Category Archive: Questioning Faith

the conversations i have

the conversations i have

“God, I want to shag her.” I tell the stupid bitch whose mints I’m chewing. “So does my boyfriend.” she says, the both of us eyeing …

 

and they’re all made of ticky tacky

and they’re all made of ticky tacky

it makes you wonder who the real person is. it makes you wonder who plays the shadow, who suppresses the other. I’ve been doing an internship …

 

i suppose im no poet

i suppose im no poet

  there’s a place i wish i could find, a place alone with my mind, where there’s no one who’s near or far, no one to ask who you …

 

Yoga is the Devil’s Morning Exercise

Yoga is the Devil’s Morning Exercise

The third page of today’s Star paper has probably one of the most absurd reports of the year: “The National Fatwa Council will come out with …

 

Reflecting

Reflecting

I have the ambition of not wasting this life without contributing to the betterment of society. It does not have to be the substantial climatic …

 

I look like Lim Kok Wing

I look like Lim Kok Wing

So I wenth and goth myeth hairth doneth… Previous Next Candid picture of me, 37th try. So apparently today’s Bar Council Forum regarding conversions of the Muslim …

 

Why I do not support BN

Why I do not support BN

I was driving the car up to the Shell above SMKSU for a tank fill-up, when I passed by the ever-growing mosque inside the school. …

 

Apa songkok?

Apa songkok?

This Mufti (I’m not sure what it means, but I suppose a respected person with knowledge of Islam) lectures people who overreact and amok over …

 

Orga, not mine.

Orga, not mine.

Come away O human child To the waters and the wild, With a fairy hand in hand. For the world’s more full of weeping, Than you can understand. -A.I.

 

Buddha Fist

Buddha Fist

I was at Sunway yesterday, picking up some stuff I needed. While emerging from Asian Avenue (and by Asian they really mean LaLa Avenue) I …