It's hard to stay focused when all the world begs for your attention.
Hard to stay clean when everything is spraying inkblots of filth.
Difficult to stay rooted when pulled in so many different directions.
Hard to deny what you're expected to accept.
Mountains can be moved, oceans may dry up.
Where will I be at the end of this wild, wild goose chase called life?
Monday, July 30, 2007
Saturday, July 28, 2007
..........succumb to the hype.
I'm reading my sister's friend's copy.I'm not particularly proud of myself, no.
Friday, July 27, 2007
2 weeks pt 1
I'm always tired when I start to blog.
It's been about a month since i last updated.( I think) Not that anyone cares, but I've been around. Freed of oppression, the master-less Ronin wanders the ubi kentang and the
doggy, searching for cheap booze and adventure.
I went to Kuching, attended the rainforest music festival thing. Had a few things happened to me, but didn't get drunk although booze there was dirt cheap(compared to KL anyway).
Lord I'm so proud of myself.
On my way back I looked out the window of the airplane. Pearl white sculptures of infinite complexity greeted me. Astonished, I pressed my nose against the glass for a better view. In them I saw wondrous shapes and forms human architects could only dream of creating. The sun shines it's rays upon them, casting shadows and giving them volume. From a distance they look almost solid, heavy, cumbersome. Waterfalls and arches, towers grander and larger the the Colossus of Rhodes, standing taller then our own twin jagungs and reaching further than the Grand canyon I'd imagine. It's almost like I've met God. It's a religious experience, watching clouds.
Alas, as the great metal bird drew closer we see vapours, smoke, and tiny droplets of white, perhaps huddling against each other, sooner or later forming rainfall. The illusion does not last, but what an illusion it is.
Clouds are a lame analogy for life, but I find it weird that a lot of us try to distance ourselves from others, showing only what we think other people should see. Are we afraid of what others will perceive when they come up close? Or are we just too scared to face up to it?
I'm struggling to face up to myself everyday lately.
It's been about a month since i last updated.( I think) Not that anyone cares, but I've been around. Freed of oppression, the master-less Ronin wanders the ubi kentang and the
doggy, searching for cheap booze and adventure.
I went to Kuching, attended the rainforest music festival thing. Had a few things happened to me, but didn't get drunk although booze there was dirt cheap(compared to KL anyway).
Lord I'm so proud of myself.
On my way back I looked out the window of the airplane. Pearl white sculptures of infinite complexity greeted me. Astonished, I pressed my nose against the glass for a better view. In them I saw wondrous shapes and forms human architects could only dream of creating. The sun shines it's rays upon them, casting shadows and giving them volume. From a distance they look almost solid, heavy, cumbersome. Waterfalls and arches, towers grander and larger the the Colossus of Rhodes, standing taller then our own twin jagungs and reaching further than the Grand canyon I'd imagine. It's almost like I've met God. It's a religious experience, watching clouds.
Alas, as the great metal bird drew closer we see vapours, smoke, and tiny droplets of white, perhaps huddling against each other, sooner or later forming rainfall. The illusion does not last, but what an illusion it is.
Clouds are a lame analogy for life, but I find it weird that a lot of us try to distance ourselves from others, showing only what we think other people should see. Are we afraid of what others will perceive when they come up close? Or are we just too scared to face up to it?
I'm struggling to face up to myself everyday lately.
Saturday, July 07, 2007
Thursday, July 05, 2007
Being a vegetarian is pointless.
Vegetarianism irks me. I don't oppose against it the way I'm opposed against fundamentalism, but enough people around me do it to spur my thoughts into the "why" of it all.
There seem to be many reasons for going vegan or whatever, or at least that's how people would like you to believe. I think all those reasons can be categorized under 2 umbrella motives. For health, and for compassion.
If one does it for health, I can understand. Not because that it actually makes you healthier (it probably doesn't) but ultimately one's health is directly related to how good one feels about oneself's life. If consuming nothing but plant-based products make you feel good about yourself, by all means. I'm all for more happiness and peace and lovin' yo.
Then there's those who do it out of compassion. It is their point of view that killing another animal for food is barbaric, cruel, and unnecessary. Consuming plant life is much more acceptable because they feel no pain.
I find this argument to be staunted, weak and unconvincing. The whole thing works on the assumption that suffering can be measured. Which I think is complete bollocks. Who's to say plants don't feel pain when you amputate them? I remember a shirt story once back in high school. In it, a professor dude invents a machine that allows him to hear sounds outside our normal hearing spectrum. He discovers that when plants are hurt, eg cut, pulled, chop, they emit a high pitch sounding noise akin to a song of the siren. It makes for some adequate fiction reading, and excite the imagination.
I presented this case to my girlfriend, who is a vegetarian by religion, and by extension, compassion. I argued that it is just as cruel to eat veggies because they're organisms as well. The fact that they can't express pain does not make the act less cruel. To which she replied - the regeneration rate of plants far exceed those of animals, thus relieving them one of their organs would not do them any harm.
This argument, is once again, to put it bluntly, utter nonsense. Suppose we were to consume animals the way she described us consuming veggies. We cut a portion of their skin periodically to eat, let it grow back, and repeat. I'd say this is even worse than the former. It borders on torture and is, in my opinion, a form of slavery. Of course, we mostly DON'T consume plants, or anything else for that matter, like that.
What I hate most are vegetarians who use their habit as a way to exert their superior sense of moral judgment over others. I think it is childish, stupid, and misinformed. Eating an apple is akin to eating a baby calf. Eating veggies is no different than eating meat. The only difference is how it makes you feel. If you feel good about yourself jolly ho. I admire and salute you. But I hope you don't feel superior about it.
Realize it's no difference. It's how nature works. It's part of the beauty of life. It's not exactly pretty, but it has an undeniable balance and elegance to it. I stand in awe and wonder of the various nuances and laws of nature, and also how we, as humans have defied it time and time again. It's like we're this emo rebel kid who doesn't get punished cos we keep getting away with it.
I end this with a reminiscent. I asked Janet a while back why she became a vegetarian. I remember her answer to this day. I consider it truthful and honest compared to what I've heard from others. She said she became a vegetarian because she could relate to animals running around in the field. Yet there are many living things she can't relate to(plants, mussels etc) , and thats why she has no qualms about taking them as source. She's honest about it, and I might not agree with it, it comes off as something I can respect.
I wonder how many people I've offended with this article. Ima go ping it now.
There seem to be many reasons for going vegan or whatever, or at least that's how people would like you to believe. I think all those reasons can be categorized under 2 umbrella motives. For health, and for compassion.
If one does it for health, I can understand. Not because that it actually makes you healthier (it probably doesn't) but ultimately one's health is directly related to how good one feels about oneself's life. If consuming nothing but plant-based products make you feel good about yourself, by all means. I'm all for more happiness and peace and lovin' yo.
Then there's those who do it out of compassion. It is their point of view that killing another animal for food is barbaric, cruel, and unnecessary. Consuming plant life is much more acceptable because they feel no pain.
I find this argument to be staunted, weak and unconvincing. The whole thing works on the assumption that suffering can be measured. Which I think is complete bollocks. Who's to say plants don't feel pain when you amputate them? I remember a shirt story once back in high school. In it, a professor dude invents a machine that allows him to hear sounds outside our normal hearing spectrum. He discovers that when plants are hurt, eg cut, pulled, chop, they emit a high pitch sounding noise akin to a song of the siren. It makes for some adequate fiction reading, and excite the imagination.
I presented this case to my girlfriend, who is a vegetarian by religion, and by extension, compassion. I argued that it is just as cruel to eat veggies because they're organisms as well. The fact that they can't express pain does not make the act less cruel. To which she replied - the regeneration rate of plants far exceed those of animals, thus relieving them one of their organs would not do them any harm.
This argument, is once again, to put it bluntly, utter nonsense. Suppose we were to consume animals the way she described us consuming veggies. We cut a portion of their skin periodically to eat, let it grow back, and repeat. I'd say this is even worse than the former. It borders on torture and is, in my opinion, a form of slavery. Of course, we mostly DON'T consume plants, or anything else for that matter, like that.
What I hate most are vegetarians who use their habit as a way to exert their superior sense of moral judgment over others. I think it is childish, stupid, and misinformed. Eating an apple is akin to eating a baby calf. Eating veggies is no different than eating meat. The only difference is how it makes you feel. If you feel good about yourself jolly ho. I admire and salute you. But I hope you don't feel superior about it.
Realize it's no difference. It's how nature works. It's part of the beauty of life. It's not exactly pretty, but it has an undeniable balance and elegance to it. I stand in awe and wonder of the various nuances and laws of nature, and also how we, as humans have defied it time and time again. It's like we're this emo rebel kid who doesn't get punished cos we keep getting away with it.
I end this with a reminiscent. I asked Janet a while back why she became a vegetarian. I remember her answer to this day. I consider it truthful and honest compared to what I've heard from others. She said she became a vegetarian because she could relate to animals running around in the field. Yet there are many living things she can't relate to(plants, mussels etc) , and thats why she has no qualms about taking them as source. She's honest about it, and I might not agree with it, it comes off as something I can respect.
I wonder how many people I've offended with this article. Ima go ping it now.
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