If God have a name, what would you call Him?

Thanks to a friend of mine for reminding me of this very relevant song.

Who knows right?

I think God is everywhere.

He could be standing right beside me without me knowing it.

I believe these questions have been raised countless of times but allow me to repeat it because some Malaysians mudah lupa.

Care to explain why MACC lied about TBH’s release from custody when he wasn’t because his belongings are still in the possession of the anti corruption agency?

Care to explain why the Selangor MACC chief did not lodge police report after looking at TBH’s body but went to Putrajaya to get further instructions?

Care to to explain why MACC lied about the CCTV recordings by saying there was no CCTV but they later confessed the CCTV were not working on that night. Too convenient, don’t you think?

Care to explain why MACC lied about telling us it was TBH who volunteered to stay but they later changed their statement that they requested TBH to stay back?

Is their security so shitty that no one noticed anyone who went into the building? He must be an Invisible Man. Wow, not only DAP have recruited triads, they have invisible men walking around too.

Is their security so shitty that the room where TBH’s body was thrown from that are not usually accessible to every tom dick and harry but was mysteriously available to the assailants on that night?

Why go as far as revealing TBH’s bank account, female house mate?

Why request TBH’s family to see a psychiatrist?

If there’s nothing to hide, why lie so much?

Let them keep UiTM to themselves since the ‘dan lain lain’ group will not miss much from this fiasco anyway. Those who are against such blasphemous proposal even insinuated one particular ethnic group is poor while other ethnics are rich and therefore the heavily subsidized tuition fees offered by UiTM are only meant for them. Sometimes I can’t help but to wonder whether do they realized most of the bulk of the money that is needed to maintain the structure actually came from the ‘dan lain lain’ group?

Then we get to see another joker at a local demonstration who claims that he is not racist but an activist fighting to protect their rights and it does not help one bit in justifying his statement when there is one huge banner beside him that clearly wrote “Ketuanan(supremacy) [insert race here]“. Who are you kidding man? Seriously that banner made him look like a Nazi rather than an activist. There is a stark difference between fighting for your rights and fighting for supremacy, you know?

You know what? They can keep that university all to themselves. We don’t need it anyway. We should be thankful. Just like the infamous namawee once said in one of his satirical songs, these policies actually made us stronger. Furthermore I wouldn’t want to study with a bunch of xenophobics.

He was jovial and chatty when he signed the first statutory declaration.

He was disgruntled, perturbed and visibly upset when he retracts some of the statements when he signed the 2nd statutory declaration.

Now, he and his family are missing. Probably on the run but I hope they are not kidnapped and eventually got C4-ed in the process.

So what does the statements above tells you?

Is he being intimidated or did he become a millionaire overnight?

If both is incorrect this guy is seriously good at faking his emotions and deserves an award from Chollywood.

Is this pointing to an obvious offender?

Well I hope not because it will make an ass out of this person who is suppose to be good at Sun Tzu’s Art of War.

But this is Malaysian politics we are talking about where more than meets the eye.

Last weekend, I went to visit my brother and some of my relatives at six feet under. I mean, they are now located at six feet under and i am only visiting them on the surface. Not the other way round. But it is enough to send the wrong signal to the wrong people. Try to imagine the conversation that goes something like this:-

[Anthraxxxx]â„¢ says:
later visiting relatives kat six feet under
soWifDnia says:
lolz
soWifDnia says:
say hello
[Anthraxxxx]â„¢ says:
ya
soWifDnia says:
ur cucu/cicit come n visit
[Anthraxxxx]â„¢ says:
how are u doing down there
soWifDnia says:
lolz
soWifDnia says:
it is dark??
[Anthraxxxx]â„¢ says:
nanti dia reply
[Andromeda]â„¢ says:
why dont u check it out?
soWifDnia says:
lolz
soWifDnia says:
i sked of dark
soWifDnia says:
i dare not

[Anthraxxxx]â„¢ says:
awww u shouldn’t have
soWifDnia says:
apa to aww abt?
[Anthraxxxx]â„¢ says:
shouldn’t be a skery cat
soWifDnia says:
lolz
soWifDnia says:
im a gal
soWifDnia says:
i got the rights to
soWifDnia says:
lolz
[Anthraxxxx]â„¢ says:
lol
[Anthraxxxx]â„¢ says:
yea eh
[Andromeda]â„¢ says:
girls got no balls
soWifDnia says:
noe also
[Anthraxxxx]â„¢ says:
actually
[Anthraxxxx]â„¢ says:
u got what
soWifDnia says:
so..buat berani buat apa?
soWifDnia says:
tat one show ‘weakness’
soWifDnia says:
rather than ‘manly’
[Anthraxxxx]â„¢ says:
cuma bukan kat bawah je
[Anthraxxxx]â„¢ says:
hemisphere lain
[Anthraxxxx]â„¢ says:
lol
soWifDnia says:
lolz
soWifDnia says:
dun crap dy la
soWifDnia says:
mou kerja
[Anthraxxxx]â„¢ says:
cheh
[Anthraxxxx]â„¢ says:
i am going to blog about this
[Anthraxxxx]â„¢ says:
damn lawak

No, this is NOT meant for April Fool.

I think I have already blogged about dreams in my previous post but allow me to make it even longer. Dreams as in the image that is projected when you are asleep, not wishes kind of dreams. Some people don’t dream at all when they sleep, certain people dreamt occasionally. Me on the other hand, dream every time I fall asleep.

Whether it’s a blessing or not, remains unknown but I hardly got nightmares. But they are not sweet dreams or exaggerated ones either. Normal dreams in every day life. At times, it felt like I am leading a double life in my dreams. Yes, I do felt that I have another life there. I am not talking about life after death kinda life. It’s something like I have another life in another dimension.

It also felt real that I do not how to differentiate whether I am dreaming or not. There are certain parts where my brother made his appearance so i thought he was still alive. I only realize he’s no longer here after I woke up. My dreams are usually not scattered around because it would normally be where it started when I go to bed again. It felt weird. But I guess that’s a normal reaction.

There was a time I dreamt about an old friend whom I wanted to meet for a very long time. As expected, this old friend appeared in my dreams. I was having tea with this friend but I was disappointed to learn it was just a dream after I woke up because we “hung out” a couple of times.

Oh yes, I used to had another kind of dream. I would always had multiple dreams of this person who died a couple of times. 2 years ago this person really died in real life, and my dream about this person’s death ended. Until then, I never had the strange dream of that particular person’s death any more.

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Mum dreamt of Jonathan. He came into her dream headless. I mean he came to her without a face. Don’t ask me how my mum knows it’s him. Sounds like a scary dream. But he came into her dreams not to scare her though. According to mum, he was trying to tell her something. She was not sure what he is trying to tell her, yet. But he was pointing at his faceless face.

We went to my brother’s grave in the next morning and we were shocked to find that nothing was built on top of my brother’s grave yet. Not even the cement base that is use to support that granite thing. My mum was royally pissed and she called the tomb maker. When the tomb maker fella came in the afternoon, he told my mum that he could not complete my brother’s tombstone on time.

Before this, he had already promised my mum that he would complete my brother’s grave by last month. Now, he is telling my mum he cannot finish it by Chinese New Year. Even my late brother’s grave neighbor got his own fully granite tombstone within 4 months. The deceased is a boy and he was only 14 years old. Brain tumor got the better of him. Ironically, he’s the son of my dad’s business partner.

Mum became agitated and said he should have told her earlier if he cannot complete it on time, she can ask some one else to replace him. Of course being a businessman, I don’t think he will tell my mum about that delay otherwise he is going to lose a source of income. But mum was irritated with his dishonesty. To make matters worst, my grandparents went to visit his grave and commented nothing was built up even after 7 months.

That was the moment when my mum confronted that tomb maker. Now he is saying he can only complete the tombstone before CNY but he won’t be able put my brother’s portrait on it on time. So what was the relation of my mum’s dream with this story? No wonder my mum said Jonathan was trying to tell her something. There are indeed many mysterious happenings in this world.

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My friend’s father got murdered. His body was found together with his burnt car in an oil palm estate. His family found out about the news when they went to the police station to report of his disappearance. My friend’s dad did not return home after he went to meet his friends yesterday. My friend was devastated.

This is one news every one would not want to hear and this is also a horrible way to begin a new chapter in life for this new year. Heartfelt condolences to him and his family. It was such a pity because it also means I won’t have the chance to drink his trademark coffee anymore since he’s the only one running his kopitiam and he did not pass his coffee making skills to any of his children. Even the healthy ones are not spared because they can also lose their life all of a sudden.

I was drinking coffee in his shop 2 days ago and now he’s lying in the mortuary. His family is still waiting for his body to be released by the forensic department. It kinda shocked me when I saw his charred myvi on RTM mandarin news because I saw that car every afternoon. Incidents like these made me re-evaluate my own safety every time I step my foot outside. The streets are not safe anymore.

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This is not some sick joke about the canine ’spirit’ I blogged about earlier. My late brother’s encounter with supernatural dated quite some time ago. If I am not mistaken, it first started when he was 12 years old. He always claims that he sees ‘things’ and I always dismiss it as his ‘imagination’. I also told him his mind is playing tricks on him. There was this incident where we were sleeping in our room and he woke up suddenly.

He told me he saw a female figure with long hair was drying clothes at the back of our house. After ’she’ was done with her drying, she would just stood there, unmoved. It is weird because we do not recall having any ground floor neighbors with long hair at that time. Not even at present day. I finally believe him because there was one night where I also woke up suddenly and I heard laughter, a loud shrieking hysterical laughter.

It was most probably a woman. At first I thought she was some woman fucking with her boyfriend upstairs. In my heart I was going to ask her to shut the fuck up. But it freaks me out when the laughter grew louder once I had the thoughts of asking her to shut up and it continued until I passed out eventually. I don’t think any humans can laugh that long and read my mind at the same time.

I really thought I was dreaming but I don’t think it was merely a dream when my brother and I had the same dream at the same time. Then sometimes I would have this dream that do not seem like a dream. I woke up suddenly again. This time my door room was open and there was this strong wind blowing into my room. While the wind was blowing furiously, I notice there was a shadow on top of me.

I couldn’t see the exact shape of the shadow but it was moving back and forth as if ‘it’ knew I was finally awake. I really thought it was a dream until my brother told me something similar had bothered him. The encounters continued on and off after 3 years before the pastor came to bless our house. The encounters stopped ever since.

6 years later, my brother’s girlfriend rented an apartment some where around this area. And of course my brother wouldn’t want her to stay alone in her apartment so my brother accompanied her. He slept in the living room. While he was sleeping, once again he woke up suddenly. This time he saw a man and a woman standing in front of him. This is where he claims that the spirits had started to bother him again.

Guess what? He was not the only one who’s been bother because his girlfriend told him the same thing. She says she saw a man and woman too, standing beside her bed. At times, these spirits would appear every time she uses the bathroom to shower. She screamed. As expected, she moved out the next day. A month later after that encounter, my brother began to fall ill. About his illness, I do not need to elaborate any further because I already blogged about it earlier.

Even when he was already admitted to the hospital, he told me the man and woman was still there. He told me ‘they’ were standing right behind me but I did not see anything. It finally stopped when he went for special prayers organized by my pastor after he was discharged briefly. Again, I do not want to write what happened during the special prayer process because I wish to keep that part private. But what I can say is, the man and woman also stopped bothering him after the long series of prayers.

Few days before he died, he told me another man in white came with a helicopter. He said that man was not an evil spirit this time because he would normally be terrified once they made their appearance. He had a warm presence and my brother told me he felt at ease with that mysterious man in white telling him it’s time to depart. Two days later, my brother really left for good. I have one last thing to say to these invisible critters.

Fuck you.

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It seems that the Bee Ann regime is only interested to hear good stuffs from its fellow members. They are quite allergic to criticism albeit a constructive one. They don’t care if the criticism is constructive. As long they are all sweet and dandy, everything goes. They don’t even care if they are being fed with false information.

Every thing must be good. If you are their partners, they expect you to polish their shoes. They love sweet and nice things. So far, two of their comrades had spoken out. But rest assured they will be punish soon. Great, you get punish for telling the truth. Not lying. Sometimes it makes you think they are living in the fake world centred in the Matrix realm. They are given a choice.

It’s either you take the red or the blue pill. Taking the red pill will wake you up in the real world. Taking the blue one will make you remain in your Utopian lalaland created by your own fantasy. Looks like they’d rather take the blue pill instead. So yeah, they are intolerant on any form of criticism. They like people to wash their butt and shoes. Polish polish polish. Funny eh? They prefer apple polishers than honest members.

It reminds me of a contrasting story where a Tang Emperor retained his ministers who loves to criticize him. He did so because he thinks that ministers who dared to criticize him are the only ones who are willing to tell him the truth about the ongoing issues of his country and serve the empire with all their hearts if he wants to govern his empire effectively.

He knows cleary there are too many apple polishers and these people would do their best to praise the emperor even if he made a wrong judgment. Seems like the current regime never learn from history and based on the current trend, they obviously prefer apple polishers than honest comrades.

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