9Tuesday, July 01, 2008

=]
MAYBE TOMORROW? YES, PERHAPS.



Hey, i'm still hanging on to you, you know?
If today isn't the day, then maybe tomorrow.

I'm very sure i've found the one i love.
If it's not you, then it's no one ele.

I'm sorry i made you stop loving me.
I'm sorry this had to even happen.

I can't ask you to stay, because you won't.
Because you won't be happy being with me now.

It hurts. For the very first time in my life.
I thought i couldn't breathe, but i'll be strong for you.

I'll do anything to have you back in my arms,
I'll never hurt you again, i'll love you forever.

When tomorrow comes, i promise you.
I LOVE YOU.
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9Wednesday, June 25, 2008

21 - TIME OF MY LIFE

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9Wednesday, April 16, 2008

VISIT THE CLOG TODAY!





Hey everyone. If you've noticed, the frequencyof my blog entries have become rather sporadric,okay... actually more like zilch. Kosong.

If you want to find out more about my life and interests,you can always visit THE CLOG! I update it almost daily,so you don't have to wait a millenia for me to update herebecause i only reserve this space for my personal thoughts,feelings and emotions and let's face it, my entries sometimesbore Mr. Bean to sleep. The Clog is more like an outlet for meto express my love for the art of blogging. And it has pictures!

Anyway, just a short note, life has been going well for me.NS has toughened me up a lot and i've started unwindingall my troubles and worries in life. There's a path thati'm weaving right now and i'm not looking back.

Till my next entry, i love you all, especially my readers!
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9Wednesday, March 05, 2008

I can't believe i found this on youtube today.
It really brought back alot of wonderful memories.



I remember my green shorts, playing catching aroundEdward Becheras' statue, mass every friday, being inthe best house ever, Edward house, singing the schoolsong, my favourite yong tau fu stall, clowning around withmy always up-to-no-good classmates, disturbing thebookshop auntie, losing my badge all the time, gettingfucked by HM over and over again and pon-ning school.Hahaha, so much memories. I miss them all.

CHS Forever!
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9Sunday, February 24, 2008

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9Wednesday, December 05, 2007

Food is well, one of the three basic necessities that human being require to practically live. The other two are, water and oxygen (air).

I can't live without good food. I've practically grew up in a family where we spare no expense in serving up the best food there is to offer and where everyone knows how to appreciate food and not just gobble them down in a sitting, something like wine appreciation. It's like, going clubbing, most of us just down glass after glass of champagne and go tipsy, we don't even care about the history of the wine or champagne, we just want to get high, am i right?

Sometimes, learning about the food you eat just enhance the whole experience. Go and find out more of the process of how certain food is made, the varieties and the history behind it and you'll learn more about them and well, you can boast to your friends next time at the dinner table, like, oh you know that kay chap right? .... etc etc. Or maybe after you find out how meat is processed, you'll never have another piece of meat again and go vegetarian. Yay!

So, ok, the first thing you'll picture good food to be, would be perhaps, gourmet selections like caviar, foie gras, truffles and don't be surprised, cheese. Haha. Or perhaps, in the local flavour, shark's fin, abalone and so on and so forth. Well, to me, good food doesn't have to restrict itself to such a smattering of choices. I would die if i were to pay thousands to have caviar and foie gras everyday. Wait a minute, i don't even LIKE foie gras, it taste's like some bland over rated ham. Ok ok, shoot me, all of you goose-liver fanatics. It's more of my own taste and preferences.

My grandmother lives the life. She's got everything she wants and need but peculiar her still goes to the wet market in the wee hours of dawn to get her groceries and she's the queen of bargain. I used to gape my jaws when i accompanied her to the market once. She and the grocer were haggling like there was no tomorrow, over a couple of cents. Well, value for money and my grandmother is picky about the quality of food, just like any particular Singaporean, Kiasu la.

Every Sunday, my family would go to my grandmother's and she would serve up the best local fare and sometimes odd foreign dishes. Once my uncle brought back caviar from Europe that costed a couple of thousands of smackeroos and i was like biting into fish eggs that costs $50 per spoonful. Ouch! But, it's a delicacy and I know how to appreciate it. My brother on the other hand, is like a vacuum machine, he gobbles up everything, the value doesn't matter. Haha. But you know amazingly, he knows how to appreciate goose liver. I can't. So, it's fair.

In terms of local fare, i'm totally in love with Laksa and Katong Laksa is like my all-time favourite, any friend of mine will know. You can always bribe or please me with a bowl of katong laksa, with huge chunks of prawns, but mai hum please =D Prawn Mee too! There's a shope at Balestier that my Dad once took me too and they sold one of the best prawn noodles and they had the DA XIA, big prawns version and i really love it to bits. There's another one i know at Lavender which is always yummy! As you can see, i love prawns alot. I really do and well, it's cousin too, lobster, but as you notice, i totally abhor hum. One of my friends said, if i didn't eat my laksa with hum, i wasn't eating laksa, i couldn't be bothered. Haha!

So, what i'm trying to say is that I love seafood. I can die without having my daily dose of prawn and sotong and i'm addicted to raw salmon, and that's why i'm addicted to sushi too. You have to give it to the Japanese for introducing this delicacy to the world. At least 8 out of 10 of my friends are pro-sushi lovers, if not, Japanese food lovers.

Sad to say though, the standards set in most japanese dining establishments in Singapore cater to the more local taste. Who would accept some cucumber and corn sushi in Japan? It's uncalled for and a disgrace to Japanese honour.

But, back to the point, i love seafood, wait i said that before right? Oh nevermind, what's wrong with saying it again. Ok, moving on... erm... oh, i don't like oysters, clams and all those shelly blahs. I just don't know why. My mom,dad and brother are fans of shellfish. I can't understand why. Everytime they gorge down on live oysters, i just pray i don't puke on them, maybe i was adopted into the family. I'm so weird.

Being someone who appreciates food, i'm a very fussy one. Seriously. If i don't like what i see, i'll just shove it away. I try alot of new delicacies but it takes some persuasion and convinving before i do try them out, it's a hard task introducing food to me. Just like what i said, oysters. Impossible, and amazingly, i can eat escargot. Doesn't make any sense, i guess its all just a matter of preference.

I don't like durian. I'm 1/4 Japanese and 3/4 mongolian what! I'm not local. Shoot me for not being patriotistic enough! But wait wait, i love chiken rice! Haha =X

You know what, i guess my 38.7 degree fever know isn't giving me any chance to talk any sense. I wanted to start a sensible topic on food appreciation and the difference perceptions people see with regards to food but i ended telling a grandmother story. Heh.

But well, just to cut it to the point. Like i said, i'm a fuss yeater. I appreciate food but sometimes, ok ok, ALL THE TIME, i waste food just because i don't like this or that of the food or like KFC, i don't like this part of the chicken so i don't eat.

I'm very guilty with the fact that i have so many choices of food that i become very spoilt with the selection of food. When i eat beef, i only eat american grade a beef or none. That's it.

You know, when my uncle bought hundreds of dollars worth of wagyu beef, he hid it well in his fridge to prevent anyone from taking them and the very next day, the maid just happened to chance upon the beef and just mix them with normal beef and served them for dinner. My uncle almost cried.

And my mom. she lves organic apples. She bought a few expensive apples and she set it aside from all the otehr apples and my maid just mix them up too. My poor mother spent the whole night sorting her apples out. Haha.

So, beef is still beef, apples are still apples. The hired help come from countries where food is scarce and to them food is food. There is no good food, so-so food or bad food, as long as it's edible, they just vacuum everything down, similiar to my brother, only that his is turned on to the max. Don't say i'm being mean, he said so himself!

I'm trying to stop being a picky-eater because yes, people keep on saying, we waste alot of our food each single day and i'll try to eat my KFC chicken to the bone the next time. I will try to stop over-ordering, that's a habit that i have, my mom does that too, my dad is always complaining how we always buy too much and then don't finish it. Well, he has the right to nag now i guess. And whatmore, eating a huge variety of food will give you a more balanced diet and of course, in turn, provie you with a healthier life style. Imagine that. eat different types of food constantly and you'll be healthy! It really works, fussy eater are usually malnourished.

But please, don't go overboard, when you drop your food on the floor, PLEASE DISPOSE of them. I do drop my candies on the floor once in a while and i'll just give it a huff-puff and i'll start chwing them but please don't do that to food like chicken meat. it's gross. A little common sense please!

So, i don't want to bore you with my boring entry, let me conclude, learn how to appreciate your food, get a little history of the food your eating, general knowledge you know and try to taste more of the world. You get to taste more and you'll get healthier from variety and, never waste food, it's a sin to do that. God gave us food when we need it it. It's a necessity, it is not a luxury. Accept food with grace =) (no, i'm not christian...)

Btw, you know what? Suddenly, my friend, Derek popped into my mind again. He's like always in my mind, i'm very irritated by him, i feel like flushing him down my brain, no not because he is CHAO-DA BLACK, but of the sentence he said. We have to learn to walk the talk. Now, everytime, I make new resolutions, self-promises or create tasks, i always think about that. I cannot delude myself, all say and no action is the worst thing you can do. Most politicians are like that. So, when i just said that i'll try to finish to finish my KFC chicken i'll walk the talk and i'll do it. Ok. maybe doesn't make any sense to you but i'll just blog it down anyway, hopefully someone will understand.

THE END. Please rate and comment on my rubbish entry when you're free! THANK YOU! Bye =)
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9Monday, November 26, 2007

I've been communicating with my parents a lot lately. I feel so happy that that we're able to bolt down barriers and be honest with ourselves. It's usually very hard for kids and their parents to have frank talks. We always disagree with almost everything.

It's been hard for me to open up to my mom and dad but when i did it eventually, i felt so much better. I know some of us take our parents for granted, and frankly i know some of you guys don't really have a positive relationship with their parents, perhaps due to a falling out.

What i've learned in life is that your parents or perhaps your family is the most important thing that you can have in this world. Of course, to me, friends come a close second. For those who are lucky enough to have intact families, the more you should be able to communicate with your loved ones because i have so many friends who do not have a father, a mother, and some, no parents at all.

I've always had a good relationship with my mother. She's sort of become a friend to me over the years. I tell her everything and she always listens to what i have to say before she gives an opinion. I guess most of the guys from my generation still have parents who are traditional in their values and mentality. Children will always be children, our more conservative parents won't ever understand us and will never be able to come to an agreement with their sometimes more liberal children.

I guess it takes a little effort to make that connection. I used to didn't bother. Ever since i started to become a teenager, i stopped communicating with my mother, and only come to her when i really need her or to collect my allowance. It's sad and i guess my mom could also feel that I was distancing from her.

But then, it just happened. All the guilt finally came rushing back into me when my mom broke down one day. I didn't know what happened until i realized that she had been suffering from depression for quite sometime and it just dawned on me that i was simply taking my mother for granted; i didn't even know she was ill. And, that was when i begun to try and find out more about my mother, her life, like as if i'm getting acquainted with a stranger. It was rather awkward at first but i finally found a friend in my mother.

I stood by her during her turmoil. I accompanied her to psychiatric appointments and just talked to her whenever i could. I would check up on her and see how she fared once in a while. I was so glad that she was getting better and I could see a more radiant face compared to a sullen one before. I felt great too.

After that was over, my mom started to get her life back. You know, my mom gave up her job when i was born and became a full-time mother. She forsook her very own career to secure the future for her children and i never knew that until recently, for that i am grateful to my mom. Today, she's a high flyer, a partner to Singapore's top fashion designer, helping my dad in running the family business, being a faithful wife and mother and still having time to make her own jewelry. I really respect my mother.

My dad, he's always been the authoritative figure in the house. I still remember getting whacked by the rottan from him when I was still young. Memories. I was never close to my dad to begin with. I always saw him as a tyrant! He would also scold me until I got used to it. Haha. It was of course, much later in life I knew he was doing it for my very own good. Haha, so cliché.

I know my dad loves me very much. No matter how much he chides me, he’ll always reason with me and tell why I’m wrong and I learn from all my mistakes. I never regret having long talking sessions with my dad, although, ha-ha, he’s sometimes rather long-winded!

Oh, just recently, I found out a lighter side to my father. All along I never saw my dad smile or laugh, other than for the camera. He’s exactly like me, with a serious persona. Haha. But just in recent times, I began to start communicating with my dad and I saw various types of emotions from my dad that I could never possibly imagine. It amazed me. Anyway, my dad has become considerably closer to his two sons.

My dad’s a firm, fair and brilliant person, yet, like everyone who has a hard exterior, he has a soft side to him too. He likes to joke about everything and he’s always so light-hearted with his friends and when it comes to work, he is decisive and work means work. My dad's the CEO of a major conglomerate and with a business that involves exorbitant amounts of money, it isn't very easy to manage because there are so many things to consider. Leading the business, understanding the employees, pleasing the shareholders and managing the operations. I’ve seen him make many difficult decisions in life and yet, he still pulls through.

So, what’s the most important thing I’ve learnt from my parents? Well, for me, I learnt three things, and that is to be humble, compassionate and ever so persevering. I’ve learned that since I was very young. What you have, don’t flaunt it. I never believe in showing off what I have to people. You’ll just get a lot of flak. Haha. My family has always been low-profile and it’s great. Sometimes, when you’re in the limelight, life isn’t very easy. Everyone’s picking on you every single minute.

Being appreciative in this world is important. So many people are lacking of appreciation that it hardly comes by. Easily said, i learnt about compassion. How you treat people, it has to be genuine and it must come from the heart. It's the most difficult thing to achieve because youcan't learn it, you have to feel it.

Perseverance. I don't have to explain i guess. Everyone knows what it means. Just never say die, simply. Don't ever give up, because life's too short for you to do that.

The values that your parents impart to you are life-long skills that come from many years of experience. Live by them and if you don’t agree, just keep them somewhere in your brain. Haha
So, why don’t you start communicating with your parents more once in a while? Have breakfast with them in the morning, try to have occasional family dinners or perhaps find sometime to just sit down, have a cup of cocoa and just chat with your mom or dad at night instead of going back into your room.

You’ll realize at the end of the day that you’ll be coming home everyday to a much more warmer and comforting home. I love my family and nothing can steal that happiness away from me.
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9Saturday, November 24, 2007

Being impervious or, how do you say it, thick-skinned really works, somehow!

I've begun to stop thinking less of negativity and i'm just enjoying being happy and a little more carefree. What people say about me, what dislikes and qualms they have over what i do, i don't have to care! They aren't significant in my life, and i don't have to please them or whatsoever. They're probably just jealous because they don't have what i have, a wonderful family, great friends and a happily ever after!

Btw, i just want to thank for the support and advices i've received from you guys who've tagged or simply browse through my rather emotionally eratic blog. I'm sure, that'll come to a stop too.

When i have the time, i'll breathe into this blog new life. It's way overdued and besides, the current skin doesn't really cut it out, i don't want you to piss off! Haha. I welcome everyone!
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9Wednesday, November 21, 2007

I saw a shrink (psychiatrist) yesterday. What's new?

No, I’m not going crazy, it's just my way of finding myself once again, in the midst of all the chaos that's going through my mind.

NS. It's barely a month since I enlisted into the army and I’m literally breaking apart. No, it isn't all the physical and mental straining that's got to me, but, perhaps it's this last pressure point that's unbolted the final flood gates and pushed me over my culmination point.

I once knew a boy who believed in optimism and a world where good still prevailed. As long as there was a thought of hope in mind, it was achievable. He sang to a simple mantra, dream big, nothing’s impossible.

Perhaps, it was because he had a fortunate and privileged childhood. He grew up in an environment where everything was simple; there was no fear, no sadness, and no misery to think about. His parents were always there behind him and everything was provided for. He was taught to live my life to the fullest and just be happy because life’s just too short to be serious about.

The boy lived a palace though. He was locked inside for his own protection, shielded from reality, until one day, he grew up and left home to see the world.

He explored the world to see what wonderment it had in store for him. However, in the first few days of his adventure, he couldn’t find what he was looking for, yet, he still prevailed. But as days became months, and months became years, he began to truly see the world as it is. He lost hope in himself. He lost hope with his very virtues. He lost hope with everything.

I’ve become that boy. I lost my sense of purpose in life. I couldn’t my way back on to the path of my journey in life.

The day I grew up, I started becoming aware of my surroundings. You don’t realize it do you, it’s a process a teenager has to go through, maybe not now for some of you guys, but trust me, eventually you’ll go through that phase.

As little starlings, we emanate purity, innocence and simplicity. We all have our dreams to contribute to mankind, to this world. There’s so many of us and as we journey into the unknown, we face obstacles and that’s when we pass through the meteor shower and where most starlings lose their ways and become white dwarves, lost of all their shimmer, barely a glow left.

Over the past year or so, I lost my optimism in life. I experienced reality, or in my dictionary, perceived reality. I tried to share what’s good there is in life but I was disappointed, no one really cared. What happened to our values? What happened to the simple meaning of happiness in life? My generation is limping on its side. It’s a mess. Or was it not? Maybe, I was just paranoid.

It didn’t matter at first, I found people who shared my beliefs and I was contented until I became one of them. Perhaps it was curiosity, but I knew I was tainted too. All the vices of the world, it felt great to enjoy them. To hate, to deceive, to harm. I did all of those and many more. It was terrible.

My mind was fighting my actions; I couldn’t even comprehend the chaos that was within me.

I began thinking too much, paranoid to say the least. Yes, I finally admitted I was paranoid. I was afraid of how people would think of me, how they would hate or hurt me, or whatever else I could think of. In order to stay one step ahead of my paranoia, I began to observe and judge people. I became very good at that. I only mingled with people I felt safe with. I started to cage myself and that’s how my serious persona came about.

Being meticulous became the solution to my paranoia. One prime example was me trying so hard to please the people around me. I lost my ability to be aggressive too. I just went with the flow, no mind of my own, and no more identity. Whenever, I went out with my friends, it was always whatever you want. Too nice for a wrong cause. And so, my respect was lost at the same time. Winston was just a former shadow of himself. I was totally unnecessary, and it became my weakness, the backdoor of my firewall. I crumbled, naturally.

I came to a point where I had an identity crisis. I couldn’t even recognize myself, disgusted. I was being so emotional with myself. I hadn’t become what I had promised myself to be when I first faced this world.

My ambitions in life came to a screeching halt. I lost all hope in life. I tried to find the easy way out in everything because it didn’t matter anymore.

Stress soon found me and crept into all my nerves. I’ve never been susceptible to stress, because I’ve always had a good and firm hold of myself. My beliefs kept me steady and that was how I pushed on no matter how hard it was. With my beliefs gone, stress overwhelmed me because all I could think was, I can’t do it.

So, as an epic battle between good and evil waged in within me, I was conscripted. I had a wonderful time in my first few weeks, I was getting away from life until I began to fall sick and I was plagued with a hell load of nonsense. I fell behind my peers and my condition didn’t improve. I started feeling stressed out by all the nonsense. I became a victim of the army. The sick did got left behind. Ironic isn’t it. Whatever happened to camaraderie and care for soldiers.

I also couldn’t understand why logic or reason didn’t play a part in the army. In the army, 1 + 1 was 3. No argue. I understood how the army worked. There was no questioning, but it wasn’t me who didn’t understand, it was my mind who couldn’t compute.

So, I cracked. Everything just flowed out like as if a dam broke. I think no one in camp knew how much I was suffering. Being ill both physically and mentally at the same time while being tested to the limits was excruciating.

So, everything that I had stored in within myself all these years, I vaulted them out too. I began to do some soul-searching and with a little help from the people around me who well, were oblivious to all my pent up emotions all these while, I started to ease myself and I’m not starting to find my way back on my journey.

It’s going to be a tough journey. After so much confusion, all the anguish in my past entries, all my bliss and joy, I’ve began to understand the significance between good and bad and how great humans who have walked the earths fall and stand up again. Yes, life’s too short to complain about. I’m going to be man.

Well, I don’t really think everybody or perhaps anybody has read until here so far, but if you do, thank you. I just want to pose a question to my readers, if you’re a teenager, have you decided clearly of what you’re going to do in lifer and how you’re going to do it? If you did, then good, if you haven’t you’d better do it soon before it gets too late, or worse, become what I was.

It’s high time you took control of life and don’t merely let fate, religion or what society tell you what to do. All they can do is influence you. You live own life godamnit! You have nobody to answer for, maybe except your parents so what I’m also trying to say is, think about your future as how you yourself want it to be. Don’t think of practicality, think of your passion. Keep your dreams pure and went you get swayed from your journey, fight it back hard. Just give it all your might, no one and no one can tell you what to do! And, if you’ve realized that, you’ll have nothing to worry about.

NS is the beginning of a new phase in my life. Yes, I’ve had a lot of bumps along the way. I’ve faced trivial situations alongside life-altering ones. I’ve seen a lot but there’s still so much more in life I’ve yet to experience. I’m going to start to challenge myself. I’ll give any problem that comes my way a shot. I won’t evade them or engage them half-heartedly and regret at the end of the day, because my goal is clear. At the end of the day, there is only one destination and I’ll get there no matter what.

So, to all my dear friends who are experiencing a low time in your life, or whenever you feel that things are not going your own way, close your eyes and reflect, think of yourself as that starling that’s shimmering ever so brightly in the darkness of space. You are your own story and adventure, so you decide how you’re going to live your life.

I know my parents will read this entry, so, thank you guys for all the guidance you’ve imparted to me and the sacrifice you’ve made for me. I am eternally gratefully for that and I won’t fail you in life.

Watch out world, I’m coming your way!
Ok, ok, one step at a time...

(because i really believe there's still some good left in this world)

note: omg, after re-reading my entry, i just realized how cheesy and long-winded i can get while i'm in blogging-mode. haha, but that's just me. i'll keep the entry this way. no editing.
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9Friday, October 05, 2007

With globalization and modernization almost encroaching every inch of our societies, the world has probably never seen such a leap of advancement since perhaps the dawn of the industrial age.

We all see it as a step into the modern world, ever-changing, for the better of mankind. News traveling faster than the speed of light, New York to Tokyo in a split second, our world has integrated itself into a global nation.

Taken cumulatively, the integration of our world as a single entity, principally in terms of economic globalization and perhaps the current qualities of a “free market” capitalization, represents a absolute empire of its own.

Many of us are unable to escape this unique revolution. With the World Bank, the International Monetary Fund and of course the World Trade Organization, every nation has been compelled to accept “structural adjustments” and “conditionalities” that have been imposed or rather arbitrated by these juggernaut entities.

It is faster becoming a reality that by the end of the lifetimes of our current generation, the economies of the world would merge into a single global, free market.

The idea of a global nation and economy sounds like a rather rational and practical idea to you, doesn’t it? Yet, many doubt its progress, let alone its fundamentalisms. I for one am not an ardent supporter of this modern system.

I have to say it I guess. We all live in a world of rampant corporatocracy. As the world progress, gargantuan multi-national corporations have begun to take over the world. Everywhere we go, colossal business entities ensnare us in their bureaucracy.

Take the US for example, it’s an open secret that political parties and MNCs work together hand-in-hand for profit making. The policies that they enact have often only benefited a handful. They don’t represent the views of the majority, let alone the minority. Rationale and practicality has perhaps overshadowed liberty and dignity.

I am not saying that I’m not a supporter of US policies, I think they are fundamental in bringing us into a new age of prosperity, but those who are left behind, it’s downright cruel.

From the US invasion of Panama to Iraq, they have yet to be justified. The then leader of Panama, Manuel Noriega was accused of tyranny and collusion with drug-traffickers and because of the misdeeds of one man, the United States invaded Panama in the name of liberty. Hundreds and thousands of people killed just for that one man, how can it be justified?

Perhaps, Panama is a strategic nation in Central America. The Panama Canal, of course, is built there. A major shipping passage linking the east and west, no one could resist the profits that could be made. Panama had earlier discussed an engineering contract to develop the canal with Japan; however, this thought was exceedingly uncomfortable with the US. It would stand to lose billions of dollars worth of contracts and it wouldn’t have a grasp of this strategic location and this invasion was the best idea to secure the canal.

The end of the war resulted in the re-instatement of a puppet government and the Panama Canal has been run under the US ever since. Moreover, major US energy, engineering and oil companies were given contracts by the puppet government to build the infrastructure of the nation and the money the government paid out was loaned from the US. You get the idea do you? It’s a vicious cycle, in the end; Panama has forever been indebted to the United States.

Incidents like these don’t justify the process of globalization. I don’t even have to elaborate on Iraq, we all know how much oil this nation sits on and why wouldn’t the US use the same tactic to secure its own interest.

The message I’m trying to send is that this world is is not what it probably seems to be. Whatever we will work for, it may just be another lie. We see the messages everywhere, in the media especially, we have heard about it, yet we do nothing about and instead we live our lives with our eyes closed. We’re all to busy making money for our own survival and we neglect the real problem that this world is facing. It’s a fragile world I can tell you.

The United States has a national deficit amounting to $7 trillion dollars. Most of these debts are owed to Asian countries like China and Japan, who purchase US Treasury securities with funds accumulated through sales of consumer goods.

In normal terms, this would have been a catastrophe for any other nation, yet this anomaly does not affect the country in any way. It’s still the world’s most powerful economy and nation to date. This is because everyone in the world has given full trust to the US Dollar and if the world continues to accept the dollar bill as the standard currency, everything will just be fine. Amazing right? You have to know that the US currency isn’t even backed by gold like other currencies.

The only major obstacle that the US could probably face in the near future is the mighty Euro. It is growing in prestige and power. Let’s take it this way, should the Euro one day be the world’s standard currency, the United States will perhaps write its own death warrant and the catastrophe would be irreparable.

I’m not sure, to this point, whether any of my readers understand what I have been trying to convey to you all. Perhaps, it’s just another load of conspiracy garbage to your ears but this is just an opinion that I have, it’s not a belief. Don’t mark me as anti-American.

I just want to let see another side of this picture-perfect world. I have never believed in corporatocracy and the sleazy maneuvers of juggernaut entities (i.e. WTO, IMF) They have their goals and purposes, yet they contradict themselves.

Our new generation should one day learn to lead this world with our hearts set in place, not just our brains. Have you heard about the story of the condor and the eagle. The condor is an animal representing the heart, intuitive and mystical while the eagle represents the brain, rational and material. I don’t have to explain the differences but you see which way our world is going.

There has to be a balance in this world, unfortunately, this balance doesn’t exist. We all veer dangerously towards the representation of the eagle. Our greed has engulfed us and perhaps already corrupting us. It’s time we started thinking with our hearts and our brains at the same time and provide a balance to this world.

Let’s globalize this world the way it should be done, with dignity, respect and integrity. We must learn from the mistakes of our fore-fathers. The days of purging the weak and helpless should stop. Recognize the people who are trying to make a difference to this world, like the venerated Omar Torrijos, Noriega’s predecessor, who was widely claimed to have been assassinated by the CIA for going against the values of the corporatocracy.

All he wanted to do was the protect the rights and sovereignty of the people of Panama He wasn’t even anti-US or pro-communist (which were the main reasons that the US would accuse anyone with if they stood in their way), he was a nationalist.

If we all continue to ravage this world and not respect this planet, I would say apocalypse will just draw near, and our extinction will be our own to blame.

I hope that from reading this entry, you don't begin to give up on our current system. I still believe that there is so much that this system is able to offer even if it can also destroy our very own being. See it as a double-edged sword. These institutions and concepts are not faults, in fact, it is our perceptions of the manner in which they function and interact with one another, and of the role their managers process that determines the outcome.

The world is as we all dream it, and we can trade that old nightmare of polluting industries, clogged highways, and over-crowded cities for a new dream based on earth-honoring and socially responsible principles of sustainability and equality. It is within the power vested in us to transform oursevles, to change the paradigm.

There is so much that we can do to make globalization a more positive and fruitful process and I can enumerate the boundless opportunities avialiable for us to create a better world. We can provide sufficient food and water for the poor and hungry, medicines to prevent diseases and epidemics, raise literacy levels and provide communication to everyone in this planet, most conveniently, through the inernet or perhaps, inventing techologies that can aid in developing more ecological and efficient inventions for humans.

Let's do our part today and make this world a better place to live in.
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