tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-78160249128676861022024-02-21T05:52:03.186+08:00The Cybernetic GorillaZabel Yonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07666912596953667795noreply@blogger.comBlogger30125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7816024912867686102.post-47474099326864552002023-03-26T13:13:00.000+08:002023-03-26T13:13:02.703+08:00After 10 years - Is the Secret true?<div class="separator"></div><p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://th.bing.com/th/id/OIP.ulGjOz3ZlaFmtAot7UKBGQHaJV?pid=ImgDet&rs=1" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="597" data-original-width="474" height="269" src="https://th.bing.com/th/id/OIP.ulGjOz3ZlaFmtAot7UKBGQHaJV?pid=ImgDet&rs=1" width="213" /></a></div>10 years ago, this book taught me that if you would sit down and imagine what you want in life, you will get it. DON'T ask how or when, it will come to you. With the wind, out of nowhere, just like that. Think of a sports car that you may not even own by working and saving your salary for 100 years, you will get it by just thinking of you will have it. <span style="background-color: #01ffff;"><span style="color: #800180;">Easy right?</span></span><p></p><p>I believe it, I was brain washed by this book. I even watched the video version of it in Youtube. I did stick a photo of a Honda Accord on my work desk. Hoping it to be true. Hoping. This is a word of being mediocre. HOPE. We hope because we don't think we will succeed but let the world takes it course and judge it. Are we worthy of that little success that is so insignificant to the world, when we rely on it to the world = HOPE.</p><p>So.... 10 years passed, what have this 'Secret' or 'HOPE' given me so far? Did i get the Accord you ask? NOPE. I did not drive an Accord that i dreamt of 10 years ago. The secret did not work. However, something else is in realization.</p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="533" data-original-width="800" height="213" src="https://media.ed.edmunds-media.com/honda/accord/2013/oem/2013_honda_accord_sedan_touring-v6_fq_oem_3_1280.jpg" width="320" /></div>Thinking, believing and doing nothing will give you as what you are doing, Nothing. No one is going to just hand you the car. That only happens in crappy anime protagonist to sell to the millions of lazy slops just like them, wasting on their parent's hard earn money. What did i realized? <p></p><p>The book actually made you think of your vision which many do not. We are not firm with our decision of what lunch we want, what more of our future vision? When the book says think of what you want and make it so true = be firm with your vision! Do not divert, looking at the goal and move nearer day by day. Your daily decision will all based on that goal when you are firm and you will achieve it if, IF YOU WORK HARD ON IT. The bigger your goal the harder you need to work on, fair enough right?</p><p>If your goal is to have a RM500 coffee machine, is much sooner to attain from 1mil RM cash in the bank. But the vision is important here. We don't want to have many goals but not achieving it at all when we die.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://wallpapercave.com/wp/wp5193725.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="450" data-original-width="800" height="180" src="https://wallpapercave.com/wp/wp5193725.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><p>Does it work? If the book is correct and as easy as it said. We are looking at millionaires everywhere and there will be no sufferings. DO we see that after more than 10 years? <b>I don't think so</b>, but something we do see is more version of the book being publish with more promises. </p><p>Me? I realized that Honda accord is not really what i want now, I prefer a <i>Camry</i> or a <i>Golf GTI</i>. People change, their taste in cars too. I also realized that having that car don't really matter, having health and wealth seems better. I changed my vision according to maturity of man-hood, the book did play a small factor on it.</p><p><b><span style="background-color: red; color: #01ffff;">Advised? read the book, watch the video. Don't believe it 100%, think critically on it. Use it to mature your thinking, because in the end that's what we have.</span></b></p><p>Great to be back after 10years of Cybernetic Gorilla blogging, miss this place.😆</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpY1NX18ID6Axg57XbNfQXJ9svMAhLERB0Qp0JtMthcnCOpezRWXoCUSgwGrxgkekoE2vJmIUarBoHgVeB11AxqvkPB-u7YPo9aZj6KuQD15T_thpnxXE67aVYFxpXuPhutWoacS3JeFdeEbYrRO2eCpiSAQZRjkSMqCw99cFfmJl7MlADA1oAtgT6/s1568/1679806776593.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1568" data-original-width="960" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpY1NX18ID6Axg57XbNfQXJ9svMAhLERB0Qp0JtMthcnCOpezRWXoCUSgwGrxgkekoE2vJmIUarBoHgVeB11AxqvkPB-u7YPo9aZj6KuQD15T_thpnxXE67aVYFxpXuPhutWoacS3JeFdeEbYrRO2eCpiSAQZRjkSMqCw99cFfmJl7MlADA1oAtgT6/w245-h400/1679806776593.jpg" width="245" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p><p> </p>Zabel Yonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07666912596953667795noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7816024912867686102.post-48773796657726280402013-08-08T14:41:00.000+08:002013-08-08T14:42:07.794+08:00Life is Full Of Disappointment Well you may come from a cool family where you go to school and have all this rich man's son and play catch every 10am and throw away your Mc Donalds cause you are still full and have burgers all the time you get phobia of eating. You will throw away your water cause you don't like drinking water it's a waste of time. When you grow up a little when your father's gonna buy you a car, you hate life. Cause he bought another car for you. You hate him cause the car that you want is not the present he gave you. You curse every other person you know because you thought their life is so much better than yours. You hate the world cause it is not fair to you. Only you , this "bad" things happens.<br />
Everyone is fine but you, you hope you are being born in the skies, so you can have everything you want.You don't listen to everyones advise because they are not you. How would they know how you feel? You have your worse life.<br />
If you have finish cursing and hating everything, why don't take a little of your bad time of bad luck day for something i have to say. Since you are so screwed over, this 10mins would add any good or bad. So why not give it a shot.<br />
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THINK<br />
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Someone in the rural area of Indonesia, where they have no father. Drink dirt water, eat potato or anything that they can catch. Rat? Dog? Cat? How cool are your Mc Donalds?<br />
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Someone that have nothing in life and can't even hope. Even when they grow up, they don't even hope to get anything close to what you have already in your room. Don't even mention a laptop.<br />
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Someone who is an orphan, no family at all because they all died in an accident. I think he don't even want to live anymore.<br />
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THINK<br />
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Would they have the same thinking as you have? Hate this world, curse everyone? Can they? Will they?<br />
Sometimes i doubt of our existence with them, how equal or fair can this world be? Is there any fairness? is there any equality? Or it's all bullshit from the beginning. Why must the babies of Africa died of hunger? Why can't they have what we have here. A simple meal everyday. And we throw food here.<br />
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THINK<br />
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Why should we even think? Why not kill yourself and end all this.<br />
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Then your parents will kill themselves, cause they brought you up and you just kill yourself because one random girl don't like you? Or your history's homework is 5 pages?<br />
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THINK<br />
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I guess is that most people are all lazy to even think. That is why they are controlled by their emotion.<br />
Emotion is the true evil or bad or whatever you want to label it. If you don't think, they will control.<br />
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THINK<br />
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<br />Zabel Yonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07666912596953667795noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7816024912867686102.post-31138294977652751172013-07-24T10:54:00.001+08:002013-07-24T10:54:36.246+08:00Life is Funny > After a Year<h3>
Well, when we started off being bz with all the work and commitments time flies like no one's business. Suddenly you left your blog for a rest and 1 year has gone. 1 year of total blindness of what have happen and would need you to look at the photos to remind yourself what actually happened last Christmas. </h3>
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<span style="color: magenta;">Life</span> is funny in such a way that things happens to you when you are not prepared for it, things or shits always comes when you are super down with stuffs. For example, when your budget this month are tight. This is the time your car broke down and need a 1k dollar repair or suddenly you need a pair of running shoes cause you need to lose weight and jogging is the only option , your ipad screen broke, your mum's birthday. and all the stuff that could lead to ultimate poverty to you. Until my friend have to use the term <span style="color: lime;">" EAT GRASS"</span> because he bought the Metallica's concert tickets and have no money to survive, (but he'll survive) no worries.</h2>
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This is the time your GF is courted by her boss, how fuckup can things go? Well they say if you done lots of good thing in life and you will be re payed by good things but, as the book "Why bad things happens to good people" stated that , you are given such situations because you are chosen to lead or overcome something more fuckup in future and this is just a small lesson to get you through. I'm like , <span style="color: red;">WTF??</span> I'm good then i have to go and get this bad egg? come on man, so what the bad guys get? good things? After reading that book make me realize that whatever the fuck you do in this life or whatever have no counter backs. I mean if you do good, you'll get good. Shit will happens, and that's the funny story about it.</h4>
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My 1 year have passed, things happens and i learn from all of it. My lesson is accept and learn from all the shits that happen and try not to repeat them. Cause if you repeat them then you might not get it and overcome it or you are just fuckin stupid. If you don't do anything today to improve whatever you are doing, make desicions. then my friend you'll be the same old you 5 years from now. Being the same , staying the same. Some actually like being the same all the time, and wish they die being the same like some scooby do cartoons.<br />
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The Same, it's Lame.<br />
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<span style="color: cyan;">So friend, Make a Change to the man in the mirror..</span></h2>
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<br />Zabel Yonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07666912596953667795noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7816024912867686102.post-40717507390811821942012-07-27T07:20:00.000+08:002012-07-27T07:20:06.171+08:00Losing it All....<br />
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<span lang="EN-US">Are you the
man of your words? <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-size: large;">Do you
cared about what other people say about you? </span><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-size: x-large;">Are you
doing the things in life that you wanted for yourself?</span><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">I’m a
Chinese man from a Chinese cultured family, so as my dad, so as my grandfather,
so as my mum, so as her parents and families. Chinese are full with customs,
don’t cut your nails at night or don’t point at the moon…superstitions…bunch of
them. I guess other cultures too…<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">But in this
modern world, human tend to go back and search for their true selves. Meaning
to say that everyone now wanted to do what they wanted even it is against their
culture or families’ best practices. For example me, I’m from a family that
everyone needs to work hard and long to earn money so you can have a car , a
house and a family of your own to be successful in the bigger family and
consider accepted. It makes sense for me when I’m still in the small world of
my own, but it gets funny when I grew older and made discoveries over time. You
don’t have to do that, that is just a trend that the industrial ages made up to
protect the rich being richer and the middle class to continue produce middle
working class people for them to work. My dad is a middleclass working class
guy, a pure one. He works and spend, but I can see that he wanted to get out of
the circle in that rat race but failed a few times and I think that he put up
the white flag, to me it is because he did not invest his time to study well in
how to do business and just invest in money and hope everything to turn out
right, that is the reason why every 90% of new companies closed down after 3
years.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">Back to the
culture story, here I am achieving everything I could. 2 cars, a house, a
family, so now? Now what? Can I go do what I want to do?<span style="color: blue; font-size: large;"><i>(sit down and play guitar
everyday?)</i></span> No..i can’t I’m so into the culture stuff that even that I knew but
it seems that I wanted to be….to have all that to feel better. Can I just lose
it all, travel to Tibet and be a monk? Can you lose everything you have now?<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">Will you?<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">Can you
give up everything when you are half way through?<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">What will
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make this change? If you can’t change from listening to pop songs to heavy
metal, how can you change your life? Can you stop smoking overnight? <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><b><span style="color: red; font-size: large;">Shit
happens.></span></b>…But if you know how to control the shit….they might happen
differently and you are prepared…Prepared to accept the Shits……… <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">Shits can
be cruel…shit can be hot or cold…. They can fuckup your life any way they want
and if you let them let loose….You’re in a lot of trouble…<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>So now
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<span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>Give peace a chance? </b></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>John Lennon? </b></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>Yoko Ono? </b></span></span></div>
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He said that if we have a goal, we will be better in achieving it rather then to float around the world aimlessly. It's such a waste of time and yet time is not much for a person to live.<br />
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My Boss , once told me a way to set goals in life. She said, when you turn 70 and died. In your funeral you would have your spouse and friend or relatives talked about you, talking about your personality and the way of life you have been going through. So the question is....<br />
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You might say, i'm already dead. How am i suppose to tell them? Yes we can control what would be coming out from their minds that day, when the day comes of course. For example....<br />
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If you want your wife/husband to speak of you as a loving husband/wife and a friendly and kind person. Well.... you need to be that person starting today. All of that , that you want them to say on that day, will be your goals in life. <br />
Just like "Tuesday with Morrie" taught us. "When we are dying , we learn how to live." So imagine that day, what you want them to say, then make that your definite chief aims starting today... Not tomorrow... Today..<br />
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<span style="color: red; font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><em>(Now or Never)</em></span><br />
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There's too many things to explore and see in this life... You would not want to wander all and get nothing in the end. You would want to know what you want in life and make it your aim, then achieve it. When you achieve it, you would most satisfy and die a happy man..for money is not the most important thing in life and yet the importancy is only a limit from our onw minds. Our minds which sets the limits of the sky and the world.<br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><strong><em>So know what you want.</em></strong></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><strong><em>Get a plan to achieve it.</em></strong></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><strong><em>Consistently moving towards it</em></strong></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><strong><em>Achieve it.</em></strong></span><br />
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(easy like 1 2 3 ?)<br />
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<span lang="EN-US">Heard of
the death of my friend’s grandfather, RIP age 100+.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">I always
visit my wife’s grandmother aged 100+, when I looked at her, paying attention
to her movements and the way she looked at people. It seems that she have gone
back into childhood. Way back from childhood, like a baby. When the time that
we can’t survive on our own. That we need to depend on people for our
existence. She can’t walk on her own,
she can’t see properly, her memory system is full thus she can’t remember or
recall anything. Just like an old PC, hard disk are taking a long time to read
and store and memory is always full. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">I reflect
it to myself, how a strong and healthy man like me can 1 day be old and will
need to depend on people to survive. Now I can live all by myself, I can
survive and with no one’s help I can live through only to find myself alone and
wanting a partner. But still I can survive. But a baby can’t survive on it’s
own, the baby need someone to take care to survive, if not he’ll die. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">What if you
are old, and found out that you can’t walk on your own? <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><b><span style="color: red; font-size: large;">Can’t see what is in front of you, permanently?<o:p></o:p></span></b></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><b><span style="color: red; font-size: large;">Can’t
remember what you did 2 minutes ago?<o:p></o:p></span></b></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><b><span style="color: red; font-size: large;">Can’t hug
your loved ones?<o:p></o:p></span></b></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><b><span style="color: red; font-size: large;">Can’t go to
the toilet by yourself?<o:p></o:p></span></b></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><b><span style="color: red; font-size: large;">Can’t eat
by yourself?</span></b><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">Just
waiting for life’s end while others continue on in the world that once you have
journey too.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><span style="color: red; font-size: large;"><b>Are you
afraid?<o:p></o:p></b></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><span style="color: red; font-size: large;"><b>Are you
afraid to get old?</b></span><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">Everyone
will get old, so there’s no way to avoid getting old unless you did the
rockstar thing. Kill yourself before you get old. SO what do you think we
should do?<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><span style="color: blue; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><u><b><i>Appreciate
Life and Enjoy it because you will get old.<o:p></o:p></i></b></u></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">Is 60
consider old? Or 80? Or 90? 100?<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">You retired
at 55, so you got about a few years left before you can go skating youself. SO
use your time wisely. Don’t sleep so
much, come out and enjoy the world, stop sitting in front of a book face
website and forget about life. Get angry, get happy, get sad, get weird, get
wicked , feel everything…<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><span style="color: white; font-size: x-large;">Before you
can’t feel anything….</span><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">Whatever
fuck you come across with, there’s nothing that you’ll have no solution, they say.
But still in their very own lifes they still come to a crossroad, thinking of
which path to take. You can either stay in that crossroad and wait as long as
you can, nobody is going to fuckin tell you what to do,(sorry with the harsh
words today, I’m in a boiling mood.) You can wait in that crossroad and die
there and still no one is going to give a fuck.Or you can take right turn and
go the path, or you can take advise from people you fuckin don’t know and make
that left. The best thing in that is you will still end up in another
crossroad. Then another then another…just like the Gods is playing fuckin
tricks on you, like you are playing tricks on your hamster. Seeking for fuckin
approval.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">Yep…
everybody came across that and yep.. life’s a series of events that will result
on how you make decisions in every of those motherfuckers. Life is hard, it’s
difficult it’s a hard blow on your nuts but HEY!....It’s life..that’s what
everybody says. For me, I came across another formula X to get me through this
rough times, it will happen all the time. Fuck time will happen and you are got
to believe me. SO why listen or take fuckin advise from fuckin people that don’t
know about your llife and still have fuckin problems with their own fuckin
life?<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">Formula X =
Accept. Accept every fuckin thing that is happening. That’s the first step for
you to keep yourself …to be yourself. If you go highwire..you’re not yourself anymore.
You don’t think right, you don’t care about yourself…you will only care about
your emotions. Emotions will lead you to disaster.Accept every facts that
happen, take a cold decision. That’s the fast and crucial way if you want to
get on with your life. What have happen is</span> gone, no point crying over spilled
milk. It’s fuckin stupid. Accept and take decision and move forward.</div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><span style="color: blue; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-large;"><b>Stay
Strong.</b></span><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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to you to make you realize your true potential, strength, will power, and
heart. Have faith and stay strong!</span></b></span><o:p></o:p></div>
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<span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: blue; font-family: Tahoma, sans-serif; line-height: 115%;"><i><u><b style="background-color: black;">I dedicate this
to all of my friends that are having hard times with life right now….metal on..\m/..</b></u></i></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 18pt; line-height: 115%;"><o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span lang="EN-US">When you’re
a little boy, you are taught to do the right thing. To make the RIGHT judgment
of things, What is not right is justify as a bad thing and avoid doing it.
Things that have morale and things that doesn’t harm another are to be accepted
as the RIGHT thing. The good person is the one doing all the RIGHT things. The
bad people are the one doing all the <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan; font-size: large;"><b>WRONG</b></span> things. Very very simple, easy to
understand and by nature it is perfect. But as I grew up and turning to be an
adult. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">How do you
define RIGHT and what is WRONG? <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">Something
that consider right to you may be wrong to another. People bombing the twin
tower consider as bad, but in another angle of view point they are actually
protecting something, protecting their pride? To me Purple may be my favorite
color but to you? You may think purple is gay. Can you make a stand to state
something to everyone if you think what you think is RIGHT? YES!! Only you
thought, it’s only based on your point of view, true or not it’s just an
opinion and if that opinion is accepted
by the group than it is consider the RIGHT thing. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">In the
corporate world I am living in right now, you can’t do the RIGHT things every
time. If It is not correct, you may silent or pass if something you think is
wrong and you may want to correct it. Because correcting something without
knowing the consequences may lead to the ultimate disaster. You may be outcasted
from the group, or be condemn. Just
think for a while, if you are lost in a jungle and found a small village of
jungle people. They bring you in and they all are eating raw fish and hate
eating cooked fish, you suddenly jumped out and tell them that they are eating
the fish the wrong way and you introduce your cooking method to them, <i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">will they
listen to you?</span></b></i> I mean it is the right way to eat a fish, correct? But to them?
You are consider saved by them and they accepted you in their village and now
you are trying to tell them that they are fools and their way of eating are
wrong? It is like spitting them in the face, it is their culture. Their believe
maybe that fish are brought to them by the gods and wishes them to eat it raw,
but you insulted them. You insulted their gods. You insulted their believe.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">In the
modern world, this situation exist. We thought that we are civilized, we
thought we are on the top of the world. But we are not, we are still what we
are 1 thousand years ago. We do all this to protect ourselves, We label the
RIGHT thing that we consider RIGHT, we label the WRONG thing that we consider
WRONG, <b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">WE <we <we<="" <we="" font=""></we></span></i></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">. Where is the ultimate truth?<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-large;">Do we blame it to GOD?</span></b><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">I learn
that we may only need to speak up when we are needed to, we do not need to tell
someone he/she is right or wrong all the time, sometimes it is best to let them
be. It will be better that way, for both parties, for everyone. If everyone in
the world may hold this, there will be no war or arguments, There will be
peace. But the truth is always NO. Human are born with a greed, which is the
human’s ultimate weakness, even Lord Of The Ring stated Human’s weakness is
Greed. The one that may overcome greed will always be happy and lead a better
life and a humble one.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">To survive,
we need to learn when to use the so called RIGHT thing and stand for it. When
it is important to use it and when it is not. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
</span>Zabel Yonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07666912596953667795noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7816024912867686102.post-15661647081830882572011-11-06T09:56:00.001+08:002011-11-06T09:56:56.112+08:00You can do it.!! but Y U NO DO??!!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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I am born into a great loving family, everyone will admit his or her family to be the best and greatest of all. Some may seems weird and odd to another but hey, What's weird? and what's odd? We only see things different when we cannot accept or comprehend, perspective of a different man may give you a different rating of one family's weirdness to another and always admit that he have a great family.<br />
I was told many times by friends and also family members...."you can play and teach guitar, go get out of here(M'sia) and go somewhere else, NZ/Australia/wherever you may get a better life and better pay then what you can get here in M'sia. " I heard these same words again and again since i'm 18. Even my dad suggested this.<br />
To answer them it's easy, i'm not the type that will be in a dilemma. I always make my on decision and a fast chump that decide very fast which mislead it to everyone that ask me questions. They seems to think that i did not make any effort in thinking and considering the questions but actually i have gone through it before they even think of suggesting to me.And i will always get the same feedback of my answers, Y U NO DO??? Y U SO WASTE??!! (in their heart i think and assumed that they are thinking that i'm stupid or have knowledge whatsoever)<br />
But the truth is, this might have abit of clash concept because this is only my opinion and concept of my very own, i'm not saying that this are the rule and the correct way, if you guys that is reading and following my blog this far, i know that you are here to seek raw information and point of view from me, I thank you so much and if for you that get offended after reading this i'm so sorry in advance, remember this is only my opinion.<br />
I do not seek for outstation work and stay because i think there's no need to. I'm born here in M'sia and i'm going to stay here even if a comet is goin to drop right next door. I love my country. I love Melaka. If i'm good enough i can make a living here, if i want to prove that i'm very good i can make a fortune here in this very place. They said that the economy is going down, the politics is corrupt , the whole place is goin worst, but for me...my point of view is..M'sia is growing, for a country to move forward and grow, these are the issues and events that need to happen. If we look at the advance countries, we look at how good and well the country is, but we did not go and find out how they become this way. How many president in USA is shot? No corruption in Japan? I'm lucky to be in a growing country where all the fun is rather than a stagnant place where everything is well done and can't go anywhere more, if you like peace and no fun you may be happy there. Anyway i'm a Malaysian, I can do whatever i want to do here, i mean the legal stuffs. I can have my own company here and it doesn't cost me high capital. I know the language here and other stuffs, imagine trying to open a company and do business in Australia? or London? can you survive? Unless you're Jimmy Choo. LOL!! You can only work as a middle class worker in other country than you're own unless again if you're JImmy Choo. LOL (again)<br />
ONe more thing why i don want to work and live outstation, The high pay? no i don't think it's high pay when i don't get to see my family, if i'm a solo guy without anyone that i loved then i don't care what i do or where i am, but in reality, i have a family. A loving family, i wan to spend my weekends with my mum and dad, how long can a human live? if not for 80 years, how long can we spend time with them? another 30 years? 20, 10? if i'm aboard working and seek for a better life, how about them? My friend Raven put it so right,<br />
Dad: Son, it is time for you to go out and learn ppl's life and work. You only have 1 life, you must make the best of it.<br />
Raven: Yes, i only have 1 life, but i would like to take care of you and mum with this 1 life, coz it worth more than anything.<br />
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We only have 1 life, i want to see my brothers grow, i want to see them succeed, i want to be there for them. I don't want to be 500 miles away when they are down, when they blow their birthday cake. Being together worth more than giving a call from aboard saying Happy Birthday. I want to be there for my parents when they need me, i want to make them happy , i want to show them ... all the care and effort they put is worth... I'm a dad too.. i understand what a dad really want to see. I hope my son will succeed, i hope he will have a better life, Parents are so unconditional but what can a son do? Succeed and go away? come home for CNY? how many CNY can your dad survive? give money every month to them by paypal? As a son i try to think how to be successful and being with them here and now. This is what i'm spending my whole life working on. I want to be successful here, i want to be with my loved ones.<br />
They said it's impossible, i say it is possible.<br />
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What the mind and conceive , The Mind can achieve.<br />
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People work so hard to earn money, i work so hard to be with my loved ones.<br />
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Different people, different walk of life, different perspective of life.<br />
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This is my Way of Life,<br />
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Protect My Pack, Grow my Colonies, Kill any enemies.<br />
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<br />Zabel Yonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07666912596953667795noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7816024912867686102.post-79372090355454184102011-10-12T22:04:00.000+08:002011-10-12T22:05:21.880+08:00Charity for Balance<br />
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<span lang="EN-US">What have
you done so far in your life? From your first work, your first accumulated money,
from your first serves in society. Who do you think most? Who do you work for?
Obviously most of the people will answer or in their hearts knew it is they themselves
that is the most important one.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">You work
for yourself.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US">You work to
have money, to buy or acquire things. Most of the people do nowadays. It’s no
shame to admit but you can be proud to be doing. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">I have been
doing that for many years. I worked as hard as possible. I saved money as much
as possible. I bought things that I want, and think of myself most of the time.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">But I don’t
feel satisfied. Why? I thought if I saved enough money to buy the things that I
want. I can be happy but why this feeling? Why the happiness can’t last long? I
can only be happy for no more than 1 day on a new purchased guitar. Why?<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">I have been
searching for this answer for some time and now I knew. I still don’t
understand 100% but I knew something is missing. Something is not enough. I
read many success books that I can get, I hear as many audiobooks that I can
get. I noticed something. Most of the books mentioned almost the same values
with new or different points of view but they all didn’t miss this one thing.
This one thing that I have overlooked. Such a simple thing. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">“Charity”</span></b><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US">If it’s not
important, why Robert T of Rich Dad mentioned about saving $1 for investment ,
$1 for savings and $1 for charity? Why all
the rich men do charity? Why is it important for them? To us that wants to be
like them but failed only follows what is seems important…. Accumulate money,
budget, do not spend, get more assets… but they did not follow and do charity.
They overlooked, just like me. But I have awaken, I have learned my lessons. I
now wants to seek more information on this charity’s Magic. I want to study it.
Learn the magic behind it.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">Magic, I
have told by a friend. Consider a wise man to me, he said that people do
charity for many reason and the word itself serves many meanings. It may be in
form of money, help & etc but it must be unconditional. A sincere one. It
was to make a balance.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><b>Balance.</b></span><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">We humans
can’t go for extremes, we will
destroy/sabotage ourself. Once we get to extreme. We need balance. We live in a
world of day and night, We believe in
Yin Yang. We need a balance. What we get , we need to give some out to seek
balance. Balance.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US">I need
balance……<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US">I thought I
can go for extreme. But I’m not born that way. I need to be human. What I need
to do now is to make lemonade out of my given lemon….<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">What is
life? </span><o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US">We have
been searching for the answer of this question all the time…sometimes we got
it..sometimes we think we got it, actually did we get it? As you Google around ..you
may find that life is nothing but a word to describe a duration lived by a
living thing. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US">So… we come
to another question…. What is life for? Or What is the purpose of life?<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">Some Indian
monk might tell you that the Purpose of life is a life of purpose…or something
like like there’s no meaning to life…life is beyond meaning..life is what you
live of it….Yes yes yes…. Clever stories we human will tell ourselves… motivate
ourselves ….reason ourselves…..That’s what we human do….when we can’t accept
the truth or find the truth we make something up to solve it. If we can blame
the tools why blame ourselves for the fault and problems we have…Tools have no
pride..humans do<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US">We all came
to the bottom end… I mean most of us… “life’s sucks” ,”I hate life” “I should
have die when I was born”. Simple quotes used a million times a day from people
all over the world…yet.. Some will end their life due to major depression. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US">We worked
so hard, people earn and save so hard….yet die before they can enjoy the life
they wished too….or wish they not? Procrastinating? They blame the sky taken
them away as not fair…but is it they have taken things for granted? Like humans
every questions have an answer….to motivate…to reason…. Is money that
important? Or is it only a trend? Who create the trend? Humans? We lived by our
own rules yet said the creator of another higher being that have set us all up?
<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">Can we know
what is happening tomorrow? Can we know next 2 years? Do we know the next minute?
<span> </span>We do not know, we can only predict….prediction
is not reality… A great predictor is just as good as the past prediction
assumed as a coincidence. What do you need to do? What is the truth?<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">What is
REALITY? Death is not popular….cause we don’t care about it, we are afraid of
it….. humans are afraid of what they don’t know…..Afraid of the dark…afraid of
the unknown…That is why we spend our whole life searching for the unknown….conquering
all we can have and see so we can have 1 thing in control… We want to control
FREEDOM….<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"><br /></span></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;">Is life
..Freedom?<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"><br /></span></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;">Or we seek
freedom in life?<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"><br /></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;">If you have
Freedom…Are you afraid? </span><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US">What is
right and what is wrong? Is black, black. Is white, white? Is Freedom, Freedom?<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">What is
going on in a madman’s head? What is he thinking of? How is he thinking? What is
his reality? Are we the same? Only that we have a common reality that linked us
up? Are we mad on the madman’s eye? The madman’s brain? Can we think like him? Will
we think like him? <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"><br /></span></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;">Are you
afraid?<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"><br /></span></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;">Are you
afraid of your life?<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"><br /></span></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;">Are you
afraid of your future?</span><o:p></o:p></span></div>
Zabel Yonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07666912596953667795noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7816024912867686102.post-83187813989660235542011-09-01T10:11:00.000+08:002011-09-01T10:11:58.940+08:00Empty Your Tea Cup – Ego Eliminating<br />
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<span lang="EN-US">I have in
my whole life searching and learning for more guitar skills and the whole music
world, I downloaded, buys and asked many for this information. In the beginning
I would say that I learn like a dry sponge soaking water from a water full tub.
<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US">And guess
what? The graph of my learning got down peak, it got down peak so great it
almost hit rock bottom!!! <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-large;"><b>Why?</b></span><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">I can say,
during my school years it was easy and time was a little kind at that time,
half days of school and no other commitments I have half the day through to
learn practice the guitar. That was the golden age, my skill and knowledge multiply
like an active spread of bacteria in a dead cow’s body….(what a metaphor…muahahahah).
NOW, I can’t even learn anything new….okok, understood.. adulthood, fatherhood
, husbandhood…etc etc etc<span> </span><o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US"><span><br /></span></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><b><i>STOP!!!!
Get caught up?? Is That what I’m saying?</i></b></span><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><b><i><br /></i></b></span></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="EN-US">No, that is
just a reason. An easy answer to cheat myself on believing the truth. <span> </span>What is the truth? I have been looking for
this a long time and I finally hit the spot. YES!!! Eureka!!! I knew this all
along but why can’t I accept it? It’s only a matter of time when you put your
commitment to search for something and it finally pops out!!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">Listen
before from Bruce Lee? You need to empty your cup of tea before learning
anything new. If your cup is still full, the more tea flow into the cup the
more the tea will overflow and be wasted. All the while I was learning from
Guitar magazines and books downloaded are all wasted. My cup of tea wasn’t
empty, I bring with me the ego when learning. I always learn like, I’ll skip
this cause I knew it already or this is not important. That’s wrong, Repetition
is the mother of skill. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><b>Actually
the more you repeat in learning something and be very humble, learning 1 or 2
things from a book is more than enough. Now I will dust out all the old lessons
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Zabel Yonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07666912596953667795noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7816024912867686102.post-22394133428613115652011-06-17T22:41:00.003+08:002011-06-17T23:07:40.963+08:00The Money Concept<img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDbXHEOOeVQTuObo3tfEMyfKaIHoNoqgWN42o8THBYt3HQJxwZdYakv2CB2rmjO2PzF-1gSqSjRawA_2Jh_LTjIUHd8oDmNv2s94zUVhnIIgq6lJmXMMnVzv1lGtuuWW_o-Ujqsoc2S18/s320/falling-money.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 255px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619199296744579922" />To be frank, i stupid when it comes to money matters.<div style="text-align: center;">WHen i was in standard 3, primary school i was called up by a local magician showing the kids around with his lame predictable illusions up on stage. Then he told me that he is going to show me how he is going to turn 2 pieces of damn cheap toilet tissues into real money. He was going to give me the money, so he ask me to make a choice. Either RM1, RM10 or RM50.</div><div style="text-align: center;">I told him RM1, "HUH?" responded the magician . DO you really want RM1? he asked again.</div><div style="text-align: center;">With my spongebob eyes waiting for the excitement for the magic act, i nodded yes. </div><div style="text-align: center;">He then flip the tissues into a small pieces make a few Adacadrabra....POP!</div><div style="text-align: center;">the tissues are now the RM1, called me off the stage and get anothet kid up on stage...The other kid ended up with the RM50. My dad ask me, Why RM1?</div><div style="text-align: center;">I was curious why everyone is upset and mad at me because i choose RM1 instead of RM50.</div><div style="text-align: center;">They said i will have problems with money when i grow older. That time that choice was made for the love of the show, i was not aiming for the money but to witness the power of magic...that's all... so i'm wrong? I was curious with the adult's reaction on that day till now. Was it wrong for a pure kid to only really wants to enjoy the show and nothing else? Must every kid taught to be greedy in Money?</div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgg8ATOtqFyPHP1e_xNf-Gd9HvOKZHh71jXyUhyphenhyphenOoYniCxEjdQaxSBuy36e1BYccjA0s-lR5dm300JZ2Qyul_HbjL8AmuHyC5A3twaqRoFtK6Wxyg5OOl_-4IufNbZcH55y3N-IAJfSYP0/s320/D1325.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619202379580010402" /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I my later teenage years and early adulthood, money became important. Whatever you need , needs money. Now your status in life is measured by money. I worked day & night for the accumulation for money hoping someday i will be rich. </div><div style="text-align: center;">RICH</div><div style="text-align: center;">What define rich? Having great wealth? Having RM1 billion in the bank? Having a BIG house and rockstar Car? IS THAT ALL CAN BE CLAIMED AS RICH?</div><div style="text-align: center;">As my life have the ups and downs like every other person, i began to analyse this so called RICH. Looks like if i would ever wans to come near to Bill Gates, even i work 2 jobs a day in this current state, I WILL NEVER BE 10% AS RICH AS HIM. NEVER</div><div style="text-align: center;">NEVER</div><div style="text-align: center;">= a word to describe something that will not happen at all.</div><div style="text-align: center;">RICH = can be measure only by money?</div><div style="text-align: center;">I was stuck.... I lost hope....I was never going to be rich as i calculated.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Then I realized...... RICHNESS is not only money....</div><div style="text-align: center;">MONEY IS JUST A MEDIUM</div><div style="text-align: center;">OUR Money in our pockets are actually borrowed loan currency by our country to some rich man.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Our Money is going down on value every time the clock ticks. Money is just an idea.</div><div style="text-align: center;">It's just a piece of paper believed that it's value by people.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Even if you have it, it's own by someone else....</div><div style="text-align: center;">I lived my whole life workin like a dog for this IDEA?</div><div style="text-align: center;">COme on man.....!!!!</div><div style="text-align: center;">Why don't i use this idea to my benefits?</div><div style="text-align: center;">I changed my mindset to money...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Money is not the one i work for everyday i'm at work workin my ass off.</div><div style="text-align: center;">I was doing for something else..... Some other richness i would say...</div><div style="text-align: center;">THINK & GROW RICH </div>Zabel Yonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07666912596953667795noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7816024912867686102.post-37449746853510322652011-05-01T20:17:00.005+08:002011-05-01T20:50:16.805+08:00Self-Realization > How Far Have you Gone?<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhS29F2BIZ_qnkVBT3i1xRTC9q7Xj3lBqyL0xyy6PUMc9POLwemXY5EaCASnlN-0U9_5LXYUPaudcTF9ter0OKpphnNPORxQ1YIkYXUHwL8rx4F3VvLGHAsZGmzGsmnBnjMRMB4sH4Xbxg/s1600/confidence1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 281px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhS29F2BIZ_qnkVBT3i1xRTC9q7Xj3lBqyL0xyy6PUMc9POLwemXY5EaCASnlN-0U9_5LXYUPaudcTF9ter0OKpphnNPORxQ1YIkYXUHwL8rx4F3VvLGHAsZGmzGsmnBnjMRMB4sH4Xbxg/s320/confidence1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601722452166055746" /></a><br /><div><br /></div><div>I have experienced many times of realization that i'm a failure.</div><div>During my primary school times, i'm a boy with low self confidences and self esteem. </div><div>Born with 1 eye that can't really sees and a black ear. I'm always ashame of it.</div><div>I would hide myself from others and have only a few close friends.</div><div>I'm always the one getting the back sit and the one doing all the hard stuffs in class.(dust the blackboard, carry the chairs..etc..) I'm always the outcast of any group. No teacher care much for a boy that walks to school and have no character.</div><div>During that time, even i have a few friends i doubt they really are my friends. Maybe they are just using me to help them buy food or buy stuffs that require you to stuff in a crowd.</div><div>Even i knew it, i play along. 10 years old boy, i needed friends.</div><div>During my secondary, i got beaten up in the first week of schools by bullies. I have no friends that time. I was alone with new classmate that ran when the bullies came. I hide from them every lunch time in the library. Always afraid to go to school.</div><div>In my 21st year, i always have problem gaining new friends or meeting adults. I always have the feeling that they will look bad at me.</div><div>I can't make it...I care too much of what people think about me.</div><div>Even i can play the guitar, my low confidences is to much that i'm afraid to let people knew i can.</div><div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvjJyxELRofnmP7PldPXZDTg1vpcVp6Y4DhAypiEatGoawfUvLa6tNd-ZI-5OGd4dRaAJwNkwkM5PgVw8oV1N4nWbjtAKUf8RrPKGD1nS0HfaKO4DE5ryN1DbeX7UpxT6pj74Z4lQkbA8/s320/1410398234_c341320704.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 234px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601725517708313010" /></div><div><br /></div><div>Until 1 day,</div><div>I woke up in the morning, A sunny Sunday morning. Birds chirping.</div><div>I opened my eyes and i started to Realize....</div><div>I started to see what i failed to see....</div><div>Everybody is the same...</div><div>Everyone is afraid....</div><div>Everyone that i thought is ahead actually is not...</div><div>Everyone that i'm afraid of them actually they are afraid themselves.... </div><div>What is keeping me down and low is myself....my own mind....</div><div>If i don't love myself...how do you expect others to love you?</div><div>If you don't believe in yourself.... who is going to believe you?</div><div>If you don't give yourself confidence ...... who is going to give you?</div><div>God? Higher Being? The Titans? Thor?</div><div>No one is going to ... But yourself...</div><div>After that morning... i told myself...</div><div>Now nobody is better then you....</div><div>You're always NUMBER One...</div><div>Until today.... the puzzle came more and more that the people that i thought are great last time is now actually more poor than me.</div><div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvyNiPWc__Ig93owG6s9h-3NI5dLm5-cDHi1cTLteeX3Ql_5UrhdWzQO9iNqt6J6aCEY3TGpktl_9lWRkx9XlkTCuk7OejmnbE4WoewiYYrMDPvqT6X3pu_rsMHM-fUm7L0Tq9IWTZNkM/s320/ConfidenceBooster.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601728235792900018" /></div><div>It's like i suddenly step on a confidence booster pedal....</div><div>I felt so good now....</div><div>Don't believe?</div><div>Try me</div><div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4tLm19KlttQFgmIEPkXk7jFKftAxcXim0_L7kcyz15JRVZZF-Mh8pQ4f0mbqxhbIHrEMnZZtKq5tY733WSWgXfuxPJ8Un0TQwCkME5Q5nhNWhOULb2j03IXDmhVc6voJkGupD9z6vdhU/s320/istockphoto_7279725-thinking-gorilla-business-man%255B1%255D.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 306px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601729022664986178" /></div><div><br /></div>Zabel Yonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07666912596953667795noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7816024912867686102.post-59901511610528957922011-04-24T11:44:00.005+08:002011-04-24T12:23:36.234+08:00Transformation 101 > Wake Up!!<div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRs18TqzGwfTbuQoPSOl-APxh-66eAUIWEk3QW3sT1RfwqeG-wuKhpj48JjAZCXsXkPkBbrMGfvwZQ-Tf_K_8pFSYRvgMD7dwa_QUwQf2QblKgYxymuTKnMoUiJeyPvrIldwgonrdgvRc/s1600/who-moved-cheese.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRs18TqzGwfTbuQoPSOl-APxh-66eAUIWEk3QW3sT1RfwqeG-wuKhpj48JjAZCXsXkPkBbrMGfvwZQ-Tf_K_8pFSYRvgMD7dwa_QUwQf2QblKgYxymuTKnMoUiJeyPvrIldwgonrdgvRc/s320/who-moved-cheese.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598991512674378770" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">2 years Ago, i'm doing very good.</div><div style="text-align: center;">I got a great job in a Big US company, earning quite alot for an average Malaccan, i'm not married, i don't have any car or house loan to commit, and to add on, i have a second job that earns sometimes more than my day job. I think if i can recall i'm earning about 6k a month after tax. To a normal 25 years old guy, that's alot. No commitments, i have the 6k all to myself. i have no insurances at that time coz my company have it covered for me. I drive a car that has already being paid fully.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Imagine what you can do with 6k every month. A lot ya? i bought guitars, effects , beers , alcohol and alot of stuffs that make no sense. Money is a lot. I got no clear plan. I spend like running the tap water.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Question....</div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" >DO you think i'm happy? (at that time)</span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" >???????????????????????????????????</span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" >No</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" >No</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" >No</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" >I am not, i spend my time working. 9 hours of day job and 3-4 hours second job, 7 days a week , 30 days per month. No holidays. No rest. No relax. No family time. No wank time.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" >At first everything is good. Money is coming in. My bank account is exploding. I got new guitar</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman'; font-size: medium; ">s and gadgets.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" >Later, my body reached it's limit. I got sore backs that don't recover. Dizzy heads a night.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" >My mind reached it's limit. I'm stress all the time, tensions and i can't think clear</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman'; font-size: medium; ">ly.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" >My relations reached it's limit. I often fight with my Girlfriend, i don't know my family anymore.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" >My job reached it's limit. I can't spend quality time on a task, i can't spend quality time with a student.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" >My life reached it's limit. I hate my life, i dont know what is the meaning of it. I spend after job hours in a club drinking beer and liquer.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMBs0hUh51OejHuvoAR-eVeWMWOw2OoO-weyC7RVshx0M9DXfAvflzSuJFXobGqEu_i4BIM-8oERWHt8tfCVtXNyDN8lrC7om8hw2xf9PbrbqotK5w6Qy8FELVPpNBBGhMAWht3N9TyJA/s320/9780062515674.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 211px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598991515832600386" /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I don't feel Rich even i have more money.</div><div style="text-align: center;">I don't feel success even i have everything people wants to achieve.</div><div style="text-align: center;">..............................................</div><div style="text-align: center;">I have everything i need to have in this community, Yet i hate my life.</div><div style="text-align: center;">CONFUSE?</div><div style="text-align: center;">I Am Confuse at that time.</div><div style="text-align: center;">I Lost The "Cita cita" I have before i done this.</div><div style="text-align: center;">I have forgotten myself and let trend control where i need to go.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Sad story.....</div><div style="text-align: center;">I'm sad, i wanted to quit. I wanted to Die.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Death solves this. Death solves everything. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2DwkXOeoZLUSR43MKcJAIuHmSBSX8L6iPIsI_MGRj08CwLIA1A01Y9EsPITYz9Zvmyxr2Mp4NiQLsQVHUge5dCQVxKxcxhs33vXRurU74FIeGlPy7rL9UsqblYF1VcMQwtZKfqQYXXcA/s320/death_mh.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 294px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598996661995063042" /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Do you think I quit that EZ?</div><div style="text-align: center;">The Cybernetic Gorilla Did not Quit.</div><div style="text-align: center;">I'm planning to get out of this circle. I want to be Free.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Lucky enough my company have a reading campaign going on.</div><div style="text-align: center;">The first book i read after 5 years of school , the only time i read.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Who Moved My Cheese? (The cover is the first pix above)</div><div style="text-align: center;">Totally make sense. My view in life begin to widen.</div><div style="text-align: center;">I now see things i didn't see before.</div><div style="text-align: center;">I know now this is not going to Continue. My day job will end, my second will end.</div><div style="text-align: center;">If i don't search for new formulas in life, i will end up like every common guy on the streets.</div><div style="text-align: center;">As my behavior, i will look for more books as this one ignites me.</div><div style="text-align: center;">"there will be more of this"</div><div style="text-align: center;">The second book, The Monk Who Sold His Ferrari.</div><div style="text-align: center;">I than realize, that i'm selfish all along. All i think about is myself.</div><div style="text-align: center;">I spend 200-300 RM for beer daily and i'm giving my mum 100 a month?</div><div style="text-align: center;">I spend all the time thinking about myself and i don't even care about my girlfriends' feeling?</div><div style="text-align: center;">I don't even know how old is my brothers?</div><div style="text-align: center;">I treat my house like a hotel?</div><div style="text-align: center;">The Third, The alchemist.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4Sn1D4aXnAMittIKJsHdtFp3QbiheZahFB29pYXgNY4jVCYxJR6dw-j9Os6bNSfPqrapH9f4M4ZPVYKdbpqffCWYTDa6-4kqGAPLpJ21QUquiYP8WtEMvq7p0-dDV_HUlhn-FasiwcVE/s320/alchemisdt.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 212px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598999247803332946" /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Now i know i don't always have to do what other/common people do.</div><div style="text-align: center;">I need to listen to myself, do what matters to me , not the trend.</div><div style="text-align: center;">I need to do things that i believe and take the risk and go into the dark area.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Dark area creates new opportunities.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I am now over that.... </div><div style="text-align: center;">I now have a more meaningful life.</div><div style="text-align: center;">I'm happy, I love my Life.</div><div style="text-align: center;">My family & friends love me like i love them.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Every RM matters.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Every job matters.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Even if i earn 2k a month, I'm Rich.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5jz1m-aUIABsCU02wZKrBxlg2deR4lLke-5XRTSj9awj77gZE8-hShGEaWyYXRxkTDxAhzLrhNg_b0SQ8gsHgcOxpojeTq29TxrtVRHOlryY-fQRO2TO-kYVpJdDha6MaL3LWo4dJaYU/s320/gorilla_02.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 255px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599000801851040466" /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div>Zabel Yonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07666912596953667795noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7816024912867686102.post-90086867191645512792011-04-16T22:26:00.005+08:002011-04-16T22:47:45.857+08:00The Human Weakness > Body Limits<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWkrX7O7IPiHvB6uWxXiSyOPfH1fSFsy4E3F8OnfASeD_VsSzJ-7TyEgyeLgQ3abdAZYMiIJKkewn96_cgz99NHBLEIORBbRfRr1OBYdZop_tvLoh-s4zVgZOtsO_9HPqRsSCcmv5gBFs/s1600/too+tired2+%25281%2529.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWkrX7O7IPiHvB6uWxXiSyOPfH1fSFsy4E3F8OnfASeD_VsSzJ-7TyEgyeLgQ3abdAZYMiIJKkewn96_cgz99NHBLEIORBbRfRr1OBYdZop_tvLoh-s4zVgZOtsO_9HPqRsSCcmv5gBFs/s320/too+tired2+%25281%2529.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596188556495490386" /></a><br /><div><br /></div><div>Human = Most intelligent being in this planet?</div><div>We can do anything, go anywhere.</div><div>Break speed limits and all those awesome stuff.</div><div>But for sure, everything has it's weakness.</div><div>Do human have weakness?</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><b>Yes We DO!</b></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >Imagine you have planned a system to achieve your goal.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >In order to get 100000kg Gold you need to dig 400000 kg of rock for exchange.(just an example) </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >You have everything worked out, all you need to do to achieve 400000kg of rock is to dig.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >so? You start digging....</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >To dig 400000kg of rock you will need 2000hours.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >Can you dig straight 2000 hours? without stopping?</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >(let's just say we cut the techno a side on this)</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >You will cause you will get to the Gold faster, but CAN you?</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >Your body has it's limit, you get Tired after 4hours, you need food to fuel your energy.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >That's the catch.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ></span><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgo-SOpA6V6A6nwEz1Pexb0hd03M5nex5L3zdDcquJwqTyh6V4WJlGYmKDczMX7hI32ipZW358kjo_480Xx0NzVGSWzlqPP2iUGC3EQ8ahIJSv_QMhLD-EcYAFOhsuGCYJb9X2-zVAvKA4/s320/f9eee25f44ded1de_tired-of-studying.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 242px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596191517355844994" /></div><div><br /></div><div>To study for an exam of a certain subject all you need to do is read and study the books.</div><div>Why need 1 week to study the whole book? Why not 24 hours straight?</div><div>Body limits, mind limits.</div><div>You get tired.</div><div>Tired makes you stop</div><div>Tired makes you think negatively on stuff you started off positive</div><div>Tired makes you wanna sleep</div><div>Tired makes you wanna quit</div><div><br /></div><div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgj-0KDJO3DnEaGoBUDZMzyqYdhLIxB_jWvMUwUjMbr-kb8s0XN2v4onO7954PlwRh9HcAG2N83a2TTRAnqWGqONcI7tlT34B0RmzpN7Q8lW0mCbGHfZbbFgAJvQp7yxZ2MDW1Y1k39ypk/s320/3347625402_0cb7675d0a.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596192695700557570" /></div><div><br /></div><div>If there's only a way for me to Prevent this weakness.</div><div>I'll be on top of this world looking to the sky and shout</div><div> " GIVE ME YOUR BEST SHOT!!!"</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div>Zabel Yonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07666912596953667795noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7816024912867686102.post-6935829943541566932011-04-10T23:00:00.004+08:002011-04-10T23:30:57.199+08:00Listen And You Become<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlkEaDmeLrKb7Zs_8REcMbBJEnqUzpaaB0jrT4oAEOTmUGw_7s_cX_Vq9XZVDtBMp6ZK-DRYo5_tgTEPGfLp8R__UePPFY9hcBZbocyrw2zaSWtT4an_NbQZUw8lYwh29dT7mCzg5TYAQ/s1600/rich-guy.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlkEaDmeLrKb7Zs_8REcMbBJEnqUzpaaB0jrT4oAEOTmUGw_7s_cX_Vq9XZVDtBMp6ZK-DRYo5_tgTEPGfLp8R__UePPFY9hcBZbocyrw2zaSWtT4an_NbQZUw8lYwh29dT7mCzg5TYAQ/s320/rich-guy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593971233042946482" /></a><div><br /></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlkEaDmeLrKb7Zs_8REcMbBJEnqUzpaaB0jrT4oAEOTmUGw_7s_cX_Vq9XZVDtBMp6ZK-DRYo5_tgTEPGfLp8R__UePPFY9hcBZbocyrw2zaSWtT4an_NbQZUw8lYwh29dT7mCzg5TYAQ/s1600/rich-guy.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"></a>Asian Culture, the rich get richer. The poor Gets more poor.</div><div>I read a book that i should have read years ago.</div><div>Rich Dad, poor dad. by Robert Kiyosaki</div><div><br /></div><div>Makes me realized some very critical point in my life.</div><div>Last 3 years ago.......</div><div>I'm earning more than i should have but i don't feel rich.</div><div>I can save more than 60% of my income even i spend them overly. I do the usual.</div><div>I work a day job and have a second. Put effort in the second and get a raise on the first. </div><div>I sacrifice My time. I sleep less. My family time was cut. I don't have time to do what i enjoy doing which is playing the guitar and recording my music.</div><div>Ok, i can be consider rich. </div><div>BUT................ I dont feel rich.</div><div>I felt the same, i still drive the same car. I still live the same life.</div><div>Later on, i get stressed out. I hated my life. I hate to work all the time.</div><div>WHERE IS MY TIME?</div><div>I spend money on beers and hanging out in clubs. I than spend money like running water out the tap. </div><div>After a few years. I realize 1 time. I don't feel rich because i don't consider myself rich.</div><div>That's all. Even i have money, i still am a poor guy. That's what i am inside. My mindset.</div><div>Poor Guy's mind.<br /><div><br /></div><div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhm9zzRClY0QLCHFwvjPMXk2SaxCTSpK9CXYdSbEzIooxPmbpyYheCkzEUe-Jdk404bNHUxKKrs4-bxLQpYkSXDG0Jb6aoOkJBVn9IpovvLks0jsvbyR96T5CFhvXuDrZOkWlSVg4png-Y/s320/stupid-mean-guy.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 246px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593971229872204354" /></div><div><br /></div><div>So...?</div><div>To be rich , you first need to think rich. That's all.</div><div>Think......</div><div>Then the action.</div><div>Think......</div><div>Only can you feel rich when you get there.</div><div>Think......</div><div><br /></div><div>Why i dont have that mindset?</div><div>I'm a chinese guy from a working class family. My parents. I love them very much but still they have poor money education. They struggle with money all their life.</div><div>They are poor in mind. I'm from that family, what else that i'm programmed to think?</div><div>If i listen to them, i'll end up like them.</div><div>To be great you listen to the great.</div><div>To be a Great guitarist playing the Lydian scale, you listen to Steve Vai.</div><div>It's Simple.</div><div>Everything is simple now.</div><div>I just need to listen to rich people.</div><div>And most importantly. I use my brain.</div><div>I think, i make differences, i now dont just follow.</div><div>I make decisions. Everyday. Either to be rich or poor with every Ringgit i have.</div><div>I dont wanna do the " Study hard and get a job"</div><div>I wanna " study smart and get money working for you"</div><div><br /></div><div>Traditional Way don't applied in this time. The ways are already more than 200 years old.</div><div>2011.</div><div>Internet is here, everything change. So as the way people should live their life.</div><div>The way they think about money.</div><div>Money = currency.</div><div>Currency = you don't own all the ringgit you have.</div><div>It's always own by someone to someone</div><div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxe2cliDX8k4z9YJc73p1F4BehYPKbiW6_2uUEJHFvoTiQrtNsFIRNCpAxVD4X9GyDNpZNUppI1ns_RKD1nOpxjA-mIIaWa5YLl2UPF_t_mDbzKoj4KWh6qqqD_HCamWhVI-oGZQU8pi8/s320/Bling_DJ_Gorilla.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593977695246830258" /></div><div><br /></div></div>Zabel Yonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07666912596953667795noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7816024912867686102.post-45142326667447316442011-04-09T07:56:00.005+08:002011-04-09T08:43:58.577+08:00The Balance > Of Life > In this Time<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1At0Kh1JErjLW4x1ghBX_a-b7zeIRe4f-gYxCuB1-8ECY9JzSSce8hfZdl-pTcLCrk8E2ET_F3QMIK99eFxCurtzk3j2Az-KVF1mjlZfQI_qHNwrtR7eCg6TlhPGiiS_6YUEbX05RyvY/s1600/balance-akt.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 246px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1At0Kh1JErjLW4x1ghBX_a-b7zeIRe4f-gYxCuB1-8ECY9JzSSce8hfZdl-pTcLCrk8E2ET_F3QMIK99eFxCurtzk3j2Az-KVF1mjlZfQI_qHNwrtR7eCg6TlhPGiiS_6YUEbX05RyvY/s320/balance-akt.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593367589145442530" /></a><br /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Balance......</div><div>simple 7 alphabet word that means everysides are of equal value.</div><div>It's easy to understand yet so hard to do.</div><div>I'm a musician trap in a corporate rat race life. Why i was in the company in the first place?</div><div>MONEY</div><div>Another trap from the world. Money keeps you IN the rat race.</div><div>Money let you think of security.</div><div>Everyone seeks security, the world trap people by letting them seek security.</div><div>Weak point. </div><div>Because balance is hard to obtain and being kept, people lessen the sides of balance.</div><div>Basic life balance pattern.</div><div><br /></div><div>Work Vs Life</div><div><br /></div><div>8 hours vs 16 hours(9 hours assumed that sleeping cost you 7 hours)</div><div><br /></div><div>High life balance pattern.</div><div><br /></div><div>Morning work vs Second job vs family life vs social life vs own life</div><div><br /></div><div>8 hours vs 3 hours vs 3 hours vs 2 hours vs 1 hour vs 7hours(sleep)</div><div><br /></div><div>The more you break it, the complex it's going to be.</div><div><br /></div><div>Notice that after the breaking, all effort are mainly focus on making money.</div><div>Later social life can be cut and put to second job, and later own life's 1 hour. Then we will use the 7 hours of sleep.</div><div>Who is selfish one in this picture?</div><div>WOrk</div><div>Work time never gets cut.</div><div>Why?</div><div><br /></div><div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8Sanx_I1xCwF7TfD2VdOz-AwfgpT5fdzNklVnvpigr9eCXokyu9RcD6k5LgrOnKc1olwtfJq0H1R7kz5dKy6VmX-lPbfpc8ZWg_GyjDrsfSgQGkDnQd7E5aePtDw-X1rq46GlvV-GX5g/s320/BeforeWorkAfterWork.gif" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 218px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593374914491831842" /></div><div><br /></div><div>Why everyone is afraid of cutting work's time.</div><div>That is like the main object's that slowing you down, making you can't do any other things.</div><div>Because of Security?</div><div>Cutting Work time is A big Challenge.</div><div><br /></div><div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYGjGVRJLqAZZCh_EM4J4dSaPa7FiPeRERLiqb459EO5tzsk4mlCJgEGXzYqQm606pvqFt4K7caKnTkik0rCGvwFnN6AwQNVDfDmAdsc4aytCgHECTeunJupQ0i2ogbAIQbItIgOJzNIU/s320/challenge_ident2007b.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593375966480098898" /></div><div><br /></div><div>I like BIG challenges.</div><div>Do you?</div><div><br /></div><div>I'm in a real world.</div><div>I hate gray answers.</div><div>I hate Gray areas.</div><div>I hate Phonies</div><div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtCIQmJOIZkWy45gXmOtRign7dZjSug6fAkWh4UWX8w1wpseWt3Uu1X2tXBVzB5IWB0ZHUnu7zAhJUow1uQJsiPQFFYHeb3E3tX7UFoi8diyg-Vsr64hsEYfsBSd7d8Ya-RESfmcUYFUk/s320/images+%25283%2529.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 275px; height: 183px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593377988462654146" /></div><div><br /></div>Zabel Yonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07666912596953667795noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7816024912867686102.post-42989956692702057692011-04-03T10:20:00.004+08:002011-04-03T10:39:53.907+08:00FATE > Your own Destiny?<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7ZU3rh0zPr25EzmR-_cgjnWt47DJrnc6LLAJvZQagaqadN-FPZ2veuLKyYPiZHWTzLFOCoUP2AhP4A61Gbg1ATfPB66NIGMmFUYytnvTdkKb3gkQqTWvSYMrzJ89PSnsDsHdUaHhXllM/s1600/fates.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 251px; height: 201px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7ZU3rh0zPr25EzmR-_cgjnWt47DJrnc6LLAJvZQagaqadN-FPZ2veuLKyYPiZHWTzLFOCoUP2AhP4A61Gbg1ATfPB66NIGMmFUYytnvTdkKb3gkQqTWvSYMrzJ89PSnsDsHdUaHhXllM/s320/fates.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591176864700768722" /></a><br /><div><br /></div><div>DO you believe in Fate? Not faith. FATE.</div><div>Means everything is written, your life IS Written.</div><div>Everything you do is pre-done. You just walk the life that is designed for you.</div><div>I thought about this when i was 16, come to a point i ask myself. So what i really want to do with my life, i can't do it if it's not written in my FATE? No wonder lots of teenager commit suicide after asking themselves this question. For me that time, i once thought of suicide but i got another side of me that seems to have another point of view. That side of me is furious, I'm 120% angry at this so called FATE. Fated to be, or what ever stuffs they say.</div><div>Lucky i got a book from a temple, Liao Fan's 4 lessons to change and decide your own destiny.</div><div>I started reading it and glad that there are people that concern about this FATE thing and try to analyse it and come up with solutions.</div><div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzCZCOz5xTC003NpqIj5FEY1mJPExyq2IQODeV69Y6CxzEbL05tnHRc3tUROyKaxQOJPF-r-VTqf8g-EToWvNwrPGEKBB9Va92nJueaYkbhbjDDAbjVlM-8CqaPQ3poh8iCAmEAXTyiYs/s320/complete_text_for_liaofans_four_lessons_by_liaofan_yuan_of_the_ming_dynasty_interpreted_b71a4cabab4ec9da6d6fd.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591180519756055426" /></div><div>The whole idea behind the book is that everyone determine his or hers fate/destiny. It seems that human normally blame everything that they can't achieve because of first try or lack of effort given to FATE. Human created this FATE to answer all that they don't understand or lazy to know. It's easy and comfortable to blame it on fate and blind ourselves.</div><div>After reading i made a lot of thinking.</div><div> <img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzuWuSylKRn9Pw5PZIS_vIhNS7U94YJNxi0KHcXJeHs003DmAtJm2hqoBvOh1KJvhxM1MAGH4uHm7mpoBgWSPqJqKiqbbFkeT2IzJXmdgGFS0yD3rCU49dbKwhcz-NcJNP7Gq6L3k8OME/s320/thinking2.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 270px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591180287938629666" /></div><div><br /></div><div>Ok, if FATE is something/rule. Meaning it can always be break. So i set my life differently that day, i do and think only what i think i true and make senses to my brain. I don't go for life counting, meaning reading your future or stuffs that is similar. I make my own life, i walk it i plan it like a man from the future.</div><div>FATE , i look at the sky and tell him in my thoughts. " What you design i will break to what i want personally" "Try Me!"</div><div><br /></div>Zabel Yonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07666912596953667795noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7816024912867686102.post-45760259285504179872011-03-30T22:34:00.008+08:002011-03-30T22:57:26.517+08:00Moods in Modes<div><br /></div><div>I have trouble learning what they called modes on the guitar, i know they are essential in my playing simply because i don't want to sound like the others cause i ran out of cool things that others can't do. So i came across the word modes in guitar playing. I know i was to apply while playing through changes in a <span class="Apple-style-span" ><b>Jazz</b></span> concept and i learn and memorized the names and fingering and octaves on the fretboard but i failed to understand them. I somply don't know what to you with them.</div><div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPZA9Cj9TmkyHPTBQdX3fJlkBkrghBGAd1y0g-cBZf_MGfL_iyfl1F09WMaOoDX0_BY7pVOKVFRP9ffn7vnHI6_jKJbnoSeWJDff0vIt_MSRM39FguMPmXWeLCWm-ta_t95jmNhMOszO4/s320/failure.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589882675884889426" /></div><div><br /></div><div>I tried so many ways learning them, with Frank Gambale's Modes no more Mystery . It became worst. After 2 years of study i decided to drop them modes and would just play solo's with the major and minor scales that i knew. Frankly , i felt bad. Every time when someone ask me about modes i felt my heart crying that i failed to understand them. Well, as always my desire kept me facing my failures. I decided to learn again, i say to myself " I will use up all the ways that end up won't work and then i'll find out the ways that will behind" inspired by Thomas Edison's Quote.<img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpARBuRa7qUNZDFJ3YhYvJp9qxsyNTI7qkrXwGRwE5tHQwa8k8w113qwrBr93C8N_Sgro68UJ3T32G23JQhGNR56ZBReZlwg3fcKNCi8qAmCyfa7zESJjgA020QkHimpezNfjXKOZRlRc/s320/mood-beams-little-cool-creatures-old-collection.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 234px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589884927630772034" /></div><div><br /></div><div>I soon discovered that the modes are in the major scales , they share all the same notes. SO what the heck that made them different? This time i'm investigating rather than learning what is given. Modes are about moods. Each modes gives you a different emotion when played. Ah ha...</div><div>Now i'm beginning to see the purpose of modes.</div><div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjApwseS8H7B2J2iPeztL6gKLdCArY3152nfyqQ8anaJ6MhGez3QqkHxfNLpODrgTb0UZPcVlqPNokfCSi410Wr4jdy5CR0ma6JmXwNk_NCLyn_isIzHCbCJXhUdPJ4Q4KxodKxi5TAT9E/s320/saupload_mood_swings.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 263px; height: 262px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589885808071090274" /></div><div><br /></div><div>The overall mode of one gives you a different story. Lydian is mysterious , Ionian is happy and bright, Dorian is lazy and after that i completely understand the whole concept of modes in a snap.</div><div><br /></div><div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSwo53WKlsGZwMax7T8qIq_MDhrHa50hrHPBujZkmDILVu1hBrZBNC6GuiGgjWPSiwF5fGRCPVeke9QOKx_7cATYqa2lcmqtX_cSW3Skq9pAWGaL4DalMu0GARmjHKHaPMf2sVRyqE5oI/s320/the-musical-modes.png" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 206px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589886346302786034" /></div><div><br /></div><div>Playing music is about expressing oneself, i failed to be sensitive on my musical side yet i uses my way of learning in academics to understand it. Music is natural, what you feel is music.</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >Cheers....!</span></div><div> </div>Zabel Yonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07666912596953667795noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7816024912867686102.post-84545156024601492022011-03-26T07:18:00.006+08:002011-03-26T07:53:46.529+08:00Widen my Guitar PersonaI was holding a 100plus can walking and taking sips. My friend, was too walking but he had a bag with a bass drum pedal in it and a small bass drum made out from milk can. WE were headed to his house, it's a small room in the flats. Old flats. All this while i was staying in land houses, so i got the experiences of how people behave when they share a rooftop. The stairs was ultimately dirty and the smells or urine everywhere. I was wondering, how can anyone stand leaving here? Cost of life increased, to stay in a land house the rent is at least RM400/month that time. It was 1999.<div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKj-MYyibdKt3XKs7B_sboik7hS_OX40OLenZjpXEBNQ6nuSZlsJxFi4kbodIH_9BfLMkXQTFT6-jNKsyLcwZ5sWAt08_gnUvrhhqN2-cFkZXP4rDiXs58oYsm-ACB_lmNrOccrYDWCR8/s320/5376093038_fb6acae9f7.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588163167424308322" /> The flat look some-kinda like this in the photo but not this one. walk climbed up to the 4th floor. He opened one of the doors and enters the house, i followed. I followed him home because he said his father wants to meet us, he told his father that we started playing music and his father happens to be a great drummer for some police band. He was a driver to some lawyer then. He was interested to meet us to offer some advise. At that time i don't think i need advise, cause i'm covering Metallica's tunes and i'm already learning to solo HEAVY METAL style, how cool was that? Ego runs through me every minute.</div><div><div> </div></div><div>His father, long face with curly hair. I shake his hand and introduce myself. </div><div>Without hesitation, he ask me "How do you play over a min7 chord?" . I was first stunned because no one have ever questioned me any music related question all this time except for grade 4 music lessons in school where they would ask about crochets and semi quavers. Secondly, I don't have an idea , even a hint or clue what a min7 is. Pawned to my root i kinda mumble a bit. to save my cool cause i was wearing an Iron Maiden T and black nails. After the mumble moment he knew i know nothing about his question. He told me, by playing only power chords and looking cool you only represent a guitar player from "Kampung". The word Kampung is from a Malay word, it means rural or redneck. Meaning to be, you are not going to go anywhere with that knowledge. "Frog underneath a Coconut shell"</div><div>He then got up and went to his room, i was still feeling very bad. Because for all this time, music and the guitar have been my life achievement, now everything i did and put effort on are just worth 10 cents? </div><div>Later he came out and showed me this book.</div><div> <img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiACfnyIuhCPXcaQitGHNzcf7h2mRYYfXq3FdhDgoRooLzvoN7q_kU1DExtORsUc68rervZcuPUiN-Q-TTbJl5LAtk551KEH61Q9tyKriVetpOQYOL4TmxXKKDPl24LFirv8vsmrM0fZ8g/s320/436092.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 227px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588166676669664322" /></div><div>But at that time, it was a photocopied version. </div><div>JAZZ GUITAR.</div><div>I never thought of Jazz to be a genre i would step into, it's old mans music. An excuse i made up because i really don't understand and don't take time to understand it. </div><div>Do you think only Open chords and power chords you know is enough? ok then tell me what constructed the major chord/ minor chord / what is a dominant 9th? Everything strike me as a lightning. I don't know. I really don't know. It seems that the world is so big. IT"S HUGE.</div><div>There are so many stuff than Metallica. He then told me, "Son, i proud of what you showed here to me, you didn't convinced me anything that you know. Heck you don't even make a sound. You just sit there with your brain full of question" Normally a teenager would fight back about Jazz being boring and I don't need to listen to you, I own my music." "You sit there showing me that your now realized that what you know now is enough, there's more, And i'm here to teach you how. I might not be a guitarist but i can show you how to be a musician. With your humbleness i know you will be a great one"</div><div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZivziya4HlOTBKeK2-z6KOKde42mNuG8N44_htS5yuZsN0Zopeth96wqgNDk0mjKOnAIEYUxZBRKSTTrwX5hZfya2X0i73Cx1RPITu6V3iYe0wWV3E8D3ZTAO_y2E_6suTfN_U-qgANg/s320/Smile.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 266px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588169115376285666" /></div><div><br /></div><div>For some reason, i smile back at him. I now know music is a journey, an aventure in my life.</div><div>As long as i'm living, i'm learning music everyday if i kept my secret weapon on. My humbleness in knowledge. I was never a showoff.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div> </div>Zabel Yonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07666912596953667795noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7816024912867686102.post-22319015145508202662011-03-24T15:13:00.006+08:002011-03-24T15:30:10.056+08:00TIME - Enough is 24hours/day?<img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWnRBr1hyphenhyphenmKDj6UeF0uT_kTfDXY_4-_ExRufA658Ga1Zm9XeeDwdK2oYaUyETo-eyDehFBAgHg5N7AMAwfGvCHGCIOuXQXOGToMUoMlejTnayp-CRJeetcNi_M7aITAE9OcaY1RzCogwk/s320/time-flies.gif" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 243px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587541882532215506" /><div style="text-align: left;"><u><span><span>Time flies? So many things to do, so little time? 24 hours a day not enough?</span></span></u></div><div style="text-align: left;"><u><span><span>I always heard about time, not enough time. Always so much thing to do, to me i realize that we are in complete control of time. Time doesn't wait but we can plan ahead right? Invest a little time to plan then we can utilize time to it's fullest. The problems always start within ourself and as nature do we blame them problems on others. There are always excuses about anything that we do wrong. It's time to take all the blame, embrace all of it and improve ourself. Time is always there to teach us, teach us to appreciate , teach us to be consistent and effective and help us improve and realize that life is too short to go on lying ourself and wasting it.</span></span></u></div><div style="text-align: left;"><u><span><span><br /></span></span></u></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvREIziT3-v_7RqrbznNH04EnCXoz-OLhJMlV8f55KPnwia6IXwv-5UnmUpZSq0bs8PXWLsRNTY7XDSmyAi8fOH2_jY0Efd_ZgA3yHpY6qQlXntXX9bM_G6qQnGEWiDbMxc8oFYhDuwkA/s320/daylight-saving-time-costs-billions.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 210px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587543630619494530" /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Time is mind sucking, the more you worry about time you waste time worrying. We only have afew years to live , why not using it to it's fullest? doing only what matters to us most, cherish our love ones, and find ourself without regrets during our deathbed. Happy to leave this world with our legacy. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" >80% of results comes from 20% of your actions, i always respected time. I honor them, i will go early for classes or gathering even i know if the others will be late, i don't do it to impress the others, i do it because i respect time. In the end it's only you and time. Others don't matters anymore.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>Zabel Yonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07666912596953667795noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7816024912867686102.post-29852026956874035622011-03-15T22:11:00.005+08:002011-03-15T22:29:45.649+08:00<img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4YpEQZ8QPBuZYo7hAFSqMmqm5g2rlYLS49W1E_8Fzlr7ePA6Ndot7jHHnJc6e_s5eOAZZPvUUcIwxDJTse_kZYIpjozmAQS5CJkKxvbF0qHp7MgistuXUEVFZxp9lh6fXnpTS6HmtqU4/s320/Catchcov.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 218px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584309501626057810" /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">With no particular reason i wanted to start back on my own blog posting, really, no particular reasons. I just wanted to blog. As i now spend more time blogging my companies' blog, now i wanted to have another side of where i can post just about anything, that's what the blog's intended to be right? okok.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Why catcher in the Rye cover as my image on this returning post? Just come to think about it that the whole corporate thing is a phony.<b><span class="Apple-style-span" > "Phony"</span></b> that's what Holden said, being not mature. They said of him. Everything he don't understand or dislike, he phony they. Not mature thinking? maybe. But i guess he is ok. Adults are mostly phonies to me, since i'm in a whole full of adults now. I started of respected them, you know how they brain wash you when you're little. I always thought of them to be very capable in their own fields. But it's a fantasy.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Yes i agree. Phonies. God Damn Phonies. Maybe not all of them but a 80% full of crap phonies that pretend to know something but actually knowing crap about it. </div><div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpcqEq2FFLtJgCrjAInrpVHYKC2SWhv0vj2OY2jbKrmJermxyV6ryi9QVJKtwMLFRlejbSQJgY1SKJphkIZVVFrDJLCzsNzzlZCKZ1OIUzRj3V4OTfqVzNssvdM5XXB9rv_FoO4luro6E/s320/big-phony.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 310px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584312412101434770" /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></div><div style="text-align: center;">O<span class="Apple-style-span" >MG, i can't help to think about god damn <span class="Apple-style-span" ><b>phoners</b></span>. They infest all the positions in the corporate ladder and make the real ones work their ass off.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" >If i have a chance, just 1 bloody chance. I will burn all of them.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" >BURN.</span></b></div><div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDButUqDBrOHTtGfMzpUzq07SFF582tGcpZ3usOYQQRihgbXiyNmN624c2PWPWAOe4Z99beSuOehbk1jDJ7_JHTryNovP58MSEzqnI6Sc6igH0pxWNTQJtsTQcOK-osZT9Hn_SwAOJ0Ks/s320/images+%25282%2529.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 259px; height: 194px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584313392553615026" /></div>Zabel Yonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07666912596953667795noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7816024912867686102.post-60012563356838981832010-04-08T12:25:00.002+08:002023-03-26T13:15:40.187+08:00Memorial Day<div><br /><br /><div>It was Sunday, i postponed my guitar classes so i can go pay my respect to my RIP grandmother in Nirvana Memorial Park. Once a year, i'm actually looking forward to it. under the hot sun, many people, full of cars. THe wheater is so hot, it can make you go insane. But i really look forward to it. To some people of my age, they don't really care much of ancestors, lost ones and etc.. They said to move forward and make money as all that is what really means in life.</div><div>To me, they are still stuck in the rat race, not knowing what life can be. haha pity them.</div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457621052321772162" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRcAbot9ntCyMjarAuodmgDkc8MIUB41hvYnHH3mvc6j_X-fBqzAtEeRG8p-jcyAFC5yiXS9LwSkRD-l3jriSieZD71I_jTs2t1_2bs-rQNVH9Y_kzLz05GfOnrqTN3y18tMYm2PtcO6A/s320/Image027.jpg" /><br /><br /><div>Anyway, i was walking with my grandfather, a guy that don't need to work much in his life. He told me on that day t\while looking at the hills from the park, he told me some names about the hills. Where he and his brother make way and live in there for a few years during the Japanese Occupation. They followed the Komunis because their parents are force to work for them. The 3 stars. Come to think of it, he lived a hard life. Praying everyday only for survivor. TOday kids pray to have a PS3 tomorrow, and don't like to eat. The world changes? or human changes?<br /></div><div>He still live now peacefuly in the same house for 20 over years. the porch is narrow and long.<br /></div><div>I still remember i spend some of my primary school holidays in that house. the motorcycle i sit as he brought me to places where i can buy sweets or bubble gums.</div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 154px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 241px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457621060061984002" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7KUtzi-xQo1ms2Fy6pJGUes5E9cd6zbd224rgY1_a1ydHumQjJ3Tc5MBFsg5KkusxbPVXwDO7a7dilu7phissCtX53HdZHd-icHCZBVFXlq36y6cnjT37nN-oTc5E227rMB_Mwz_qf_0/s320/Image028.jpg" /><br /><br /><div></div></div>Zabel Yonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07666912596953667795noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7816024912867686102.post-11996468642151341302010-03-24T15:10:00.003+08:002023-03-26T13:16:08.085+08:00Recording 2<div><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><br /><div>About the recording processes, i normally program the drums 1st, then i flag the verse, chorus, pre-chorus..etc so i have a very clear motive on what where and when i need to record. i will then record the bass, make sure the bass string is new or only 1 year old, we don't normally change bass strings often. Very costly, about RM100 per pack( mana boleh tahan change every month) :(<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYN1q88HIzPUQxT8bWJ7z8fEvEQiPJe07PxmEL8zTitMFXNMEg81bix205CfyT4oZbOFai_Z1byTW9-P0qeZ3j556yArw0LQOgkZ32eQ1bUjeCsJlL8TU0elRO5czDQYHE9mEcb1aKfac/s1600/multimix16.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 152px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 196px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452094674877291234" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYN1q88HIzPUQxT8bWJ7z8fEvEQiPJe07PxmEL8zTitMFXNMEg81bix205CfyT4oZbOFai_Z1byTW9-P0qeZ3j556yArw0LQOgkZ32eQ1bUjeCsJlL8TU0elRO5czDQYHE9mEcb1aKfac/s320/multimix16.JPG" /></a></div><div>Ok , then i will listen to it back and make sure the bass fit the drums fullfilling it's job. Then i will record the guitars, rythm then fills then solo. For solo, i will record more then 10 times, and take the best take or edit the best parts together. hahaha, then the vocals.</div><div>When it comes to mixing, rule number 1, apply a compressor to every track. </div><div>Then EQ, then balance all. Mixing depends on each situation.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRY-yUMPdLMkubRa7fctvgeq14bmsFGZ7YT1RVsv_BlPYmyW8erkTSagukQz6LiN1NbZoqSsaItEuyTgZw66aRDeXH1iQpMYQmqjSQw66eMQFt8peoDVdTTpWSwHETTDcx5adbrmuAWd8/s1600/podx3.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 145px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 101px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452094661161989234" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRY-yUMPdLMkubRa7fctvgeq14bmsFGZ7YT1RVsv_BlPYmyW8erkTSagukQz6LiN1NbZoqSsaItEuyTgZw66aRDeXH1iQpMYQmqjSQw66eMQFt8peoDVdTTpWSwHETTDcx5adbrmuAWd8/s320/podx3.JPG" /></a></div><div>Then i will rest for a few days, and then come back for a listen on the final mix. Sometimes you will listen to it differently. So i will come back a few times until i'm satisfied.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhy6Pqjg5LFj0hs2tXCoEiDpvhdchQqqhK8FT0OtmPBMbs05Brg2_gwQoNWnXtB9eB6RarudDkYpkOyjJJQISRJ6b7m1Ixo4WXefa9IRxhXcdnm8foDTSAd9_674WQHo4c-VHEzyGpjT3M/s1600/voxpath.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 157px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 162px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452094659351893922" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhy6Pqjg5LFj0hs2tXCoEiDpvhdchQqqhK8FT0OtmPBMbs05Brg2_gwQoNWnXtB9eB6RarudDkYpkOyjJJQISRJ6b7m1Ixo4WXefa9IRxhXcdnm8foDTSAd9_674WQHo4c-VHEzyGpjT3M/s320/voxpath.JPG" /></a></div></div></div>Zabel Yonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07666912596953667795noreply@blogger.com0