many sees apple fall from tree, but only newton reasons why

yeah right! and newton went back to sleep (cause he's just a mad sleepyhead, wondering why cant this apple fly somewhere instead of bothering him daydreaming)... no, the guy also posses a supreme luminous brain working in his head. Newton surely have big sense of curiosity, but everybody does. I do reasoning alot but i dont see why i should care about that (like, why do ladies boobs so attractive to men eyes). The thing is every man of theory must have the technical ability too, or at least have someone like that to really pull off something, or else it'll just be like the ancient times false theory where this world was believed to be flat but scientifically proven wrong. In my case, i need this technical guy, as he'll need me. Each have a fair share of contribution, see i have the gift to come out ideas out of somewhere somehow, the technical guy knows how to get it done, with skills.

- written on oct 14, lunch time at the office, a response to some quote i read somewhere while enjoying my meal -

an idea was born

God answers prayer in the morning. true. Sept 1, important decision to make, to do what i do now or to do what i wanted to do. the contract ends this month, most probably they'll make me permanent but then the answer comes. An idea was born, i'm going for something big, something extraordinary, im going out there!

the death of the two

went out with her on some gloomy afternoon, having dinner in a white decorated room, everything was fine. woke up the next morning in the wooden house, looked out the window and saw a good scenery. it was a big garden with unai like landscape, i roamed around but suddenly the chaos happen, calamities, wars, tragedy. then again i woke up in the next morning, same wodden house, looked out the window and the garden was still good as ever, but this time i realized i havent seen her for the last two days. i went out looking for her and met her sister. she said that she met my friend robert (i dont reckon that i have a friend name robert, but physically he looked like obi) and he was gona meet her. the sister was asking if me and robert was on the race for her sister, cause robert brought a flower for her which apparently left in the wooden house. her sister gave the flower to me, she said its a weird flower to be given for a girl and i thought so. its a pale white jasmine flower, it is empty in the middle where the stigma should be, like a hole, so you can see through it, and the lame stick that cant hardly hold the flower firm. i took the flower and i saw robert walking up the hill. i followed him to the hill. when i get there i saw robert was putting the flowers up on a tomb. it was latter i know that she died during the chaos.

To the Choirmaster: according to The Gittith

again i don't actually understand what the title means, its just written in the Book. to continue yesterday's commitment, tonight I'm writing the conclusions of psalms 81 to 85. Verse 81 is about the call to praise The Almighty God with songs and instruments. God who has helped His people always, His people who did not listen and walk away from Him, He still feed them (this is clearly the evidence of God's unconditional love)

Verse 82 - Rewards for obedience, for me the verse is actually telling bout how do we have to be a fair men, give justice, help the needy and rescue the week.

Verse 83 - Prayer against enemies, the prayer of Israel who personally i think are scared of the nations who are rising up and conspire against them. They prayed so that The Lord destroy their enemies, make them like a whirling dust, terrify them, fill their faces with shame (sounds really mean, it's like hatred comes from Israel's heart). But the true intention is to let the enemies know who is the real Lord of lords, that they may seek the name of the Lord

Verse 84,85 - is the song of yearning. how we'd love to go that eternal house, The House of God, where those who dwell we'll feel no better feeling than that.

a maskil of a saph - psalms 78,79,80

i don't even know what is that mean. came back to my room tonight realizing that i have wasted much my time on these starting days of the week. laziness, daydreaming, movies (which motivates but that's about as far as it can gets me). no action, no progress, no nothing. i know i messed up that last sabbath, and this is what happened. decided to start over the reading (not really start over), just start reading from where it is scheduled; June 28, psalms 78.

it says always listen to His teaching, incline your ears to His words, about the good things he has done, tell it to our kids too. We shall not forget the Lord (all the things he has done), have HOPE and keep HIS COMMANDMENT (guess its clear that God wants us to keep His commandments, its like everywhere in the book). but He does not want us to bel like our fathers, STUBBORN, REBELLIOUS, UNFAITHFUL, and whose HEART NOT STEADFAST (that is so Israel, though i think we do just the same). and so the our ancestors got the wrath of God, mocked and defeated by enemies (so if it happen to us, remember this. are we just provoked Him to anger?)

psalms 79 - a psalms of a saph -prayer for restoration
when this happen, nothing we can do but pray and ask for forgiveness.

every starts need an intro

sunday 13th of june 2010, 8.56 am, on the bed though i have woke up 3hours earlier, not moving a single space, too lazy to take a bottle of water (i don't have glass in my rent room, so when u visit bring one), and so this is me trying to start a new blog, pretending like i had an old one..well maybe, but i have completely forgotten about her, this one is likely end up just the same.

i need a cure for this lazy ass. cause its gonna be hard for me to start this blog, its even harder to write with no story. hey i just turned from this page to chat with some anonymous girl from adult forum. I'll just go back after i feel like to write. _and the laziness continue_

(this writing waste me 95 minutes of my Sunday, thanks)