Kepada Hishammuddin Hussein dan Menteri-Menteri MELAYU:
KUASA ADALAH IBARAT SEBILAH PEDANG. JIKA IA SEKADAR DIGILAP, DIPERASAP, DISARUNGKAN DAN DIGANTUNG DI DINDING, BERAPA BANYAK PEDANG PUN YANG ADA, TIADA GUNANYA. TETAPI JIKA SEKALI SEKALA DIGUNAKAN, BIARPUN HANYA UNTUK MEMOTONG SEBIJI MANGGA, MAKA AKAN DIKETAHUILAH TAJAM TUMPULNYA.
Support Tabung Siti The staff and students of Sekolah Kebangsaan Taman Dusun Nyior have set up a small fund to help Adik Siti Amynur and her brother through this difficult time. The details are as follows Bank: Bank Simpanan Nasional Account Number : 05101-29-00012800-1 We urge members of the public to make a contribution to her. If you do so please sign this form below as a firm commitment to help Siti.
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In search of my personal identity in a multi-racial society...
Letters tell no story, because they do not know, from line to line, where they are going. What I writes is based on real experience, I expands the perimeters, imposing fable onto experience. At the same time as a new blogger I try to created a new truth. I'm able, through deception, to formulate a new identity, a new reality - a talent that the others lack.
You can say what you want, but what matters most is that the law is enforced to the letter. Bloggers needs to be more intellectual and relieved from the nostalgia and yearning for a lost world. We should be less preoccupied with being immersed in sad emotions or hatred.
When a writer calls his work a romance, it need hardly be observed that he wishes to claim a certain latitude, both as to its fashion and material, which he would not have felt himself entitled to assume, had he professed to be writing a novel.
As a blogger, I sail into the world's seas and settle on ports where our ships call at. It is part of our being human that we need to be assured of an identity. In a more philosophical sense, we need to know something of who we are. Yet to ask questions as to who we are, from whence we came and what awaits us when we exit finally from this world is to come up against ultimate mysteries.
There are only provisional, and to most people, unhelpful answers. To find ourselves incomforting, recognisable identities, however, is only to arrive at one part of a partial and provisional answer. There is the other life we have of the psyche, that we too have to come to terms with. This is the inner life of dream, symbol, and myth, a life that is as much a reality as the one we make out of our senses and rational intellect incoming up against the solid fact of the physical world. It is in this inner life that we have the possibilities of truly participating in the experience of all that is mysterious and inspiring of awe and veneration in the universe. And it is from this that we have to find the other part of a partial answer.