From: PAPsmearer 15:28
To: leetahsar 781 of 797
83628.781 in reply to 83628.1
I think we are maybe from the same age group. I have not read thru all the replies, but some points..........
- Golly (marbles)- Must play with it every day. small colours ones and the big white ones. Draw a circle in the sand and shot golly into it to hit out and win other marbles.
- Don't forget, Longkang also got the occasional catfish. Bloody well stay out of their way. Don't want to get bitten. I love running in the longkang. On a hot day, its cooling on your legs. I remember sometimes got detergent in the longkang but did in not think too much of it at that time.
- Longkang guppies good for feeding turtles and arowanas.
- I also flew my share of fighting kites, but not too successful.
- Fighting spiders. That was the best. Must catch the ones with the red legs and than put into a matchbox, and feed it with dead flies, Than bring it to school and fight spiders in the classroom with my buddies. Shiok.
I used to live by Tampines fishing pond. That was the best. The whole front yard was dirt, with chicken running around. I used to go for chinese tuition there and than play football outside with a small plastic ball. I remember every day must sweep the living room because of all the dust draged in. Thanks for triggering the memories.
From: leetahsar 15:38
To: PAPsmearer unread 782 of 797
83628.782 in reply to 83628.781
thanks for sharing ur childhood memories....yes those are the days....and i think now the kids dun have a chance to experience what we did...so simple and plain fun....
but actually i wanted to thank u for steering me back into my main theme here...which is about my "UPHEAVALS" that unwittingly turned into a battle of words for religion.....
i think i will just have to let aum koon wins all...and cease this foolish explanation...no point using all my blain juice when someone already decided what's he thinks is the ultimate truth....so i better save my breathe and maybe continue my next story.....MY FATTIE JAPANESE KYOTO GF....
PLAYING GOLLIES AND FLYING LAYANGS
speaking of playing golly....we had 2 types: the glass ones and the cement one. the glass ones, we lined them up in a straight line. then like from 10 ft away we rolled our goondu(the chief marble was called a goondu...not me). and if the marble hit the lst one, then all those in line would be won over.
next the cement ones...to enable the cement one to be really hard and formidable, we put it in a tin can with an attached string and threw it into the shit pool of the public lavatory and let it stayed there for a month or even longer. then we retrieve the stinking ball, washed and wahla! a super hardened up formidable marble which we used to crush our opponent's marble.
we dug a small hole in the ground and used that as a "home" to start our gollies hantam game and see whose marble get smashed into pieces....normally the shit soaked one survived and destroyed many other non shit soaked one....very fun...and the marble like only cost 10c to 30c each for the cement type...and like 10c for 10 glass type...
the fighting kites, yes that one also brings back painful memory of cut fingers. cousin peelepian being the nginn na tao...kid chief would smashed some glass into powder and melt it over a hugh flame in a tin container. then he would smear the gluey glass over plain thread. this plain thread now was very deadly sharp. u fight kite with him, sure ur strings would get cut off...and hell, it cut my skins many part slit too...ouch! and fingers...ouch! ouch!...and so we actually got to wear a glove to manipulate this very wickedly transformed thread tied to our layang (Kite)....
cousin peeleepian was amazing. he made his own fantastic super fly high type of layang using of all things...coconut sticks which he would climb a coconut tree and chop down a whole frond. then painstakingly, he sliced off the leaves leaving only the main stick which he used as the bone structure for his super high flying layang made from plain tracing paper and home-cooked glue from starch powder....then he painted the paper with his creative artistic threatening picture...and off we went flying and fighting our kites...of course, he made a very can fly simple one for me and the rest of the younger cousins.....
we had so much fun...and dun even had to spend much money...all self made toys...cousin peeleepian was such innovative genius in making all these original fun toys from whatever materials he could gather...so resourcesful this joker...who unwittingly ended up now as a of all job...a pastor of FCBC. a missionary some more....my goodness!
THE THOUSAND ARMS & THOUSAND EYES GUANYIN.....
people misunderstand the true meaning of the guanyin with the thousands arms each embedded with an eye...therefore also thousand eyes.
it's a symbol to show the all seeing...guan and all hearing yin. meaning she sees and hears all ur problems. she feels ur pains...ur anguish...u sorrow....
and thousand arms means she's never too busy to help u if u call forth her name....u can chant:
OM MANI PADME HOM.... or
NAMO GUAN SHI YIN PUSA.....
just focus ur thought on the bodhisttava...and chant her name. then concentrate on her for the time being. forget about ur strife and trouble....u concentrate just on her.....and chant.
after u ve finished, u will find a certain peace bestowed onto u...that my dear brothers and sisters is the omnipresence of guanyin now with u...and u do not have to fear or feel sorrow any more....she's there with u to help u and guide u.....
ornitoufo.....
From: BabaEro11 17:14
To: leetahsar 787 of 797
83628.787 in reply to 83628.765
did your lauhumko return after firing sperm missiles?
From: leetahsar 17:28
To: BabaEro11 788 of 797
83628.788 in reply to 83628.787
ya he's here. few days ago challenged me to a fight accusing me that becos of my broadband internet, it spoiled his fax....of all the crazy thing he can find to create trouble....finally i arranged telecom technician to come repair. he explained to him that it was caused by the rain water seeping into the exterior wire connection...
that nite before he was really testing my patience...and kept taunting me to fight him...my god! over nothing...a wet phone line causing problem...and he blamed me as the cause...and threaten to smash up my pc, modem and everything...this bloody lau han koo....is my greatest spiritual trainer...i can tolerate this old fuck...i can definitely tolerate all those lame forummers here who try to agitate me but nevertheless fail too.....chui guo chui guo...
my anger and temper control was super...i amazed myself...and now i am super proud of myself for not arranging his face then.....;9)
and this morning his haaydai spider spirit called. he was so cute....like a guilty little boy and went hid in the toilet to answer the call...but i was outside and i heard all the goose pimpling conversation...
han koo...han koo when will u wake up from ur illusive spider spirit dreams....maybe when u gulp in ur last breathe...by then...my dear father u r already too late...for by then...u would be dead. ;9(
Tuesday, January 17, 2006
THIS PIC WAS SENT BY POSTNEW....THIS IS SHI MIN YI, ABBOT OF FHC WHO WAS THE STAR ATTRACTION FOR THE LIVE CHARITY SHOW....A MONK ACTING AS A STUNTMAN?
he cried and pleaded for more donation cos that night's call-in donation was pathetic....however, when the show about to end, they suddenly announced they had hit 7+ million bucks....me was really blurred???? how did they come about this figure. total call-ins were about 488K times $5 per call = barely 2.5M. still can't figure out how the fantastic figure was arrived at????
From: leetahsar 13:45
To: postnew 765 of 797
yes...this was what i saw there....the left eye of guanyin.....i tot i saw a diamond liked teardrop hanging there.....it's like she was shedding a tear for something......for botak's wayward behaviour?.....for my goonie behaviour?...???
From: postnew 13:56
To: leetahsar 766 of 797
83628.766 in reply to 83628.765
<< ?.....for my goonie behaviour?...??? >>
guanyin one look at the fatso n said ....omg ! that's the monk wannabe....
From: leetahsar 14:06
To: postnew 769 of 797
83628.769 in reply to 83628.766
....and what....what....and maybe she is shedding a diamond tear and telling me...this goon wannabe monk better dun come here...or else...(i will be driven coconut!)....
....no i think her tears are for the true compassion which even a so called venerable abbot couldn't truefully achieved....
maybe a drop of tear for the way the other 7 asst. abbot who did nothing to remind the botak chief.....
a drop of tear....for the disappointment in the way humans choose ignorant over their inherent cosmic wisdom.....
a drop of tear...that the end of the world is so near....and yet human still can't be awaken from their illusive dream....
and here is the super irritant NECK again:
Uncle lee, u got doubts meh?
Perhaps u Nichiren Sect background did not give u much faith in the Buddha nature in you.
Neck tells u a secret, the FHC abbot has the spirit of the 1000 hands 1000 eyes kuan shi yin pu sa, notice all the instruments the all ready standing bodhisattva has? It's like the Swiss Army Knife, wif all resources ready for his use.
The subtle message the kuan yin pu sa will use all resources available at his disposal to act on the grounds of compassion. The kuan yin pu sa is a HE by the way.
Ur trip to FHC was not wasted, looking at the photos u took u have already meet your "botak".
so i got to waste my breathe to explain to this stubbornly egoistic NECK:
sorry to disappoint u....i know most of the bigshots here....their presidento ikeda daisaku, me know too...and handshook with him....so what's this religion all about....i am more familiar than u....
u may like to know that the soka assn now can't use NICHIREN SHOSHU BUDDHIST....as this is the copyright of the monkhood from japan. and this bunch of waywards botaks have fallen out with the layman...the soka in their agreement to the finance management...so u see...it boils down to materialistic benefits more than for the religious and spiritual side.
again, a scion has broken away and form a new group in batam called the ICHINEN SANZEN.....and the local soka assn is now apprehensive that this newly formed group would compete with them in membership....these are PAID MEMbership hor...not free one ok...it's $3/px in a family...ie. if a member family got 10 persons...the membership fee per mth would be $30.
RELIGION IS FREE....ANYTING THAT COMPELLED U FOR A MEMBERSHIP IS ALREADY A FAULTY RELIGION.....MEANING IF U GOT MONEY...U CAN GO HEAVEN IS IT? NO WAY!!
THE HEAVEN OR WESTERN PARADISE ROUTE IS ALL BASED ON UR MERITS OF GOODNESS U DO WHEN U R ALIVE....NOT MEASURED BY THE AMOUNT OF MONEY U HAVE OR DONATED.....
IN FACT, in buddhism, u dun need a statue of guanyin or buddha to "entice" you...cos the buddha is in you....
but due to the ignorance of most followers, they need to see something to get rev up...so a statue of buddha or guanyin is constructed for u to refer to something other than emptiness.....
if u got the buddha within u...a plant....a cup or even the air...is also a buddha u see.....this is what i mean by:
EMPTINESS IS FORM....FORM IS EMPTINESS....what u see is not really what u see.....
do u think the actual guanyin looks like what the bronze statue is constructed from?.....definitely no. be awaken from ur illusive dreams......
From: painneck (goutyneck) 14:38
To: postnew 775 of 797
83628.775 in reply to 83628.774
Good dat u posted the photo of Ven Shi Ming photo here, can u see the resemblence between the Ven and the GuanShiYing pu sa LTS took, take a closer look wif ur heart please.
From: leetahsar 14:41
To: painneck (goutyneck) 777 of 797
83628.777 in reply to 83628.775
might as well said he looks more like ur father....
oh my god! neck...r u trying to say that the humongous guanyin in FHC is constructed in the likeness of botak...then may buddha have mercy...this botak would already sinned right to the core....!
this is the awesome GUANYIN at the main hall of FOO HAI CHAN MONASTERY......
IS THIS RIGHT FOR A MONK?
as a monk....and abbot some more...u see those action he done...u tell me is that becoming of a monk?
getting people to perform like monkeys and circus clowns...get themselves injure and maim ...then tell them, to play safe...in the first place, it should have been more creatively planned....and he, some more go show off....
a monk is a monk....a spiderman is not a monk....and vice versa...simple as that.
then botak should have walked the plank...i meant the pole for his 2nd stunt...the bohisttavas will protect him what like u said.
in fact, a warning has been given to him in the form of heavy rains and strong wind...and botak chose to show off...but i think he might have realised for the 2nd part...so he forfeited the stunt....
(THE STUNTS described here was a live charity tv show where this botak shi min yi perform a spiderman stunt walking planks at 66 floor of the REPUBLIC PLAZA BUILIDNG)
in the lst stunt, there wasn't any risk...with all the safety gadgets....me also can go do it....knowing there isn't any risk....i very garang one, ok.....and i believe my mentality is even steadier than poon pee pee.....
i had blur blur went upstage in a restaurant once to belt out karaoke as there was a bunch of aunties who were killing my appetite with their chicken slaughtering singings...so i told my squatters gang....me go up and kill the aunties with my engrish song...and u know what...i sang PAPER ROSES....and all the aunties after my song, quietly finished their meal and also allowing me to eat in peace...hahahaha...this is my garang goon character...which my gang of squatters love...very impromptu one u know...hahahaha....
FOO HAN CHAN MONASTERY, HERE I COME
last sat, like i mentioned before, i took mrt to aljunied mrt station to look for FOO HAI CHAN MONASTERY....the territory of botak. it was an arduous journey for me but i already anticipated it so i wore my jogging NB SHOE.
after exiting aljunied mrt, i proceeded to the nearest coffeeshop and ate ba chor meepok. drinking my teh si, i asked the ah pek how to go FHC. he said it was at geylang lor 31 and i must cross the road. it was opp from where i was. so after topped up my tummy tank and drank my teh si, i crossed to the opp side of the road and walked...and walked...and walked...i started at lor 25. then hit 27, 29....and hell...my eyes feasted on the china mei-meis all along the way to lor 31...
goodness! this bunch of spider spirits were really bold. in broad daylight and they were already doing business with their pimps. i was attracted by a majestic temple at lor 29 so i detoured in. along the way, parked some stalled cars....with MEI MEI spider spirits inside with their pimp. they winked at me...of course, as courtesy, i winked back...then hell! the pimp also wink at me...er...what was i suppose to do? winked back lor....hahahaha....so so cute...so so pretty...lucky goonie me is immuned to spider spirit's temptation if not...mati sure got eaten up alive....
i reached this TUA PEK KONG temple. very grand. very nice. went in and asked the kindly caretaker where was FHC. hell! he didn't know! and he anyhow pointed and asked me go try lor 31. ok lor...i went to lor 31. goodness! so many spider spirits leaning at lamp posts...winking at me....so out of courtesy...i winked back, lor and proceeded.
on reaching lor 31.....shit! where got FHC? spider spirits aplenty....but no FHC. having no choice....i approached a motherly spider spirit...i mean she looked kindly motherly type...n sure enough, my senses guided me well...she was a kind heart spider spirit and she directed me. she told me in slang mandarin that i was suppose to cross back the road to the other side and follow the mrt track. it would lead me to FHC.
JACKPOT!! true enough, the mrt track led me to FHC finally. it was at geylang east ave 2. hell! those bloody ah peks anyhow pointed me to HOLLAND...i.e merry go round...
it was a really grand sight this FHC. greyish majestic structure. beautiful...this temple was gorgeous!! i loved it! i entered. took off my shoes and entered the main worship hall. quite empty only a lady there. so i very clever....i sat on a spot right behind on the right hand side.
infront of me was an awesome 3 storey high thousands arms and eyes guanyin statue....very very big...very very powerful i could sense her presence. so i cool down. closed my eyes and mediate...doing a silent heart chanting....then 3 monks entered: one in yellow shirt and brown robe, one in full black and one in black shirt brown robe. they took their position and started chanting.
i was like feeling very very fortunate like i was in time to hear them chant through microphones. only me and another lady that was about all there were in this vacant hall.
after the yellow shirt monk finished chanting, the black shirt/brown robe went out carrying a small globet of water and sprinkled....then he returned. next was the young all black attired monk who armed himself 2 drum sticks and proceed to the drum up on drum to my left end. very very interesting drumming performance.
he finished. then he exited from the hall. the blackshirt/brown robe monk...goodness ...was walking towards me...i was startled. did i did something wrong. he was like coming for me.....but then almost reaching me he turned with his backside facing directly at me....and he started chanting without using the microphone....i tried to absorbed whatever he was chanting....then came the torturous part. there was a big ancient bell next to me...means only about 2 ft infront of me to my right...and he hammered it with a big mallet....gong...gong...gong...wah lau! i had it man this time! the goon now was gong gong...and gong..gong goon...hahahaha....
immediately he finished....i folded my palms bowed and prayed to the omnipotent guanyin....and something caught my eyes. i dunno whether was it because of the position i was sitting or the effect of the spotlight....but i thought i notice a sparkling diamond of a teardrop on the left eye of guanyin. i looked and i looked yes...there was a drop of tear hanging on the half opened left eyes. anyway, i left the hall so did the monk. the hall now as quite vacant......
wore back my NB shoes, i started exploring the whole premises....very tranquil very beautiful. on the right of the temple was a 5 storeys pagoda in which housed BUDDHA MAITREYA...the future buddha. on arrival of this friendliest buddha spells the end of the world. so i went in and pay obeissance to MAITReYA..
NEXT, i remembered botak's favourite #23 and to ascertain he was driving a mercz, i proceeded to the basement carpark. B1 was the columbarium. i skipped...all dead peoples' tablets nothing much to see.
i proceeded downwards to B2. goodness! quite cleverly designed basement carparks and all numbered too.....something told me botak's merzc must be at lot 23. wasting no time, i headed straight for carpark #23. nO! it was vacant...meaning botak already charbok...so i exited from there to a lift landing and pressed 4th floor...all the way up to the highest floor....to see if i could meet botak just in case he might not own a mercz....
on the 4th fl was the auditorium. there were kids having their martial arts lesson. i blur blur opened a room door, there inside a bunch of lau huays having their yoga lessons.... instead of taking the lift, i walked down to 3rd floor. goodie! this is the floor where the monks reside....means botak's office or bedroom there too...no...all looked quiet. but there was a special room with a huge nice painting outside....i sensed it...must be botak's office or bedroom...was so tempted to open it...but no...din do it...i descended to the ground floor and wandered around the place.
there was a small garden and goodness.....the silly monks planted only sweet potatoes...of all the veggies, the chose the easiest to grow. maybe hor...i jus say may only hor...i could teach them to grow more challenging veggies.
ok...tahsar...don't detour from main course...ok...i steer back....hahahaha
er...that's about all my report...i will be coming here again....i got agents within who inform me that every 23 (botak's favourite #), there would be a puja...er...something like sutra chanting...then there would be veggie buffet...yum yum...ok...23 january...i mark my calender....go look for botak...so wait patiently now...by hook or by crook....i think...my affinity with botak is getting closer.....;9)
info to get to FHC: alight at ALJUNIED MRT. dun cross rd or anything....just walk under the mrt track. there is a very pleasant planted up footpath. just follow the winding foot path to reach FHC....er...about 2 bus stop distance...good luck!
AND a forummer, KEI75 post a question:
i dun usually come in here.....this has 2 be an excellent essay....boring topic yet interesting attractive....n no i'm nt referring 2 those spiders.
so, who was left in the hall.......the lady?.......next time this part change a bit, k....a bit eerie....lucky is a temple story!
my reply to him:
ya, that specky lady....what u expect...a spirit...a spider spirit...a pretty mei mei...or a ghost....joker huh u....
last sat, like i mentioned before, i took mrt to aljunied mrt station to look for FOO HAI CHAN MONASTERY....the territory of botak. it was an arduous journey for me but i already anticipated it so i wore my jogging NB SHOE.
after exiting aljunied mrt, i proceeded to the nearest coffeeshop and ate ba chor meepok. drinking my teh si, i asked the ah pek how to go FHC. he said it was at geylang lor 31 and i must cross the road. it was opp from where i was. so after topped up my tummy tank and drank my teh si, i crossed to the opp side of the road and walked...and walked...and walked...i started at lor 25. then hit 27, 29....and hell...my eyes feasted on the china mei-meis all along the way to lor 31...
goodness! this bunch of spider spirits were really bold. in broad daylight and they were already doing business with their pimps. i was attracted by a majestic temple at lor 29 so i detoured in. along the way, parked some stalled cars....with MEI MEI spider spirits inside with their pimp. they winked at me...of course, as courtesy, i winked back...then hell! the pimp also wink at me...er...what was i suppose to do? winked back lor....hahahaha....so so cute...so so pretty...lucky goonie me is immuned to spider spirit's temptation if not...mati sure got eaten up alive....
i reached this TUA PEK KONG temple. very grand. very nice. went in and asked the kindly caretaker where was FHC. hell! he didn't know! and he anyhow pointed and asked me go try lor 31. ok lor...i went to lor 31. goodness! so many spider spirits leaning at lamp posts...winking at me....so out of courtesy...i winked back, lor and proceeded.
on reaching lor 31.....shit! where got FHC? spider spirits aplenty....but no FHC. having no choice....i approached a motherly spider spirit...i mean she looked kindly motherly type...n sure enough, my senses guided me well...she was a kind heart spider spirit and she directed me. she told me in slang mandarin that i was suppose to cross back the road to the other side and follow the mrt track. it would lead me to FHC.
JACKPOT!! true enough, the mrt track led me to FHC finally. it was at geylang east ave 2. hell! those bloody ah peks anyhow pointed me to HOLLAND...i.e merry go round...
it was a really grand sight this FHC. greyish majestic structure. beautiful...this temple was gorgeous!! i loved it! i entered. took off my shoes and entered the main worship hall. quite empty only a lady there. so i very clever....i sat on a spot right behind on the right hand side.
infront of me was an awesome 3 storey high thousands arms and eyes guanyin statue....very very big...very very powerful i could sense her presence. so i cool down. closed my eyes and mediate...doing a silent heart chanting....then 3 monks entered: one in yellow shirt and brown robe, one in full black and one in black shirt brown robe. they took their position and started chanting.
i was like feeling very very fortunate like i was in time to hear them chant through microphones. only me and another lady that was about all there were in this vacant hall.
after the yellow shirt monk finished chanting, the black shirt/brown robe went out carrying a small globet of water and sprinkled....then he returned. next was the young all black attired monk who armed himself 2 drum sticks and proceed to the drum up on drum to my left end. very very interesting drumming performance.
he finished. then he exited from the hall. the blackshirt/brown robe monk...goodness ...was walking towards me...i was startled. did i did something wrong. he was like coming for me.....but then almost reaching me he turned with his backside facing directly at me....and he started chanting without using the microphone....i tried to absorbed whatever he was chanting....then came the torturous part. there was a big ancient bell next to me...means only about 2 ft infront of me to my right...and he hammered it with a big mallet....gong...gong...gong...wah lau! i had it man this time! the goon now was gong gong...and gong..gong goon...hahahaha....
immediately he finished....i folded my palms bowed and prayed to the omnipotent guanyin....and something caught my eyes. i dunno whether was it because of the position i was sitting or the effect of the spotlight....but i thought i notice a sparkling diamond of a teardrop on the left eye of guanyin. i looked and i looked yes...there was a drop of tear hanging on the half opened left eyes. anyway, i left the hall so did the monk. the hall now as quite vacant......
wore back my NB shoes, i started exploring the whole premises....very tranquil very beautiful. on the right of the temple was a 5 storeys pagoda in which housed BUDDHA MAITREYA...the future buddha. on arrival of this friendliest buddha spells the end of the world. so i went in and pay obeissance to MAITReYA..
NEXT, i remembered botak's favourite #23 and to ascertain he was driving a mercz, i proceeded to the basement carpark. B1 was the columbarium. i skipped...all dead peoples' tablets nothing much to see.
i proceeded downwards to B2. goodness! quite cleverly designed basement carparks and all numbered too.....something told me botak's merzc must be at lot 23. wasting no time, i headed straight for carpark #23. nO! it was vacant...meaning botak already charbok...so i exited from there to a lift landing and pressed 4th floor...all the way up to the highest floor....to see if i could meet botak just in case he might not own a mercz....
on the 4th fl was the auditorium. there were kids having their martial arts lesson. i blur blur opened a room door, there inside a bunch of lau huays having their yoga lessons.... instead of taking the lift, i walked down to 3rd floor. goodie! this is the floor where the monks reside....means botak's office or bedroom there too...no...all looked quiet. but there was a special room with a huge nice painting outside....i sensed it...must be botak's office or bedroom...was so tempted to open it...but no...din do it...i descended to the ground floor and wandered around the place.
there was a small garden and goodness.....the silly monks planted only sweet potatoes...of all the veggies, the chose the easiest to grow. maybe hor...i jus say may only hor...i could teach them to grow more challenging veggies.
ok...tahsar...don't detour from main course...ok...i steer back....hahahaha
er...that's about all my report...i will be coming here again....i got agents within who inform me that every 23 (botak's favourite #), there would be a puja...er...something like sutra chanting...then there would be veggie buffet...yum yum...ok...23 january...i mark my calender....go look for botak...so wait patiently now...by hook or by crook....i think...my affinity with botak is getting closer.....;9)
info to get to FHC: alight at ALJUNIED MRT. dun cross rd or anything....just walk under the mrt track. there is a very pleasant planted up footpath. just follow the winding foot path to reach FHC....er...about 2 bus stop distance...good luck!
AND a forummer, KEI75 post a question:
i dun usually come in here.....this has 2 be an excellent essay....boring topic yet interesting attractive....n no i'm nt referring 2 those spiders.
so, who was left in the hall.......the lady?.......next time this part change a bit, k....a bit eerie....lucky is a temple story!
my reply to him:
ya, that specky lady....what u expect...a spirit...a spider spirit...a pretty mei mei...or a ghost....joker huh u....
VEN. HOE YUEN HOE, MY MOTHER TERESA
venerable nun hoe yuen hoe abbess of MUN FUT TONG passed away at 97. she was such a good person...one who was full of compassion and so so humble...i heard her past interview where she mentioned "she isn't compassionate or charitable....cos the amount she did wasn't really enough....." now that's what i called a fantastic person.
she was a hairdresser for samsui women and amahs...and with her savings, she single handedly built the temple MUN FUT TONG for aged and sick. she didn't even have to play wonderwoman like the botak....and yet financially, we din hear any kind of money problem from her....she kept herself low-key....if i had known about this great nun...i would gladly be her disciple and learn from her the true meaning of compassion....she was a living bodhisttava...our own mother teresa....and i din know until she died and reported in the paper....
during her last days, she still cooked and care for patients younger than her...she is really beyond words of praises and respect...
Ven. HOE, may ur compassionate spirit returns to the western paradise...may u find eternal peace and happiness there....my deepest respect for u.
and then NECK pestered me with another argument, and here's my reply to him:
From: painneck (goutyneck) 12-Jan 14:08
To: leetahsar 716 of 797
83628.716 in reply to 83628.714
LTS
When Neck meant "successful in cultivation" means that the person is successful as a person - a human being not about money$ and material possession.
Thanks for sharin, Neck now understands the anger in you.Don't tell Neck that you do not have any responsibility for suffering in your own shit now. It is always easy to blame others.
For your good, please don't bring this state of mind to your next life, forgive PAPimps and the likes of Durai & gang.
Also, grinding your axe and use it on the wrong party would only make worsen your situation.
Be positive, u shd give thanks more for what you already have and not pain yourself over the negatives.
my reply:
neck ah neck...u interprete everthing wrong about this forgetfu goon...i habor no anger...i was pls how heaven has guided me to this state...there isn't anyone to blame...i already repeat and repeat:
MAN PROPOSE; HEAVEN DISPOSE.....AND WHAT IS YOURS WILL DEFINITELY BE URS...WHAT'S NOT, THEN FORGET IT AND MOVE ON...
if i were to be like u and go harbor all this vengeance....long ago, i would have died of cancer liao....i was told that i m going to live pass 100 yrs...103 before i move on into another realm...i dunno and dun care...i live for now...cos now this the moment...who will actually know what would happen to him the moment he steps out of his door...103 or 10 yrs....it means the same with me...it's how u live ur life...how fullest u have experience...and the past is already history, not point lamenting or crying over it. for me....boy...i am getting the real full blast now...and basking gleefully in it....so i going to shout now...ya..shout what....
I AM THE HAPPIEST GOON IN SINKIETOWN....AND MAYBE THE WHOLE WORLD !!! :0)
of course, an unhappy person like urself who treats everyone even this happiest goon here as suffering...NO! NO!...i am a happy goon...nothing now to burden me....so what's there to sadden me leh?
even my chiobu now gone...i was actually giggling...means i dun ve to listen to her long winded repetitive whinings about her days with sibeipine....i am infact happy for her...she found a true love in a freaking rich indo bf...hopefully i will be receiving her wedding summon pretty soon...maybe u know what...the couple may just send me an all expense paid airfare and lodging to attend their wedding...and hopefully hor...when i am there...they dun mention about me....i will be reminding them this...if not...i won't attend....
u see...if u r bought down by attachment...no matter how good ur situation... how blessed u r...u will never be happy...never satisfy......then u go around blaming people...and when people...goon especially like me testified that i am happy...u doublt...cos u never experience it and think such could not be happening...but the fact is: IT HAPPENS ON THIS HAPPY GONG GONG GOON....and all i feel was gratitude and gratitude to heaven...to the invisible buddhas who have protected and guided me...ornitoufo.....
...and i was deeply touched by a reader who post this to me:
From: Mahakala001 12-Jan 17:51
To: leetahsar 730 of 797
83628.730 in reply to 83628.729
*prays for lts
venerable nun hoe yuen hoe abbess of MUN FUT TONG passed away at 97. she was such a good person...one who was full of compassion and so so humble...i heard her past interview where she mentioned "she isn't compassionate or charitable....cos the amount she did wasn't really enough....." now that's what i called a fantastic person.
she was a hairdresser for samsui women and amahs...and with her savings, she single handedly built the temple MUN FUT TONG for aged and sick. she didn't even have to play wonderwoman like the botak....and yet financially, we din hear any kind of money problem from her....she kept herself low-key....if i had known about this great nun...i would gladly be her disciple and learn from her the true meaning of compassion....she was a living bodhisttava...our own mother teresa....and i din know until she died and reported in the paper....
during her last days, she still cooked and care for patients younger than her...she is really beyond words of praises and respect...
Ven. HOE, may ur compassionate spirit returns to the western paradise...may u find eternal peace and happiness there....my deepest respect for u.
and then NECK pestered me with another argument, and here's my reply to him:
From: painneck (goutyneck) 12-Jan 14:08
To: leetahsar 716 of 797
83628.716 in reply to 83628.714
LTS
When Neck meant "successful in cultivation" means that the person is successful as a person - a human being not about money$ and material possession.
Thanks for sharin, Neck now understands the anger in you.Don't tell Neck that you do not have any responsibility for suffering in your own shit now. It is always easy to blame others.
For your good, please don't bring this state of mind to your next life, forgive PAPimps and the likes of Durai & gang.
Also, grinding your axe and use it on the wrong party would only make worsen your situation.
Be positive, u shd give thanks more for what you already have and not pain yourself over the negatives.
my reply:
neck ah neck...u interprete everthing wrong about this forgetfu goon...i habor no anger...i was pls how heaven has guided me to this state...there isn't anyone to blame...i already repeat and repeat:
MAN PROPOSE; HEAVEN DISPOSE.....AND WHAT IS YOURS WILL DEFINITELY BE URS...WHAT'S NOT, THEN FORGET IT AND MOVE ON...
if i were to be like u and go harbor all this vengeance....long ago, i would have died of cancer liao....i was told that i m going to live pass 100 yrs...103 before i move on into another realm...i dunno and dun care...i live for now...cos now this the moment...who will actually know what would happen to him the moment he steps out of his door...103 or 10 yrs....it means the same with me...it's how u live ur life...how fullest u have experience...and the past is already history, not point lamenting or crying over it. for me....boy...i am getting the real full blast now...and basking gleefully in it....so i going to shout now...ya..shout what....
I AM THE HAPPIEST GOON IN SINKIETOWN....AND MAYBE THE WHOLE WORLD !!! :0)
of course, an unhappy person like urself who treats everyone even this happiest goon here as suffering...NO! NO!...i am a happy goon...nothing now to burden me....so what's there to sadden me leh?
even my chiobu now gone...i was actually giggling...means i dun ve to listen to her long winded repetitive whinings about her days with sibeipine....i am infact happy for her...she found a true love in a freaking rich indo bf...hopefully i will be receiving her wedding summon pretty soon...maybe u know what...the couple may just send me an all expense paid airfare and lodging to attend their wedding...and hopefully hor...when i am there...they dun mention about me....i will be reminding them this...if not...i won't attend....
u see...if u r bought down by attachment...no matter how good ur situation... how blessed u r...u will never be happy...never satisfy......then u go around blaming people...and when people...goon especially like me testified that i am happy...u doublt...cos u never experience it and think such could not be happening...but the fact is: IT HAPPENS ON THIS HAPPY GONG GONG GOON....and all i feel was gratitude and gratitude to heaven...to the invisible buddhas who have protected and guided me...ornitoufo.....
...and i was deeply touched by a reader who post this to me:
From: Mahakala001 12-Jan 17:51
To: leetahsar 730 of 797
83628.730 in reply to 83628.729
*prays for lts
I AM BLISSFULLY FAILURE AND QUITE BROKE
hello...this goon here is neither rich not successful hor...in fact i consider myself blissfully failure and ok lah...not so poor....my old fat bank accounts was flatten by CLOB saga...my tirelssly built up garden mercilessly bulldozed....my faithful pickup savagely turned into a heap of metal....and this goon is still happy like a F opps...lark!
yes...man will change with his fortune...just look at our paps u will know...a humble poor kampong boy...ended up as pm...then after warming the seat harbouring enough dole and still wanting more....gave it all up to a clown as the next pm.....yes...he has changed and created so many undue stress and problems for peasants. eg:
1. rated all the schools....now the parents and children all stressed up
2. created kiasu grcs...now me all stressed up...cannot cast my opps vote...always walkover so many times...and this time round, no difference...
3. killing my trusty pickup when i can't pay them obscence protection fees to the tune of 24.5k for another 10 yrs usuage....pickup cost was only 19.8K then
4. raising the cpf withdrawal...can't even use our own money to tide our present lame condition...and to think we can continue to last until the ripe old age of 60 to withdrawal and havoc...by then already one half foot in coffin.
5. make babies production cost so sky-rocket high, people just avoid...then blame nation for not producing enough babies...
6. created the lame gst...making them already rich to a newer level of the fucking freaking rich...'cuse me...gotta to use this power F word...
7. artificially driven all prices of pigeonholes and created so many fake asset rich but cpf broke peasants...i mean all ur cpf has already unwittingly transferred into hdb bank already what...so what's there left for u when u withdrawl...kosong!
......etc...etc...and none are for the greater benefit of peasants...only benefit the obscencely paid paps and their miniturds...
now the charities are following the same F paps style...they con the peasants further....here the good and big hearted peasants are swell people except a bit goonier than this goon here...and they willingly part with their hard earned money even though they r quite down...they part...and if the stunts are even more sadistic...they part lagi more...their pure compassion to help the needy has inadvertently turns sadistic...and all thanks to botak and the gang...chui guo chui guo...
AND then there is a very persistent guy called NECK (painneck) who keeps pestering and debating with me...i dun think his views are sensible to be hear. anyway, i am putting up my visit to FOO HAI CHAN MONASTERY where the abbot shi min yi was the "boss" there. i intend to go there to meet him, sense him...and then maybe give a piece of my mind as to why a head monk or abbot could behave like a stuntman, a spiderman or a daredevil in the name of raising money for his REN CI HOSPITAL....
hello...this goon here is neither rich not successful hor...in fact i consider myself blissfully failure and ok lah...not so poor....my old fat bank accounts was flatten by CLOB saga...my tirelssly built up garden mercilessly bulldozed....my faithful pickup savagely turned into a heap of metal....and this goon is still happy like a F opps...lark!
yes...man will change with his fortune...just look at our paps u will know...a humble poor kampong boy...ended up as pm...then after warming the seat harbouring enough dole and still wanting more....gave it all up to a clown as the next pm.....yes...he has changed and created so many undue stress and problems for peasants. eg:
1. rated all the schools....now the parents and children all stressed up
2. created kiasu grcs...now me all stressed up...cannot cast my opps vote...always walkover so many times...and this time round, no difference...
3. killing my trusty pickup when i can't pay them obscence protection fees to the tune of 24.5k for another 10 yrs usuage....pickup cost was only 19.8K then
4. raising the cpf withdrawal...can't even use our own money to tide our present lame condition...and to think we can continue to last until the ripe old age of 60 to withdrawal and havoc...by then already one half foot in coffin.
5. make babies production cost so sky-rocket high, people just avoid...then blame nation for not producing enough babies...
6. created the lame gst...making them already rich to a newer level of the fucking freaking rich...'cuse me...gotta to use this power F word...
7. artificially driven all prices of pigeonholes and created so many fake asset rich but cpf broke peasants...i mean all ur cpf has already unwittingly transferred into hdb bank already what...so what's there left for u when u withdrawl...kosong!
......etc...etc...and none are for the greater benefit of peasants...only benefit the obscencely paid paps and their miniturds...
now the charities are following the same F paps style...they con the peasants further....here the good and big hearted peasants are swell people except a bit goonier than this goon here...and they willingly part with their hard earned money even though they r quite down...they part...and if the stunts are even more sadistic...they part lagi more...their pure compassion to help the needy has inadvertently turns sadistic...and all thanks to botak and the gang...chui guo chui guo...
AND then there is a very persistent guy called NECK (painneck) who keeps pestering and debating with me...i dun think his views are sensible to be hear. anyway, i am putting up my visit to FOO HAI CHAN MONASTERY where the abbot shi min yi was the "boss" there. i intend to go there to meet him, sense him...and then maybe give a piece of my mind as to why a head monk or abbot could behave like a stuntman, a spiderman or a daredevil in the name of raising money for his REN CI HOSPITAL....
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