Saturday, 27 January 2018

Keeping the Faith

It has certainly been a great year for me.
From a standpoint of anyone; I am still the same unemployed jock and alarmingly close to wondering how on earth I could hole myself up in Taiping for another year. I couldn't have done it by myself, as I have to give glory to His name with His love for me as how I managed to live by faith and paying forward the love given to others.
I am amazed by Him in what He has made it possible to me in times of need and the constant protection and provisions.

To the uninitiated; I am pretty busy doing His works day in day out. Yes, secularly it does seem why am I wasting my time not making money like any other person, or building my own dreams by being in the rat race; but I am well-aware in my doing His good works coupled with sporadically (and blessed) given chances to do my multiple pipelines (although, to be honest, most of it are non-duplicables; but hey, i am grateful for the things and money coming my way )

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(update ~ late January)
As I am resuming this composition (since it has been stuck on my G.Keep for weeks) in a café nearby my rented room in Sect.14 PJ, I am on my first 6 days here (well, not counting the 2 separate consecutive work weeks being down here as Mr. MT Suitcase in hotels (and occasional motels) and it has been an adventure thus far.
Office is in KL city center, yet this week I've yet to touch the office but rather doing mobile offices in cafés wherever I wish (or afford anyway)
The Lord showed His way and guidance, evidently in how I get to the room as it is finely situated in between a good location between a LRT station (which is my main commute, coupled with GrabCar and OBike) and Lifeline Harvest Church (which has a night course that I felt-led to attend since last year) and additionally as I being the dumb-fool I am; found out there's another church that I would definitely want to visit; I am even nearer to this Kingdom City church.

I am looking forward for this (these few) season(s) working in KL and travelling back to Taiping indeed as I know have Him this time around and it will definitely be different, hallelujah!

Monday, 6 November 2017

Disappointment/Attainment

Talk about disappointments, came home last night after that 1-nil defeat to Chelsea and basically just sunk myself into the bed and tried hard not to touch the phone (and check twitter feeds and articles  about the match)
To be honest, I found myself thinking that I really am starting to doubt United could ever come back into any game once they got behind, finally after all these transitional years. It was hard to admit that I, the now-casual fan, the ever believing in our epic comeback belief and 'standard', that as of last night I was still meditating on the positive that they'd somehow turn that deficit and finish the game with 3 points but it just went on and on that I had the dread that, yes, it is true I shall admit I would be willing to boldly say "phew, what a relief, what a lucky save from defeat" rather than the old "I knew we can do it!"  
Read some articles before that Mourinho doesn't really have a good record of coming back from the (half)dead, and I suppose that is a major factor in me finally conceding that the fighting spirit isn't as it used to be, well, ditto the other 2 nincompoops before him; that's another level of frustrations (and heaps of it) then.

okay, enough football.

The previous week was a bit a of disappointment too, I was down for an extended full week of fever-cold-cough hybrid, busy as ever; but I had to postpone a couple of things to this week, thank God for the in-betweens that I was well enough for certain activities throughout the week that required certain health status, I mean, I know right. There by the grace of God, really a case of it.
But praise be to Him, I went through pretty well, and as I woke up today I feel like a million bucks and ideas aplenty for the week! Hallelujah

But since I am on here about disappointments, I was pretty messed up with them feels some time ago, I suppose 2 weeks back? Mayhap it culminated in me falling sick and didn't get in the right frame of mind to get out of it; hence being sickly for the duration, I mean, I thanked God for the time to rest and heal my hurt and really reflect upon things (or thangs, ala Rick Grimes) and even to try and practice what I preached (oh yes, I missed out on writing about my little sharing a couple of days ago! watch this space) 

I was a wee bit discouraged in the sense that my designs weren't getting anywhere somehow, it kinda happened sometimes I suppose; and since it happened pretty much back to back during that period it did affected me in such a way that perhaps I ain't that good in copying styles, and thanks to my ego of thinking designs are basically re-using other styles and incorporate it in a new canvas per se, it certainly didn't help when I kinda put much thought on it and I always thought this year itself my designs has been inspirations from my many meditations with Him and it has and felt time-and-time again that it really is something fresh and somewhat attractive and I've really progressed as compared then. But you'd be sure the Devil or the devil in you would inexplicably make things a bit of a self-searching somewhat; I suppose I'd take it as I've been having little victories here and there and somehow I'd fall, when I did it for my own glory, yes? I would say this wasn't the case, and I'd take criticism well I suppose; but being human, I'd fall nevertheless eh?
Short version: went through 2 bouts where I questioned whether I am on the right path; it gave me a good wake-up call indeed. I was having a round of building castles in the sky (can't brain what was the Arabian Nights equivalent at the mo') when I was so bent on calculating what are the 'riches' (hey, RM150/job is good money right now) would be once I nailed that one gig, but alas it was disappointing indeed when I didn't receive a single reply from the potential client. Furthermore, the self-doubt kicked into effect when I ostracized myself for sharing the testimonial of my alleged triumph in creating the 6 variant designs in a day with the inspiration from the Lord; and to add salt to the wound, I received a comment on how visually stunning it is to compare the graphics done by so-and-so church and getting ideas from so-and-so mega churches from KL; and yeah, it kinda kicked this ol' dog further down the rung when I've been following these fellas and accommodating a more traditional approach recently since most of us aren't used to it when the actual is upon us (I used to copy and simplify to minimalist styles for trendier distribution; but it kinda missed the plot as I'd have to add more 'details' to clutter my designs) and so I was quite discouraged.

But then again, as I think, thank, (speak) tongue, try, trust and triumph in the Lord, this is a good opportunity as I see the light of how I should pick myself up from my own self-wrought prison. With the advent failure of getting that gig; I have a good look at the designs I made (of course there is a tingling curiosity to check their new ads from now on) and kinda realized it is another sign that I should start to continue being serious about this MSI and build my own portfolio. I mean, I know a bit of website making at the moment (and learning more hopefully with the next church project) and all in all I could even start a site without committing to a domain , as yet. 
All hope isn't lost, eh? hallelujah

I thank You Lord, for this, amen!

Trainspotting much?




Tuesday, 31 October 2017

of Weeds and The Devil's Grass

And so..

Yep, I've been busy and today would've probably gone if I don't get my ass off the red ball and open this tab and just report in, eh?

This morning I was up about 7-ish and by 8:30am I found myself at Sis. Michelle's house; and spying a bit on the progress (or rather desolution) of what I finally did last Thursday squirting some carefully and expertly concocted weed-killer to umm, kill them weeds. I remember clear as day that I've been postponing it for weeks; I reckon it must've taken me a good month and a half (thanks be to our lovely Taiping RAIN) and of course, the recent heatwave that affected the country to mess up my excuses.
No way I am a constant gard'ner, amigo!
I mean, it wasn't as if I would never get around in doing it; I was just bidding my time since I was practically very busy with other things and this is technically a chore; and I am sure the great Lord impressed upon me to "Hey, promises Kevin, promises"
So anyway, back to the weeds of the house. Apparently it is either they (the weeds, not people) are tough bastards or somehow the bottle of poison just ain't poisonous enough. I mean, I took a bloody good care to sight-pour (bar terminology aka skillfully pour by sight to accuracy) and even on most occasions (mixed a total of 5 rounds, since I used a 1.5ltr PET bottle) I kinda deliberately allowed an extra 3/4 ounces more...but I suppose that bit of rain that drizzled later that afternoon nullified it?
All evidence points to what akin of me giving them weeds a fashion make-over as I saw those rascals (weeds, not people) sporting some blonde streak to their green overalls.
I shall not give much grievance to them weeds; just you wait. Hopefully not the next month or so I shall be on Round Two Operation Desert Blades.

So, anyway, back to 9am this morning, they (people, not the weeds anymore) bundled into my oddly scented and still dirty car and off we went to Aulong market, which I practically has not even seen it before in my supposed 30 year ever since moving here when I was a wee lad. It was a lengthy affair as Michelle was getting some clothes from the stalls; and by noon (finally) we swung by the church and dropped off the pastry blessing to the office and Ps. B before heading our way to town for fruits and packed meals.
Ps. B was surprised that I have been helping Michelle out for about 2 months now (give or take) and my weekly routine (minimum once a week) of picking her up for appointments, bank runs, mixed food & fruit runs, and other miscellaneous things.

With the sun running up I suppose I dropped them back at Zenith Park (awesome name for a housing area eh) and drove homeward by 2pm. Practically drained of batteries and postponed things (and thangs) pending and had a pretty good nap, thank God!


Tuesday, 10 October 2017

Heidi's birthday week / The Dark Tower with memories of her

Happy birthday Heidi. Another birthday we didn't get to celebrate for you. I couldn't remember what did I do last year, I suppose I might be watching (or kept it till then) 11.22.63 to reminisce your fond memory, then. With the heavier schedule (well, mine. and also the slew of S.King's movie /series adaptation) this year, I've been constantly reminded how great it would be to go through these favorite adaptations and general releases and of course, what the family has been going through.

And with the new seasons of the Arrowverse (and the amazing part is Harry has started Arrow all by himself this week too, will wait a bit to let him know that we watched it on your final few months) coming back this week as well; I need to get around to watch at least one of the following that I've been keeping about when I am in a proper mode (aka distractions nada mode)  
Thus far I've been keeping your much-awaited Pirates of the Caribbean 5(or 4 if you prefer to call it) and the much-surprising The Dark Tower. Well, it was fortunate of me to be blessed with a screening of IT earlier the month, and it was superb indeed and I am sure you would be happy with the new adaptation of splitting the 2 timelines apart, as I did.



I finally watched The Dark Tower, amidst the negative reviews online and various bashing and those click-baitey '10 Worst Movies of 2017' nonsense that almost always has a thumbnail of this movie.
That's why we can't have nice things, eh?

Fantastic cast for Roland (I mean, Idris Elba is a joy to watch, and never failed like EVER!) and certainly Matthew McConnaughey (bah, sorry hard to spell and can't be bothered to check) exudes the sexiness of Marten/Randall Flagg/The Man in Black(okay too many names right?), and certainly the 'extra' flashback scene of reciting the gunslingers' creed with papa gunslinger sent goosebumps to finally hear it on a beautifully sequenced movie. Oooh! (good thing the blue-lit bullets/sandalwood guns were only added to the awesome trailer, and not for the movie HA!)

As I was watching it, my mind's eye (ear) did recall and re-imagined you pausing between scenes to check or say something is missing from this adaptation as with any other in the past, and most certainly "where is Susannah & Eddie" even I do admit I felt it when I look at the screen time of hour and a half.
Nevertheless, I am sure you will enjoy it too, as we know most definitely a bullet to Walter O'Dim would only keep him/it down for a while, and I am sure (hopefully there are sequels) the ka-tet would be complete on the next few movies.

I am sure, too, that you would beam when I'd tell you there will be a TV series prologue based off our favorite Wizard & Glass with the same cast (wow) ,well, only Idris Elba haha!

Until then, I say thankya sai and Happy Birthday up there, A Chi

Monday, 9 October 2017

October-ytes

clearing my desktop time of the week, instead of just dropping some of these in their respective folders (and forget about them for some time) I suppose that little voice/or maybe just reminded about what a few persons did say to me, 'dude, how about you start your portfolio?' well, not in that sentence as-a-matter-of-fact, it generally meant that as I answered myself in their own voices/finishing their sentences whenever I have these little snippet epiphanies such as these. It is completely normal, ain't it?
Or it least I get my constant reminders. It still matter if I actually do something about it, eh? which I normally wouldn't and the cycle completes itself and further along someday another improv-ed mini epiphany would roll about.

anyhow,. as I am in the midst of playing about the few site-makers today, (kinda long overdue-d yet without a deadline kinda thing; however I shall prevail today, fingers-crossed) and so I have my hands full and shall proceed to upload and store some of my digital designs that I am not-too-ashamed-of-to-share these few weeks back and by golly I did quite a bit in this period. Praises to Your name!

with translatin' assistance from Harry!
October is for Thor:Ragnarok, nobody got my reference of the color, oh well, November will have to be that team-up movie for them DC members to catch then

some of the marketing collateral for FGB event

I've started to get church-assigned graphic tasks too, yay!




Sunday, 8 October 2017

Chance

Away
He looked at me, troubled. But he kept his composure and smiled. Tried to, as he had tried the days before when he got over late to see me. It isn't fooling me, I know something is broken, something is broken inside him. I wish I could tell him it will all be alright. That I don't blame them, and I understand.
We went for a walk, and that was a good walk as good as all the walks we ever had. The breeze was soft as feathered throws and with it came a crisp scent of thousand blades of grass. There wasn't a hint of rush and it did seem as he lingered and waited with me being present. A long walk it was, where words does not matter, just enjoying each other's presence.
Had a simple snack and then it was time for me to go. A quick hug from them as they alternately packed my stuffs onto the car, that memory lingered on as my legs ascended the car and the smell of this clean car as I looked at them from the outside and away from their separateness.
That was the last time I saw Daddy.

Thursday, 31 August 2017

Survived!

Thank God!
Survived a massive feat indeed this Independence Day.
Did a good 3-Courser (with 2 variations each) for 50 pax today for the youths' Get Together event. I mean, yeah, a 50-pax, it should be okay right? But then again, cooking from home, and from a single stove? 
Did it in under 6 hours, heck, and I was toasting the breadstix from the midget-of-a-toaster, well, I had help from Ma since she got worried (as ever) and yeah, little bit of help meant so much indeed.

All in all it was brilliant, praise God!