Sunday, October 12, 2008

Of Ghosts and Witches

I should have taken myself a little less seriously lately. I think spontaneity is good, candidness is easy. Sometimes, we ought to say ‘I don’t care’ and really mean it. That’s when the candidness comes.

I guess I will flood this very private area of blog posting with numerous entries in the next few weeks/months (depending on how much candidness have I acquired). So, beware.


For the last few weeks (or more accurately: my whole freaking life!) I have haunted by so many ghost stories. And it’s beginning to tire a little. Imagine: everybody around you is talking about ghosts all the time.

I think the time for all these ghosts is over. And the best way to get rid of them is stop obsessing about them. Just talk about politics, geology, space explorer and films. Don’t talk about them and they’d be forgotten and probably gone for good.

To forget them will not be an easy task. There are a lot of people will do whatever they might to make you remember. The witches will definitely want you to remember as they would be the one benefits from the whole catastrophe.

They benefit from the fear. You fear, you will listen, you will believe and they will be in power. Freaking witch!

No matter what subdivision of ‘sihir’ (witchcraft) you are practising, I don’t care. All I know is they are all witchcrafts that make you a witch (tukang sihir) not “pengamal ubatan tradisional” or “pengamal ilmu batin”. The names are just too positive and too good to describe all the witches (tukang sihir).

Some people go to greater extend to defend their witch and the ghost by saying that the 6th pillar of beliefs in Islam is ‘to believe the unseen’. As far as I know, the 6th is always changing. Either ‘to believe the hereafter’ or ‘to believe the unseen (makhluk ghaib)’. The second suggestion is kind of overkill as we all know that the unseen may include the nymphs, the ghosts and even the UFOs and crop circles! Do we actually have to believe in the crop circles to be a Muslim?

The witches are always the witch no matter how you relate you practice to martial art or medicine. A witch (tukang sihir) is always a witch whether you have your yellow Buddhist robe, black silat’s uniform, KKK’s white headgear or even white turbans. Whenever you use other power than the God Almighty you are a witch and freaking tukang sihir! End of story.

Let us not believe in the superpowers that these people claim that they may generate. They are tukang sihir and I guess people who believe that the first pillar of belief in Islam is ‘to believe in God’ will know what they ought to do.

Wednesday, October 8, 2008

How to Be a Successful MLM King

I am all against MLM from day one. People who know me will do their so-called business on my back and never one of them offer me any sort of MLM business scam as they know how strong I felt about the dumbness of it all. Here, I would list a number of “secrets” that you might follow in order to be a successful MLM King.

1. Make people who belittle you as losers: Say that they are negative jealous fuckers who cannot stand your whole lot of damn money. They can’t stand your shining Merc and glittering fucking diamonds. They are pessimistic negative, backward, stupid fuckers. Also insist that you and your lot are the most brilliant brats around, you have a list of fucking objectives in your life (all clearly and objectively stated with due date to boot) and you are using every single moment of your life to generate extra fucking income.

2. Makkah is my objective: Don’t all the scam use religion to make it all less scam-ish? Use your religion and use the sensitivities of the people to garner you extra religious point. Like Mawi. Tell them that you want to perform hajj before 30 or whatever fuck else. Use your religion as you like so that people will symphatize and in no time they will write a check of RM2000 for your nano fucking technology water filter. Or even better, they will ‘support’ your all good intention to perform hajj by signing a personal loan form from Bank Rakyat for RM20000 (only RM180/month for 20 years).

3. Use your fucking Malayness: Another sensitive issue. Talk about ‘perjuangan bangsa’ or whatever fuck else. Garner extra point for race sentiment. Say ‘inshaAllah’ in every sentence, say alhamdulillah just like in point number 2. Malays’ hearts will be soft when they hear these words. When you utter these words so often you are technically their ‘calon menantu’ already.

4. Shine your Merc: If you have one, shine them. I’ll just say ‘fuck you’.

5. Sell your coffee for RM200: Freaking stupid idiot. No matter now good your coffee is, it can’t worth that much. Even the weasel coffee which made from coffee beans collected from civet excrement is not that expensive.

6. Or better, don’t sell anything: Who cares right? Even if there is no product just say that you have a box of diamonds or 100000 goats somewhere around Gurun or Bongek. Seriously, who fucking cares?

7. Get a goatee, or ‘tudung bawal’: (back to point 2 and 3)

8. Get a credibility: Tell people that your company is a listed company somewhere in Vanuatu or Palau. Say that your company is now doing extremely good and will be listed in the Bursa next year.

9. Get a connection: Say that the ‘sahabat sultan’ is the one who brought the whole fuck of MLM to Malaysia. Remember, connection with datuks is not cool anymore, associate yourself with the sultans now.

10. Say how excellent and how revolutionary is the scheme: Just talk about the new business venture. How revolutionary! This is the dawn of a new world.

If you have done number 1 till 10, technically you are half through to be a great MLM king, multilevel marketer, agent water fiter (with nanotechnology), bra kurus and whatever else. Congratu-fucking-lation.

A Very Liberal Religion

When I talk about being a liberal, I delved into liberty and I realise that Islam is a very liberal religion. We can find the teachings suitable for the most basic human being to the most developed believers.

It has layers in it. Multiple and thick.

The most basic ones may need the cruellest punishments to be able to believe. Some need the hottest hell and the coolest frostbite in order for them to actually be good. They need satan, the seven layers of hells and unimaginable torments.

Some need karma. Do good and you’ll get good. Do bad and something bad will happen to you. Easy enough.

And some will do good regardless of the presence of god or not. They do good for the sake of goodness itself.

They are all taught in the teachings. In bad times, in war, people might be desperate enough to regress to the first one. The simplest of all basic humanity that will maintain the goodness in mankind. People might be hungry in desperation but never will they kill people.

When things get better and when the basic necessities are fulfilled. There are enough food and drinks. Never will they do bad to others because of the karma. People will realise that anything bad that they do, table will turn. They will not cheat people, will not use people.

Then when things are so well and the hereafter and karma will not affect them as much. In better places when the community offer good safety blankets, bad luck is not so bad after all. So, karma will not feel as bad.

Then there will be goodness for the sake of goodness itself. You don’t have to be related to someone to do good to them. You don’t have to have the same religion, race, state or nationality to do good to them.

To do good because of any of the reasons is OK. You can be afraid of the hell, or karma or the simply being good for the goodness. They are all fine.

And that’s liberty in religion for you. That’s liberty.

Can I Write

To write beautifully, one need to be detachable from oneself. The moment you put on your hands on the pen or the keyboard, it is wise to be someone else, to put things into perspective.

Like a god, seeing things from the above in landscape view. Or by seeing the movements and emotions from the crack of a room, feeling how people will do and react in the absence of other human beings.

Probably it is also like acting, you detach whatever self you have, put on make-up and will become the man that you wanted to be. Really be in the characters’ shoes with all deeper conflicts and subconscious. Joker inside and out, Bob Dylan inside and out, Clementine inside and out.

When you write about a room, a room should be like the real room. With details. A room should have a container of cosmetics in front of a mirror, an Ikea light with halogen bulb so hot, you burnt your finger once. They should not too two-dimensional and if you are writing for dumbass demographic, you should not put it too much details, they have minor autism and too much details will frighten them.

That’s when you are writing a fiction. But when you are writing an opinion or a journal detailing your day-to-day routine, you need hell lot of openness.

When you talk about the some issues, you need to be sure that you have the strength to stand the ground you choose. If you hate something and someone, you ought to be brave enough to say that. Either with civilised subtleties or simply horrendous obscenity-laden word shootings. If you took a concoction of psychotropic, you ought to be open too.

If you are writing about general issues, about politics or what you will eat for dinner or anything emotionally inept, it would be easier. But of you are writing about something more emotionally involved, like relationship, love, family, anything that involves your dearest and even sexual kinks, that would be much harder to write.

When you write something that is emotionally involved, you are technically subject yourself to all sort of judgements. And that would be not easy. Even if the judgement is right, it would be hard to entertain. Let alone if the judgement is wrong.

Worse of all if are not writing anonymously.

In order to write wonderfully, you have to have the openness to write, to accept responses and the openness of the people surrounding you to the work of opinion. Probably that would take ‘I don’t give a fuck’ kind of people to write. Or ‘I’m too good, you need to listen’.

You also need an Ikea writing lamp, wood’s smell, freshly brewed coffee, good sense of homour, a fan that is not burr-ing.

Seriously, I don’t have any of those. So, I can't write.