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It has been four years since I posted in this blog. In the light of recent developments, I am studying about issues surrounding power and control, and at the first instance I wish to explore on why men want to control women. 'This is linked to the view — encouraged by religions — that instincts and sensual desires are base and sinful. Men associated themselves with the “purity” of the

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What story must I tell? Who are the characters? Writing is a way to find oneself. An outlet from this mundane and contrived world. "Storyteller" How to be a storyteller? That is why an architect needs to narrate. There is a context. Telling a story in words. Characters play into it. Content. Structure. Format / style. In writing how to weave the context in the words. Create a life of writing.

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Torn is what happens when you tear a paper into half. Torn is what happens when you have a decision to make and it hurts in deciding. To be torn apart is sometimes inevitable.

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Such a beautiful tomato grown in a small take away tupperware at my kitchen window for the last five months. Eaten with my mother's quail's eggs. Homegrown food. But not everything we eat can be grown at home.

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Is there such a thing as 'playing safe'? Living your life not taking risks? If you don't really try, you will never know. In your 20s, just studying at university, you lay the foundations, build your basic skills and competencies for your intended vocation. Do you think when you applied for architecture course, and you were accepted to study it, that you will become an architect? And even if you

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People going about their business, motion through life. Why? Why exist? Comfortable with how they. Are they? The reason for living. To make yourself a better person, to serve God, to serve humanity. Raising your level, challenging yourself.

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I loathe "lazy thinking". I mean, I could do that, be lazy to think and con people if I want to. But I was not raised that way and my religion did not teach me to sit on my laurels and let the world pass me by. Mind you, lazy thinkers could still be making lots of money and be way ahead of me in terms of earning and influence. But lazy thinkers would destroy the world if you let them run it.

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When I was 29 years old I read this book by Reshad Feild. He was narrating about a Sufi's journey and there was one idea that struck me and stayed with me until now. A Sufi ( I never professed that I am one, though I am attracted to the notion) must do the Work, given to him or her by God. The talents and nature of a Sufi must be discovered and put to good use for the Work to be done. He could

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Playing safe is easy to do. Not much thinking needed, don't have to crack your brains. No need to face challenges. No need to fight for what you believe in. No need to be misunderstood. Cozy life. Play safe all your life, and you will realize you missed out on the best things in life.

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I was thinking about the phrase and idiom 'kindred spirit' which means: A kindred spirit is someone who feels and thinks the way you do. I was thinking about it while looking at the small bonfire that was lit at my house compound. I think the word to define a small bunch of twigs and wood to make a little bonfire is kindling. Somehow those two words/phrases got together and made me think about

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There are huge voids between the form, that got shapeless because maybe, the weather is too hot, or insects bored into and under the skin and laid eggs that makes you itch and burn. Why did you let it? Let the form be sabotaged. In your haste and neglect to discover something profound you let go of your vigilance that served you well before. This time you can never get it right and you can

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Void Empty No more reason To stay Once love leaves It becomes Meaningless Useless Unfulfilled Burdened When love dies Friendship is tasteless Mere form No life Nothingness pervades

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Shivering alone You wake up To the cold morning light The day gave form To what was shapeless before The lines and edges are now Clearly seen In the cold light of the day The pain shapes and sharpen What was blurred out before Senses returned Awakened in the new light

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If there was a plan, it would have been Plan A and if it did not go right and you'd have to change it, then it's called Plan B. My Plan A did not work out because I simply did not prepare well for it. I was just excited to do one thing but neglected other essential things so I suffered from the change of strategy. Plans are strategies. It's as simple as that. Tactics are the details. There are

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It started one evening. Seven and a half months ago. But what started it was 38 years ago when I was a kid and I was in America. When Elton John sang Candle in the Wind for the first time and when Diana was alive and have not met Charles. 38 years ago I started to search something that was not born yet, and was not even an idea. Only was in God's Plan. How I wondered about the magic of it all,

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Sometimes, you just need to push ahead so that you don't go around in circles. Sometimes, one person's sense of time is different than another person, maybe due to age differences and experience. Sometimes, you just need to pour your heart and soul into lots of projects, like write, write and write. Sometimes, you need to just lose yourself and then find your way back, so you can see things

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Amo Ergo Sum By Kathleen Raine Because I love The sun pours out its rays of living gold Pours out its gold and silver on the sea. Because I love The earth upon her astral spindle winds Her ecstasy-producing dance. Because I love Clouds travel on the winds through wide skies, Skies wide and beautiful, blue and deep. Because I love Wind blows white

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What is your religion? What is your belief? If you believe in humanity and the good of people, you can make people act. You can make people change for the better. There are people who just accept anything thrown at them as truth, just because it came from a religious authority who could be reading somewhere and pronounce it as word of God, without questioning and proper study and interpretation

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I would like to inform my intention of changing this blog to be a REVIEW blog on matters regarding Film, Cinema, Culture and Context (non architectural). The name will change and private contents will be made private viewing only soon. Anything architectural, please go to here: CONTEXTURAL DESIGN

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You don't have to listen to preachers all the time...because they are like robots. They have to crank up whatever that is inside of them so that they tune out the emotional part of themselves, and then they digest whatever they need to from their religious mentors and their holy books...and then they put a pause button on their emotions and feelings...and then they speak out those robotic words..

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A goal is a ahead of you. It maybe a goal for yourself, or a goal for the team. You know that you have to put the 'ball in the net'. To put the 'ball in the net' (using football speak) is to score the goal, in bringing closer to winning the game. Some matches, you can display your beautiful talent and people will stand around admiring and cheering you on. Some matches, everything seems to be

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I need to start with this new experience. To be an architect again... But what is an architect? Was I one in the first place? And does having a degree make me an architect? Obviously not. After so many years as an academic, about 19 years in all, I need to get back into the mode of an architect, at least for 9 months starting September the first. I am delaying this 'getting into my role'

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Landscape is an idea but place is a sense. A landscape is seen; a place is experienced and known. (Nicholson, Adam; author of Sissinghurst) I am designing a house and somehow, the sense of place is important to explore and define in the design. Thinking hard on how to do that. I got a crit just now and got some encouragement, so I am optimistic. Now, thinking about a sense of place, I am

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And guess what? The Spirit of Shankly branch will be opening in Malaysia. This is really great news. LINK Getting all excited about the 14 & 16 July 2011 events of training session viewing and watching the game... can't wait...arggghhhhhh!

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I love this song. Want to sing it in karaoke... U2 made this song for Aung San Suu Kyi It's about an insurmountable struggle that an individual has against oppression and being in captive. Walk on And love is not the easy thing The only baggage that you can bring... And love is not the easy thing... The only baggage you can bring Is all that you can't leave behind And if the darkness is to

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