More into insanity

Forgive me for posting this, usually I don't really care about these sort of things.

Mind you that this is merely my opinion and I do not wish it be contention for or against the bersih rally or whatever. It is my opinion and as such, I am free to voice it and you are free to disagree , but I hope for maturity and that you will keep disparing comments off my blog.

Before I begin, let me point out the only reason I'm writing this is that too many within my circle of friends have been vocal about this and have blasted me for where I stand in this issue, which is that I don't care much for the rally. This piece might ruffle some feathers but what are we if not individuals who voice out what we wish . Freedom of speech and expression is it not.


My opinion (Mind you not public, popular or whatever, MINE)

Let's see first what was it they were campaigning for, I don't get it myself, Being so very reclusive I would have to first admit that that I keep my knowledge of affairs of things limited so I can politely excuse myself from conversation. But as a random check on this would reveal that they are campaigning for the same 8 things they did last time, of which 7 were agreed to and are being worked on.

And the reason for Bersih 3.0 ? Well apparently unsatisfactory changes to the system, well then Ladies and Gentlemen, did you expect such change to happen on the spot ? We cannot feasibily change that much in so little time. Give credit where credit is due and stop hating just out of principles. Throw aside those sentiments and see what good has come, your goals are noble, your methods are wack. You have already achieved what you wanted the last time. Stop being a pain, if you don't like it, vote against BN. Its been proven that they can lose and have lost in other states. If you think that's what you want, go ahead.

Of course, that's irrelevant to the discussion, I hate how the demonization of the police happens. Claims of police brutality and all that, let's just put it in numbers, How many people were gathered today ? Can there be any guarantee that NOBODY will be out of line and instigate police. Well thank god they tear gassed you, if you were in a more police-state, you'd have been shot. But you know, it's always the police's fault because they have the guns. Well, thanks for throwing responsibility of your own actions on others.

Put yourself in the polices' shoes for once, imagine having to control that crowd. And as much as you would like to preach that you are different and wouldn't strike out, think back deep inside. Would you really refrain ? Watching these people 'peacefully' march but throwing out abuse, and taunting you ? Not really no. You guys got off lucky really.

Now let's move on to another issue, how this issue. as vehemently as you want to claim that it ha nothing to do with politics, stinks of politcal sentiment . How you say ? What do you see happening ? A rally for the good of Malaysia ? A show of support for PR really. Think about how they manipulated you and use it as a staging point to plant the seeds of hate towards the present government. It may not be apparent, but see how the image is from people who did not participate, who thought of it critically. No matter what you say, you will be perceieved as supporting Opposition and this is exactly the image opposition wants right before election, to show that they have their faults.

And don't start calling me a BN supporter either, I'm not. I am just as opposed to what they are doing as well, whatever it is that comes to mind when I say that, but at the very least they arent affecting a KL in such a way that it stagnates the city and incurs losses for the people there.

Another issue that is really a big deal for me is when those that joined the protest willingly , brought their underage kids and others. Knowing that the possibility is there for all the carnage, you still brought your children . What are you trying to prove ? That even kids support the cause ? It doesn't prove anything other than the fact you are a bad parents and putting your children at risk. Even though you may come here and tell me you expected a peaceful protest. You must admit that you weren't exactly ignoring Bersih 2.0 and what happened then if you come again this time. What ? You are too stupid to consider the harms that it might incur for your kids ? Shame. And what a way to totally implant in their head early on that the Government sucks. You preach that you are promoting critical thinking ? You're not, you're promoting hate.

What will also arise in this situation is the counter productive effects it has on society. Which is a major reason I stand silent most times. What happens is that those who vehemently are for Bersih will be akin to cats and dogs when meeting someone who opposes Bersih. You the reader may not be this kind of person, but do you see how the Malaysian mindset works regularly ? Yeah, that is what happens. On this end, what is supposed to be a bonus to the rally, unity and desegregation of races creates a new impact which is ignored, which is segregation by choice, those for and against bersih, which leads to a situation that is akin to a slippery slope and will only get worse.

The composition of the rally was commendable, every sort of person was there, but really. How many were there that supported the same causes you did ? Who had their own agenda ? Who came because they wanted to feel the aura, who came because of friends and who came to look after those they worry about ? It was a rally, for a cause, but for what cause ? Were all the Bersih supporters really there for Bersih ? Especially considering the elections are round the corner.

Also, about wanting a corruption free Government ? It's good to dream but be real, find me a model country that has that kind of Government, then we can talk more on that, but as I stand here, no matter who the hell is running the country, corruption will still happen, not because that the Government itself is corrupt, but each individual subscribes to an innate nature to prosper.

Meh, I've ranted on about pretty much nothing. Just needed to vent steam I guess. But all in all, what is wanted within their Manifesto is good, but the law of feasibility makes it so that we have to give time for reform to happen, and if those reforms are even achievable, seeing thaat no country has achieved all those goals. Even the methodology to achieve the goals are somewhat flawed. Who am I to say though.

And as the statement goes,

Aku orang bodoh je, tak layak debat ngan korang . Korang semua bijak2 belaka. Aku ni bodoh.

Sorry if I offended anyone. Not really.
To be honest I still have more to say but meh.

The Truth Of Lies

Why do lies appeal to the soul ? The lie is a thing most would choose to pretend does not exist, a concept both foreign to them and utterly outrageous to have happen , but do we not realize a simple fact. There is truth within a lie. An absolute abstract concept, very contradictory but very believable.

What are lies really ? The bending or the falsifying of truths to another ? Or perhaps the refraining of information ? Perhaps a lie is something altogether but let us first see, what are truths . Truths are what we believe to be true yet sometimes we believe in something that has nothing behind their basis, no proof to allow your faith to stand, so if a lie were told, and was sufficiently falsified , and thus to you is proven , is it not yet truth in your eyes. And would not this lie, this false truth if you will, be something far more beneficial if say it was told in your best interest ?

Allow a situation where the truth would lead to the utter collapse of what you believe, would you rather that happen, or would you rather allow the truths you believe in stay and forever allow yourself the happiness ? And would it not be in that state the truth has prevailed yet unknowingly it is a lie to you ?

Perhaps the situation where a man were to lie to someone about what he does or how much he earns, is there no truth at all to what he says ? No, rather it is the truth of his soul as it bears what he so clearly wishes to see, a truth more akin to revelation than what truth is today

What about the very idea of a lie, it is with only a hidden truth, a meaning or thought to falsify or change can the very lie be made. So there lies within a lie an ingrained truth, and though this thought seems odd to some, outrageous to most and acceptable to those who know, realize that this is reality. To lie infers there is something to lie about which is truth. Therein lies the truth of a lie.

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Ramblings of an Insane Man, a thought process that never is fixed on rails. Akin to water sliding down a slop, though seems to have only one direction, we can never know if it decides to change.

Insane Love

I have her picture in my phone

Hear her voice when I sit alone

See her face when I go to sleep

Think of her when I'm in to deep

An unnecessary obligation to another individual, Take on burdens that without her I would never take. Love has never been a feeling of rationale but have you seen a man whose love's insane. An image of perfection of her which only he can see. But he doubts not his feelings for he knows that they are true, for fact or fantasy, she has taken his fancy and he can't resist.

A fish on the hook, a train on a rail, a man falling to his death, all inevitable and all this man is for his love is to deep. He can't seem to find a way out, for his eyes fail him, his hands refuse to answer him. The man hasn't realized that though he believes that its all in his hands, its just a fallacy and what he has is an illusion of the ability to run away. Not long more shall it be before he realizes then that he is unable not because he is truly unable to change how he feels, but he doesn't want to.

The man realizes now that he is in love, and he cares not. Resist it no longer he shall for though love may hurt and scar, but the man knows, this love is true and anything that may come are just illusions of trouble and a smokescreen to the truth. The end result as we know, is that he is in love, and is willing to die for it.

And through every fight, every reason to walk away and every inclination to be find another, he knows, that is not his decision, because every time he pulls back and listens to himself , he hears her name, sees her face. And he realizes he cannot live without her.

Such is the insanity of love, and though many will claim that this is not as is the same as what has been of the insane man, but truly, shall we really disbelieve that love isn't really just willing insanity.

A Story Of Insanity

A Short Story Of Insanity

What has been is less than what may have been, I see that my soul has born its share of horrors and has as yet remained strong. Though the story of the soul may be clouded in history in it's making and it's intricacies but realize that we bear our souls as best we can when yet we are given the chance.

Life has dealt to me what none wish to bear but of which many have borne and survived. Life has given me that feeling of love yet to have that very same feeling though strong and good in its essence, unrequited as it is , has broken the strength of mind that I held close and dear. I watched as it broke what was left of me, and left me yet a mess of a man, a rambing insanity that speaks of nothing yet of everything, speaking truths that none wish to hear.

The reality of my existence was ever a facade of what is not . A being brought into this realm purely for one reason, to exist and find purpose, but to what extent does a person wish to find his own purpose. I drifted through what reality may I find having no hope but to gain understanding, finding no other that completed me as though the fragments of my soul were built incomplete , no piece to be found that will fit that which remained empty. Realize as I have that though this may seem a drastic situation with no medication, trust that it may not be as it seems but realize that it may have been that like I, we are meant to serve no other purpose in life than to be brought into being.

But to have no purpose is not to be empty but just to be that which has no need to fulfill. Break the boundaries of your mind and see such as I, this is not a fallacy of being but just another state of being. Grasping on to something that does not exist like I have will only destroy what you have made with what you have.

I have allowed myself to fall into the emotional strain that is love, watch reason disintegrate into nonbeing when the fuels from the depths of my soul which have long thought been buried surfaced and destroyed. I watched it all burn down. My very soul burn. I have given my soul to someone that I thought to have been the piece that I have long sought. This force of something that rightfully did not belong to be where it no longer fit caused more harm than what good it could have ever done.

Steps to insanity it began, saw what was not , thought what was not in existence and began to question it all. And it destroyed me . The failure of those around me to bridge the gap , to bring me through this wreckage of my insanity, let me slip further. What I was failed to remain, failed to struggle on, and what is me was destroyed. A husk of a man, thinking of things that bear no meaning. The destruction brought upon an investment in which was unjustified and risking far too much to survive. Leave me to die for I am already dead, Insanity has taken me. No thought, no cohesion, a misdeamor of mind and an exercise in self destruction. The realization when reason is drowned by raw emotion, mankind makes its fatal mistakes. And realize that such has happened to I. A shadow of myself, an empty husk that no longer will fill, because I have went against my very being, my very purpose of having none. Unsatisfied with being noncomplacent, seeking what should not and destroyed what good I had.

The story of my life that of which had a woman, she who toyed with my very being, my very soul. Destroyed the fabric that held together the pieces , saw myself destroyed though she thought she was having her fun. Saw everything that was me slip away, give all that I am to her, my soul bared, but for naught . What was left of a mockery. To love and to have lost, and to invested my soul so dearly . A mistake where there will no be no reprieve. Just a fragment of what was left, struggling for a single piece and losing the puzzle.

And Insanity takes me.

A Perfect Imperfection

The Truthful Lie

The hold of reality

The lure of fantasy

Mankind was made imperfect

To find satisfaction living within imperfection

To achieve gratification and perfection

Will set yourself free, and will stop that which needs to be

The hunt of something which will never be achieved

To keep grasping for more and never satisfied

But really, isn't that being human ?

Thanks :)

 

Thanks a bunch , Hayani!

What will I ever do without you? :D

Sorry couldn’t help it XD oh and I have deleted your password from my memory. I don’t even know what it is right now. No worries. I don’t like Blog-jacking. Its horrid ;)

Design :)

Hello there fellow human(s) !

  I would like to point out that this blog has been through template editing. Yes, yes it is obvious. Stop rolling your eyes.

Truthfully I have no idea what to write here.

I’m Hayani. Not Haziq/Elethor/Elliebelly. Our writing styles are different even though I have learned from him. Over the past years that I’ve known about this blog, it has helped me improve my writing skills tremendously. So it was an honour for me to help decorate this blog to make it seem more attractive and exquisite.

Oh by the way, Haziq, if you want me to change the design just because you’re bored of it. Just ask :)

Keep writing, your words sometimes becomes the voice of our hearts.

Sincerely ,

-Hayani-

The Release

Long has time set still here, a bitter reminder of old habits, of long dried tears,

Of what was, what has been and what will never be again.

Time here lies waiting, it knows no end to patience,

Because time know's, you will come once more.

Imagine what thus has been, what you will never look back in your life fondly in, remember that moment. Cherish it. For what would life be if not sweet for those who have traveled through the roughest patches of life and have yet, came not unscathed but rather, has born their scars with what should only be known as Heroism. Seeing life come crashing down, but not at all surrendering, shows of a man who seems to have no fear, but do you not believe instead that he has conquered what all else deem impossible.

And though you may just laugh and call him fool for him to traverse such a obvious course that bears respite only at it's bitter conclusion. But know that he does not take heart, for he knows, what only men such as he knows, to overcome travesty, to overcome that which all claim impossible, is an accomplishment that nothing can take away.

And thus we see where time now hides, for the moment that the Hero chooses down his path and the Villain chooses to laugh and ridicule, time freezes yet a copy of itself in this very moment. And from then on this moment on, nothing but just reminders that can never be forgotten. Fond for some and crushing for others.

I began with a tale of how time sat still, but heed that what is seen may not be what is meant, and though time may see, yet unchanged in here, a picturesque moment from a forgotten time, if you look, you will see, these are in the past, and though nothing can be changed we must remember that everything must be learned from it.

If no man learned from what lies in time, Then man is doomed to repeat their sins,

Though man should forgive what passed, Never must they forget.

For though should the world split, time never will forget.

And time also knows, if you don't remember.

Then yet another has the pleasure.