I've been on my feet a lot in dealing with stresses that's not mine in ownership. You know how you have those weeks or months or maybe years that just seem to be loaded with problems that ain't yours in the first place. And I am not talking about a friendly alien that wants to know what this planet is all about - NO, I am talking about someone who wants to launch a full-scale assault, but only in public places; someone whose command of expletive exemplifies all of her sick values. Yes, I am talking about someone with enough propriety of manner to discuss about VAGINA in public; not hers of course, but that which belongs to a particular "BITCH" and "WHORE" whom she repeatedly threatened to shame. On planet earth, she must have been the only pussy with BALLS! Oh Gosh...this is so SUMBANG SEY!!!

Let me be quite clear about this. I am not arguing that skepticism is fundamentally harmful. Of course you can have your doubt, but when a certain conduct or attitude pushes me to the brink of being jettisoned from my focal point in life, it would be disastrous if I simply allow your fractured opinions to become widely accepted as part of 'conventional wisdom'. Reason is the highest faculty possessed by human beings, and every moment of our lives demands a fair assessment of probabilities. Our lives depend upon this assessment every time we cross an issue. Whether or not you get to debate an issue, you have first to stop judging like you are some kind of a super-intellect who has discovered the secret of eternal truth. Half my readers find this attitude of constant hostility rather cloying, if not laughable.

The truth is that the expansion of intelligence depends on asking question. But when one is confronted with destructive critics, with no intelligence of its own to offer, you left many to be suspicious of your motives. You see - a pig learns nothing because it cannot ask question; the pig's world is exactly what it looks like to the pig, nothing more and nothing less, and there is nothing to ask question about. Most pigs are just happy to live as pig and die as sausage. Some that could talk are making it big in Hollywood. Yet we do not hear Miss Piggy talk about VAGINA - do we? Not hers and not that of others. I guess that's the reason why "The Muppet Show" was not rated PG.

The world 'out there' is a rather ordinary place if we allow ourselves to discount our blessings, and fall into a narrow and joyless state of mind. All this explains, of course, why some people spend so much of their time seeking out a pathetic and misguided course to hurl themselves into a bottomless pit of vicious hatred that in the end loses all sense of purpose.

Zie Jazz, Mary Jazz and I, we can do without distraction. With every glimpse of reality, every moment of vision, every vision of hope, our marriage was designed to give us leisure and freedom to live our loves. No longer do we care now about the anxiety-ridden shortsightedness opinions; and we have long ceased wasting our days concentrating obsessively on minor trivialities that only appear totally unimportant as far as our future is concerned. I figured that the only way to regain our birthright of leisure and freedom is to persuade our mind with beliefs that we could rise up to a far higher level of purpose in our lives; and then draw up battle plans against those with the illusion that they could be able to exert their power and authority over us.

In here where the basic rule is 'Nobody gets anything for nothing', you will find that your world will turn into a hard and ruthless and rather nasty place to dwell in. Here, if you insist on playing with 'my VAGINA', you will have to do so at your own peril - it can get "slippery when wet" you know. I’ve been losing my virginity to the same VAGINA for many years now. They happen to be two good ones. If nothing thrills yours, it is not our fucking problem, IS IT? Just don't get careless, because if you happen to trip into any one of my VAGINA, you will only come out of here with your pussy smelling like ASSHOLE - You Just Never Know.

If at any time anyone feels that this entry needs any justification, it is that it is a modest attempt to introduce to all my readers a few glimpses of the strangeness that lies on both sides of my brain. Today, my left side of the brain simply deals with logic and language. Trust me...you do not want to stimulate the right side - You Just Never Know.