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I’ve just read this article and I found it very amusing.

http://www.news.com.au/story/0,23599,23588574-421,00.html

"…throwing a rock at a vehicle - whether it hits something or not - will now become a criminal offence carrying a jail term of up to five years in NSW."

"…anyone who simply drops or throws a rock toward a moving vessel will be guilty the minute the missile leaves their hand."

"…it doesn’t stop at rocks and cars. …the new laws will cover any manner of object that is thrown at cars, bikes, animals, trains or boats. "

Note at the last paragraph above that it doesn’t state "people" in the list. So I guess throwing objects at people will only be covered by the existing law and not this new law.

"The prosecution will not even have to prove that the accused was aware their conduct risked the safety of any person, or that the object made contact."

So no more robbing a bank like in Prisonbreak just to get your ticket to visiting your brother in jail :). Simply throw a rock and you’ll be there.

I have never heard of the term ‘FREEGANISM’. Until now.

http://www.news.com.au/business/money/story/0,25479,23554795-14327,00.html

The only thing that keeps me worried everytime I get acupuncture….

On yesterday’s paper there was quite a lot of debate about an update in the anti-terrorism law which allows employers to read employees email without prior consent. It has raised numerous concerns amongst the so-called ‘privacy activists’ as to whether these powers could be misused by the employers to retrieve more information about their employees’ working behaviour.

I start to wonder: do we even really need privacy?

In this day of modern age, almost everything is available online. Social networking and blogging sites nurture the idea that we, as social beings, are born to share our thoughts. So before we know it, our previously discreet thoughts which were kept in diary books (read: girls) are now available for everyone in the world to see. Even to people we don’t really know or would want to know, like, for example, aliens from outerspace.

Furthermore, our world has never been so persistent in knocking on our front door, relentlessly offering a trade-off between your ‘Vintage Privacy’ vacuum cleaner and the new ‘Super Turbo GT2000 Safety’ vacuum machine. It even comes with an in-built, always-on 360-degree camera and integrated microphone which will definitely be handy when (not if) you are being held captive in the basement — the place where you usually store your vacuum cleaner.

Sadly enough, many people in this world is dying for attention. Having not received enough from their increasingly busy family, friends and relatives (or even the person sitting next to them on the train or bus as they are listening on their podcast from some motivational speakers), they rest their case by sharing themselves to others over the internet technology, in the hopes that someone out there will actually care.

Hmm. I might be one of them. lol.

PS: On a lighter side of it, I cant help but asking myself whether my boss has read this blog of mine; and if he has, whether he would perceive me better or worse as an employee.

This song has been on my mind since I opened my eyes this morning:

Maybe only God
Who knows all things
Things that I need
In these times of need

You might not believe it
But you’re always in my heart
Should I cry
To let you know of the truth

You are everything to me
You are the overflow of this heart
I will never forget you
There’s none I put my hope on
Only you alone

It has been a while since I had a dream. Apparently it made its comeback last night. With a very interesting storyline.

Vaguely recalling my dream, I was in a mall. In a queue waiting for something. There were many old men in the line; before and behind me. So we started talking to each other to take the stress of queueing off our minds.

All of a sudden, one of the old men collapsed and fell to the ground. Being the youngest person around, I lifted him up and carried him to the nearest restroom as I believed he might have suffered dehydration and water would be one of the things he would need to get him conscious.

So I entered the restroom. I was trying to find a place to lie the old man, I saw a stranger. Standing right in front of me. I didn’t clearly see his face but I sensed a very frightening feeling. Acting with my human instinct, I decided to get out of the restroom.

So I turned back to the door only to see that the door was being tied with a rope. It was definitely a magic in works. I knew by then that the stranger was a spiritual evil.

Having lost my opportunity to get out of the room, I turned back and looked at the stranger.

I had met with spiritual evils in my dreams before. They came in different kinds of forms (one that I could remember was the one with green witch costume and had a very long nose, just like this character in one of the kids comics I used to read). I then always tried the only one and only thing I knew would get me out of the situation: screaming the name of my Saviour. However, in all of these occasions, I always seem to lost my voice and no matter how hard I screamed the voice just wouldn’t come out. And I felt helpless. Which is usually the time where I woke up from my sleep.

But last night was different. I wasn’t silenced. Looking at the face expression of the spiritual evil I could really hear what he was trying to say: "I won’t even bother silencing you this time. See if it would even make any difference."

So for the first time in the history of my dream, I could finally scream out the name of my Saviour. I felt really relieved. There was hope. And in my mind I didnt have a single shadow of doubt that the evil would soon vanish into thin air.

That didn’t happen. The spiritual evil was still there and he was starting to laugh as what I did. My screaming didn’t work. And that is the only thing I knew. I ran out of options.

That moment, I woke up.

Last month, I watched two seasons of Supernatural back to back. It’s this American TV series where they fought spiritual evils and vanquish them for a greater good. As much as I would like to believe that my dream was generated from me watching too many episodes from this show, I couldn’t help but wondering whether my dream was trying to tell me something very important.

This year has been different to me. Very different from all the years I have ever been on. This also happens to many people in my circle. Out of ordinary moments and incidents start to happen, and from these things we were forced to confim our beliefs that this year, something big is going to happen.

Of course, with every triumph there’s a war that preceeds. And I very much believe that there is a spiritual warfare coming in the near future. We had previously been given the opportunity to see glimpses of the things we would be rewarded when we win this war, and judging by the magnitude of the rewards, I would have to believe that this time, the war is going to be huge in scale.

As for me personally, the war will no longer be about getting my voice back. Remember that I wasn’t even silenced. It would be more of a war that challenges the very core of my foundation and see whether I could really deliver the powers I believed would come from my words, or whether they would come short of expectations. It will be more of a question whether I had mastered the very weapon given to me — whether or not I am prepared when this thing takes place.

I’m glad I watched Supernatural. It has opened my eyes and made me understand more of this saying:

"For our (war) is not against flesh and blood, but against the rulers, authorities, the powers of this dark world and the spiritual forces of evil in the heavenly realms.*"

I would like to end my post with pointers on how to get ready:

"Be prepared. You’re up against far more than you can handle on your own. Take all the help you can get, every weapon God has issued, so that when it’s all over but the shouting you’ll still be on your feet. Truth, righteousness, peace, faith, and salvation are more than words. Learn how to apply them. You’ll need them throughout your life. God’s Word is an indispensable weapon. In the same way, prayer is essential in this ongoing warfare. Pray hard and long. Pray for your brothers and sisters. Keep your eyes open. Keep each other’s spirits up so that no one falls behind or drops out.**"

We need to be ready…

*Ephesians 6:10-12 - NIV
** Ephesians 6:13-18 - The Message

I just want to say thank you for all of you who ‘participated’ in my April Fools Day project:

Robin
Felix
Nana
Edward
Stacy
Firman
Mario
Alfons
Andrew
Evie

It’s nice working with you guys, whether it is on the London project or the Maroon 5 project. To tell you the truth, some of you are hard to crack :).. but hey, we can always do better next year, eh?

Last but not least, is a special thank you for Edward who made me believe in April Fools Day all over again

It has been three months since new year’s day but it’s only today that I finally experience a new year. For quite some time people around me have been embracing the idea of the ‘new beginning’, ‘new doors’, and receiving ‘all things new’, yet I simply couldn’t fully grasped these notions until now.

Two weeks ago, just a day after Good Friday (or the day before that day where we celebrate the ressurection of Jesus… my church leader wants us to call that day Passover instead of Easter due to historical reasons and other fundamental things). Yes, anyway, that day, a door has been closed for me. The door that was opened the year before and seem to have all the great future behind it.

I then went into a dormant state where I just stopped thinking and not trying to analyse what happened. Until two days ago.

Last Sunday arvo I had to revisit my local mall to run some errands just because I forgot to do it the day before, where I was already at the mall. So it wasnt an arranged plan.

To my surprise, I bumped into a very very very old friend of mine. My highschool friend. We had a lot going on back then but I didn’t even make attempts to say hello or say the first words and start a conversation. I just stood there and waited for my turn on the cashier register while my friend stood exactly behind me.

It was a gruesome 3 minute moment but I had it in my mind that it was the right thing to do. It was apparent that I couldn’t afford to bring back my old life into the future and let them run my life even for another second. It felt that it was time for me to receive new things, not recyclying old things.

It really didn’t stop there. This morning, on my way to the train station I, again, saw a very familiar face from my past. One that I would like to forget. There, in front of my eyes. So I just walked right pass.

While waiting for the train, I, once again, saw a very familiar face. She was my schoolmate back in junior high where good times happened. I kinda know that we have been working at the same CBD area but since we’ve never talked for ages I just couldn’t start a conversation. So I just look outside the train window all the way to the destination with my earphones on.

It really amazes me how your past can catch up to you in such a way when all you are trying to do is to let them go. They appear out of nowhere and presented me with flashbacks. It’s like those people in the movies who got their entire life flashing before their eyes moments before they die.

Very scary.

But at least now I know what it is all about. I have to die in order for me to live. And yes, those memories of the past came right back as a reminder of how I lived. But I wasn’t supposed to come back. I have been destined to move forward. Die to my old self, and live a new life. A new beginning.

That day before passover, where the door was closed, I knew that I had to start from square one. I was really disturbed. And scared. Yet I knew that I couldn’t possibly continue on something that’s already dead.

Yesterday, i finally make a decision to leave Sydney. I will close the whole 10-year chapter of my life here and move on. There’s a new door prepared for me in London and I will go there and pursue it. After all, it seems like everything here has already been taken care of and there are only a few things to close.*

Now I am not so scared anymore.

* April Fools Day Prank

Tomorrow is Earth Hour day (if you dont know what earth hour is, google “what is earth hour” :))… well, basically it’s an initiative to turn off the lights for one hour.

I am just wondering if we could actually take this initiative to another level. Not only should we turn off our lights, I think we should stop using any electronics altogether during that hour. That’s right: no tvs, no radios (which I believe some already did this last year), no mobile phones, no cooler/heater, and everything electronic in between).

And on top of that, we should, as much as we can, refrain from consuming resources to a minimal. For example: no driving, no water usage, no paper usage (including toilet paper), and even no candle usage. This would certainly be a fun game to play.

Hmm.. I have already found plenty of excuses and reasons of why this would never work..

Why is it that everytime I’ve gone through long weekends I always end up more exhausted than before the long weekends?

Call it an irony, but when I woke up this morning, all I can think of was how to manage to get a seat on the bus and use this half-hour trip to extend my sleep.

I barely had time to relax this long weekend. Well, I actually had quite a bit of rest on Friday but this was pretty much offset by all the activities from Friday night up to Monday evening.

Then last night, when I thought long weekend is over and I can have my normal life back again, I am swamped by plenty of overdue things, leaving me with less than enough sleep time.

I ended up ordering Boost Juice this morning. Green tea mango mantra with immunity booster. Apparently it didn’t really boost me up. I am still tired and my brain cant seem to work properly. I have a feeling that my workday will be everything but productive, just like what happened yesterday.

I think I need Red Bull…