I just went out to buy myself ever-so-famous Ramli Burger. As I stood there, I couldn’t help but feel compelled to chat with the burger flipper. However, I didn’t want to be rude. Hence, a tug-of-war between conscience and mind began.

Firstly, let’s state the facts. Both the burger flipper and I are human. I can’t imagine myself working whole day without at least indulging in a bit of small talk. Therefore I conclude that the burger flipper shares that same human need of interaction. Then out of nowhere, this thought came to me, : I’m a middle class chinese and he most probably is a lower-middle class malay. The implications are deeply disturbing. Not only am I judging the burger flipper based on economic class, but I am also judging him based on his race.

This is extremely dangerous thinking. In the context of Malaysia, wealth and race are interlinked. Chinese are perceived to possess greater monetary power compared to Malays while the malays are perceived to possess greater political power.

The older chinese community (also non-malays in general) have suppressed their feelings of envy over the years for the sake of national peace are now finding it hard to explain to the up-coming generation of chinese youth why racial favouritism instead of equality is embraced. On the other hand, the malays are finding it hard to let go of the advantages that their forefathers have blessed them with through the special rights provided in the Constitution. Hence, a sense of entitlement has develop and has led to complacency.

The solution is simple yet it is the most complex of all other options. Malaysians must love each other as they love themselves. It sounds crazy only because the chief focus of the problem at hand has always been on the aspect of the fair division of wealth and opportunities across all races. It is this “first, give me what I want” attitude that cripples all efforts to overcome the racial divide.

To illustrate, consider a human body. When the left hand has something that the right hand wants and vice versa, can the left hand be expect to get it if the right hand also expects to receive at the same time. One party has to give in first. But nobody wants to take the risk which is understandable. Should something go wrong, the person or group of people that initiated the move would become scapegoats and be blamed for the decision even though it was not their fault.

Interestingly, we must take note that it is neither the fault of non-malays or malays that the current situation has developed. But it will be our fault if we let it perpetuate. No one gets to choose his race when he is born neither does he choose the rights and qualities that his particular race possesses. I believe our starting point has been destined by God. However, it is our finish point that we have to decide on.

Such a decision is by no means a piece of cake. We will be exploited, we will be ridiculed and we will be wrongly accused. But isn’t that what’s happening already? Might as well take in a bit more and sow the seed of love and heal the bad blood between races that will some day kill Malaysia.

In conclusion, the problem of the Great Divide has always been an issue of the fear of loss of what is at hand and the fear of missing out on what is not at hand. Malaysia has to break down the current system and return to the basics of being ONE nation. It should be Malaysians uniting under one Jalur Gemilang instead of many races uniting under one Jalur Gemilang. Hopefully, Malaysians will stop seeking racial and religious tolerance in the near future and start focusing on building relationships with each other that are sincere, full of love and testified with deeds.

A week ago I was cleaning up the drain in front of my house as it was becoming stuck. So at first I used what I’d call a drain broom(?). Well it’s a long stick with a curved brush that’s suitable for scrubbing drains attached to the end. When I first started scrubing, a lot of …erm… drain poop. It was disgusting. But, I felt like I was on a roll! I was scooping tonnes (okay, well maybe not tonnes, but I’m sure it was at least a few kilogrammes) of drain poop!! With careful use of a hoe and the drain broom, I managed to remove most of the bigger blops of drain poop.

Then there were roots from the trees that grew beside the drain. My mom said that I’d have to chop it off or not the root will crack drain. So I took a butcher’s knife (one solid kilogramme of brute semi-rusted steel!!! Now that’s masculinity!!) and butchered the roots. Then next I broke the drain brush when I tried to brush some stones that seem to have sunken into the drain. This was when I realised the sediments had solidified and now had formed a layer of what I first thought was cement and was part of the drain. Since, the hoe could not fit the drain as the drain was curved and the drain broom was broken, I was left with no option but the butcher’s knife. And butchered the sediment. It took me 20 solid minutes to remove ONE INSANE FEET of that stuff.

As I was butchering the drain poop, I was asking God, :”Why so hard one? So difficult to remove.” I was expecting sludge. Not concrete. I was then reminded of the verse quoted by Pas. Kwan that sunday morning, “…and all of our righteous acts are like filthy rags;” (Isaiah 64:6). And God spoke to me and said,: “See that (drain poop/slugde)? I removed the top layer. That was the easy part. Now to remove the bottom layer, the layer that has hardened.”

To put it simply, I feel that God wants to do a deeper work in my life. I realise, acknowledge and confess that all my acts of kindness and good are as pure as a dirty floormat. The truth is that deep inside me the evil ways of the world have hardened. Removing this layer is going to hurt. God showed me through the tools I used. He said,: “At first you used the soft brush, now you use a butcher’s knife.” I don’t know what God’s going to use. But I know it’s going to hurt. It will work out for the best. So to everyone, I’m sorry that I’ve been in a bad mood. I’m fighting a battle against my greatest enemy – the selfish side of me. I don’t know how long it’s going to last. But I know it’ll end.

p.s. throughout the “enlightening” experience, it stank like a skunk wearing skunk cologne for extra stench.

We from fuzzimuzzi have decided to replace Cheng Yee with a temporary fill-in until we have ended negotiations with Cheng Yee. Introducing, Cheng Yee’s replacement: Cheng Yee.

Hi, this is my first time posting on a blog. I used to be incharge of the sms department. So the large keyboard needs a bit of getting used to.

It’s been pretty busy. I find that nowadays I’m investing more in human relations rather than studies or music. I don’t know. My mom recently read this book that talked about a professor of psychology who was stricken by a nerve-wasting desease. On of his ex-students went back to visit him. In short, that ex-student’s life was change as weekly he visited that professor who shared his wisdom in the area of life – invest in human relationship.

I can’t say I’m the nicest guy in the world. I can’t say I’m kind, gentle(BAHAHAHAHA!!!), loving, peaceble, patient or self-controlled. But I can say I try. And as in Romans 8:13, by the power of the Holy Spirit I can work against my natural instinct to be self-centred.

There’s just too many things to write. I’ll blog again when I’m more focused. For the mean time, Lydia asked these questions on her blog, (I supplied the answers):

1. Can you cry under water?
Yes. Crying involves the physical excretion of tears and distortion of face mixed with negative emotions (usually sadness). Thus the surrounding environment would not affect it.

2. How important does a person have to be before they are considered assassinated instead of just murdered?
Important enough.

3. Why does a round pizza come in a square box?
It is easier to spread dough evely by making it round. Thus pizzas are round. It’s costlier and more difficult to make pakaging round and it’s difficult to store. So they are square.

4. Why is it that people say they “slept like a baby” when babies wake up like, every two hours?
Babies sleep peacefully. The figure of speech only refers to that aspect and not the length of the sleep. If wanting to refer to length, use “slept like a log” instead. because a log is dead. forever.

5. Why do people pay to go up tall buildings and then put money in the binoculars to look at things on the ground?
Because it would much more difficult to climb up a roof to see things from that angle. Plus, we pay so that we don’t have to use the stairs.

6. Why do doctors leave the room while you change? They’re going to see you naked anyway.
It is more of a practice done for the patient who maybe uncomfortable with the fact that someone is looking on and that they are shy.

7. Why is “bra” singular and “panties” plural?
Panties is not plural. It’s just the way it’s spelt. It’s just like asking why is “children” singular when it’s actually plural. (Singular is child)

8. Why does your voice sound different when you’ve just woken up?
Many reasons. Your throat maybe dry or your voice has not warmed up yet. Usually is the latter.

9. Do you think Jesus, in His whole entire life here on earth, ever had feelings (like, romantic feelings) for a girl/woman?
Hmmm. I don’t know. Best answer for this solution is to ask Him ourselves when we cross over.

That’s all folks!!

Woohoo!!! Bring it on!!! Have been playing the demo of Redneck Kentucky!! So cool!! It’s about a game where chickens are taking over the world!! So you get a shot gun, and fire at will!! Some of the chickens fly some of them run, but most of them get shot. =) muahaha!!

Sigh. playing that game to get rid of stress. Alot of things are happening nowadays. I guess one of the things I realised is how obsessed with my fish hobby. I’m not crazy over fish. To me, my fish hobby is similar to painting.

You start out with your empty canvas, which is an empty fish tank. You can create whatever sort of habitat you want to. You can move things here and move things there. And what’s more, you’re creating a habitat where there are living creatures. What you decide to put in there will affect the inhabitants of the tank in the way they live. It’s sort of like playing with Lego. But in Lego, once you’re done building. You have to pain stakingly stage and play out your story.

With fish, once you build it. The actors/fish will start their own story. Stories of swimming together, feeding, running away from bigger fish and hiding from the big weird fella on the other side of the invisible wall.

Well in a way you can say that it’s sort of like playing Simcity or even Sims. But unlike computer games, you may not always get the fish to do what you want them to. Which is fun. There’s always an element of surprise. But when things go your way…. =)

It’s not all just art. It’s also science. In my world, I love it when smart science creates good art. Something that God does often with sample works appearing all over the world like rainbows, cloud formations and my personal favourite: auroras.

But this life is not mine, and I’m a citizen of Heaven. I’ve to build my life on the Rock. So I’m letting go. I’m folding up my fish project. All who want to buy my fish/fish tank please let me know soon. Before it’s too late.

Fuzzimuzzi.com will like to apologise to all clients of fuzzimuzzi.com – tees! division. The T-shirt project has been called off. Unforeseen costs has pushed prices up to RM26 per t-shirt. Hence this project has been deemed unviable and not in the interest of fuzzimuzzi.com. Thank you for your support and sorry for the dissapointment. Your orders have been canceled.
We are currently trying to locate Mr. Lim Cheng Yee. He has not been answering calls and cannot be found at his home. We suspect he is avoiding fuzzimuzzi.com for the fear of action being taken on him for the failure of this project(and also the fear of being stoned to death). Please contact us if you have any news of him. Thank you.

The plan of God which has been revealed through Christ is to reconcile human kind back to Him. God wants to be more than a god, He wants to be our father. I think that most people don’t understand this because our fathers here on earth are not perfect and are a far cry from God. We think a father is a man who is suppose to take care of you and love you. Yes, that’s what a father should do. But fathers are to be love to their children. They are to be a person a child should know intimately.

A god is revered by humans to be a powerful far away being that can bless or curse us. We usually seek them for our own personal interests. God wants to be more than just a god in our eyes. God wants to be more than just a father to us. He is love. Thus He wants to be our love, love us, be love to us. But no matter how much He loves us, because He has blessed us with freewill, we can choose to accept it or reject it.
Therefore in His plan to demonstrate to us that He is serious about loving you and me, He planned Good Friday as the ultimate display of love.

On Good Friday, Jesus went through (I dare say)every single form of hurt that can be inflictated on a human. He was abused physically with beatings and spat on. He was abused emotionally by the accusations and insults thrown at Him. His flesh was torn into ribbons by the whips that were used to hit Him. He had a crown of thorns pierced into His skull. He bled profusely and pain was probably the only thing He felt. Nails were hammered into His arms and feet to lock Him to the cross. At that time, the pain He had experienced would have caused Him to grind His teeth so hard, His teeth were cracked. He was strip naked in front of the crowd. And because of the rough treatment, His genitals probably would have been touched or abused in some sort of way by others. His mother witnessed His cruxifixion. He had to see His mother watch Him die. He was abandoned by God for a period on the cross. In His darkest time, God left Him. Something which God who is faithful has not done to anybody else other than Him. That’s right, God is with you, regardless of whether you know it or not, love Him or not, believe it or not.

Why did Jesus do this? All this was so that no matter what you have experienced before, whether rape, abuse or betrayal, He can say to you: “I fully understand what you are going through and I love you.”

Behind the brutal reality of what was done to Jesus, lies the beautiful story of God being who He is. He is Love. How would you respond? I know my response. I have trusted God to be my saviour and protector for the rest of my life. He is my Father in Heaven, He is the Love that’s sufficient for me in this lonely world.

Good Friday is really good.

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