people nowadays is that they underestimate the power of simplicity. They have a tendency it seems to over complicate their lives and forget what's important and what's not. They tend to mistake intention for attention. They tend to mistake bad comment for intelligent question. They tend to mistake interference for duty. They tend to focus on cultures instead of ‘Hukum’. And as the pace of life continues to race along, they bestowed an executive right to make pretty upon themselves as “The Bold And The Beautiful”.
As a matter of Divine advice Jack, never allow anyone to rain on your parade and thus cast a pall of gloom and defeat on the entire day. Remember that no talent, no self-denial, no brains, no character, are required to set up in the fault-finding business. Nothing external can have any power over you unless you permit it. Your time is too precious to be sacrificed in wasted days combating the menial forces of hate, jealousy, and envy. Guard your fragile life carefully. Only God can shape a flower, but any foolish child can pull it to pieces. There are many paths to the top of the mountain, but only one view. Thus there is no glory in conquering its height. Patience is virtue Jack; and all good things will come to he who believes.
Once again Jack, if you do not intend to incur the wraths of GOD, just do not over indulge yourself on all those Hollywood craps. They can be very misleading you know. By the way, is there going to be a sequel to “The Dead Man’s Chest”? I can’t wait to watch it. Till later okay.
Yours Truly,
Bruce Almighty
All Work and No Play Will Make Jazz A Dull Boy - 5:58:00 AM
Friday, November 24, 2006
[::.."Signed, Sealed - Delivered"..::]
To The Most Benevolent,The Most Gracious, The Most Merciful,
Private And Confidential
Dear GOD,
Forgive me for I have sinned. So I heard that you do not listen to my prayers anymore. Hence I am left with a limited recourse but to write to you. As I humble myself before your most esteemed authority, I seek a moment of your time for your most divine guidance.
Many people hold onto a grudge because it offers the illusion of power and a perverse feeling of victory. But in fact, we are all held hostage by our anger. If it is up to you, it is always never too late to forgive. But I can’t forgive too soon though none have sought for one. I am especially wary of those who hide behind the cover of their veil believing themselves to be the keeper of your holy scroll.
Sir, the whole world is in turmoil. I do know for a fact that you created the universe with a promise of its impending doom (KIAMAT). But you did not create only to rejoice your promise of its impending doom with a countdown – did you? If black is black and ‘PURPLE’ is the new white, how come I was never taught of this. Tell me O’ GOD that you have not ordained among us a new prophet.
Confusing as it was, it gets more complicated by the day. When you created monkeys and they made a monkey out of themselves, they are only too happy to be monkeys – Right? The fact that they are not endowed with brains, its fair then to assume that it’s their monkey business – Right? How then do you best explain those that you beautifully created among us, blessed them with the faculty of mind; and then only to become ‘ONDE’ and ‘Goreng Pisang’. Between you and I, we know the difference between bigamy and polygamy. You didn’t by any chance outlaw marriage – Did you Sir? Because if marriage is outlawed, then only outlaws will have in-laws. And I will have many unhappy ones.
I also just realized today that my late grandma was a philanthropist. She bequeathed a computer operating on a window ME to a pathetic loser long before she passed in 1819. Thanks to her, ‘ONDE’ is now operating on a ‘chip from the old block’; which happens to be a portal of a government department; which happens to be a misused; which if I happen to pursue my interest through the right authority; whatever can happen will happen.
Reason to rule but mercy to forgive: The first is the law, the last prerogative. Premature forgiveness is common among people to avoid conflict. I am not an advocate of hatred but I am afraid of my own anger. As your obedient servant, I will make beautiful what I love as I make holy what I believe. Just bless upon me the perseverance to endure and the endurance to persevere.
I hope that this letter reaches you in the strictest of confidence. Inevitably, I took the liberty to classify this letter as Private and Confidential to avoid those with literate deficiency from accusing me of writing to impress you.
Out of the night in the deepest sea,
Black as the Pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever God gave me
For my unconquerable soul.
In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeoning of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.
Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Lies but the horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds, and shall find me, unafraid.
It matters not how soon or late,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul
Yours truly,
Yours truly,
Capt. Jack Sparrow
P/S If you happen to see my mum, give her my regards and send her my love. And please tell my Grandma that Microsoft had just launched a new WINDOW. It’s called ‘WONDE ME’.
All Work and No Play Will Make Jazz A Dull Boy - 7:53:00 AM
Wednesday, November 22, 2006
[::..Sing A Song Of 'SONGSANG'..::]
I was watching “SEINFELD” the other night when something he said caught my attention. The ambivalence of having to chose the importance between the present and the future.He said “I was in the drug store the other day trying to get a cold medication...Note easy. There's an entire wall of products you need. You stand there going, Well, this one is quick acting but this is long lasting... Which is more important, the present or the future?”
Not that it was hilarious but the question was made wittingly perplexing. To me, what distinguishes one from the other is our dreams, whether they be dreams about worldly or unworldly things, and what we do to make them come about. In pursuit of these dreams, there are of course things that we do not choose… We do not choose to be born. We do not choose our parents. We do not choose our historical epoch, the country of our birth, or the immediate circumstances of our upbringing. We do not, most of us choose to die; nor do we choose the time and conditions of our death. But within this realm of choicelessness, we do choose how we live and love.
We cut these numerous windings in our destinies daily with our own hands, while we imagine that we are pursuing a track on the royal high road of respectability and duty, and then complain of those ways being so intricate and so dark. Do we stand bewildered before the mystery of our own making, and the riddles of life that we will not solve, and then accuse the FATE of devouring us?
You have brains in your head. You have feet in your shoes. You can steer yourself...Any direction you choose.
Now back to the importance of the past, the present and the future. The difference between that when I SING a SONG and I have a SONG to SING is the difference between that of the present and the future. But when I SANG a SONG, would that make it the past or simply ‘SONGSANG’ ? Hmmm….
I do not sing to impress you nor do I do it for your listening pleasure. But if you do not have the dancing shoes to dance to my music, just stick to your purple page.
To Better Today, To Better Tomorrow…
Ziehan Forever.
All Work and No Play Will Make Jazz A Dull Boy - 6:01:00 PM
Tuesday, November 21, 2006
[::..To Better TODAY; To Better 'ONDE'...::]
Dear Kiambang Suri,
Now that we are more civil, allow me to explain.
No matter how valid or intelligent you think your question may be, that you were hiding behind ‘ONDE 2’, was it my fault that I don’t make it my habit or obligate myself to answer questions from people that I don’t even know?
I was only too aware that there were one ‘ONDE’ too many in my cbox. When one tried to be another but all for a common corrupting influence to perpetrate this site.., that made you one and all the same. We have established who these ‘ONDEs’ are. One is a friend and some are relatives. In all honesty, we don’t care. What you don’t know about us does not make me a liar.
I am saddened by the news that your mum has been sick. I find it strange though that you conveniently blame it on Ziehan for what she wrote in her blog. Far from having access into the Internet, I don’t think so that she could understand the contents of what was written or interpret that silent voice that Ziehan had long kept within her. Unless of course there is a courier service among the ‘ONDEs’. This budaya sampai-menyampai should be made your real cause for concern. If this is part of the so-called culture that you are so proud of, what you are bounded by duty does not necessarily equate to honor. Between you and I, your mum happened to be an innocent bystander caught in the line of fire. I will pray for her good health and may Allah blessed her with the fortitude to protect her against manipulation and the domineering demeanors of others.
As my consolatory gesture to you, I hope that it would appease you to know that my entry was written never with the intention to malign you. It may have been propelled by impulse but it was written with a far reaching specific to also address all the ‘ONDEs’ and all the ‘wannabes’ too. By my own terms, I called it ‘Rules Of Engagement’. Ziehan and I are not proud of what we did, but I think we did enough to refrain ourselves from using vulgarities. Get it??
If Ziehan and I were the cause of your parents’ sadness, then we do not want to exonerate ourselves against any blame. But I also have strong reasons to believe that your parents are equally sad over a lot of other things. Until you learn to respect the right of our privacy in the same manner that we have always respected yours, please do no make it your business to interfere with ours on the pretext of duty.
God is my witness; I humbled myself to your parents for keredhaan before. Whatever that transpired that day, left me pursuing for your sister’s hand in marriage. I have done all the right things for a good reason...just don’t make it so wrong for your own reason. Like I said before – what you don’t know much about does not necessarily make me a liar. Get it??
I do not intend to make this issue a bigger circus for the entertainment and amusement of those opportunistic few who seek pleasure from our altercations. I have a journey to complete and I will not yield to conduct unbecoming. May you not put yourself on a collision course with me; and I will hold my truce with a hope that all’s well ends well.
Specially for your parents, I conclude with special prayers…
“Dengan nama Allah yang maha pemurah lagi maha penyayang. Segala puji bagi Allah yang menguasai seluruh alam, yaitu puji-pujian yang menyamai segala nikmat-nya dan sebanding dengan segala tambahan-nya. Wahai Tuhan kami, bagi mu segala kepujian sebagaimana yang selayaknya dengan kebesaran zat-Mu dan dengan kebesaran kekuasaan-Mu. Ya Allah, kurniakanlah kesejateraan dan keselamatan kepada ibu dan bapa kami.
Aku bermohon kepada engkau akan kedudukan dan kesihatan mereka yang baik yang engkau ridhai; dan sesungguhnya tempatkanlah mereka dalam rombongan yang berbahagia serta mencukupi; dan kurniakan kedamaian dan kemuliaan bagi mereka dengan keredhaan engkau yang memberi manfaat.” Amin..
Assalammualaikum.
Now that we are more civil, allow me to explain.
No matter how valid or intelligent you think your question may be, that you were hiding behind ‘ONDE 2’, was it my fault that I don’t make it my habit or obligate myself to answer questions from people that I don’t even know?
I was only too aware that there were one ‘ONDE’ too many in my cbox. When one tried to be another but all for a common corrupting influence to perpetrate this site.., that made you one and all the same. We have established who these ‘ONDEs’ are. One is a friend and some are relatives. In all honesty, we don’t care. What you don’t know about us does not make me a liar.
I am saddened by the news that your mum has been sick. I find it strange though that you conveniently blame it on Ziehan for what she wrote in her blog. Far from having access into the Internet, I don’t think so that she could understand the contents of what was written or interpret that silent voice that Ziehan had long kept within her. Unless of course there is a courier service among the ‘ONDEs’. This budaya sampai-menyampai should be made your real cause for concern. If this is part of the so-called culture that you are so proud of, what you are bounded by duty does not necessarily equate to honor. Between you and I, your mum happened to be an innocent bystander caught in the line of fire. I will pray for her good health and may Allah blessed her with the fortitude to protect her against manipulation and the domineering demeanors of others.
As my consolatory gesture to you, I hope that it would appease you to know that my entry was written never with the intention to malign you. It may have been propelled by impulse but it was written with a far reaching specific to also address all the ‘ONDEs’ and all the ‘wannabes’ too. By my own terms, I called it ‘Rules Of Engagement’. Ziehan and I are not proud of what we did, but I think we did enough to refrain ourselves from using vulgarities. Get it??
If Ziehan and I were the cause of your parents’ sadness, then we do not want to exonerate ourselves against any blame. But I also have strong reasons to believe that your parents are equally sad over a lot of other things. Until you learn to respect the right of our privacy in the same manner that we have always respected yours, please do no make it your business to interfere with ours on the pretext of duty.
God is my witness; I humbled myself to your parents for keredhaan before. Whatever that transpired that day, left me pursuing for your sister’s hand in marriage. I have done all the right things for a good reason...just don’t make it so wrong for your own reason. Like I said before – what you don’t know much about does not necessarily make me a liar. Get it??
I do not intend to make this issue a bigger circus for the entertainment and amusement of those opportunistic few who seek pleasure from our altercations. I have a journey to complete and I will not yield to conduct unbecoming. May you not put yourself on a collision course with me; and I will hold my truce with a hope that all’s well ends well.
Specially for your parents, I conclude with special prayers…
“Dengan nama Allah yang maha pemurah lagi maha penyayang. Segala puji bagi Allah yang menguasai seluruh alam, yaitu puji-pujian yang menyamai segala nikmat-nya dan sebanding dengan segala tambahan-nya. Wahai Tuhan kami, bagi mu segala kepujian sebagaimana yang selayaknya dengan kebesaran zat-Mu dan dengan kebesaran kekuasaan-Mu. Ya Allah, kurniakanlah kesejateraan dan keselamatan kepada ibu dan bapa kami.
Aku bermohon kepada engkau akan kedudukan dan kesihatan mereka yang baik yang engkau ridhai; dan sesungguhnya tempatkanlah mereka dalam rombongan yang berbahagia serta mencukupi; dan kurniakan kedamaian dan kemuliaan bagi mereka dengan keredhaan engkau yang memberi manfaat.” Amin..
Assalammualaikum.
All Work and No Play Will Make Jazz A Dull Boy - 3:17:00 AM
Monday, November 20, 2006
[::..Taking an 'ONDE' at my 'OWNDAY'..::]
Being just ‘ONDE’ is one thing, being ‘ONDE 2’ is another. Wanting to be ‘ONDE’ or ‘ONDE 2’, it’s like you are spoilt for choices between being stupid and being ugly. There is not much gulf of a difference between these two. If you are born ugly but think that you are pretty, then you are STUPID. There’s no need to look at yourself in the mirror. You can’t see stupidity through it unless you really, really, really look stupid.. As stupid as stupid can be, you acted smart but rambled like an idiot…STUPID as you are, you are also UGLY. Like I said before – there’s not much gulf of a difference between these two. More often; one compliments the other, or the very least, they are comparable. That being said, nobody can change a mule into a butterfly. If you’re a mule, you’re a mule and that’s that. By these comments, if you think that I have transgressed beyond the bounds of propriety, just so that you know… I DO NOT STAND CORRECTED.Many nights before this, I tried to comprehend one thing – how did I do you wrong? I not only use all the brains that I have, but all that I can borrow… I am still lost for answer. For fear of hating you for the wrong reasons, I don’t care to know who you are. It is not as difficult as “Finding Nemo” to find out who you are. All IP addresses are traceable with or without the help of your service provider. The issue before me is simply not trace worthy. So like I said before – for fear of hating you for the wrong reasons, I am not the least curious. I was taught too well that when curiosity does not kill a cat, it makes bad ‘pussies’ out of them. I prefer to be true to myself, even at the hazard of incurring the ridicule of others, rather than to be false, and to incur my own abhorrence. What was it that I did or wrote that touched your raw nerves to a point of menopause? Don’t you have your own life to live, love to give, land to harvest or a common cold to catch? If only you get down from that high horse of yours and walk on solid ground, you will find out soon enough that I am neither an advocate of hatred nor one to harbor an ill of grievance. What does not kill me makes me stronger. But if you chose to trample upon the rights of others to feel and express themselves in a space that doesn’t even belong to you, I don’t care if you are Mother Theresa, be that you are married to St. Peter, St. Paul, St. Luke or St. JOHN, just don’t expect me to exercise restraint. My chat box is here stay but not for the purpose to articulate and propagate your slogan of hatred.
It is better to be hated for what I am or who I am than to be loved for something or someone I am not. For the love of Ziehan, I will continue to bleed this space according to my own gospel. The bond that links my love to hers is not one of blood, but that of respect and joy in each other's life. You can’t simply muscle your way into my space and boss an issue on me. No matter how dysfunctional your estrogen may have seemed, you do not own that right to operate an opinion in here. However impervious one may be to criticisms, there is a clear distinction between constructive comments, sound faculty of reasoning and that of disparaging suggestion. There may be more hairs on your head but there are certainly more brains in mine.
Surely you must have believed in an English idiom of ‘what goes around, comes around.’ Ziehan and I believed in that too. A matter of fact, I used to think that the world was created round only for that purpose. But with people like you in it, I now believe that even if it was created square, what goes around still comes around. We all have a ghost of our own past – our very own demons, our very own shortcomings. Ziehan and I are not without one, but we were never born or raised as children of the lesser GOD. So just do not act all so virtuous and make holy of yourself what you do not preach. Unless of course with all of your virtues and none of your shortcomings, you were born THE FATHER, THE SON AND THE HOLY SISTER. If you happen to have a conscience to consult or guilt to conceal, don’t try to vindicate yourself by washing your dirty linen in here. Lest you forget, you might expose one too many dirt of your own and self inflict upon your pathetic life the pitfall of your excessive pride.
All things said and done, I will not seek for your hand for forgiveness for I did you no wrong. If by your choice you chose to berate in here and continue to sow the seed of angst, you will only harvest your own hatred. Life has a bright side and a dark side. The world of relativity is composed of lights and shadows. If I permit my thoughts to dwell on the evil of others, I will only become just as stupid and ugly. You can bask in the glory of your own pasture…after all; you seem to know the price of everything and the value of nothing.
I remember writing once before that the best years of your life are the ones in which you decide your problems are your own. You do not blame them on your mother, your committee, global warming, the cat next door, the ecology or Osama Bin Laden. As I owe my oath of office as a husband to the woman that I love so much, I will continue to love, to cherish and to protect Ziehan till the end of days. As for you, you can be an ‘ONDE’ or ‘ONDE-ONDE’ at your ‘OWNDAY’ and I will take an ‘ONDE’ at my ‘OWNDAY’… ‘ONE-DAY’ at a time. Get it??
All Work and No Play Will Make Jazz A Dull Boy - 5:10:00 AM