A world without pain, sadness, or separation

 i don't know why i keep this livejournal. maybe i am the kind of guy who like to keep hang on to memories. i only blog or write things that are nice. or if it's something unpleasant, then it's probably to remind me how f the world is. 


lal al a la

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I will now beat BJ with my jokes.

What is Rape?
it's consensual sex you didn't know you wanted!

A guy using the condom for the first time
“So you put the condom on "after" sex.. Right?”

This guy doesn't like blowjobs. Why?
“Why on earth would I want to put my dick in an area full of teeth?!”

My friend he loves to bang secondary school girls. Why?
“That's what I love about these secondary school girls; I get older and they stay the same age.”

Wonder why women have 'dual breast'?
The duality of breasts reflects the duality of impulses they intice i.e. the urge to suck and the urge to squeeze.”

and there she stood,
with a rose on her head as an accessory,
with lights shining bright on her,
waiting to sweep off the world

she smiled not knowing what hardships lied ahead,
she never frowned
she only lived for the present,
not for the past,
not for the future.

fun and love never came together,
fun and love will never be together,
as she held her hands high,
she swings her long hair left to right,
not a care in the world.

and when she was down,
He was what she looked up upon,
as she kneel down on the floor,
she looked up and prayed.

Which is better?
Getting paid or getting laid?

I pack my case. I check my face.
I look a little bit older.
I look a little bit colder.
With one deep breath, and one big step, I move a little bit closer.
I move a little bit closer.
For reasons unknown.

I caught my stride.
I flew and flied.
I know if destiny’s kind, I’ve got the rest of my mind.
But my heart, it don’t beat, it don’t beat the way it used to.
And my eyes, they don’t see you no more.
And my lips, they don’t kiss, they don’t kiss the way they used to, and my eyes don’t recognize you no more.

For reasons unknown; for reasons unknown.

There was an open chair.
We sat down in the open chair.
I said if destiny’s kind, I’ve got the rest of my mind.
But my heart, it don’t beat, it don’t beat the way it used to.
And my eyes, they don’t see you no more.
And my lips, they don’t kiss, they don’t kiss the way they used to, and my eyes don’t recognize you at all.

For reasons unknown; for reasons unknown.

I said my heart, it don’t beat, it don’t beat the way it used to and my eyes don’t recognize you no more.
And my lips, they don’t kiss, they don’t kiss the way they used to, and my eyes don’t recognize you no more.

For reasons unknown; for reasons unknown; for reasons unknown; for reasons unknown.

Heaven. The word used when people say that's where they want to go after they're dead. It is said that it is white, pure and quiet. It is much better than hell, so they say. Sometimes I question this people, have someone really seen heaven and come back to earth and talk about it. So far I have not heard of any such person. I always believed that you believe what you see. If heaven and hell is something to do with the afterlife, then how can we believe of such existence?

It has been like that when we've brought up. Religious beliefs, spiritual philosophies. Something that everybody is affected. When a person is born, they've put one of their leg into a bucket called 'Religion'. The other leg will be used to re-affirm it.

For me, all I want now is somewhere where there is no sorrow, no parting, no crying and people call it heaven. I just long to be somewhere there. Something near that will do. My life, I want to rest for a while before I go on an adventurous journey. I have to. Sometimes, my mind just seeks for tranquility and peace, something I cannot get while I'm here.

I want to go to somewhere there's no parting, no sorrow.

Paradise.

One day there was a farmer and his worker. they both work hard in this paddy field. the farmer believed that he should only employ one worker in order to save on expenditure and he would be able to earn more when the paddy was ripe with rice.

At the start of the season, the farmer told his worker that they have to work double hard if they wanted to get any profit or earn any money so everyday, they worked more than 10 hours a day. Both the worker and the farmer lived together so that it would be flexible for the worker even though he left a family at home.

Once they planted their seed into the soil and pushed around the bull to make depressions so that they could plant the seed in it, both of them made sure that the field wouldn't be water-logged or too dry. After a few months, the harvest ready and they could start taking the rice out. But on that day, the farmer had to go to the state's annual central meeting and he was one of the community leaders. He told the worker that its now all up to the worker to put the rice into the gunny sacks and made sure that they were distributed to the shops to be sold. The obedient and quiet worker just nodded his head and off went the farmer.

The worker worked day and night to ensure that that the rice was properly filled up and made sure that not a single grain was spared. He was really tired because he had to double the work since the farmer wasn't here and the harvest for that year was so big. He didn't had the time to eat, drink or sleep. All he knew that if he did what he was told, he would get a huge amount of money and he would go back to his family.

For days and night, the worker did not sleep and he had to continue working because the farmer was still away. The annual meeting was held far away and it would take the farmer a week before he came back.

At noon on the 5th day, the worker was pale and weak. As everything had to be done manually, he had to separate the rice out in the hot sun, he collapsed and died.

When the farmer came back, to his dismay, he found his worker in the middle of the paddy field and what could be seen was his body as his face was eaten up by the flying crows. The farmer had also lost his harvest because they were eaten up the crows and animals nearby. All gone. He had lost a lot of money. He had lost an obedient worker and his family, lost him.

A man's idea of saving money had led to the death of the worker. A man's selfishness and greed was inevitable. Who wouldn't be?


Why am I writing this story? I don't know. I just felt writing one. And so I did.

I know I'm late but Happy New Year.

i am happy because of you.
tell me what would i do without you?
i'll just wither away, hoping that we'll meet again in the next life or the next life.

when you put your head on my shoulder and look me in the eye, i.. i.. just want to cherish that moment. to be like this for the rest of our life. just you and me. though we're not of age to get married or have a family, i'll be off to an island in 2 years, carrying gun and you'll be sad because i'm no longer around by your side. don't worry you silly girl. i'll just meet new friends and i'll have time for you. definitely.

and then i'm off to a foreign land to study. and then you'll start to cry and miss me. don't be sad. i won't change. why would i. i rather be someone i am than someone i'm not.

i love you