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Zero Fit

Today I walked into an Indian Barber and left with a new hair terminology. All I wanted was a usual haircut that would make me look like I’ve just enlisted with the army. This new young guy, on a slightly weighty side, took twice the time to shorten my hair. He’s not as fast and fluid as the older guys, so maybe he’s still raw? I was the last customer before he’d go for his lunch, as earlier, he had told an upcoming customer to “come later”. He seemed to be on his last leg before running out of calories. I didn’t mind the speed. I wished he’d given me a quick massage before ending his job with me. What came as a shocker was that he had asked for 20 bucks, stating something about “Zero Fit”. Depending on locations of the barbers I visit or just barber luck, I’ll be charged either $8 or $10. So today, I was levied twice the amount for a new marketing terminology. I’m convinced a haircut is just that: cut the hair, make it shorter, or balder. I did not request this young guy to make me look like Lady Gaga. A haircut is a haircut is a haircut, no matter what marketing cowdung those experts told you. No amount of hairstyle or hairdo or clothings will make me a better glorified human. Only hardships and GOD can do that. I’ve lived almost 5 decades of lifetime to understand this. I think that this young chap will soon arrive at Zero Customer. Not every person was born Bill Gates or Warren Buffett. You can’t always catch customers who think they’re superior cause they got a phone with a fruit logo on the back. Someday, these same folks will literally grow old out of this fallacy. With rising inflation and shrinking income and creeping political madness, cheap and good is the wisdom of the age. Don’t let any advertising crap tells you otherwise.

Party

The pupils are dilating.
Fragments of light orbiting.
The lads are gyrating.
The lass are swinging.
Should I eat more pudding?
Or go for more mingling?
The music keeps playing.
Till my ears go humming.
Everything is boring.
I can’t stop yawning.

Funny Poem

I’m writing a funny poem.
Ha ha ha.
It’s really really funny!
Ha ha ha!
But from you, o reader?
Ha ha ha?
A smirk and a shrug …
Ha ha ha …

Dessert Street, Ipoh.

36, Jalan Carey, Taman Jubilee, 30300 Ipoh, Perak, Malaysia.

The KING of Israel

The GOD of the universe is the King of the Jews and the GOD of Israel is the King of Kings. On that Day, HE will descend through the clouds and all eyes will see HIM. Those who long for HIM will leap like calves from the stall and those who hate HIM will be burnt to ashes. All the kingdoms of this world will be broken and HE will rule the nations with an iron scepter from Jerusalem. HIS name is JESUS. Through Him all things were made, and without Him nothing was made that has been made. Repent, and call on HIS name for forgiveness of your sins and salvation of your soul.

GOD our Lightbulb

GOD is our lightbulb. To have God is to have light. God is like the only lightbulb in the house and if you turned Him off, you’d be left in the dark. You will see nothing, hear nothing and feel nothing. You will grope and fall and lose your way.

Many people are in the dark because they do not have GOD. If GOD suddenly appear, HE will become like a spotlight and they will all run away. They have spent too long a time in the dark, gotten very used to it and even enjoyed it. They have morphed and produced out of their forehead a tentacle at the end of which is a mini lightbulb which glows in the dark to attract passerbys and before they know it - chomp! - find themselves gobbled up whole into a dark abyss.

I guess I am also in the dark ya. Maybe because I have not been to church for very long time. Maybe because I’ve not done what I’m supposed to do or not done enough. I mean it’s all just feelings, right? It’s hard to go back to church. Too many variables, history, people, tasks. So I see GOD as a very distant dim light, there, but ever so faint. Perhaps in this dimness, I learn to walk by faith and not by sight? But GOD has always been with me, giving me a life I never deserved, pushing me forward to His Truth, just enough of a torchlight so I can slowly inch towards Him.

I hope GOD never turned off His Light on me.