"If you work harder, you will get luckier" per Anita Sarawak dictum.

someone asked me am i stop blogging, the answer is a yes and no. yes, because i felt sometimes people misconstrued my feeling through the homonym, heteronym and capitonym, it is truly disastrous. the good intention of mine being manipulated and plied to fit the malicious wicked wit game. i am just blog to express my feeling, opinions and thinking. i never meant to be sarcastic or offend anyone, can i? with my below par lingustic proficiency and bird brain intelligence, it is quite a mission impossible to reach the level that can draw any attention to my thickheaded rubbish notion. i am expressly conveying bunkum ideas to kill time and jesting around. i admire those bee's knees thought and meaningful turkey's talk. i am waiting the cow to come home just to bring me to a talk the hind leg off a donkey regarding any current issues. i am always prepare to learn from the best. sometimes i felt like i was at the end of the tether, not like someone that can play both ends against the middle. they can always brain storm others and generate constructive brialliant perception.

blogging is never an easy task for me. to start the fresh new topic, i will always need an excited and virgin heading. where the heck on earth am i suppose to look for all these? it is like seeking a pie in sky. anything that betide around us can be used to write a story. the ingredients of the nonsense are everywhere, and they can be collected anytime anywhere. the question is, only the brain box can utilise them and make them become the heroes in the tome. for me, it is sorry to say that i am all brawn and no brains. talk of the town will never turn into dancing rythm in my manuscript blog paper, merely cast pearls before swine. i am not politician (some of them), they are the gifted array, they have a pair of magic hands, any insignificant wee issues when come to their hands, they can magnify and converge then purify anon project it to be announced to the world at large ensuing to conform it is a national crisis. they always have everything on a silver platter, but not me.

something had estopped me from blogging since few days back. i was quite pique by certain saying. emotionally outraged. i was bound to what i said and what i did, and i never deny that everything say and do are a ball and chain. so long as i never cross the border, i still eligible to enjoy my freedom to express myself. you and i are not acting in the same concert, so i am not oblige to do you any favor or compel myself to follow your tempo, am i right? just enjoy yourself and have your own fun, leave me alone then. this is my blog and my realm, i am the authority here.

i will reserve the caprice to stop blogging, nothing can ever estop me from doing so. it is good to catch the whim and indite and engross it. who knows may be in the later time it will be encoded as a dictum of maxim or even a statute. there are so many thoughts and ideas that flashes in my little mind from time to time, and bona fide by sharing them i can acquire more knowledge from others. communication is sine qua non to deliver and ensure someone perceive truly the message that been conveyed. Birds of a feather flock together, and i only welcome with open arms those birds of a feather. it is pointless to cast a pearl to a swine. as per my dictum, words can heal or kill, they are merely a tool for me to use or misuse or even abuse.

yes or no to blogging is always a mind game and what i am trying to do utterly to strike a balance in between two. me just too timid and subservience to air my view(s), so blogging now serve as an instrument for pacify creature in rarum natura like me to voice my humble sentiment, silently. i am not in facie curiae and taking any oath, what i air might be err. i am my own judge at the end of the day. i myself is the keeper of my consciences. Eo ipso, who can adjudicate other's conscience? ipso facto, it is mea culpa when one reasonable man confessed that he did something because of me. but, the point is that i never feel any guilt. You can lead a horse to water but you can't make him drink. why try to discharge your burden to others and seek for an unreasonable reason to avoid the culpability on yourself? you owes no reason to prove anything to me. i bear no resposibility (legally, politically and theologically) on what you do and did.