Rebirth

Just a couple of days ago, my mum and I were lazing around, looking at the clouds in my room when she suddenly brought up a topic.


"If you could be anything, anything at all, what would you be?"


I know that this might sounds like a common topic to bring up among friends, but trust me, it's really hard to find the right answer that you'll be satisfied with.

She related one such situation when she asked her friend the same question, and the friend's answer was really odd. Well, at least to me. Because she wanted to be a Princess.





Literally a Princess or one that she dreams to be, with crowns, thrones, royalty, Prince Charming, a palace and lots of gold, or in a bed made out of money.





Both my mum and I found it pretty odd to want a life of someone in the limelight. Because, being a Princess, not only does one have to be dressed and speak proper, you're practically stripped from having a 'Normal Life'.


We then talked about our choices, and we listed all the animals we wanted to be. We were practically sick of the "Human" world, and so both of us thought that it'd be interesting to be an animal.


As usual, we picked our favourite animals, but it pretty much ended with us wanted to be something that was able to fly. My mum preferred to be a butterfly for birds are shot at and hunted for, and she'd rather lay her eggs, her kids, and then die, like all insects do.


That was when I thought of the Eagle.





Whenever I meet someone who asks about my goals in Life, they end up pretty much saying the same thing, and that is to 'Soar like an Eagle'. Everyone wants to be like an Eagle, a majestic creature that rules the sky.


But little do they know of how much suffering the eagle has to go through in order to soar through the skies every single year.

Just watch this clip:

Rebirth of the Eagle

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This story was first shared by the great people when I attended Adam Khoo's ''I'm Gifted, So Are You!" workshop, and I have heard/watched many clips online.

They mentioned of that every eagle has to make a very important decision; to live, or to die. It's because at about the age of 40, the eagle physical condition is so bad, its talons lose flexibility and are unable to secure a proper grip on the prey, the beak becomes dull and to bent, and the feathers are so thick and heavy that it disrupts the eagle's ability to fly well.

It then flies to its nest, way up in the mountains, and begin this torturous 5 month rejuvenating process where it knocks off its beak by hitting it against the rocks over and over again. Then it plucks out its talons and lastly, its feathers, one by one. This is so that the eagle can "regrow" the removed parts in order to survive another 30 years.


Torturing isn't it?


Well, you're actually in for a surprise. Because......












Whatever that I said earlier about the eagle, it's all a MYTH(I just so happened to check it out on the net a couple of days ago). In fact, there had been so many viewers wondering about the process of the eagle, that the University of Minnesota's Raptor Center and The American Bald Eagle Information Website have both responded to this issue.


Click Here to Read what The American Bald Eagle Information Website said

Click Here to Read what the University of Minnesota's Raptor Centre said


And no, I'm not saying that Adam Khoo's workshop or the clips are bogus. In fact, the clip is quite true when it applies to us, humans, than to the eagles. Because it shows that in order to live on and be successful in the near future, one has to be able to let go of the past and move on. Or as how the saying goes "In Order To Rebuild, You Must First Tear Down".


And that my friends, is an important lesson to learn.



As for what I want to be if I ever get the chance to, I'd like to be The One who controls everything that happens on Earth (I'm not allowed to say His name for I do not have a religion and may be doomed to burn in Hell). It would be fine even if it were to be for a day. I would just like to reshuffle some things, here and there.



Loves.

On This Special Day

This might sound like a bad joke, but on this day, at this very moment, I thought not of my past nor my future. But of my funeral.

This has absolutely no linkage to Good Friday, because for obvious reasons, I am not Jesus Christ even though it would have been awesome if I were to be the saviour of all souls, and to 'chat' with This guy in MSN while being in the form of Jesus. Oh well...

And if you have no idea what Good Friday is, Click Here to read about Good Friday.


If you have no idea, today is the day where I officially grow old. And having to think of death on the day I officially age a little more obviously, is pretty much the the foundation steps of being a pure pessimist.

Death, till now, is still seen as a 'Taboo' word. And to make matters worst, back then, I thought that it was associated with the boogeyman pulling you into his closet, the grim reaper hooking your mouth with his scythe and flying away to the cemetery, drowning or having to be eaten by some shark or in this case, Barry. But as I grew older, I realized that Death had pretty much nothing to do with any of the above mentioned, unless of course, you have a supernatural friend and wish to die in a more special way rather than of old age or some disease.


Well, enough of the side tracking. As I mentioned earlier, on this special day, I thought of my funeral. No one, not even my family, have a clue that I had actually planned (on paper, that is) for my funeral ever since the age of ten.(Yes, I was a child who spent time flinging earthworms at girls, sprinkling salt on snails and even make ants of different territories fight, remember? Click Here then.) And surprisingly, I have not and do not intend to change them.


Like all funerals, the preparation begins with the body. I actually wish not to have a coffin at the wake, but for my body to be incinerated way before the funeral, or rather, the moment I die. I wish not of my body to turn from green to black, my body to bloat with bulging eyes and a protruding tongue. I wish not to have to 'feel' my pancreas digesting itself. And most importantly, I wish not to have my body to stink on this very sacred day. Yes, an urn with my ashes in it would do. Unless I die as a healthy person, then I wished for my body parts to be donated to the hospital so that they can save more lives. In a sick thought, I like the idea of having my body parts to 'live' on without my soul. But still the remains of my body shall be incinerated.


The funeral shall be held on 10th April, because I think it's pretty cool to live and die on the same day (I'll explain later). If authorities forbid, then we shall carry out the funeral in a fortnight (or two) after my death(Again, I'll explain later). It shall be held on a beach that has standards of Bali (or if we have no money, we could always go to St. John island or Port Dickson. So long as it isn't on Sembawang Beach, or anything like that. The grander the better, and I trust that my family would know of which beaches I approve of) , in a white tent.


There would no guest list, but a list of people I do not want to be at my funeral. The reason why there is no guest list is because the invited ones are the people whom I love dearly, and loves me back. People who have impacted my life, and people who's life I have changed, or at the very least, 'touched'. So if they feel that they fit into any one of the category, just head on down. They can be dressed whatever they want, however they want. Just so long as there isn't a large group of people dressed in black (Yet again, I'll explain later).


Only the VIPs (some family and friends) at the funeral are allowed to give the speeches on the podium. No tears of sadness shall be shed. Here' s the explanation for the date of funeral and the colours of clothing. I want my funeral to be one of the most beautiful "parties" , almost like a sweet sixteen party, only less expensive and boy crazy.


On the day of my funeral, I want to be remembered for the days that I lived, and the joy (if any) that I brought to the people I care about. It should be a happy day for everyone should celebrate the years I lived, and not the moment I became stiff. I want my death anniversary to be on 10th April, for I want it to be a joyous occasion where I celebrate my birthday, rather than my death.

Like mentioned earlier, that if authorities don't permit, then I'll have my funeral a fortnight or two after my death. Reason: It's simple. As said, my funeral shall not be a place of sadness, and I think a week or two would pretty much be enough for them to get over their grief of me being dead.


As for the dressing, black just brings all the mood down, so I need my guests to be in awesome colours.


The speeches shall not be more than two hours long, and when that's all over, I want beautiful music to be playing, preferably Jazz and the Oldies. I don't want any sad songs played because it always brings back sad memories, and I wish not to have tears, mucus or loud sobs on my funeral day.


Food has to be awesome as usual, and I wouldn't mind having a couple of drinks around for the guests. But those who go beyond the limit and get drunk, would be booted out of my funeral tent, even if that means my family. I don't want some drunk to come and crash my funeral, and don't think I'm not watching, cause' I am!


Now all this sounds pretty much awesome to me, but I actually left out the time for my funeral. It has to be during Dawn because it brings light to a whole new day.

The moment the Sun rises, marks the end of the whole 'party'. Guest are then required write notes they wished to send to me and attach them to beautiful coloured balloons of all shapes and sizes (I want to remember all of you forever and always). But don't release them just yet. For my ashes need to be placed into this huge balloon and together, all the balloons shall be released at the same time. I'll read them once the notes and the ashes are brought up to me through the stars.


And when I'm all done, I'll pop the balloons so that my ashes are scattered all around the world, together with my notes.



Welcome to my new beginning.

'Peace' sign with the Index finger down.

I am no pro when in comes to blogging, but I for one feel that those who blog about their personal grieves, are the emptiest of the lot. Not only am I pointing to those who blog, but also to those who whine (pretty ironic, since I'm the one with the whiney URL) about their lives.


You see, we often assume that Life is about suffering. We are so engrossed in trying to gain fame and wealth in order to survive, that we pretty much lose sight of the main goal, in other words, forgetting what we were here for.


So why are we fighting so hard to survive? It's because we want to live in comfort, being able to witness all the wondrous things around us, that makes us not only tolerate the hardship, but to enjoy Life as well.


Life isn't about the fame, the fortune nor the knowledge. It is the ability to use these 'tools' to make our lives better, to make the people around us happier, and to make the world a better place for all of us.


Working and even studying without a purpose, is like laying in your coffin, waiting for death to leech the life out of you. Why wait to for death to arrive miserably when you can fill the numbered (just that we are not sure of the numbers yet) days with enriching, enlightening and wonderful thoughts and activities?


No man should be judged by his wealth or knowledge, but how he is able to hide his misery from the world with a simple weapon; his smile. It's people like him that I look up to, and wonder whether he can teach me a lesson or two about Life.


'Happiness' can not be bought, nor can it be sold. No books, websites or any other resources can teach you about happiness. They can share scenarios and stories where people experience happiness. But nothing can teach you how to achieve happiness.


So how do you gain happiness? Well, it all depends on yourself. The joy you feel when you achieve something, the emptiness inside when you're alone, fear and heartbreak alike, are part and parcel to your steps towards happiness. Happiness is found deep within your soul. And it's only when you are able to find the strength to overcome your 'issues' then you will find happiness.


It is often said that 'Life is too short', but scratch that, for Life is the longest stretch of days, hours, minutes and seconds that I know of. So don't be afraid to stand up to what you believe in. Your life is your own, and it shouldn't be mapped out by others.


Your rule, your game, your time.


As easy as it may sound, happiness is not going to willingly fall into your arms. So search within yourself and find a truer, deeper meaning to your Life.




Loves.

Death

Have you ever been curious about Death? I know I have.







As a kid, I always wondered what happened to the goldfish that was flushed down the toilet bowl. Where did it go?







What happened to my dog when it was sent away to be incinerated? What happened to my grandmas and grandpas, aunt and even my pets mice?

Do they know that they are dead? Are their souls still lingering around? Or did they, like some religions say, went through reincarnation?


I used to think that death only happened to:


a) unfortunate people who were turned into sleeping beauty, only to never find their Prince/Princess to kiss them back to Life.



and b) actors in scenes where they were slayed by a Vampire/ eaten by a wolf/ shot by a cowboy while in the midst of a Cowboy Duel/ eaten by Anacondas,huge scary spiders and crocodiles / killed by Freddie Krueger and Jason.








But over the years, I realize how realistic Death is. It could happen to anyone. People overdosing on drugs, family and friends in car accidents, and even innocent ones dying from terrorist attacks.


Sometimes Death takes people, loved ones away from us without us being able to bid farewell, or even spend time with them. Death of one make Life for others bitter because of the unfairness that someone had to be taken away so soon.


And because of what this and what we learned from the History Classes, we become fearful of Death. As kids, we ate our veggies because mommy says it is good for us. We take extra precautions when crossing the road, looking right, left, then right again. We work out in the gym, swallow a vitamin pill or two, take jabs, and even turn away from alcohol and tobacco because we know that it is not good for our health, which brings us closer to Death.



But sooner or later, our bodies would give way, because we were not made to last forever. True enough, medicine, products of aesthetics and even exercise could delay the time Death comes knocking on our door. CPR, respirators, transplant and all sorts of scientific devices may bring us back to Life. But no one can ever escape Death.



It's pressurizing to not know when your time is up, because there's always things that you've not done before and wish to try it before you leave your body. No one is ready for Death because we don't know what Death is like. And we can never find out, because those that have been through it, are not around to share it with us.



So what exactly is Death? There are various tales about Death and the Afterlife from various religions. But which one is the truest one of all? Some say that afterlife depended on one's religion. I'm a free thinker, so where do I go after dying?



Only time will tell.




The curiosity about Death is apparently driving me nuts. There seem to be so much conspiracy (or so I thought) in it. I am actually curious to know what Death and the afterlife brings, but I fear that if I were to meet death in the eye, everything would end in a puff (too quick), with me not remembering a single thing of it.



So I guess, like everyone, I have to wait till the Grim Reaper chases after me.








Till then.




If you're just as curious as me about Death, Click Here!



Loves.

Stay With Me

DEDICATED TO ALL THOSE WHO HAVE LOST A LOVED ONE.


I was YouTube-ing last night and I found a song that really touched my heart. It's titled "Stay With Me" by Dj Ironik.






Lyrics (from lyricstime.com) :


Brother And Sister Together Will Make It Through
Some Day A Spirit Will Take You And Guide You There
I Know You've Been Hurting But Ive Been Waiting To Be There For You
And Ill Be There Just Helping You Out Whenever I Can
Everybodys Free
Listen This Ones For All The Ones Showing Love, Its Appreciated Life's Crazy Man Listen To The Lyrics

[Chorus:]
Stay With Me Don't Fall Asleep To Soon The Angels Can Wait For A Moment
(They Can Wait For A Moment)

[Chorus:]
Stay With Me Don't Fall Asleep Too Soon The Angels Can Wait For A Moment

Listen, Listen To The Words

[Verse 1:]
Don't Cry For Me When I'm Gone No Point Of Wasted Tears Our Time Will Come One Day And I'm Just Confronting My Fears Though Its Not Really A Fear Its More Like A Destiny Some Times I Sit And Wonder Is This Life Really For Me, Coz Ive Seen,Seen, Heard, Felt, I'm Done. I Hope Ur Proud Of Where Ive Come, You've Seen Me Grown An Helped Me Thou, An There Is No Repaying You, Im Here An I Feel Like Im Delaying You, Betraying You, An When I'm Gone I Hope There's Sum1 Saving You

[Chorus:]
Stay With (Im Gonna Stay, Listen) Me Dont Fall Asleep Too Soon (Im Gonna Try Not To) The Angels Can Wait For A Moment (They Can Wait Man, I Swear)
Stay With Me Dont Fall Asleep Too Soon The Angels (Im Gonna Hold On) Can Wait For A Moment

[Verse 2:]
I Wanna Seee Your Face Every Time I Come Home Coz I Cant Leave U Like This In This Cold World Alone, But, In This Live Were Livin Hu Knows When Ill Be Gone, I Dont Wanna Leave You Wiv Wot Ifs, Now Im In For Long (To The World) Theres To Much To Proove, An Sometimes I Wonder Wot I Really Have To Lose, An Then I Really See Its Not All About Me, I Wanna Show You From This Harsh Mad Reality, Its Real.

[Chorus:]
(Like, Lifes Risky Sometimes, But Really, U Gotta Take Your Chances)
Stay With Me Dont Fall Asleep Too Soon The Angels Can Wait For A Moment( Its Crazy Look)
Stay With Me Dont Fall Asleep Too Soon The Angels Can Wait For A Moment
(Listen 2 The Words)

[Verse 2:]
To The World,
Lifes A Game An We Need 2 Play It Correct, Do The Right Moves An Dont Get Caught Up In Ldza Mess, Be Calm Dont Be Stressed, Be Sure To Pass Ya Test, Stand Ur Ground An Dont Let Others Put You To The Test (Repeat)

[Chorus:]
Stay With Me Dont Fall Asleep Too Soon The Angels Can Wait For A Moment [x3]
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I like the Chipmunks version the most. I don't think I need to explain the song, because itself definitely explained everything. It's a lovely song. And while listening to it over and over again last night, I noticed it has a little similarity(in terms on lyrics) to WestLife's "Written in the Stars", which is another lovely song.




Lyrics (taken from sing365.com) :

Stay with me
don't fall asleep too soon
the angels can wait
for a moment

come real close
forget the world outside
tonight we're alone
it's finally you and i

oooohhh...

it wasn't meant to feel like this

oooohhh...

not without you

cause when i look at my life
how the pieces fall into place
it just wouldn't rhyme
without you

when i see how my path
seems to end up before your face
the state of my heart
the place where we are
is written in the stars

don't be afraid
I'll be right by your side
through the laughter and pain
together we're bound to fly

oooohhh...

i wasn't meant to love like this
not without you

cause when i look at my life
how the pieces fall into place
it just wouldn't rhyme
without you

when i see how my path
seems to end up before your face
the state of my heart
the place where we are
is written in the stars

made a few mistakes, yeah
like sometimes we do
been through lot of heartache
but i made it back to you

cause when i look at my life (yeah)
how the pieces fall into place (into place)
it just wouldn't rhyme
without you (without you)

when i see how my path
seems to end up before your face
the state of my heart
the place where we are
is written in the stars

look at my life
how the pieces fall into place
it just wouldn't rhyme
without you

when i see how my path
seems to end up before your face
the state of my heart
the place where we are
was written in the stars

the state of my heart
the place where we are
was written in the stars


I guess it's ironic that we live Life, waiting for death to come knocking on our door. I'm sure that there are people out there who claim that they're not afraid to die. But if you are not afraid to die, then why be so careful in the things you do? Everyone's afraid to die, that is we take precautions in doing things.

Death has instilled FEAR in us all.