A History of God
Religion has always been a sensitive topic, here and anywhere for that matter. I'm pretty neutral about the issue, but has always held in interest in knowing more.
Recently I read a book written by Karen Armstrong titled "A History of God". In the book, she recounted the beginnings of the three main Abrahamic religions: Judaism, Islam and Christianity. Comparing the three religions we probably would know more about Christianity because of the prevalence of the religion locally; misunderstand Islam because, well, we are frequently exposed to news of them in a rather bad light; and we hardly know anything about Judaism or Jews.
Interestingly, after reading the book I'm more interested in knowing more about Judaism and astonished to realise how deviated many believers are in the religion of Islam. Surprisingly, I get the impression that of the three religions, Islam at its very beginning preached a attitude that was more compassionate and tolerant of others, including other religions.
Christianity, on the other hand, gave me the feeling that too many human hands had dabbled in the whole affair that it seemed almost... absurd.
Pardon me, that's just my own views.
With so many years of history behind this topic it's impossible for me to fully understand the topic through one book. Despite knowing more, the knowledge has made me realise that what I understand is really little. In fact, there's so much that has happened that I'm actually slightly confused!
Oh well.
If you're interested in the book, there's always the friendly neighbourhood library you can go to. A little tip for you: if you can't find the book, place a reservation on it using the computers in the library(the ones you use to search for titles).
A dollar and fifty-five cents isn't too much a fee to enrich your knowledge right?
Transformers
It has been 2 days since I've watched Transformers 2: Revenge of the Fallen.
The adrenalin rush is long gone, all that's left to remember are the certain memorable scenes and the story plot. And thinking back on the story plot, I realise that the show is like a mini ponzi scheme: it cheats you of your money, with you only realising it long after the event is over.
Freaking Michael Bay deserves a seat beside Madoff for that.
The Return of the King(again)
Muahahahahaha.
On this dark night when the birds are asleep and Michael Jackson laid to rest, I’ve finally decided to resume writing here. I’m sure none of you reading this would, in your wildest dreams, imagine me coming back, because no one would waste your wildest dreams on me obviously.
It isn’t exactly a sudden urge, because throughout this past year on hiatus I’ve got frequent pulses of the urge to start blogging again. I guess you can say that I’m some sort of exhibitionist too. However, of those urges I usually would ignore and go on with my life.
This time, however, I’m back with a vengeance. That’s right, the Fallen has returned and he will claim the lives of whoever stands in his way. It’s kinda embarrassing actually, having to do a goodbye and then, out of nowhere, come back again. No wonder the Fallen took so long to return to Earth.
But that’s beside the point. This time, I’m blogging with a new mentality and aims in mind. Firstly, I would like declare that from now on, I will blog in proper English. Or rather, as properly as I can. The reason is simple; I’m starting school, and no professor is going to give me an A if he sees all the singlish in my essays. This means that all the lohs the sias the lehs and what-nots would either be entirely barred from appearing in this blog, or appearing in italics to signify that despite their illegitimacy, I acknowledge the need for the usage.
Very anal right? THAT IS CORRECT. This is my second aim; I am indeed emphasizing that since I’m not nice, might as well extend it to everything else! Be anal! Be an asshole! Piss everyone off(but please do continue reading)! If you see any grammatical or errant usage of words, feel free to correct me at the expense of everyone seeing your comments and thinking you’re anal!
It’s the era of the revolutionaries because it’s either that or be reduced to the average Joe, working like a dog, only to contribute to the gold in the vault of those rich people.
What I think is that if I can live with myself under one roof for 21 years, why the hell can’t everyone else bear with me? If I can, yes you can! Woo-hoo.
I’m sounding delirious already.
So now, spread the word! Ring the bells! Make the calls! Sound the horn! For I have returned.
Test test.
