<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8819043</id><updated>2011-09-06T20:57:30.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ra-Rant</title><subtitle type='html'>Before you roar, you have to suck in lots of foul air.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Raymond Chng</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mM8LhwY1Skk/Sw0RN9QIWLI/AAAAAAAAAK0/8wu_FQ_tegY/S220/xian.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>155</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8819043.post-3470927240807024644</id><published>2007-04-03T18:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T18:38:17.018+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MOVED!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.raymond-chng.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.raymond-chng.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8819043-3470927240807024644?l=rarant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/feeds/3470927240807024644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8819043&amp;postID=3470927240807024644' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/3470927240807024644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/3470927240807024644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/2007/04/moved.html' title='MOVED!'/><author><name>Raymond Chng</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mM8LhwY1Skk/Sw0RN9QIWLI/AAAAAAAAAK0/8wu_FQ_tegY/S220/xian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8819043.post-5930932421740120759</id><published>2007-03-25T12:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-25T12:09:45.655+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sensei Replied</title><content type='html'>Sensei replied my letter to him on sent on the 16 March 2007. An irrepressible joy welled from within me. I must not let my mentor down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few quotes from one of my favorite Gosho, the &lt;strong&gt;Letter to Kyo’o&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;‘The lion, king of beasts, is said to advance three steps, then gather himself to spring, unleashing the same power whether he traps a tiny ant or attacks a fierce animal. In inscribing this Gohonzon for her protection, Nichiren is equal to the lion king. This is what the sutra means by "the power of an attacking lion." Believe in this mandala with all your heart. Nam-myoho-renge-kyo is like the roar of a lion. What sickness can therefore be an obstacle?’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;‘A sword will be useless in the hands of a coward. The mighty sword of the Lotus Sutra must be wielded by one courageous in faith. Then he will be as strong as a demon armed with an iron staff. I, Nichiren, have inscribed my life in sumi, so believe in the Gohonzon with your whole heart.’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8819043-5930932421740120759?l=rarant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/feeds/5930932421740120759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8819043&amp;postID=5930932421740120759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/5930932421740120759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/5930932421740120759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/2007/03/sensei-replied.html' title='Sensei Replied'/><author><name>Raymond Chng</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mM8LhwY1Skk/Sw0RN9QIWLI/AAAAAAAAAK0/8wu_FQ_tegY/S220/xian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8819043.post-7756889889754809652</id><published>2007-03-17T00:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-17T00:12:47.964+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3.16</title><content type='html'>The SD HEART 5k Homevisitation campaign kicked off on 13 March.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The YMD LEAP propagation campaign kicked off on 16 March.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sent my determination for this year to Sensei today. The battle begins now. I must score a victory in my life this year no matter what. It will be really busy for the next few months. But I will muster tremendous energy to meet all challenges.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;There is no problem bigger than the power of the Gohonzon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8819043-7756889889754809652?l=rarant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/feeds/7756889889754809652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8819043&amp;postID=7756889889754809652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/7756889889754809652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/7756889889754809652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/2007/03/316.html' title='3.16'/><author><name>Raymond Chng</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mM8LhwY1Skk/Sw0RN9QIWLI/AAAAAAAAAK0/8wu_FQ_tegY/S220/xian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8819043.post-1066565526408647483</id><published>2007-03-07T14:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-07T14:27:40.808+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheesecake &amp; Ice-cream</title><content type='html'>Cheesecake and ice-cream at 1am by the void deck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memorable night indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleep needed... but dreaming well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8819043-1066565526408647483?l=rarant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/feeds/1066565526408647483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8819043&amp;postID=1066565526408647483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/1066565526408647483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/1066565526408647483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/2007/03/cheesecake-ice-cream.html' title='Cheesecake &amp; Ice-cream'/><author><name>Raymond Chng</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mM8LhwY1Skk/Sw0RN9QIWLI/AAAAAAAAAK0/8wu_FQ_tegY/S220/xian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8819043.post-3862109246003273374</id><published>2007-03-02T08:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-02T08:30:35.144+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whampoa West</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;“Bodhisattva Never Disparaging of old said that all people have the Buddha nature and that, if they embrace the Lotus Sutra, they will never fail to attain Buddhahood. He further stated that to slight a person is to slight the Buddha himself. Thus, his price was to revere all people. He revered even those who did not embrace the Lotus Sutra because they too had the Buddha nature and might someday believe in the sutra.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To believe in the Lotus Sutra is to develop an utmost respect for the dignity of humanity. Today, I would be appointed as a Chapter Leader. I most revitalize myself once again to meet this new challenge. Bodhisattva Never Disparaging will be my starting point. I do not know what I will do or what I can accomplished. But I am here as a representative of my mentor’s disciple.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8819043-3862109246003273374?l=rarant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/feeds/3862109246003273374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8819043&amp;postID=3862109246003273374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/3862109246003273374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/3862109246003273374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/2007/03/whampoa-west.html' title='Whampoa West'/><author><name>Raymond Chng</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mM8LhwY1Skk/Sw0RN9QIWLI/AAAAAAAAAK0/8wu_FQ_tegY/S220/xian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8819043.post-2077900300439120429</id><published>2007-02-18T14:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-18T14:32:10.377+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bodhisattva Never Disparaging</title><content type='html'>A lazy morning. Another new beginning as we enter another Lunar New Year. I started to read the second volume of the translation of the Gosho by selecting the one entitled &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;New Year’s Greeting&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I found was a short condolence written by Nichiren Daishonin to Nanjo Tokimitsu to console him on the death of his father. A touching espisode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Studied The World of Nichiren Daishonin’s Writings Volume Three on the chapter of &lt;em&gt;“The Practice of Respecting Others – Shakubuku is a Struggle to Defeat the Devilish Nature Inherent in Our Lives and Those of Others”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gained a new perspective on &lt;strong&gt;Bodhisattva Never Disparaging&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;“I would never dare disparage you, for you are all certain to attain Buddhahood!” (The Lotus Sutra, trans. Burton Watson, p. 267).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Imagine the scene: You have made a sincere determination to dedicate yourself to helping others become happy. You recognize your mission to behave as a bodhisattva and you set out to take action toward that end. You approach others and let them know that you respect them and that they are valuable. However, the people don’t respond to you the way that you might imagine. They beat and throw stone at you. They call you names and say you are irresponsible for predicting that they will attain Buddhahood.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;What would you do?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In light of being physically and verbally abused, we might think that being a bodhisattva requires too much patience and forbearance. Many of us might give up trying to help others or acknowledge their potential for Buddhahood. But this wasn’t the spirit of Bodhisattva Never Disparaging. Despite the ill treatment he received from the four kinds of believers--monks, nuns, laymen and laywomen--he showed reverence for every person he met and resolved to help them discover their Buddha nature.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;“The heart of the Buddha’s lifetime of teachings is the Lotus Sutra, and the heart of the practice e of the Lotus Sutra is found in the ‘Never Disparaging’ chapter. What does Bodhisattva Never Disparaging’s profound respect for people signify? The purpose of the appearance in this world of Shakyamuni Buddha, the lord of teachings, lies in his behavior as a human being” &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If someone is not treating us right, it is all too easy to give up trying to encourage him and help him create a valuable life. But every human being has the potential for Buddhahood, however dormant it may seem to our won limited vision. When we recognize this in others--even in people we don’t like--a phenomenal thing begins to happen. Others will change and so will we. Although we are working for the happiness of others, a wonderful side effect is that we become even happier ourselves.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The entire teaching of the Lotus Sutra, which expounds the universality of Buddhahood, is crystallized in never Disparaging’s words. He put the teaching into practice.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Showing Respect to Even Those Who Are Hostile&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Despite his best efforts to respect everyone with whom he came in contract, Bodhisattva Never Disparaging’s contemporaries saw his behavior as strange. He didn’t take time to read and recite the scriptures as other monks were doing; he spent his time bowing to people. These four kinds of believers felt contemptuous of what they perceived to be his arrogance and ignorance and treated him cruelly, ridiculing and berating him.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Interestingly, Bodhisattva Never Disparaging was never discouraged by his circumstances. When the malignity began, he would run a safe distance away--no to avoid being injured, but to prevent his attackers from creating more negative causes--and continue calling out his words of homage: “You are certain to attain Buddhahood.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This pattern continued for years. At the time of his death, he had expiated his bad karma through continuous practice and had “the power to preach pleasingly and eloquently, the power of great goodness and tranquility” (LS 20, 268). When the four kinds of believers saw this change in him, they reconsidered their views and gladly became his followers. Because of their poor treatment of Bodhisattva Never Disparaging, they were able to form a “reverse relationship”--a relationship that allows one to have a connection with the Lotus Sutra even though that person may have slandered the Law--that allowed them to encounter him again later.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This shows Bodhisattva Never Disparaging’s dauntless spirit and how his efforts of many years came to fruition. He continued to respect all because he had confidence that everyone has the potential for enlightenment. Because he believed in the teachings of the Lotus Sutra and practiced according to his convictions, he attained Buddhahood. It is just as the Daishonin states: “There is a fundamental oneness of self and others. Therefore when Bodhisattva Never Disparaging made his bow of obeisance to the four groups of people, the Buddha nature inherent in the lives of the four groups of arrogant people bowed toward Bodhisattva Never Disparaging. This is the same as how when one bows facing a mirror, the reflected image bows back”.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Translating What We Believe Into Action&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Although the four kinds of arrogant people abused Bodhisattva Never Disparaging, the Buddha nature that existed deep in their lives was respectful of his efforts. His sincere behavior transformed their inner lives without them being aware of it. He was able to translate his beliefs into concrete behavior. His example teaches us that unless we incorporate bodhisattva practices in our lives, we won’t create much value. However, this does not mean that we should allow people to abuse us.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;How do we apply this knowledge tot real-life situations?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It is important to understand that Bodhisattva Never Disparaging’s behavior is an ideal. We are all persevering and working hard to be our best selves. As we continue practicing, studying and believing in our potential, our Buddha nature will expand. We shouldn’t have a poor self-image because we do not see ourselves as Bodhisattva Never Disparaging. Over the long course of our practice, we will achiever our goals. The fact that we exert ourselves in our faith and SGI activities, in spite of our shortcomings, is evidence that we are following the same path of Bodhisattva Never Disparaging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8819043-2077900300439120429?l=rarant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/feeds/2077900300439120429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8819043&amp;postID=2077900300439120429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/2077900300439120429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/2077900300439120429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/2007/02/bodhisattva-never-disparaging.html' title='Bodhisattva Never Disparaging'/><author><name>Raymond Chng</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mM8LhwY1Skk/Sw0RN9QIWLI/AAAAAAAAAK0/8wu_FQ_tegY/S220/xian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8819043.post-3503804358163944432</id><published>2007-02-18T00:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-18T14:33:27.571+08:00</updated><title type='text'>门徒</title><content type='html'>Watch the movie "门徒" with Weiling and Wangli last night. Pretty amazed by the trouble somepeople go through in order to poison themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But conclusion of the show is spot-on: The poisoning of the soul is deadlier than the poisoning of the physical body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The poisoning of the soul happens because of "ignorance", which in terms of Buddhism, is the third of the Three Poisons of "greed", "anger" and "foolishness". Only the ceaseless battle of words by courageous votaries of the Lotus Sutra can counter this growing poisons in society.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot stop!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8819043-3503804358163944432?l=rarant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/feeds/3503804358163944432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8819043&amp;postID=3503804358163944432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/3503804358163944432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/3503804358163944432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/2007/02/blog-post.html' title='门徒'/><author><name>Raymond Chng</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mM8LhwY1Skk/Sw0RN9QIWLI/AAAAAAAAAK0/8wu_FQ_tegY/S220/xian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8819043.post-559428786870737139</id><published>2007-02-04T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T22:44:07.351+08:00</updated><title type='text'>23rd SD Anniversary</title><content type='html'>Many thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有新的感动！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will share more soon. Need to get my energy level up...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8819043-559428786870737139?l=rarant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/feeds/559428786870737139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8819043&amp;postID=559428786870737139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/559428786870737139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/559428786870737139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/2007/02/23rd-sd-anniversary.html' title='23rd SD Anniversary'/><author><name>Raymond Chng</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mM8LhwY1Skk/Sw0RN9QIWLI/AAAAAAAAAK0/8wu_FQ_tegY/S220/xian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8819043.post-1977549583323216510</id><published>2007-01-17T15:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T15:18:00.788+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Deterrence Myth</title><content type='html'>Why has it been difficult to abolish nuclear weapons? Dr Krieger believes that it is because the leaders of nuclear-weapons states hang on to these weapons in the name of national security. But instead of safety, they offer only the threat of mutual destruction, in which there is no security, only murder on an unprecedented scale with the possibility of human annihilation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A recent movie called “Deathnote” based on a popular manga was shown in Singapore earlier this year. In this movie, the antagonist was given the power to kill anyone by penning the name of the person in a mysterious notebook. Thinking that he could create a utopia by killing off all convicts and criminals, he instead created a society of people living in constant fear. This is exactly what nuclear weapons are doing to mankind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sensei also blasted the concept of deterrence as just a cowardly excuse to justify nuclear weapons. True friendship is impossible as long as we shake hands with one hand while holding weapon in the other.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8819043-1977549583323216510?l=rarant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/feeds/1977549583323216510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8819043&amp;postID=1977549583323216510' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/1977549583323216510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/1977549583323216510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/2007/01/deterrence-myth.html' title='Deterrence Myth'/><author><name>Raymond Chng</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mM8LhwY1Skk/Sw0RN9QIWLI/AAAAAAAAAK0/8wu_FQ_tegY/S220/xian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8819043.post-5852950913334241463</id><published>2007-01-11T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T23:46:34.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Choose Hope</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Part One: The Power of the Individual&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Peace, Imagination and Action&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Twenty-first Can Be a Nuclear Weapons-Free Century&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Choosing Hope&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nelson Mandela’s Struggle&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Scientists for the Abolition of Nuclear Arms&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Passion of Linus Pauling&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Power of the People&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Loyalty to All Humanity&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;From a Century of War to a Century of Peace&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Victory Over Violence&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Socrates, A Dangerous Gadfly?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Growing Stronger Through Hardships&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A Source of Paramount Happiness&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Importance of a Mentor in Youth&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Concrete Proposals Spark the Light of Peace&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dialogue and Action&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Happiness Is Being Engaged With the World&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Challenge to Bring Forth a New Reality&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Idealists and Realists&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Education Makes Us Human&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Revival of the Imagination&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Good and Evil: Two Aspects of the Human Mind&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Human Revolution: The Path to a Hopeful Future&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sowing Seeds of Peace&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Unflagging Optimism&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Power of Education&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Peace Leadership&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Peace Leaders&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Peace Must Be Won Each Day&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Building the Nuclear Age Peace Foundation&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nongovernmental Organization Solidarity&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Part Two: Personal Motivations for Peace Activism&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Children of the Nuclear Age&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Peace is Essential&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Deterrence Myth&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Tramp of Military Boots&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Influence of Josei Toda&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Education in the Value of Life&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Children of the Nuclear Age&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Vietnam War&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Conscientious Objection to War&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Conscientious Objection&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Family Responses&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dialogue – A Key to Peace&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A Woman of Vision&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Castles in the Sand&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hiroshima and Nagasaki&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Peace Memorial Museums&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Courage To Remember&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lessons of the Atomic Bombings&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hope and the Human Spirit&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Season of Hiroshima&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Responsibilities&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Breaking the Silence&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Rightful Interests of Humanity&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The People Must Awaken&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Why Voices From Hiroshima and Nagasaki Are Not Heard&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Apology: Accepting Responsibility for Past Wrongs&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Citizens Can Apologize&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Part Three: Transcending the Nuclear Age&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Mission of Science&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Application of Techonology&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;From Club to Nuclear Weapons&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Science and Human Intentions&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Science To Benefit Humanity&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Science, Technology and Peace&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ethical Principles&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Modern Times&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Knowledge and Wisdom&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Three Cs&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Science and Spirituality&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Human Revolution&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Brilliance Is Not Enough&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Taking Risks for Humanity&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Challenge of Abolition 2000&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;NGOs Hold the Key&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Looking the Threat in the Face&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The World Court Project&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The ICJ Advisory Opinion&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Other Approaches to Abolition&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Struggling Against Despair&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sounding the Alarm&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Abyss of Total Annihilation&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Religion and Peace&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Responsibility Lies With Each of Us&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;An Absolute Evil&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Faith in Youth&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Part Four: The Challenge of the Future&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Human Security and the Future of the United Nations&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Role of UN&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Need To Abolish War&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A Peoples Assembly&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Human Security&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;National Security Depends Upon Global Security&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Education for World Citizenship&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Literature and Life&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Learning through Reading&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Merits and Demerits of the Image Culture&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Reading Tempers the Imagination&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Studying the Classics&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Blessing of Life-Changing Books&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Poetry: An Expression of the Soul&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Reviving the Spirit of Poetry&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Poetry of Peace&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Poetry That Is Alive&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Social Role of Literature&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Importance of Nongvernmental Organizations&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Orientation of NGOs&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;NGOs Represent the Interests of Ordinary People&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Power of Commitment and Compassion&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Sovereignty of Conscience&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Power of an Individual&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Work of Education&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We must Unite&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Role of Education&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Transition&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The SGI Peace Movement&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Encouraging the Will To Act&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hope for Today’s Youth&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8819043-5852950913334241463?l=rarant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/feeds/5852950913334241463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8819043&amp;postID=5852950913334241463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/5852950913334241463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/5852950913334241463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/2007/01/choose-hope.html' title='Choose Hope'/><author><name>Raymond Chng</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mM8LhwY1Skk/Sw0RN9QIWLI/AAAAAAAAAK0/8wu_FQ_tegY/S220/xian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8819043.post-3560120078423162683</id><published>2007-01-02T21:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T21:18:40.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Sensei</title><content type='html'>Today's my mentor's 79th birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Planning for the SD Anniversary started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Year Resolutions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;为善之士。&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;寻善之士。&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; 成善之士。&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ready.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8819043-3560120078423162683?l=rarant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/feeds/3560120078423162683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8819043&amp;postID=3560120078423162683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/3560120078423162683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/3560120078423162683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/2007/01/happy-birthday-sensei.html' title='Happy Birthday Sensei'/><author><name>Raymond Chng</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mM8LhwY1Skk/Sw0RN9QIWLI/AAAAAAAAAK0/8wu_FQ_tegY/S220/xian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8819043.post-6441315802384222074</id><published>2006-12-28T17:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-28T17:57:33.627+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tarot</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.flarn.com/~warlock/tarot/fantastical/19.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;You are The Sun&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;Happiness, Content, Joy.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;The meanings for the Sun are fairly simple and consistent.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;Young, healthy, new, fresh. The brain is working, things that were muddled come clear, everything falls into place, and everything seems to go your way.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;The Sun is ruled by the Sun, of course. This is the light that comes after the long dark night, Apollo to the Moon's Diana. A positive card, it promises you&amp;nbsp;your&amp;nbsp;day in the sun. Glory, gain, triumph, pleasure, truth, success. As the moon symbolized inspiration from the unconscious, from dreams, this card symbolizes discoveries made fully consciousness and wide awake. You have an understanding and enjoyment of science and math, beautifully constructed music, carefully reasoned philosophy. It is a card of intellect, clarity of mind, and feelings of youthful energy.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What Tarot Card are You?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flarn.com/~warlock/tarot" target="_blank"&gt;Take the Test to Find Out.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8819043-6441315802384222074?l=rarant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/feeds/6441315802384222074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8819043&amp;postID=6441315802384222074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/6441315802384222074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/6441315802384222074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/2006/12/tarot.html' title='Tarot'/><author><name>Raymond Chng</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mM8LhwY1Skk/Sw0RN9QIWLI/AAAAAAAAAK0/8wu_FQ_tegY/S220/xian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8819043.post-3856871812761092220</id><published>2006-12-27T01:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-27T01:05:25.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Xmas 2006</title><content type='html'>The Moving Forward team from the SD Kenshu had a gathering at Guoliang’s place on the 25th December. I am glad that so many juniors spoke of the things they learnt from the kenshu. Can really feel that they had grown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Daishonin declared that the assembly at the Eagle Peak had not yet dispersed. Remember that we will only have opening ceremony for the Kenshu but never a closing ceremony because the Kenshu will never end if we would only maintain a seeking spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every article you read, every story you heard, will be as inspirational as it did at the Kenshu as long as you muster the spirit of the kenshukai… lalala…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8819043-3856871812761092220?l=rarant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/feeds/3856871812761092220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8819043&amp;postID=3856871812761092220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/3856871812761092220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/3856871812761092220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/2006/12/xmas-2006.html' title='Xmas 2006'/><author><name>Raymond Chng</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mM8LhwY1Skk/Sw0RN9QIWLI/AAAAAAAAAK0/8wu_FQ_tegY/S220/xian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8819043.post-8773897092611043368</id><published>2006-12-26T14:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T14:07:14.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Xmas Eve 2006</title><content type='html'>The rain drifted down instead of pouring as it always did here in Singapore. It did indeed felt like snow. Maybe it had to do with the mood. My mood was rather light-hearted. I was determined to enjoy the day. I had not had the chance to relax for quite some time. It was one of the busiest holidays I ever had and it just went passed so quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wait did not take too long. Honestly. I was entertaining myself sufficiently observing the droplets of rain floating without a care and landing on my windscreen. She had some matters from work to settle and was delayed. It did not matter really. The rain was refreshing. Although the damage to certain areas in the region due to flooding was upsetting, I was sure all will be fine in due time as I offered a short prayer for those affected by chanting daimoku in my heart for a little while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The floods reminded me of the importance of an effective drainage system. It is not only for torrent rain, but also for human emotions. Having the burden of emotional baggage is as destructive as the flood. Viewed in light of the eternity of life, the ability to refresh ourselves is the only way to advance. Recalling the lessons learnt from Sensei’s NHR on the chapter of “Moving Forward”, even the obstacle of death cannot stop the flow of spiritual and emotional growth. That is the beauty of human revolution. She arrived shortly after I completed my musing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The evening began with a light snack at the Starbucks. She had her lunch, so I was surprised when she returned from the order counter with a raspberry cake and a cheesecake. The cheesecake was delicious but the raspberry was a little tough. But somehow we finished both cakes. The stomachs were filled. That was a good way to start a day any day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gossiping over coffee and cakes was fun. As least it was fun enough to miss the first ten minutes of the movie “The Curse of the Golden Flower”. The show was interesting. The first observation was the setting. Everything was so bright and the colors were so strong that there was a fantastical feel to the movie. I believed that was the director’s intention and it worked. There was tension throughout the show as the plot rolled out. The acting by veteran actors Chow Yun Fat and Gong Li was also outstanding. I was entertained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We tried to get something to eat after that. It was not easy. The crowd had started to arrive and Orchard Road was soon packed. We decided to just randomly move from building to building hoping to chance upon something decent to eat. Navigating through crowds of partygoers was an art. It was like a dance, waltzing through groups after groups of strangers. I could usually follow my nose to the next meal but the smell of human filled the district. We needed food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She sent me a SMS to wish me a merry Christmas while eating her dinner right in front of me. Interesting, I was rather amused. We ended the night with beancurd at Selegie and shook hands when the clock struck twelve before I took her home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We talked about her work quite a bit. She was having some difficulties in her work with a bank. Her workload was becoming enormously huge that all she could do was to collapse into bed after work. As a result, she slept whenever she had a chance. So much so, that a headache developed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remembering the spirit of Mahayana Buddhism, the way out of her problems both at work and in the Gakkai may very well be to develop her confidence in her faith. The only way is the tried and tested pillars of Faith, Practice and Study. She had promised to start reading a little more. That was very courageous of her to admit that to me. I believed I have a pretty good memory for this kind of promises and might nag her to death about it. *looking smug*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8819043-8773897092611043368?l=rarant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/feeds/8773897092611043368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8819043&amp;postID=8773897092611043368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/8773897092611043368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/8773897092611043368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/2006/12/xmas-eve-2006.html' title='Xmas Eve 2006'/><author><name>Raymond Chng</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mM8LhwY1Skk/Sw0RN9QIWLI/AAAAAAAAAK0/8wu_FQ_tegY/S220/xian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8819043.post-6234257267130157122</id><published>2006-12-16T10:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-16T10:53:50.534+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving Forward</title><content type='html'>It had been a heretic week with preparations for the SD Kenshu. Studied the NHR chapter on “Moving Forward” for this Kenshu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;General Plot:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Takao Okajima was a student division member who was highly resistant to the practice of religion until his poor health escalated and had a near death encounter. Friends from Soka Gakkai continued to encourage him and he finally realized that nothing is more important than living a noble life dedicated to the highest human ideals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He worked hard to share his enlightenment and wrote courageously to encourage others of their mission just as Sensei did. He finally fulfilled his dream of becoming a teacher after he graduated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five months of teaching and touching lives, he passed away in an automobile accident. But his legacy lived on and countless continued to be inspired by his example.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shizu suffered most of her life, losing two sons and a daughter. Her despair continued after her family incurred huge debts. But after she began practice of Buddhism, her life started to improve. Eventually, she overcame her grief and repaid all her debts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a deep sense of gratitude, she continues to seek out her mentor in life and studied diligently on Buddhism. At the advanced age of 72, she passed an examination and Buddhism with flying colors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Extracts:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;“I don’t think we’d be living up to our mission as genuine disciples if our reaction to the news of President Yamamoto’s upcoming visit was joy. We should welcome President Yamamoto with a victory. I’d like to suggest that we start an all-out campaign to increase Seikyo Shimbun readership, since that’s one of the best ways to promote understanding of the Soka Gakkai in our community.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No challenge is more exhilarating or causes one’s fighting spirit to burn more brightly than a challenge that comes from one’s own initiative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those who strive the hardest savor true joy, vitality and fulfillment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all have 24 hours a day. How we use that time, though, can make a huge difference in the way the future unfolds. Still water stagnates and a stationary wheel rusts. Constantly moving forward is the key to a bright and hopeful future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I’ll fight my hardest, until my frail body collapses, I’ll do my best, until my bones crumble to dust. And I’ll continue, firmly believing that that day will arrive when the golden sun shining in the east will rise high and illuminate the entire sky.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Soka Gakkai’s real strength lies in the fact that it is a group of ordinary people joined in spiritual solidarity with Shin’ichi in the lead. The father of Ghanaian independence and the nation’s first president Kwame Nkrumah (1909—72) declared: “There is no force, however formidable, that I a united people cannot overcome.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ordinary people, so often consigned to the sidelines of society, had awakened to their role as the emissaries of the Buddha and stood up courageously to carry out their mission of bringing happiness to humanity, uniting firmly in their cause. That is the Soka Gakkai. The Soka Gakkai is not an alliance bound by self-interest; it is a network joined together by noble and joyous life-to-life connections. That’s why it is so strong and invincible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the Gakkai, everyone is the president as long as they have firm resolve and are committed to realizing kosen-rufu. That’s what Nichiren Daishonin means when he says that his disciples and lay supporters should transcend all differences among themselves. That spirit itself is the sources of the Gakkai strength.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We who embrace faith in the Mystic Law have nothing to fear. The most important thing is to summon forth the power of faith and practice. Making ‘Daimoku First!’ our byword, let us continue moving forward, living lives of tremendous victory that are centered on vigorous daimoku. In other words, even should we face aneroid in our lives of great misfortune, if we have faith in the Lotus Sutra (the Gohonzon); we have nothing to worry about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8819043-6234257267130157122?l=rarant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/feeds/6234257267130157122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8819043&amp;postID=6234257267130157122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/6234257267130157122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/6234257267130157122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/2006/12/moving-forward.html' title='Moving Forward'/><author><name>Raymond Chng</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mM8LhwY1Skk/Sw0RN9QIWLI/AAAAAAAAAK0/8wu_FQ_tegY/S220/xian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8819043.post-640986695214025845</id><published>2006-12-02T01:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-02T01:19:44.585+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fighting Sansho Shima</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;28 November&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ivan convinced Chang Long to attend the SD Kenshu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;29 November&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chang Long was knocked down by a car in the morning. Admitted into Tan Tock Seng Hospital. Zone Daimokukai was called forth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A blessing from Gohonzon. He missed hitting a bus by only a metre at most. Would have lost his life if he did so. The lady who was knock down with him passed away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had his first operation to control the internal bleeding. Unable to operate on broken bones until the bleeding stops. Curbing pain through morphine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He roused from his coma in the evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;30 November&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His case was reported in the newspapers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chang Long had a second operation to control his internal bleeding. Visited him with Ivan. He was resting after the operation. NYPSD called a Daimokukai for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chanted at TBSC. Explained Chang Long situation to the WDs there. Full support for his recovery begins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;1 December&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Led a team of NYPSD members to visit Chang Long. He was removed from ICU because his internal bleeding had stablised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will know the full extend of his bones and spine injury tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shared with him that this accident is a sansho shima towards his participation of the SD Kenshu. Encouraged him to challenge and recover in time for the Kenshu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Declared this determination of NYPSD and reported to Zone side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;== Will Update again soon. Thank you everyone for sending prayers. ==&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8819043-640986695214025845?l=rarant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/feeds/640986695214025845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8819043&amp;postID=640986695214025845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/640986695214025845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/640986695214025845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/2006/12/fighting-sansho-shima.html' title='Fighting Sansho Shima'/><author><name>Raymond Chng</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mM8LhwY1Skk/Sw0RN9QIWLI/AAAAAAAAAK0/8wu_FQ_tegY/S220/xian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8819043.post-5770860851356437445</id><published>2006-11-27T12:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T12:15:09.782+08:00</updated><title type='text'>与月亮的对话</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;月亮把日光反照在大地&lt;br /&gt;好让黑暗的世界有盏灯&lt;br /&gt;少年仰望月亮整理心绪&lt;br /&gt;渴望它带来太阳的温暖&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8819043-5770860851356437445?l=rarant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/feeds/5770860851356437445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8819043&amp;postID=5770860851356437445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/5770860851356437445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/5770860851356437445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/2006/11/blog-post.html' title='与月亮的对话'/><author><name>Raymond Chng</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mM8LhwY1Skk/Sw0RN9QIWLI/AAAAAAAAAK0/8wu_FQ_tegY/S220/xian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8819043.post-116213122345458730</id><published>2006-10-29T22:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T22:13:43.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reservice 2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1233/617/1600/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1233/617/200/4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the 'Jungle' for 2 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll be back!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8819043-116213122345458730?l=rarant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/feeds/116213122345458730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8819043&amp;postID=116213122345458730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/116213122345458730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/116213122345458730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/2006/10/reservice-2006.html' title='Reservice 2006'/><author><name>Raymond Chng</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mM8LhwY1Skk/Sw0RN9QIWLI/AAAAAAAAAK0/8wu_FQ_tegY/S220/xian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8819043.post-116179098761926901</id><published>2006-10-25T23:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T23:52:16.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shakubuku</title><content type='html'>At 11pm, 24 October 2006, Tampines. I locked my first commitment for Vincent Tan to receive his Gohonzon. The joy is unfathomable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many things we can give a friend. But there is nothing that is more precious than to give him hope, to give him a philosophy which can lead him to a happier life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recalled my vow at the beginning of the year burning strongly again in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no greater joy than &lt;a href="http://geocities.com/ra_shunxian/NDB/4.htm"&gt;Nam-myoho-renge-kyo&lt;/a&gt;. I understood that now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8819043-116179098761926901?l=rarant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/feeds/116179098761926901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8819043&amp;postID=116179098761926901' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/116179098761926901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/116179098761926901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/2006/10/shakubuku.html' title='Shakubuku'/><author><name>Raymond Chng</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mM8LhwY1Skk/Sw0RN9QIWLI/AAAAAAAAAK0/8wu_FQ_tegY/S220/xian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8819043.post-116132573203759891</id><published>2006-10-20T14:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T14:28:52.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'>200th</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sunday, October 8, 2006&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Beijing Normal University Presents SGI President with His 200th Academic Honor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a ceremony at Soka University on October 7, Daisaku Ikeda, president of the Soka Gakkai International (SGI) lay Buddhist organization, was awarded an honorary professorship from Beijing Normal University, bringing to 200 the number of honorary doctorates, professorships and equivalent honors given in recognition of his efforts to promote peace through dialogue, citizen diplomacy and cross-cultural exchange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Established in 1902, Beijing Normal University is China's oldest teacher training university. In conferring the honorary professorship, the university's highest accolade, Vice President Ge Jianping stated, "Mr. Ikeda has made a profound contribution to the cause of Sino-Japanese friendship. He has traveled tirelessly to spread humanistic education and made great efforts to promote world peace." Professor Ge also mentioned that Mr. Ikeda's pioneering educational ideas are now the focus of scholarly research in China.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In his acceptance speech, Mr. Ikeda called for the strengthening of joint efforts by China and Japan toward protection of the environment as one way of improving relations. He urged the two governments to build on the existing Sino-Japan Friendship Center for Environmental Protection in Beijing and take the first steps in developing a comprehensive environmental partnership that could benefit the whole of Asia over the next 100 years. This would feature the sharing of technology, skills and human resources in order to address issues such as pollution prevention, energy efficiency and environmental education.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The SGI President also commented, "I regard today's honor as a symbol of trust in the members of SGI around the world. I am determined once again to dedicate myself to the construction of world peace and the further promotion of culture and education."&lt;br /&gt;Chinese Minister of Education Zhou Ji sent a congratulatory message stating, "President Ikeda is an old and treasured friend of all the Chinese people who has continuously contributed to Sino-Japanese friendship and educational exchange." Nobel laureates Wangari Maathai and Mikhail Gorbachev and former Japanese prime minister Junichiro Koizumi were among others who sent congratulatory messages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To date, a total of 67 universities in China have awarded honorary doctorates or professorships to Mr. Ikeda. He has repeatedly expressed the view that Japan must work to earn the trust of the countries of Asia which suffered the brutal effects of Japan's militarism during World War II, and was an early proponent of normalization of diplomatic relations between China and Japan, starting with a proposal made in 1968. He has initiated numerous cultural and educational exchanges as bridges of peace between the two countries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 1975, Soka University welcomed the first Chinese exchange students to study in Japan after the normalization of Sino-Japanese relations. Soka University now has exchange programs with 25 universities in China. The Min-On Concert Association, also founded by Mr. Ikeda, has invited 37 cultural groups from China to perform in Japan, and in July this year a 200-strong delegation of youth members of the Soka Gakkai visited China in a regular youth exchange program which began in 1985.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Ikeda was awarded the first of his 200 academic honors, an honorary doctorate from Moscow State University, in 1975. Since then he has received similar recognitions from universities and academic institutions in 42 countries, including Peking University, the University of Glasgow, the University of Denver, Ankara University, the Federal University of Rio de Janeiro, the University of Delhi, the University of Sydney and the University of Ghana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[Courtesy of an October 10, 2006 SGI Office of Information press release.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8819043-116132573203759891?l=rarant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/feeds/116132573203759891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8819043&amp;postID=116132573203759891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/116132573203759891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/116132573203759891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/2006/10/200th.html' title='200th'/><author><name>Raymond Chng</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mM8LhwY1Skk/Sw0RN9QIWLI/AAAAAAAAAK0/8wu_FQ_tegY/S220/xian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8819043.post-116125663972232978</id><published>2006-10-19T19:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T19:29:48.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BLAG</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;== Tagged by Cindy ==&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1) Name the last person you just asked to go out:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Elyn.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;2) Name an activity that you wish you're doing right now&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Learning.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;3) Name 10 people that you are thankful for in this life&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;A newborn lion cub is a cowardly cat, unsure of itself and afraid of the environment. It will even shiver at the sight of hyenas and tremble at the howling of the wolves. But once the cub comes to the realization that it too, possesses the heart of the lion heart, courage is found. Similarly, man is fundamentally weak. Yet each one of us possesses infinite potential. How do come about this potential and power? Only when we first find a worthy man and then realized that we too can be a true disciple of a great mentor, can be tap this power as a human being. I am thankful for having found my mentor, Dr Daisaku Ikeda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Two:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful for my mother. Not merely because she bore me and keep me alive in my childhood years. And it is not just because she showered her love to keep me emotionally stable but because she is a really amazing person. Alone and without much education, she raised three schooling children till each one of them completed their university education.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Three:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful for my father. His mistakes created a drive within me to succeed in life no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Four:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful for my siblings. I grew up with them after all. They affected the way I turn out quite a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Five:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful for ZJ, a friend who grew up with me in the heartland of Hougang. Only a year older than me, his death before our twentieth birthdays due to an auto-accident roused a demand in my soul to search for answers to life and death. I pored into the teachings of Christianity and Buddhism which were the predominant religions of the people with Chinese ancestry. Those studies provided me with a sound foundation in life philosophy. After the “9-11” incident, I took to studying about Islam too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Six:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful for Camy. Although the four years we were together as a couple did not work out in the end, I learnt much about being in a relationship from her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Seven:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful for my comrades in the SGI/SSA/SD. There are my comrades! ’nuff said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eight:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful to my wacky colleagues and my lovely students. They make my working life bearable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nine:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful for my NIE gang mainly because I was tagged by one of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(The appreciation is real. But the one-liner reason is also real. That is because there are simply too many people I am thankful for and there is no way I can finish listing them all with ten entries. That is why I’m leaving number ten hanging and open-ended.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ten:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I shall just pass the tag to... anyone who bothers lah..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Showing appreciation is a very humbling process. I don't usually respond to BLAG, but I found this one worth doing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8819043-116125663972232978?l=rarant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/feeds/116125663972232978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8819043&amp;postID=116125663972232978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/116125663972232978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/116125663972232978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/2006/10/blag.html' title='BLAG'/><author><name>Raymond Chng</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mM8LhwY1Skk/Sw0RN9QIWLI/AAAAAAAAAK0/8wu_FQ_tegY/S220/xian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8819043.post-116031959720349623</id><published>2006-10-08T22:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-08T22:59:57.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>October Haze</title><content type='html'>The haze due to the forest fire further south is back again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a new car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a HV filled month ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling quite alive, but not much motivation to blog. Lots of reading to be done. Studying hard in preparation of the Youth Camp and the PGR Campaign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe a bit more blogging when the EOY holiday comes along.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8819043-116031959720349623?l=rarant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/feeds/116031959720349623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8819043&amp;postID=116031959720349623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/116031959720349623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/116031959720349623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/2006/10/october-haze.html' title='October Haze'/><author><name>Raymond Chng</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mM8LhwY1Skk/Sw0RN9QIWLI/AAAAAAAAAK0/8wu_FQ_tegY/S220/xian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8819043.post-115961759465221607</id><published>2006-09-30T19:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T19:59:54.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd Student Peace Lecture</title><content type='html'>A significant victory for the Students Division of SSA. Soka Gakkai is an organization, though based on Nichiren Buddhism, is a dynamic organization that aims to promote Peace, Culture and Education in our secular world. Here in Singapore, SSA is very well-known for its efforts in culture with participation in NDP and Chingay. The average Singaporean has no problem identifying SSA with NDP, a national celebration which we have supported for 25 years and counting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that is only a third of our community activities. Today, the 2ns Student Peace Lecture took place with the attendance of many distinguished educators in Singapore. The lecture was on “Education: A Singapore Perspective” presented by Professor Cham Tao Soon, the man who can be said to shape the tertiary education in Singapore with his involvement in three of our local universities. The event was also chaired by Professor Leo Tan, who is currently the director of NIE, the main institute tasked with the training of educators in Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am truly honored to be involved in the main committee such a signification event in the field of Education. I am also very proud that this Lecture, from conceptualization to the execution, is fully done by the Students Division. The SD had truly growth in the six years that I had been here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My only regret is that my Principal was unable to attend this event at the last minute. But I will persevere. As long as I remain in this school I am teaching at, I will spare no energy to influence it in the direction of an institute imbued with the qualities of humanistic education.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8819043-115961759465221607?l=rarant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/feeds/115961759465221607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8819043&amp;postID=115961759465221607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/115961759465221607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/115961759465221607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/2006/09/2nd-student-peace-lecture.html' title='2nd Student Peace Lecture'/><author><name>Raymond Chng</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mM8LhwY1Skk/Sw0RN9QIWLI/AAAAAAAAAK0/8wu_FQ_tegY/S220/xian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8819043.post-115849821376805481</id><published>2006-09-17T21:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T21:03:33.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wisdom from Mother</title><content type='html'>According to my mother dearest, it is worst to end up with a gambling spouse than a cheating spouse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A cheating spouse, out of guilt of breaking the marital vows, will generally be apologetic about it. Hence, they leave your personal life alone and it will be much easier to make a clean break when necessary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A gambling habit, however, is trickier. Gambling per se is not a vital vice. In Singapore culture, a little gambling is a part and parcel of life as the general population place a little wager on games such as 4D and Toto. But the problem will arise if the gambling ever grew big enough to become an addiction and compulsion. And the wager you place grew beyond your means.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A gambling spouse who is also an addict will destroy the family, leaving debts behind even if a break is achieved. What makes it more painful is that the addict may not even realized that they have a serious flaw in their character.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hence, my mother declared that it is worst to end up with a gambler than a womanizer. That is, unless the womanizer gives you the incurable diseases.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My call? Both are mistakes we should NEVER make. Case close!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8819043-115849821376805481?l=rarant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/feeds/115849821376805481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8819043&amp;postID=115849821376805481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/115849821376805481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/115849821376805481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/2006/09/wisdom-from-mother.html' title='Wisdom from Mother'/><author><name>Raymond Chng</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mM8LhwY1Skk/Sw0RN9QIWLI/AAAAAAAAAK0/8wu_FQ_tegY/S220/xian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8819043.post-115833303192098300</id><published>2006-09-15T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-15T23:10:31.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>I felt a bout of irritation and discomfort with Mrs Q mentioned that she is trying to introduce a boyfriend to her. My mind went blank for a while and mumble something about clothes being loose is a good excuse to buy some new ones….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~sigh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to sort out my feelings somehow. It is starting to consume me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8819043-115833303192098300?l=rarant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/feeds/115833303192098300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8819043&amp;postID=115833303192098300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/115833303192098300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/115833303192098300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/2006/09/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>Raymond Chng</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mM8LhwY1Skk/Sw0RN9QIWLI/AAAAAAAAAK0/8wu_FQ_tegY/S220/xian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8819043.post-115684532739511496</id><published>2006-08-29T17:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T17:55:27.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Medical CARE</title><content type='html'>Recalling a conversation with Jenny last night, an experienced nurse with decades of experiences:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once upon a time, doctors were truly amazing people. With a little probing, a little observations and a taking of the pulse, they knew exactly what is wrong with the patient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was once, she witnessed a doctor just feeling the near the ribs of a patient and declared that the patient was suffering from liver inflammation. A more careful examination and the doctor can tell exactly how many centimeters was the swollen of the liver and give advice immediately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, the same patient would have to pay at least $400 immediately for a scan for similar complains. This is without guarantee that a correct diagnosis would be obtained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makes us wonder why medical fees are ever growing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Technology is making things easier, and medical workers, doctors and nurses alike are becoming excellence machine operators rather than care-givers, is it time to ask if technology is making things too easy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a student of technology. I graduated with a degree in Computer Engineering and I am a certified “geek”. But I must never forget that it is humanity that makes life worthwhile.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8819043-115684532739511496?l=rarant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/feeds/115684532739511496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8819043&amp;postID=115684532739511496' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/115684532739511496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/115684532739511496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/2006/08/medical-care.html' title='Medical CARE'/><author><name>Raymond Chng</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mM8LhwY1Skk/Sw0RN9QIWLI/AAAAAAAAAK0/8wu_FQ_tegY/S220/xian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8819043.post-115676461515077168</id><published>2006-08-28T19:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T23:17:17.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Fairer Sex</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7602/89/1600/man.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: centre; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7602/89/1600/man.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really love women.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it sounds corny but quoting something I heard from the television, “The Man is excellent worker. Give them a task and he will work his ass off. But facing issues of relationship, he is totally clueless.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The quality of our human existence is directly related to the value of our human relationships. That is why women are indefinitely more valuable than man in my opinion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe Seng is right. I need another woman in my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8819043-115676461515077168?l=rarant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/feeds/115676461515077168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8819043&amp;postID=115676461515077168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/115676461515077168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/115676461515077168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/2006/08/fairer-sex.html' title='The Fairer Sex'/><author><name>Raymond Chng</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mM8LhwY1Skk/Sw0RN9QIWLI/AAAAAAAAAK0/8wu_FQ_tegY/S220/xian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8819043.post-115502214479035149</id><published>2006-08-08T15:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T15:29:04.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mr David Gemmell</title><content type='html'>This entry is dedicated in memory of Mr David Gemmell, who passed away on the 28 July 2006 at the age of 57. He was, and always will be, one of my favorite authors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I first encountered Mr Gemmell’s book when I was hunting for a book to read during my NS time. It was by accident really. It was a period of my life where I really read a lot. Besides, I was just lonely NS boy then. Besides doing army stuff in camp, I only have my books. So it was that I picked a book from the “Just Returned” section of the library. And the rest is history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Books after books written by him were devoured by me as I hunted all the libraries in Singapore for his books. I was addicted. But being the miserly guy that I am, I never bought any of his books, instead, always waiting for some collectors’ edition to arrive. There were some omnibus that was published, but I couldn’t get my hands of them… yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Friday, I finally bought my own copy of his book. His latest, entitled “Lord of the Silver Bow”. It was to be the first of a trilogy. But I guessed this trilogy will never be finished now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m glad I bought the book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank thee, Mr Gemmell, for hours of entertainment and a lifetime of inspiration.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8819043-115502214479035149?l=rarant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/feeds/115502214479035149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8819043&amp;postID=115502214479035149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/115502214479035149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/115502214479035149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/2006/08/mr-david-gemmell.html' title='Mr David Gemmell'/><author><name>Raymond Chng</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mM8LhwY1Skk/Sw0RN9QIWLI/AAAAAAAAAK0/8wu_FQ_tegY/S220/xian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8819043.post-115479491217689024</id><published>2006-08-06T00:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T00:21:53.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Asterix</title><content type='html'>I love the sea and the things that allow humans to move on them. They are call ships generally. Sometimes they may be referred as boats. I hardly know the difference. Then there are galleys and canoes and triremes and frigates. They are all fascinating anyhow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I think Asterix is a damn cool comic. Used to borrow them from my primary school library. Finally got my first copy of the comic after 16 years.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8819043-115479491217689024?l=rarant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/feeds/115479491217689024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8819043&amp;postID=115479491217689024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/115479491217689024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/115479491217689024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/2006/08/asterix.html' title='Asterix'/><author><name>Raymond Chng</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mM8LhwY1Skk/Sw0RN9QIWLI/AAAAAAAAAK0/8wu_FQ_tegY/S220/xian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8819043.post-115185833142619644</id><published>2006-07-03T00:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T20:21:50.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>情愿</title><content type='html'>她的魔力好厉害&lt;br /&gt;只要轻轻一回眸&lt;br /&gt;见到她我就慌了起来&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这些年的功德勤&lt;br /&gt;忙着修声又养性&lt;br /&gt;我以为我已百毒不清&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;其实心绪好脆弱&lt;br /&gt;故事里也常常说&lt;br /&gt;需多情种才中情花毒&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;少女早已成少妇&lt;br /&gt;世俗苦而徒劳苦&lt;br /&gt;这是我愿受的余业吗&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;‘贤’&lt;/span&gt;言&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;‘贤’&lt;/span&gt;语&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8819043-115185833142619644?l=rarant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/feeds/115185833142619644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8819043&amp;postID=115185833142619644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/115185833142619644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/115185833142619644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/2006/07/blog-post.html' title='情愿'/><author><name>Raymond Chng</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mM8LhwY1Skk/Sw0RN9QIWLI/AAAAAAAAAK0/8wu_FQ_tegY/S220/xian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8819043.post-115091684371984030</id><published>2006-06-22T03:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T03:11:14.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Irony of the Human Soul</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Once there was a calm pulse&lt;br /&gt;Wary for the unknown&lt;br /&gt;The youths are married to their phone&lt;br /&gt;Their link to the other beyond them&lt;br /&gt;Trapped, chained, shackled&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for a beep that never came&lt;br /&gt;The sinking to the Abyss&lt;br /&gt;The worried frown&lt;br /&gt;What is it for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When bus rides was interesting&lt;br /&gt;Wearing a uniform is a pride&lt;br /&gt;The hamburger is new&lt;br /&gt;Enlightened, energized, recharged&lt;br /&gt;Swimming in a tune that never leaves&lt;br /&gt;The rising of the senses&lt;br /&gt;The plastic smiles&lt;br /&gt;Why does the tear fall?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I suddenly want to write a song for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;No matter how my heart bleed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;With every thought of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Yet, there is something sweet lingering&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;The irony of the human soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8819043-115091684371984030?l=rarant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/feeds/115091684371984030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8819043&amp;postID=115091684371984030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/115091684371984030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/115091684371984030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/2006/06/irony-of-human-soul.html' title='The Irony of the Human Soul'/><author><name>Raymond Chng</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mM8LhwY1Skk/Sw0RN9QIWLI/AAAAAAAAAK0/8wu_FQ_tegY/S220/xian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8819043.post-115012297690812726</id><published>2006-06-12T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T22:36:17.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fallen Comrades</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Another death of a dear brother&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A comrade of faith&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Leaving behind young wife &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And grieving parents&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Makes one think how life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Can be short and unpredictable&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What is important&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Is to create the most value in life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Before we pass from this world&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For the world will turn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And the moon will still shine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And the dream of &lt;em&gt;Kosen-Rufu&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Must live on!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8819043-115012297690812726?l=rarant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/feeds/115012297690812726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8819043&amp;postID=115012297690812726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/115012297690812726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/115012297690812726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/2006/06/fallen-comrades.html' title='Fallen Comrades'/><author><name>Raymond Chng</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mM8LhwY1Skk/Sw0RN9QIWLI/AAAAAAAAAK0/8wu_FQ_tegY/S220/xian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8819043.post-115004750242997831</id><published>2006-06-12T01:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T01:38:22.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Living Dialogue</title><content type='html'>Got a new book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;The Living Dialogue: Socrates to Ikeda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; by N. Radhakrishnan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will try to review it if i can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;= = = = = = =&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One week left to SD concert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started reading the Youthful Diary by Sensei to get some ideas on the script for the YMD Formation Day. Had to generate the script by tomorrow. It is a mad rush. But it will be a worthy challenge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;= = = = = = =&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;World Cup started. There is something about men and balls that non-believers of the beautiful game will have problem understanding.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8819043-115004750242997831?l=rarant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/feeds/115004750242997831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8819043&amp;postID=115004750242997831' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/115004750242997831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/115004750242997831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/2006/06/living-dialogue.html' title='The Living Dialogue'/><author><name>Raymond Chng</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mM8LhwY1Skk/Sw0RN9QIWLI/AAAAAAAAAK0/8wu_FQ_tegY/S220/xian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8819043.post-114926077405766948</id><published>2006-06-02T23:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-02T23:06:14.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>向著阳光走</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;有些事在我心中想对你说&lt;br /&gt;只是我找不到机会开口&lt;br /&gt;今夜我有一种从来没有的感动&lt;br /&gt;现在说也许正是时候&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;记得失败它曾经老是跟著我走&lt;br /&gt;挫折它想尽办法要我低头&lt;br /&gt;自卑它曾经是我多年的朋友&lt;br /&gt;在人生路上将我左右&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;可是我想人总要向著阳光走&lt;br /&gt;下定决心怎麽苦也不要回头&lt;br /&gt;人生的路终归要自己走&lt;br /&gt;自己走 鼓起勇气承受        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;我想人总要向著阳光走&lt;br /&gt;下定决心怎麽痛也不要低头&lt;br /&gt;人生的路终归要自己走&lt;br /&gt;幸福他会向你伸出温暖的双手&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8819043-114926077405766948?l=rarant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/feeds/114926077405766948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8819043&amp;postID=114926077405766948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/114926077405766948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/114926077405766948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/2006/06/blog-post.html' title='向著阳光走'/><author><name>Raymond Chng</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mM8LhwY1Skk/Sw0RN9QIWLI/AAAAAAAAAK0/8wu_FQ_tegY/S220/xian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8819043.post-114914487841801920</id><published>2006-06-01T14:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T14:56:27.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Renewal</title><content type='html'>I re-read all the posts I'd made on this blog since October 2004. Revisiting my thoughts is a enriching process. I saw my growth, as well as my weaknesses. It is time to renew my vows once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm ready.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8819043-114914487841801920?l=rarant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/feeds/114914487841801920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8819043&amp;postID=114914487841801920' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/114914487841801920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/114914487841801920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/2006/06/renewal.html' title='Renewal'/><author><name>Raymond Chng</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mM8LhwY1Skk/Sw0RN9QIWLI/AAAAAAAAAK0/8wu_FQ_tegY/S220/xian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8819043.post-114822972098584733</id><published>2006-05-22T00:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T00:49:07.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'>On Attaining Buddhahood (Part 1)</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;There is no distinction between the secular and the divine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I once read a book by Dr Brian Weiss who, through years of psychological research, concluded that reincarnation is a reality. Of course there would still be people who will argue otherwise because if reincarnation is true, then life would be rather frightening. Why so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was an ancient Chinese saying that sufferings in life will occur 8 to 9 times out of 10. That is to say that about 80% of the time while we are alive, we are suffering. There are many forms of suffering. The most basic and common types described by Buddhism are Birth, Old Age, Sickness and Death. We could also suffer from more subtle human emotions just as loneliness, hatred and fear. Generally, we can say that people suffer because they have certain desires which they cannot achieve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since the beginning of human civilizations, people had strived to break away from the cycle of birth and rebirth because the sufferings are unbearable. Recognizing that desires causes sufferings, many had attempted to try to achieve a state of life with minimum desires. These are the hermits and monks we read about, living in seclusion among the mountains, meditating most of their days. Although these people may be relatively successful in eradicating sufferings, their practice is not suitable for the masses looking for a salvation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hence, people tried another alternative, and that is to deny or to break away from the cycle of life altogether.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In ancient Chinese, which was rich in mythology and folklore, there is a tradition of deitifying great emperors and heroes, much like the ancient Greeks and Romans. These are perfect conditions to envision a divine world separate from existence. If we, common mortals cannot do anything about our sufferings, maybe something more powerful and divine can. That was the thought that gave birth to a new school of philosophy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Buddhism spread to China, it evolved as influenced by the prevailing culture. The Buddha, which was originally meant to be an enlightened ordinary human being, became imbued with supernatural qualities. Instead of praying to the Law of the universe to gain the wisdom, courage and compassion of a Buddha, some people started to chant the name of Amita Buddha (南无阿呢陀佛) hoping to be delivered to a western paradise to live in eternally, hence breaking away from the cycle of birth and death and sufferings. That is actually a misguided practice of Buddhism. This is parallel to the development of western thoughts influenced by the Greek and Roman mythologies. Men hoped to live a worthy life so that when they die, they get to be in heaven with God for eternity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although such evolution of philosophy serves to encourage mankind to live justly and had indeed allowed us to prosper, it is against the natural flow of the Law of the universe. How then can we seek true happiness among the necessary sufferings without compromising our psychological inclinations?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;(TO BE CONTINUED)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8819043-114822972098584733?l=rarant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/feeds/114822972098584733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8819043&amp;postID=114822972098584733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/114822972098584733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/114822972098584733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/2006/05/on-attaining-buddhahood-part-1.html' title='On Attaining Buddhahood (Part 1)'/><author><name>Raymond Chng</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mM8LhwY1Skk/Sw0RN9QIWLI/AAAAAAAAAK0/8wu_FQ_tegY/S220/xian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8819043.post-114662143255207434</id><published>2006-05-03T09:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T10:09:04.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year!</title><content type='html'>May 3. A significant day for the Soka Gakkai and can even be regarded as the "New Year" for organisation. Hence, I'll take this opportunity to share an extract from the "New Year Gosho".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;New Year's Day marks the first day, the first month, the beginning of the year and the start of spring. A person who celebrates this day will gain virtue and be loved by all, just as the moon becomes full gradually, moving from west to east, and the sun shines more brightly traveling from east to west.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, as to the question of where exactly hell and the Buddha exist, one sutra states that hell exists underground and another sutra says that the Buddha is in the west. However, closer examination reveals that both exist in our five-foot body. The reason I think so is that hell is in the heart of a man who inwardly despises his father and disregards his mother, just like the lotus seed, which contains both flower and fruit at the same time. In the same way, the Buddha dwells inside our hearts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example, flint can produce fire and gems possess value in themselves. We common mortals can see neither our own eyebrows, which are so close, nor heaven in the distance. Likewise, we do not see that the Buddha exists in our own hearts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may question how is it that the Buddha can reside within us when our bodies, originating from our parents' sperm and blood, are the source of the three poisons and the seat of the carnal desires. But repeated consideration shows the validity of my claim. The pure lotus flower blooms out of the muddy pond, the fragrant sandalwood grows from the soil, the graceful cherry blossoms come forth from trees, the beautiful Yang Kuei-fei was born of a maidservant, and the moon rises from behind the mountains to shed light on them. Misfortune comes from one's mouth and ruins him, but fortune comes from one's mind and makes him worthy of respect. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;~ Nichiren &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have peace here in Singapore. But we do not yet have a &lt;strong&gt;Culture of Peace&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am desperate.&lt;br /&gt;I am desperate for Hope.&lt;br /&gt;I am desperate for Humanism.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8819043-114662143255207434?l=rarant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/feeds/114662143255207434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8819043&amp;postID=114662143255207434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/114662143255207434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/114662143255207434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/2006/05/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year!'/><author><name>Raymond Chng</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mM8LhwY1Skk/Sw0RN9QIWLI/AAAAAAAAAK0/8wu_FQ_tegY/S220/xian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8819043.post-114618995770127780</id><published>2006-04-28T09:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-28T10:05:57.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Education is a Uniquely Human Privilege</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;"Don't despair within the yeast of our times - whatever may threaten or hinder you - just educate! Educate even better, surer, firmer! - for all circumstances and sorrows into which you may be thrown, for the storms that may await you!" ~ Johann Gottfried Herder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8819043-114618995770127780?l=rarant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/feeds/114618995770127780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8819043&amp;postID=114618995770127780' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/114618995770127780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/114618995770127780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/2006/04/education-is-uniquely-human-privilege.html' title='Education is a Uniquely Human Privilege'/><author><name>Raymond Chng</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mM8LhwY1Skk/Sw0RN9QIWLI/AAAAAAAAAK0/8wu_FQ_tegY/S220/xian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8819043.post-114483556362190484</id><published>2006-04-12T17:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-12T17:52:43.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BOE~</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;The word Bodhisattva is not unfamiliar to people who have any knowledge of Buddhism. Basically, Bodhisattva is used to describe a person who have elevated beyond the selfish ego and develop compassion to think and work for the happiness of others. For example, the Bodhisattva Wonderful Sounds may be a musician who uses his music to encourage another person. The Bodhisattva Bright Lights may be one who brings cheers and laughers to brighten the day of the people he encounters with. Hence, with this understanding, we can say that people who devoted their lives for the betterment of their communities are Bodhisattvas. This includes famous role models such as Gandhi and Martin Luther King Jr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the Lotus Sutra, there was a scenario that was described as follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Lord Buddha described that Latter Day of the Law as a period of time where people are deluded and slander the law repeatedly. They refuse to believe that they possess the Buddha Nature in their lives and seek happiness from the external sources. He then asked the assembly of capable men and women and supernatural beings, who among them, will lead the people of this Latter Day to happiness through Buddhism. Each one of them vied for the honor. However, the Lord Buddha explained that he had in fact, trained multitudes of Bodhisattvas since the remote past for this purpose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just as he spoke, the ground opened and countless Bodhisattvas emerged from the Earth. These Bodhisattvas of the Earth (BOE) are lead by the following four Bodhisattvas, Bodhisattva Superior Practices, Bodhisattva Boundless Practices, Bodhisattva Pure Practices and Bodhisattva Firmly Establish Practices. These leaders of represented the four virtues of the BOE.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bodhisattva Superior Practices – True Self&lt;br /&gt;Bodhisattva Boundless Practices – Eternity&lt;br /&gt;Bodhisattva Pure Practices – Purity&lt;br /&gt;Bodhisattva Firmly Establish Practices – Happiness&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;True Self represents the understanding that we all possess the Buddha Nature within us. Hence, we are all capable of attaining Buddhahood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eternity represents the fact that Buddhahood is manifested and activated when we practice Buddhism. It is not bestowed upon us by any powers or deity. It is a potential that resides in all life for all eternity. (The remote past mentioned in the metaphorical Lotus Sutra represents eternity without beginning or ending.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Purity is the practice of Buddhism with sincerity and devotion. That is, it is Faith that allows us to activate our Buddha Nature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happiness is the sharing of this wonderful philosophy with the people around, especially those we care about so that they too, may attain enlightenment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Earth is the source of all life. It is the support for plants and animals alike so that our ecology is functioning as it does. Its life-giving capability is unlimited. Similar, when we realized our mission as BOE, and chant Nam-myoho-renge-kyo with the same mind as the original Buddha, we too, will be able to tap an unlimited source of wisdom, compassion and courage.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;我常知众生。&lt;br /&gt;行道不行道。&lt;br /&gt;随遇所可度。&lt;br /&gt;为说种种法。&lt;br /&gt;每自作是念。&lt;br /&gt;以何令终生。&lt;br /&gt;得入无上道。&lt;br /&gt;速成就佛身。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8819043-114483556362190484?l=rarant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/feeds/114483556362190484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8819043&amp;postID=114483556362190484' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/114483556362190484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/114483556362190484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/2006/04/boe.html' title='BOE~'/><author><name>Raymond Chng</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mM8LhwY1Skk/Sw0RN9QIWLI/AAAAAAAAAK0/8wu_FQ_tegY/S220/xian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8819043.post-114407826125536319</id><published>2006-04-03T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-03T23:33:38.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>April Fools and The Passing of Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;To be praised by fools is the greatest shame of all!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wrote the following essay in the year 2003 to demonstrate my stand with the destruction of Sho-Hondo. Recent dialogues I had with various individuals brought my attention to the existance of the NS propagation centre which represents the spread of a corrupted teaching that will result in the manifestation of all human negativities. This centre is the counter example of everything Sho-Hondo stands for. I am determined to never be defeated by this "thorn" in humanity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Essay: The Passing of Time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Time shallows everything that lies in its path. The world had seen the Hanging Garden of Babylon, the Great Pyramid of Giza, the Great Wall of China and many other magnificent structures. Time WILL shallow them all. The world had witnessed many great empires, from Alexander the Great to Julius Caesar, from Genghis Khan to Napoleon. Time had shallow them as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can last? Only ideas! Great philosophers and thinkers had passed from the world since ancient time. But their ideas survive the tide of time because people made them so. There is nothing more valuable then a system of thoughts that can inspire people and bring hope and courage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything has their value. I can appreciate that. Physical items like a healthy economy, magnificent architectures, a powerful work of art and many others all have their unique way of contributing to humanity when utilized in a proper way. For example, we can always build better and nicer community centers. They are good for people to conduct dialogue and strengthen their faith. The buildings may last for a couple of centuries when they are well cared for, but will they be there 10,000 years later? If so, how about 1,000,000 years later? I doubt it. But what have a chance of surviving? It is none other than the spirit behind the buildings. The Sho-Hondo was an excellence castle of kosen rufu. Yet, the corrupted Nikken Sect can easily tear it down. But the spirit of the castle survived in Soka Gakkai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did Sensei found the Min-On Concert Association? It is simply not possible for every musical talent to showcase their music and achieve the noble purpose of cultural exchange. But culture exchange must go on with or without the Min-On Concert Association. Besides all the efforts of Min-On, what Min-On really represents is even more important. Min-On is a beacon for the rest of the world, illuminating the true spirit of Culture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Similarly, why did Sensei found the Soka school system including the Soka University and the Soka University of America? Despite the continuing efforts, including SSA, to build more Soka schools for our local community, it is just not realistic for everyone to be educated under the Soka school system. Education for the young is a powerful tool. When not managed properly, it can be the weapon of devils to bring evil to our world. When Sensei found the Soka school system, what was achieved was to give the world a hope. It is the hope that value-creating education can bring to humanity that is important. Thus, if this same humanistic education can be implemented in other non-Soka schools, the spirit will live on. Having just Soka schools was never Sensei's intention. But having the Soka spirit in every school is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a more personal level, we will all die. Every one of us must without exception. What will remain then? Is it our material accomplishment? We can build the best buildings. We can produce the best business empire. We can manufacture the best machineries. We can code the most powerful software. All these contributions count. They do. But they pale in comparison to the effect of spreading the best ideas and philosophy to other lives. This is because only ideas can survive the ebb and flow of civilizations. Only a strong sound philosophy can allow humanity to flourish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Nichiren Daishonin states, "If Nichiren's compassion is truly great, this Law will spread for ten thousands and more." He is not just concern about the current situation or even the next century or so. His compassion goes so far into the future of humanity that it is really difficult for us to fathom. In a future that distant, nothing will survive, except the true Law.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Countless times had Sensei lamented in his novel, The Human Revolution and The New Human Revolution that he was unable to find someone who can really share his vision. Sensei's thoughts go way beyond the 21st century. His efforts for peace, culture and education can be witness by all the activities he had pioneered. But what makes him really noble is not just all these, but the fact that his greatest contribution to humanity is the spread of many magnificent ideas that will survive in his true disciples. It is his efforts to ensure that this wonderful philosophy, that can give hope and courage to anyone, reaches everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is precisely why he treasures those that work hardest for kosen rufu. There are many ways for us human being to contribute to humanity. But the harsh truth is that nothing we do can be really eternal, except for kosen rufu. Kosen rufu is the only efforts that can last for eternity. That is hence, the noblest way to live our life. And it is we, as Sensei's disciple to make sure that kosen rufu happens, from live to live, generations to generations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ra&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;28th August 2003&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8819043-114407826125536319?l=rarant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/feeds/114407826125536319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8819043&amp;postID=114407826125536319' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/114407826125536319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/114407826125536319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/2006/04/april-fools-and-passing-of-time.html' title='April Fools and The Passing of Time'/><author><name>Raymond Chng</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mM8LhwY1Skk/Sw0RN9QIWLI/AAAAAAAAAK0/8wu_FQ_tegY/S220/xian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8819043.post-114355716373258933</id><published>2006-03-28T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-28T22:46:03.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Full Throttle</title><content type='html'>My life is in full throttle again after a short break at the school camp. I hurt my neck unknowingly. By which, I meant that I hurt it without knowing why nor when. But I believe it was a blessing in disguise. I had rested and am ready for another campaign for &lt;em&gt;Peace, Education and Culture&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Friday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Attended the Sixth Daisaku Ikeda Annual Lecture. The guest speaker was Dr Alatas who was a leading Muslim sociologist. His insights on the topic “Peace and Cruelty” are truly inspiring. My heart ached for our generations who are deluded to the fact that war is barbarous and deterrence is a poor excuse for the participation in the arms race.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I vowed to speak out even more for justice and peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Saturday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Transmission Committee meeting. Keenly felt my mission once again. The year 2006 MUST end in victory!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Defeat is not an option!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Sunday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Discussion meeting. An oasis of dialogue! Relived the eternal 3.16 and fired the spirit of Mentor and Disciple within me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sensei! I will definitely work hard and become a capable youth you can be proud of!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Monday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Received news that a NYPSD ywd is hospitalized with some kidney trouble. Prayed deeply for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Flag-bearers of NYPSD! Now is the time to be united, to grow, to develop, to win! And be ever stronger!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Tuesday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Kick-off meeting for NDP 2006! Culture is the true expression of humanity. It will be a tough journey. It will be a struggle. But without a life-and-death challenge, we cannot savor joy from our existence in this planet Earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wait in anticipation.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8819043-114355716373258933?l=rarant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/feeds/114355716373258933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8819043&amp;postID=114355716373258933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/114355716373258933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/114355716373258933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/2006/03/full-throttle.html' title='Full Throttle'/><author><name>Raymond Chng</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mM8LhwY1Skk/Sw0RN9QIWLI/AAAAAAAAAK0/8wu_FQ_tegY/S220/xian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8819043.post-114233027179826372</id><published>2006-03-14T17:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-19T22:32:38.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>I learnt that it truly matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need to work on my &lt;em&gt;Shoho Jisso&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8819043-114233027179826372?l=rarant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/feeds/114233027179826372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8819043&amp;postID=114233027179826372' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/114233027179826372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/114233027179826372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/2006/03/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>Raymond Chng</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mM8LhwY1Skk/Sw0RN9QIWLI/AAAAAAAAAK0/8wu_FQ_tegY/S220/xian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8819043.post-114164941550478454</id><published>2006-03-06T20:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-06T20:50:16.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Money</title><content type='html'>"So, you want a lot of money, then?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And if you get it, what will you do with all this money?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[silence]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You may ask me for a knife, and I might give it to you. But what will you do with it? Will you use it to hurt someone... to hurt yourself? Or will you use it to carve an ordinary piece of wood into the image of the Buddha?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"From a Buddhist perspective, everything in life has two purposes: its basic purpose and its true purpose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The basic purpose of this building we are sitting in now, for instance, is to protect me from the sun and the rain while I sit here. But the true purpose of the building is to protect me from the sun and the rain while I sit here... and encourage one person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The basic purpose of a car is to enable you to travel a long distance. But the true purpose of a car is to enable you to travel a long distance... and encourage one person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The purpose of having money is to buy gasoline to put in the car, so that you can travel a long distance. But the true purpose of having money is to buy gasoline to put in the car, so that you can travel a long distance... and encourage one person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Why do we pray each morning, during gongyo, for the protection of the Buddhist gods? We pray for the protection of the Buddhist gods so that we will be safe as we drive in our car, and travel a long distance... and encourage one person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If you possess a thing, like a car, but do not realize its true purpose, then you may as well throw it away. But if you pray for your desires with a sincere determination to realize its true purpose, then you will always have what you need."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8819043-114164941550478454?l=rarant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/feeds/114164941550478454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8819043&amp;postID=114164941550478454' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/114164941550478454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/114164941550478454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/2006/03/money.html' title='Money'/><author><name>Raymond Chng</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mM8LhwY1Skk/Sw0RN9QIWLI/AAAAAAAAAK0/8wu_FQ_tegY/S220/xian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8819043.post-114095188245945512</id><published>2006-02-26T19:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-26T19:15:19.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NDP 2006</title><content type='html'>I am ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The 5 Guidelines of Faith&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;Faith for a harmonious family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;Faith for each person to become happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;Faith for surmounting obstacles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;Faith for health and long life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;Faith for absolute victory&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8819043-114095188245945512?l=rarant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/feeds/114095188245945512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8819043&amp;postID=114095188245945512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/114095188245945512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/114095188245945512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/2006/02/ndp-2006.html' title='NDP 2006'/><author><name>Raymond Chng</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mM8LhwY1Skk/Sw0RN9QIWLI/AAAAAAAAAK0/8wu_FQ_tegY/S220/xian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8819043.post-114044928612059365</id><published>2006-02-20T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T23:31:18.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Johari Window</title><content type='html'>Don't trust whatever you read here about me. But add your opinion nonetheless. Especially what I think of myself. It is all a lie!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*LOL*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kevan.org/johari?name=~Ra~"&gt;http://kevan.org/johari?name=~Ra~&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*bleh*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8819043-114044928612059365?l=rarant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/feeds/114044928612059365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8819043&amp;postID=114044928612059365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/114044928612059365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/114044928612059365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/2006/02/johari-window.html' title='Johari Window'/><author><name>Raymond Chng</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mM8LhwY1Skk/Sw0RN9QIWLI/AAAAAAAAAK0/8wu_FQ_tegY/S220/xian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8819043.post-114010283686070284</id><published>2006-02-16T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-16T23:13:56.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Campaign Fatigue?!</title><content type='html'>Campaign Fatigue?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck you Raymond, you are too weak!! You need to seriously reflect on your lacklustre attitude and muster even greater courage and wisdom.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8819043-114010283686070284?l=rarant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/feeds/114010283686070284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8819043&amp;postID=114010283686070284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/114010283686070284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/114010283686070284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/2006/02/campaign-fatigue.html' title='Campaign Fatigue?!'/><author><name>Raymond Chng</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mM8LhwY1Skk/Sw0RN9QIWLI/AAAAAAAAAK0/8wu_FQ_tegY/S220/xian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8819043.post-113869407412298069</id><published>2006-01-31T15:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-31T15:54:34.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CNY 2006</title><content type='html'>The previous weekend had been the Chinese New Year celebration. Not that it was a special New Year, but I guess every one of them was unique in its own ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fundamentally, New Year is a time when people celebrated the coming of spring. And seeing that the majority of civilization thrived in the northern hemisphere, it is not surprising that the New Year is about the same time for many cultures regardless of the calendar used. Needless to say, the Chinese New Year began in China.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But here in Singapore, the significance of the changing of seasons is lost. It sort of explains why so many of the youngsters are finding the festival lacking. In fact, I learned that many do not even feel the need to celebrate. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alas, the spring is beautiful. It represents life, renewal and hope. And is the perfect contrast to the cold bitter winter. Despite the lack of a seasonal change, I feel that it is even more vital for us to evoke the spring of the human spirit, before we are lost to a perpetual winter of the heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One a side note, I had shifted to a new flat. But due to the festive period, no house-warming had been planned.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8819043-113869407412298069?l=rarant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/feeds/113869407412298069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8819043&amp;postID=113869407412298069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/113869407412298069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/113869407412298069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/2006/01/cny-2006.html' title='CNY 2006'/><author><name>Raymond Chng</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mM8LhwY1Skk/Sw0RN9QIWLI/AAAAAAAAAK0/8wu_FQ_tegY/S220/xian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8819043.post-113777935208745054</id><published>2006-01-21T01:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-21T01:49:12.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Doctor</title><content type='html'>And behold, the month of January is passing by. It is incredibly fast. The beginning of the year is usually peppered with the standard activities of planning for the entire year. Plans for the Gakkai, the Students Division and my students in school are up. These are 3 areas of my life where I genuinely felt a keen sense of responsibility towards. They are my immediate concerns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as I approached the 20th month since entering the workforce, I had also used the opportunity to seriously contemplate my career and my dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had not been a good student. Blessed with an above-average inclination towards academic subjects, I breezed through my Primary, Secondary and JC education without a hassle. While I may not be satisfied with the results I had gotten, I know that I had gotten them with minimum effort. I honestly did not study too hard for them and yet, still obtain decent grades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was to be my undoing. As a young man, I grew conceited and arrogant. And the lack of training in the art of studying causes me to struggle during my undergrad years. Nonchalantly, I would often remark that I was a “Sea-level” student as I average Cs throughout my varsity education. But the truth is, I was bothered about it deep down in my heart. I would love to have study harder, but I did not and regretted badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I pursue a career in education, the significance of studying continued to laminate my consciousness and it was becoming glaring. I am now determined to put my attitudes towards studying back on track. I hereby promise to myself that I will eventually pursue further studies. If condition permits, I would go beyond Masters and obtain a Doctorate degree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will always be working in the field of education, a vow I had made to my mentor to support his vision of Soka Education. This I will not waver. Hence, my goal for the next 5 years will be to complete my bond with MOE and explore the possibility to read the Masters of Education or Philosophy or other related subjects. A doctorate will be my goal for the next 10 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There! I had finally put it down in black and white. I am determined to savior the joy of studying and demonstrate the truth meaning of education through my very own example and life experience.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8819043-113777935208745054?l=rarant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/feeds/113777935208745054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8819043&amp;postID=113777935208745054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/113777935208745054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/113777935208745054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/2006/01/doctor.html' title='Doctor'/><author><name>Raymond Chng</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mM8LhwY1Skk/Sw0RN9QIWLI/AAAAAAAAAK0/8wu_FQ_tegY/S220/xian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8819043.post-113682079536415014</id><published>2006-01-09T23:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-09T23:36:44.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Journey Back in Time</title><content type='html'>I had always enjoyed the study of philosophies and religions. I believed that one of the greatest joys of humanity is the exploration of our spirituality. And this week, I began my spiritual journey for the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I last read the bible when I was in the JC. Having been educated in mission schools in my younger days, I was already rather familiar with the stories within. But I was young then. It is true that as we mature, re-reading the same materials brings about different sensation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remembered being challenged to read the bible again when I was an undergrad. But the September 11 incident happened and I chose to study the Koran instead. I still have my copy of Koran with me. It was one of my favorite books. But this year, I decided to re-read the bible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had just completed the first book on Genesis. It did bring new insights and perspectives on the Garden of Eden and the well-loved story on Noah and his Ark. Incidentally, I had also caught an interesting documentary exploring the legends and myth behind the adventures of Moses. This is going to be a good month for studying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unlike the teachings of the People of the Books, Buddhism does not have a definitive text that claimed to be absolute. One of the main reasons is because the focus on Buddhism is not on definitions. It is less concern on the cause of our world, but rather, it is focused entirely on the eradication of human sufferings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the founding of Buddhism, Brahmanism that had until then dominated Indian spiritual life had grown rigid and formalized. One of the best examples of this is the chaste system which many people who read about ancient Indian are very familiar with. There was too much importance attached to ceremonies that the inner cultivation of the self is neglected. The earliest Buddhist text, which formed the bulk of Hinayana Buddhism rose as a powerful protest to this trend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“People’s nobility is determined not by the level of their birth, but their actions.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, the emphasis on self-reliance ultimately became distorted as well. The preoccupation with strict practice resulted in exaggerated importance on those who entered monastic life. This led the clergy into developing a condescending attitude towards the laity, causing an unhealthy divide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mahayana Buddhism then arose to counter such discriminatory views in order to revive the humanism which Shakyamuni originally espoused. This school placed the emphasis on the seeking spirit for the way or enlightenment. However, excessive emphasis of this point tended to promote the view that Buddhism is too difficult for ordinary people to practice. It was at this time that incredible metaphors of Buddhas with supernatural abilities are found in the literature. This resulted in the Lotus Sutra being the most bizarre of them all. However, implicitly embedded in the depths of the Lotus Sutra, is the core of the philosophy known as Buddhism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should share on that another time. For now, my readings on the history of the Christian faith triggered my own rumblings of the history of Buddhism. Do pardon me on that account.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy Hari Raya Haji!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8819043-113682079536415014?l=rarant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/feeds/113682079536415014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8819043&amp;postID=113682079536415014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/113682079536415014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/113682079536415014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/2006/01/journey-back-in-time.html' title='A Journey Back in Time'/><author><name>Raymond Chng</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mM8LhwY1Skk/Sw0RN9QIWLI/AAAAAAAAAK0/8wu_FQ_tegY/S220/xian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8819043.post-113647660289683430</id><published>2006-01-05T23:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-06T00:01:17.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reality Check</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Religious Life:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have more or less maintained my one hour of daimoku per day. Not a bad accomplishment. But I had wanted to dedicate 10 minutes of chanting for each prayers I’d set. Counting my prayers set for the year 2006…&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I set 2 prayers for my Chapter and District&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I set 2 prayers for the Students Division&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I set 2 prayers for my students in MFSS&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I set 1 private and personal prayer for myself&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;That adds to 7!!! I am still behind by 10 minutes each day. Got to try harder.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Spiritual Life:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I’m rather excited about the District Leaders Kenshu and the IIC R&amp;R for the next 2 weekends. A great opportunity to strengthen myself spiritually and work on my Human Revolution. I'm learning a lot as I prepares for these events. Cheers!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I had also decided to participate in this year’s NDP. Should be a great year ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Work Life:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am still enjoying my career choice thus far. With each passing week, my nervousness and “stage-fright” when standing in front of a classful of students diminishes, this can only be good news. I think my pedagogy is improving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to work on improving my handling of CCA though. I felt that I did not do a good job in that respect. Need to reflect on it. The school’s website needs updating too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been assigned the role of the department’s resource manager. It is hard work. But I’ll do well for it. I had also been robed into the DATA committee and given the responsibility to be in-charge of the Alternative Assessment Project. This is only the beginning I guessed. I finally lost the feeling of being a “trainee” and is totally plunged into the thick of action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Personal Life:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Shifting to my new flat by CNY. I think that would be the main highlight for now. I realized that the holiday festive season is bad for my weight, must really be more discipline in watching my weight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, I still miss her occasionally. I seriously need to move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8819043-113647660289683430?l=rarant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/feeds/113647660289683430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8819043&amp;postID=113647660289683430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/113647660289683430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/113647660289683430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/2006/01/reality-check.html' title='Reality Check'/><author><name>Raymond Chng</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mM8LhwY1Skk/Sw0RN9QIWLI/AAAAAAAAAK0/8wu_FQ_tegY/S220/xian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8819043.post-113613203722694414</id><published>2006-01-02T00:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T00:13:57.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>又是她！</title><content type='html'>我以为已经过去了。不然。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在茫茫人海中，我一直在寻找她的踪影。好想和她握一握手，说声‘新年快乐’，由衷的祝福她。其实心好像早就平伏了，我真的以为是这样，直到又见到她的容颜，心又澎湃、沸腾起来了。思绪都被打乱了。我明白了。我真地了解自身的‘一害’了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;先生，我一定要克服心魔，达成人间革命。我发誓，定要成为让您骄傲的弟子。我的恩师，让我祝福您生日快乐。我一定会成长。请您放心。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8819043-113613203722694414?l=rarant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/feeds/113613203722694414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8819043&amp;postID=113613203722694414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/113613203722694414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/113613203722694414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/2006/01/blog-post.html' title='又是她！'/><author><name>Raymond Chng</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mM8LhwY1Skk/Sw0RN9QIWLI/AAAAAAAAAK0/8wu_FQ_tegY/S220/xian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8819043.post-113605039389284692</id><published>2006-01-01T01:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T00:15:04.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year 2006</title><content type='html'>I have a kind of certain affection for Upper Serangoon Road. To be honest, it was not an exceptional road. But it just happened to be the road that I traveled most along all through my childhood. And many times, I did it alone. Even from the time when I was in primary school, I would walk from one end of that road to the other whenever I wanted some quiet time alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I did just that minutes from the New Year. Many thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The streets were quiet. The crowds were elsewhere welcoming the New Year. But along the familiar Upper Serangoon Road, I saw the real world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I saw a couple smiling at each other&lt;br /&gt;I saw a police car announcing their presence with flashing lights&lt;br /&gt;I saw force enforcers taking notes&lt;br /&gt;I saw a youth looking forlorn outside a school’s gate&lt;br /&gt;I saw men dressed in strange robes trying to look important&lt;br /&gt;I saw a procession of men unsure of whom they are&lt;br /&gt;I saw an ambulance by a funfair full of children&lt;br /&gt;I saw two truckers sharing a can of beer&lt;br /&gt;I saw an illuminating fire in the open field unmanned&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nine phenomenons which I would usually not noticed. I saw them all today. And then I made my New Year Resolutions. I had always been supportive of the idea of making resolutions, but I had never ever been this serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. I am undergoing a major spiritual and mental change. I will achieve my human revolution. I am ready for the 2006: The Year of Youth and Dynamic Growth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8819043-113605039389284692?l=rarant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/feeds/113605039389284692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8819043&amp;postID=113605039389284692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/113605039389284692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/113605039389284692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/2006/01/new-year-2006.html' title='New Year 2006'/><author><name>Raymond Chng</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mM8LhwY1Skk/Sw0RN9QIWLI/AAAAAAAAAK0/8wu_FQ_tegY/S220/xian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8819043.post-113556861368662664</id><published>2005-12-26T11:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-26T11:47:42.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'>圣诞‘结’</title><content type='html'>How many people's Christmas were as descibed in the following song, I wonder...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;聖誕結(Ot:Lonely Christmas) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;作詞：何啟弘　作曲：李峻一&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我住的城巿從不下雪&lt;br /&gt;記憶卻堆滿冷的感覺&lt;br /&gt;思念的旺季 霓虹掃過喧嘩的街&lt;br /&gt;把快樂趕得好遠&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;落單的戀人最怕過節&lt;br /&gt;只能獨自慶祝儘量喝醉&lt;br /&gt;我愛過的人 沒有一個留在身邊&lt;br /&gt;寂寞它陪我過夜&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Merry Christmas&lt;br /&gt;Lonely Lonely Christmas&lt;br /&gt;想祝福不知該給誰&lt;br /&gt;愛被我們打了死結&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lonely Lonely Christmas&lt;br /&gt;Merry Merry Christmas&lt;br /&gt;寫了卡片能寄給誰&lt;br /&gt;心碎的像街上的紙屑&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;電話不接　不要被人　發現我整夜都關在房間&lt;br /&gt;狂歡的笑聲　聽來像哀悼的音樂&lt;br /&gt;眼眶的淚　溫熱凍結　望著電視裡的無聊節目&lt;br /&gt;癱在沙發上　變成沒知覺的植物&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;誰來陪我過這聖誕節&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8819043-113556861368662664?l=rarant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/feeds/113556861368662664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8819043&amp;postID=113556861368662664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/113556861368662664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/113556861368662664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/2005/12/blog-post_26.html' title='圣诞‘结’'/><author><name>Raymond Chng</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mM8LhwY1Skk/Sw0RN9QIWLI/AAAAAAAAAK0/8wu_FQ_tegY/S220/xian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8819043.post-113518166987916045</id><published>2005-12-22T00:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-22T00:14:29.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Looking for the bright side</title><content type='html'>Is it time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the earth is round, one half of it will always be bright. Indeed, there is always a bright side to everything!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8819043-113518166987916045?l=rarant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/feeds/113518166987916045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8819043&amp;postID=113518166987916045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/113518166987916045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/113518166987916045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/2005/12/looking-for-bright-side.html' title='Looking for the bright side'/><author><name>Raymond Chng</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mM8LhwY1Skk/Sw0RN9QIWLI/AAAAAAAAAK0/8wu_FQ_tegY/S220/xian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8819043.post-113465157674146700</id><published>2005-12-15T20:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-15T20:59:36.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Motorola Razr V3</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/216/4502/640/v3-2.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:3px solid #663300; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/216/4502/320/v3-2.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/216/4502/640/v3-1.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:3px solid #663300; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/216/4502/320/v3-1.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got myself a new phone. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8819043-113465157674146700?l=rarant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/feeds/113465157674146700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8819043&amp;postID=113465157674146700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/113465157674146700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/113465157674146700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/2005/12/motorola-razr-v3.html' title='Motorola Razr V3'/><author><name>Raymond Chng</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mM8LhwY1Skk/Sw0RN9QIWLI/AAAAAAAAAK0/8wu_FQ_tegY/S220/xian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8819043.post-113429943776943574</id><published>2005-12-11T19:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-11T19:12:19.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>相亲相爱</title><content type='html'>看了海燕等人的最新作品《相亲相爱》，对难倒千古圣人的爱情，又开始了慢慢深思。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我曾经爱过。或则可以说我曾经以为我爱过，应为情是何物？真的不可说都了解。其实仔细想想，我一直都在爱。只是爱的定义，爱的起伏，永远仿佛云一般，若虚若实。我到底要设么，也越来越不清楚了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我只知道应为爱，我对人生有憧憬，心中持着希望。而寂寞，只是应为在这一刹那，忘了我到底爱谁。。。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8819043-113429943776943574?l=rarant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/feeds/113429943776943574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8819043&amp;postID=113429943776943574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/113429943776943574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/113429943776943574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/2005/12/blog-post.html' title='相亲相爱'/><author><name>Raymond Chng</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mM8LhwY1Skk/Sw0RN9QIWLI/AAAAAAAAAK0/8wu_FQ_tegY/S220/xian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8819043.post-113427748425831531</id><published>2005-12-11T13:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-11T13:04:44.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tolerance vs Compromise</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;If we are to make the new century a century of peace, a spirit of tolerance is indispensible. But tolerance is different from compromise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Compromise is the product of self-preservation, self-interest and a poverty of the spirit. It results in compliance with evil, and finally in our own corruption.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tolerance, on the other hand, is always founded on a clear understanding of the difference between good and evil. I is a product of strong personal commitment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8819043-113427748425831531?l=rarant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/feeds/113427748425831531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8819043&amp;postID=113427748425831531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/113427748425831531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/113427748425831531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/2005/12/tolerance-vs-compromise.html' title='Tolerance vs Compromise'/><author><name>Raymond Chng</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mM8LhwY1Skk/Sw0RN9QIWLI/AAAAAAAAAK0/8wu_FQ_tegY/S220/xian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8819043.post-113414119706567274</id><published>2005-12-09T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-09T23:13:17.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>KEYS</title><content type='html'>I got my keys. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8819043-113414119706567274?l=rarant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/feeds/113414119706567274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8819043&amp;postID=113414119706567274' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/113414119706567274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/113414119706567274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/2005/12/keys.html' title='KEYS'/><author><name>Raymond Chng</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mM8LhwY1Skk/Sw0RN9QIWLI/AAAAAAAAAK0/8wu_FQ_tegY/S220/xian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8819043.post-113358877954511457</id><published>2005-12-03T13:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-03T13:46:19.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Silence</title><content type='html'>Are you always rushing to go somewhere?&lt;br /&gt;Are you forever trying to catch up with something?&lt;br /&gt;Are you feeling that you are always being pulled forward?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many people who cannot stand silence. They need noises. When there are people around, they would feel the need to say something. And when they are alone at home, the television or the radio had to be switch on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are afraid. So afraid of the soundless world. But that only because they think that the deaf cannot hear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When there is no other distractions, we will actually really hear, with crystal clarity, our inner thoughts. Oh how we fear them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you really afraid of what you are?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8819043-113358877954511457?l=rarant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/feeds/113358877954511457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8819043&amp;postID=113358877954511457' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/113358877954511457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/113358877954511457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/2005/12/silence.html' title='Silence'/><author><name>Raymond Chng</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mM8LhwY1Skk/Sw0RN9QIWLI/AAAAAAAAAK0/8wu_FQ_tegY/S220/xian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8819043.post-113326118348257689</id><published>2005-11-29T18:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-29T18:46:23.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Religious Harmony</title><content type='html'>Recently, while watching television during my staff retreat, there was a program about the complications of members of the same household having different faiths. This reminds me suddenly of Min, a friend of mine during our undergrad days. Like myself, she is an active member of the Soka Gakkai. However, I learnt recently that her boyfriend is a son of a pastor. How interesting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is true that there may be complications when members of the same household have different religions, but it is too hasty to conclude that such a configuration will definitely result in disharmony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Nichiren Buddhism was first imported into America, most the practitioners were the Japanese wives of military personals who married while away from home. When these women returned with their husbands when the war was over, they were alone in a strange land and knew little English. Despite great cultural differences, they succeeded in developing a harmonious family and left records of wonderful testimonials of personal triumph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Min and her boyfriend perfectly respected each other’s faith. I am happy for her that they can enjoy such support from each other. There had been cases of people not fully understanding our movement and resulting in various degree of unhappiness. This is truly unfortunate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone commented to me that when she bought a friend to our meetings, the friend felt awkward after a while because she said that the meeting is too “church-like”. He did not expect a Buddhist organization to be so full of songs and dance and camaraderie. I have no idea when “church-like” had begun to take on a negative connotation among the general populace. I have to admit that I have met various Christian fanatics who damaged their image seriously by acting in very distasteful manner. But I am also rational enough to know that the majority of them are actually very decent folks. It is silly to think that any thing “church-like” is naturally unhealthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Father of Contemporary Peace Studies, Dr Johan Galtung, described one of his encounters with Buddhism as follows: he was visiting a Buddhist Centre in Malaysia when one of the organizers asked him if he would be interested to offer his thoughts and speak about a Buddhist topic. Dr Galtung rejected at first, stating that he is someone who came from the Protestant north of Europe but is visiting only because he wanted to learn more about this philosophy. He was then told directly that the fact that he possessed such a seeking spirit, he is already a Buddhist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That means that as long as you are striving to understand your own life and its relationship with the environment, you are a Buddhist. This is because Buddhists do not pray to any deities at all. They are just people who are cultivating themselves in order to achieve the life-state of a Buddha. Hence, to some people, they would define Buddhists as spiritual atheistic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ultimately the different faiths all have a common goal. And that is to help the common men lead happier lives. Personally, I had studied both the Bible and the Koran when I was younger. And I remained a devoted Buddhist. When I was younger and more headstrong, I would compare the teachings and try to determine the superiority of one over the others. As I gain maturity, my objective had totally changed. I can see the merit in each of the teachings. Although I am still absolutely convinced that Buddhism is the best path to happiness compared to the other faiths, the others are no longer viewed as weaker paths. They are simply alternatives to people with different life-conditions and experiences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In recent times, the Singapore Soka Association had also begun to reach out beyond our own communities and had multiple chances to cooperate with the Muslim group Mercy Relief on various meaningful and charitable activities. I believe this is a good sign. As long as we continue in this endeavor, true harmony in our society will definitely be achieved. This world is definite in need of more cooperation rather than competition.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8819043-113326118348257689?l=rarant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/feeds/113326118348257689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8819043&amp;postID=113326118348257689' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/113326118348257689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/113326118348257689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/2005/11/religious-harmony.html' title='Religious Harmony'/><author><name>Raymond Chng</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mM8LhwY1Skk/Sw0RN9QIWLI/AAAAAAAAAK0/8wu_FQ_tegY/S220/xian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8819043.post-113249971436053949</id><published>2005-11-20T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-20T23:16:18.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monologue</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dear Raymond,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vitality is the capacity to grow. It is also the power to survive. Please always be humble and recognize the need of continual growth. It is only in the constant struggle to grow that you can demonstrate physical and intellectual vigor and energy. As a disciple of a great mentor, you have to do him justice by cultivating 大将之风！You have to become a general of generals, king of kings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You must be foremost in prayer. Sensei said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;People instinctively wish for protection for themselves and their loved ones when faced with sudden natural disaster or threat, and at the most desperate and dire of times. When such a wish is powerfully concentrated, it becomes a prayer. It is not of the realm of logic or intellect. It transcends such things. Prayer is an act in which we give expression to the pressing and powerful wishes and hopes in the depths of our being and yearn for their fulfillment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Human beings possess an innate and undeniable instinct for prayer. Religion first came into being in response to this. Prayer did not come into existence because of religion; it was the other way round. Prayer in Nichiren Daishonin’s Buddhism – chanting daimoku to the Gohonzon – directly fuses all of our diverse prayers with reality, based on the universal law of life. In short, religion came into being out of the human desire for happiness.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never forget to pray. It is an indication of your commitment to human revolution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conduct dialogues! For dialogues are the bridges to attaining peace and security of our communities through understanding and harmony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reach out! Be proactive! There are people everywhere who seek a philosophy as a guiding star for their lives. If you are truly compassionate, reach out to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And always appreciate your mentor. For gratitude is the wellspring of humanity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;Your Inner Voice&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8819043-113249971436053949?l=rarant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/feeds/113249971436053949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8819043&amp;postID=113249971436053949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/113249971436053949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/113249971436053949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/2005/11/monologue.html' title='Monologue'/><author><name>Raymond Chng</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mM8LhwY1Skk/Sw0RN9QIWLI/AAAAAAAAAK0/8wu_FQ_tegY/S220/xian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8819043.post-113219641342960839</id><published>2005-11-17T10:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T11:00:13.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Uncle</title><content type='html'>My uncle had a stoke last night. Upon being hospitalized, it is learned that his cancer had advanced to the fourth stage. It is likely that he might be the second brother my mother will lose to this debilitating disease.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8819043-113219641342960839?l=rarant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/feeds/113219641342960839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8819043&amp;postID=113219641342960839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/113219641342960839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/113219641342960839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/2005/11/my-uncle.html' title='My Uncle'/><author><name>Raymond Chng</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mM8LhwY1Skk/Sw0RN9QIWLI/AAAAAAAAAK0/8wu_FQ_tegY/S220/xian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8819043.post-113214417101983834</id><published>2005-11-16T20:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-16T20:29:31.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Walking in the Rain</title><content type='html'>I walked in the rain today. It was cold, yet cleansing. My shirt was thoroughly wet and I was drenched. My hair was in a mess. But my mind was becoming clear. The cold was not frightening. The stings from the winds are weak compared to the passion in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every step we take, every breath we take, we lumbered closer to our death. What then is the most important?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How should we live? How should we die? Create legends of our very own. I welcome the rain.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8819043-113214417101983834?l=rarant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/feeds/113214417101983834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8819043&amp;postID=113214417101983834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/113214417101983834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/113214417101983834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/2005/11/walking-in-rain.html' title='Walking in the Rain'/><author><name>Raymond Chng</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mM8LhwY1Skk/Sw0RN9QIWLI/AAAAAAAAAK0/8wu_FQ_tegY/S220/xian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8819043.post-113207008659991017</id><published>2005-11-15T23:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T23:54:46.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Care</title><content type='html'>It had been a long time since I gave serious thoughts on what I should write on this blog. Have been rather casual in my past few posts. I guessed it was because I am putting more effort in another blog which I started for my students which I entitled “MRC University”. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But something bothered me quite a bit over the past few days. I was wondering if the NYPSD is doing right? Morale is low. And I was pondering really hard about it. It was at this time that I learnt that Kim Teck will be graduating from the YMD to the MD. He will be missed. He had been the gentle giant, and I truly admire his style and composure. In his last speech as our YMD zone chief, I undoubtedly felt his compassion. I will never forget his definition of “Brothers” and “好汉”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Campaigns will always be there to be fought. I am a warrior. I too will join in the fight. I can perfectly understand why people are trying very hard to convince others of their faith and philosophy. I am also willing to share Buddhism with anyone because I am absolutely convinced of its validity and its ability to help others lead better lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But oftentimes, people at the height of their passion lost the true meaning of sharing the faith. The practice of faith must be a joyous undertaking. Each individual whom we encouraged to take up faith have to become happier people because that is the purpose. We must never lose sight of it. There may be times where aggression may be necessary to dispel erroneous thoughts. But mostly, people are happy only because there is a heart-to-heart connection. We are happy because we believe that there are people who cared, and cared sincerely through the heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must never forget to care.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8819043-113207008659991017?l=rarant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/feeds/113207008659991017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8819043&amp;postID=113207008659991017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/113207008659991017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/113207008659991017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/2005/11/care.html' title='Care'/><author><name>Raymond Chng</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mM8LhwY1Skk/Sw0RN9QIWLI/AAAAAAAAAK0/8wu_FQ_tegY/S220/xian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8819043.post-113204652403810350</id><published>2005-11-15T17:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T17:22:04.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>做一条真正的好汉!</title><content type='html'>何谓好汉？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;难道非得冲锋，以蛮汉之勇，强行取胜方称好汉？我不以为然。真正的好汉，必须拥有威风堂堂之风范，旷阔无际的胸径。对诸亲有情，对诸友有义，对诸人有任。心字当头，鞠躬尽瘁。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;好汉，是有缘人。好汉, 是真心英雄。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8819043-113204652403810350?l=rarant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/feeds/113204652403810350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8819043&amp;postID=113204652403810350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/113204652403810350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/113204652403810350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/2005/11/blog-post.html' title='做一条真正的好汉!'/><author><name>Raymond Chng</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mM8LhwY1Skk/Sw0RN9QIWLI/AAAAAAAAAK0/8wu_FQ_tegY/S220/xian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8819043.post-113189333403592530</id><published>2005-11-13T22:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-13T22:48:54.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Invincible</title><content type='html'>Firstly, I believe that compassion is the highest of all human virtues. But true be told, that it is very difficult to cultivate compassion because everyone is inherently selfish. But second president of the Soka Gakkai, the late Josei Toda, would often say that while we may not be able to call forth compassion at will, we can always put courage in its stead. Courage is what allows great men and women of yore do amazing things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Together with courage, we need also cultivate patience and perseverance. Only with an abundant of these qualities can we have the capacity to embrace others. With this bigness of heart and the generous spirit of accepting people as they are, we will definitely be capable of becoming wonder leaders of society.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As human, it cannot be helped that sometimes we feel like grumbling and complaining when times do not go in our favor, but it is important never to be defeated by our own negativities and weaknesses. We must stand with an invincible spirit like a Lion King. A Lion King seeks no lackeys. A Lion King is afraid of no enemies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We should always seek to form a harmonious relationship with the people around us and our society. The society is there we put the teaching of Buddhism into practice. Therefore, it makes sense to ensure that the essence of Buddhism shines in our actions in society. We have to stand firm and always uphold justice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, we have to cherish hope. There is no such thing as a truly smooth-sailing life without any problems. Everyone will encounter various kinds of difficulties and obstacles as they journey through their existence on Earth. What is needed is to always have the hope that when we wage an all out struggle, victory will ultimately be ours. This is what is meant by having an invincible spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is only in victories where we can savor and taste the joy of life. Buddhism is not about looking for a salvation after death. It is not a safe harbor where you will be protected from the storms. It is about discovering this invincible spirit in order to win. It is about being about to proclaim with pride that we are true victors over the sufferings in life. It is about being strong.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8819043-113189333403592530?l=rarant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/feeds/113189333403592530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8819043&amp;postID=113189333403592530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/113189333403592530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/113189333403592530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/2005/11/invincible.html' title='Invincible'/><author><name>Raymond Chng</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mM8LhwY1Skk/Sw0RN9QIWLI/AAAAAAAAAK0/8wu_FQ_tegY/S220/xian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8819043.post-113184492181049737</id><published>2005-11-13T09:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-13T09:22:01.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Invigilations</title><content type='html'>I had been on a lot of invigilation duties lately. What is invigilation for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I understand that it is important to have invigilators around when that is an official examinations going on. We are there to ensure that the examination proceed smoothly. We are also there to answer any queries that the candidates may have pertaining to the examination. But someone commented that what we really have to do is to stare down the students and make sure that they get the message that cheating is not an option.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, am I supposed to be an invigilator or a sentry?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel that we need to have trust in these students. But are they trustworthy? I like to believe that they are. But I don’t have any means to verify it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8819043-113184492181049737?l=rarant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/feeds/113184492181049737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8819043&amp;postID=113184492181049737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/113184492181049737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/113184492181049737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/2005/11/invigilations.html' title='Invigilations'/><author><name>Raymond Chng</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mM8LhwY1Skk/Sw0RN9QIWLI/AAAAAAAAAK0/8wu_FQ_tegY/S220/xian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8819043.post-113145602326431387</id><published>2005-11-08T21:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T21:32:32.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cold November</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;It had been a busy week. Firstly, there was the SD Kenshukai. I was unable to stay for the entire duration because my brother had chosen the next day to get me a sister-in-law. Seriously lacking in sleep from running errands for my brother, but it was a joyous occasion for the family.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I raise my eyes to the skies&lt;br /&gt;Seeking for the comforting lights&lt;br /&gt;Of the stars&lt;br /&gt;But all I see are clouds&lt;br /&gt;Floating along with the cold winds&lt;br /&gt;The times are changing&lt;br /&gt;I am changing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like a frog in a well&lt;br /&gt;I struggle to see beyond the walls&lt;br /&gt;But I climb&lt;br /&gt;Trying with all my might&lt;br /&gt;To breath the lovely air of the night&lt;br /&gt;But the more I climb&lt;br /&gt;The more I see of the walls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I, but just jump&lt;br /&gt;Or learn the secret of flight&lt;br /&gt;To soar towards the guiding stars&lt;br /&gt;But the barricade&lt;br /&gt;Standing firm&lt;br /&gt;Silent and strong&lt;br /&gt;I vow to dismantle it somehow &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;November is here&lt;br /&gt;The cold is penetrates&lt;br /&gt;From the feet to the heart&lt;br /&gt;Must reflect&lt;br /&gt;Again and again&lt;br /&gt;For a determined heart&lt;br /&gt;Warms from the heart to the feet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Had a health screening yesterday, my cholesterol level and blood pressure went up. Am I too stressed?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8819043-113145602326431387?l=rarant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/feeds/113145602326431387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8819043&amp;postID=113145602326431387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/113145602326431387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/113145602326431387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/2005/11/cold-november.html' title='Cold November'/><author><name>Raymond Chng</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mM8LhwY1Skk/Sw0RN9QIWLI/AAAAAAAAAK0/8wu_FQ_tegY/S220/xian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8819043.post-113116005258760387</id><published>2005-11-05T11:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-05T11:07:32.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Power and Wisdom</title><content type='html'>In order to change this world, we all need power. That is exactly what we’re acquiring day in day out. We increase power by gaining experiences, and by increasing our knowledge. Indeed, knowledge is power.  Power is the human capacity to control our environment by scientific or technological means.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, if lacking in wisdom, we will not be able to harness this power and use it creatively for the welfare of humanity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May we never forget to ask ourselves: For what reason do we cultivate wisdom?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8819043-113116005258760387?l=rarant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/feeds/113116005258760387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8819043&amp;postID=113116005258760387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/113116005258760387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/113116005258760387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/2005/11/power-and-wisdom.html' title='Power and Wisdom'/><author><name>Raymond Chng</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mM8LhwY1Skk/Sw0RN9QIWLI/AAAAAAAAAK0/8wu_FQ_tegY/S220/xian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8819043.post-113068338252971411</id><published>2005-10-30T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-30T23:28:43.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wasting Time...</title><content type='html'>Soft words, but as loud as thunder.&lt;br /&gt;My timing is wrong again.&lt;br /&gt;Opportunities!&lt;br /&gt;When will I learn?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now!&lt;br /&gt;Now is the time!&lt;br /&gt;I am wasting too much time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;插肩的诱惑，昔日的垂念，机失的漫寒。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8819043-113068338252971411?l=rarant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/feeds/113068338252971411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8819043&amp;postID=113068338252971411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/113068338252971411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/113068338252971411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/2005/10/wasting-time.html' title='Wasting Time...'/><author><name>Raymond Chng</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mM8LhwY1Skk/Sw0RN9QIWLI/AAAAAAAAAK0/8wu_FQ_tegY/S220/xian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8819043.post-113041662502811241</id><published>2005-10-27T20:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-27T20:37:05.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>6488</title><content type='html'>Today, I became a house-owner, finally upgrading to a larger flat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It feels kind of weird initially I guessed, but I think I’ll get used to it. The idea is that it is no longer a case of me staying with my mum, but my mum staying with me. Although it is just an adjustment of status, but the sense of responsibility is mounting. I think I cannot ignore the fact that my mum will age eventually. I have to step up and take more charge of my household.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The memory was still vivid. There was a time when my family does not even have a roof over our head. We had to have relatives taking us in. honestly, during those times, I really felt second class. A tiny room for the whole family and a constant awareness that even at home, we are not, and have to be careful about damaging furniture, using too much electricity and water, etc. It was truly uncomfortable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not ungrateful. At least we are provided with a roof over our heads. I have decent relatives. But they are relative. It felt different. A home is usually shared with families, not relatives. Although for many, the distinction is not clear. It is mainly psychological I guessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mum had only up to a secondary education. She had 3 school-going children then. It was a tough time. She survived and won brilliantly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But today, only in my mid-twenties, I own my own flat. So do my elder brother. All 3 siblings have our own vehicle to travel all around Singapore. Yes! I am very proud of what we had achieved. I will not take it for granted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had definitely come a long way. It is the good fortunate accumulated through years of dedicated efforts towards kosen-rufu – The movement of Soka Gakkai, which is an organization dedicated to the noble ideals of Peace, Culture and Education. Championing the highest ideals of goodness will never fail to eradicate negative karma. Benefits will definitely be showered upon the sincere votaries of the Wonderful Law of Life. I will always cherish this thought.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8819043-113041662502811241?l=rarant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/feeds/113041662502811241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8819043&amp;postID=113041662502811241' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/113041662502811241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/113041662502811241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/2005/10/6488.html' title='6488'/><author><name>Raymond Chng</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mM8LhwY1Skk/Sw0RN9QIWLI/AAAAAAAAAK0/8wu_FQ_tegY/S220/xian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8819043.post-113013272298368220</id><published>2005-10-24T13:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-24T15:01:21.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>YOKANO</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;It had been a week of music. I first met Mr Yokano when he came to Singapore to perform for the first time in 2003. I was totally awe-struck by his optimism and hopeful outlook towards life despite being blind. Of the basic five senses of the human being, I would rate the loss of sight as the one that would cause the most inconvenience. Hence, I truly admire his courage and determination to pursue his dreams regardless of his handicap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cherishing Dreams! That is one of the treasures of the youth heart. I must never forget that!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read more about Mr Yokano &lt;a href="http://www.sgi.org/english/Features/quarterly/0301/people.htm" target="_blank"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On his current visit, I would rate his playing of the Song of Human Revolution as the highlight. How I missed that song. It never fails to stir deep emotions within me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will take my stand.&lt;br /&gt;You will take your stand.&lt;br /&gt;Each in our own ways for Kosen-rufu!&lt;br /&gt;Stand courageously alone in the vanguard!&lt;br /&gt;Hold high the flag of justice and courage.&lt;br /&gt;Let us open the way for a new civilization to&lt;br /&gt;blossom.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will forge ahead.&lt;br /&gt;You will forge ahead.&lt;br /&gt;We march through the blizzard's fury!&lt;br /&gt;We stand undaunted by the storm!&lt;br /&gt;We must be true Bodhisattvas of the Earth.&lt;br /&gt;We have a mission to fulfill in this world.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will look ahead.&lt;br /&gt;You will look ahead.&lt;br /&gt;Keeping the wonderful rainbow in sight!&lt;br /&gt;Watch the new century dawns with awesome brilliance!&lt;br /&gt;Let the light of human revolution shine.&lt;br /&gt;Let my light of human revolution shine.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8819043-113013272298368220?l=rarant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/feeds/113013272298368220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8819043&amp;postID=113013272298368220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/113013272298368220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/113013272298368220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/2005/10/yokano.html' title='YOKANO'/><author><name>Raymond Chng</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mM8LhwY1Skk/Sw0RN9QIWLI/AAAAAAAAAK0/8wu_FQ_tegY/S220/xian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8819043.post-112971567726426880</id><published>2005-10-19T17:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-19T17:54:37.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Importance of Warming Up</title><content type='html'>I was brutally reminded once again that I am no longer a teenager. Barely 15 minutes of kicking a ball around with my students and I twisted my knee. I had better respect the importance of doing proper warm-up exercises from now on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:-(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8819043-112971567726426880?l=rarant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/feeds/112971567726426880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8819043&amp;postID=112971567726426880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/112971567726426880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/112971567726426880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/2005/10/importance-of-warming-up.html' title='The Importance of Warming Up'/><author><name>Raymond Chng</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mM8LhwY1Skk/Sw0RN9QIWLI/AAAAAAAAAK0/8wu_FQ_tegY/S220/xian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8819043.post-112909476634541556</id><published>2005-10-12T13:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-12T13:26:06.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Red~ The Blood of Angry Men</title><content type='html'>My nose is running. Third time in 2 months. I think this time, &lt;em&gt;Sir Fever&lt;/em&gt; visited as well. I am beginning to understand why many had the phobia with regards to the teaching profession: it is toils on your health. I am usually healthier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOTS OF MARKING TO DO. Sigh~ and my red pen chose the perfect moment to run out of ink. Mayhap, a call for me to take my rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel like screaming. But then again, the sore in my throat denies me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I am in the midst of a campaign. I cannot rest for too long. Assuming the identity of a Bodhisattva of the Earth, I demand that the antibodies in my body cleanse it of all viruses. I will give them six hours! I got a battle waiting for me to fight in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shutting my brain for six hours from now... I will be back fighting fit!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8819043-112909476634541556?l=rarant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/feeds/112909476634541556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8819043&amp;postID=112909476634541556' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/112909476634541556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/112909476634541556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/2005/10/red-blood-of-angry-men.html' title='Red~ The Blood of Angry Men'/><author><name>Raymond Chng</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mM8LhwY1Skk/Sw0RN9QIWLI/AAAAAAAAAK0/8wu_FQ_tegY/S220/xian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8819043.post-112879133047216631</id><published>2005-10-09T01:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-12T13:27:15.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dialogue with Nature</title><content type='html'>Some humble verses inspired by photos taken by &lt;em&gt;Daisaku Ikeda&lt;/em&gt; whom I regard as my mentor in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table bordercolor="#ff0000" cellpadding="10" width="80%" align="center" border="5"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #663300 3px solid; BORDER-TOP: #663300 3px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #663300 3px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #663300 3px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/216/4502/320/dialogue02.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Youth! Climb!&lt;br /&gt;Ever Higher&lt;br /&gt;For is it not the right of the young&lt;br /&gt;To cherish lofty dreams?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;~ Ra (On the Passion of Youth)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/216/4502/640/dialogue03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #663300 3px solid; BORDER-TOP: #663300 3px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #663300 3px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #663300 3px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/216/4502/320/dialogue03.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;To some, I am the shadow&lt;br /&gt;But truly, I am the Sun&lt;br /&gt;The light that will illuminate the entire world&lt;br /&gt;Many may not understand me&lt;br /&gt;And you may even be satisfied with just the light&lt;br /&gt;From the reflections of the water&lt;br /&gt;But I will continue to provide my light&lt;br /&gt;And dispel every dark cloud in your sight &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;~ Ra (On his conviction in Nichiren Buddhism)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/216/4502/640/photo02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #663300 3px solid; BORDER-TOP: #663300 3px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #663300 3px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #663300 3px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/216/4502/320/photo02.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Do you see the farmers or the long grass they harvest?&lt;br /&gt;I see both.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;For they are one and the same The world of nature, is&lt;br /&gt;also the world of mankind. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;They will thrive as mankind advance Or bleed&lt;br /&gt;if humanity fails.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;~ Ra (On the Oneness of Man and Environment)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8819043-112879133047216631?l=rarant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/feeds/112879133047216631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8819043&amp;postID=112879133047216631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/112879133047216631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/112879133047216631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/2005/10/dialogue-with-nature.html' title='Dialogue with Nature'/><author><name>Raymond Chng</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mM8LhwY1Skk/Sw0RN9QIWLI/AAAAAAAAAK0/8wu_FQ_tegY/S220/xian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8819043.post-112851424630518998</id><published>2005-10-05T20:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-08T12:03:24.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>寻</title><content type='html'>这种感觉又来了。真的体会到，思念真的像喝了杯非常冰冷的水，让水漫漫的化成热泪。我也当真喝了好多水。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;泪永远是咸的。心麻了。也不在乎酸甜苦辣，只在乎时间的流逝。等。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;也许是一种傲慢吧，总认为自己还是最适合她的。也可能只是一种为了自身和她的幸福而奋斗的心灵，不弃不悔。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;也有自责吧。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;可能真的是傻瓜的天真，心都翻出来了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;难道交了心就真的值得吗？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;累了吗？年轻到哪了？寻。在寻吧！&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8819043-112851424630518998?l=rarant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/feeds/112851424630518998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8819043&amp;postID=112851424630518998' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/112851424630518998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/112851424630518998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/2005/10/blog-post.html' title='寻'/><author><name>Raymond Chng</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mM8LhwY1Skk/Sw0RN9QIWLI/AAAAAAAAAK0/8wu_FQ_tegY/S220/xian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8819043.post-112835578114923826</id><published>2005-10-04T00:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-04T00:09:41.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1,111 Campaign</title><content type='html'>Meng signed the form to receive Omamori Gohonzon 3 hours ago. YIPPEE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nam-myho-renge-kyo&lt;br /&gt;Nam-myho-renge-kyo&lt;br /&gt;Nam-myho-renge-kyo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8819043-112835578114923826?l=rarant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/feeds/112835578114923826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8819043&amp;postID=112835578114923826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/112835578114923826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/112835578114923826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/2005/10/1111-campaign.html' title='1,111 Campaign'/><author><name>Raymond Chng</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mM8LhwY1Skk/Sw0RN9QIWLI/AAAAAAAAAK0/8wu_FQ_tegY/S220/xian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8819043.post-112799577910159731</id><published>2005-09-29T20:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-29T20:09:39.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who am I?</title><content type='html'>There was a time, when asked who one was; the average man will call out the names of his families or the community he belongs. Post-industrialization society had changed. Once, the household was the productive unit of society. We learned, we grown, we survived in it. But today, the household is a consumption unit. We go out to work; we bring home our produces and spent it on the home. Thus materialism is born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite unfortunate if you asked me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the fact is that this social change is irreversible. The question is: how do we find our identity in this new whole order? Where once we had a life, now we have two, a private one and a separate one which are totally unrelated to each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When asked who I am, I don’t cite my community anymore. I cite my individual beliefs, my individual affiliations, my individual achievements. Individualism is here. Is it healthy? I don’t know. I only know we have to constantly strive to identify ourselves where once, my identity is assured by our communities. We are constantly evaluated now. It’s tiring. Depression cases are up. What can I do?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8819043-112799577910159731?l=rarant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/feeds/112799577910159731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8819043&amp;postID=112799577910159731' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/112799577910159731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/112799577910159731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/2005/09/who-am-i.html' title='Who am I?'/><author><name>Raymond Chng</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mM8LhwY1Skk/Sw0RN9QIWLI/AAAAAAAAAK0/8wu_FQ_tegY/S220/xian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8819043.post-112749646450691349</id><published>2005-09-24T01:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-24T12:08:40.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Writing...</title><content type='html'>I remembered loving to write. And composition was my favorite activity in primary school. I wondered why. But as I reflect upon it now, I seemed to understand now that I wanted power. And the power to create stories is one of the most powerful things a child can ever do. The potential is limitless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I devoured books with an appetite that astonished many. Sometimes even myself. But I love literature. I can appreciate the art, but fundamentally, I crave for the power of written words. And as my desire grew, I started to harbor dreams of becoming a writer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alas, that dream took its first blow when I was in secondary school. I wanted so much to study literature. My school had offered the English Language and English Literature as different subjects. I remembered excelling in Literature but doing badly in English. I was made to drop Literature. I was angry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I did not lose hope; I switch my attention to the Chinese Language. And I scored distinctions in my Chinese. My essays were much appreciated by my Chinese Teachers. But eventually, I learnt that in Singapore, only the Chinese Teachers appreciate good Chinese essays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was then that I turned my attention to Mathematics. Weird? Not to me. I read the symbols of mathematics like a language. It intrigued me. Logically analysis of number patterns and behaviors aroused me. And I ended up as a Mathematic Teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still, my dreams of writing lingers. And then there was blogging. And I blog. It became an avenue for me to express my literacy creations. I desire that power of words again. But over time, I evolved. I recognized clearly that I may never achieve the linguistic ability to become a true novelist. But a writer need not always be a novelist as I thought in my younger years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I take heart from literature giants such as Leo Tolstoy and Victor Hugo and decided that the only writing worthy of the effort that I exert must contain moralistic value. Hence, I write to encourage, not only the readers, but myself. To reflect, recollect and revolute my being and thought processes. I write to inspire and to create the more powerful of power, that of the power of hope. And so I try to write to bring happiness. And I write on regardless of language artistry. That is noble writing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“I have profound reverence for you, I would never dare treat you with disparagement or arrogance. Why? Because you are all practicing the bodhisattva way and are certain to attain Buddhahood.” ~ Bodhisattva Never Disparaging&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8819043-112749646450691349?l=rarant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/feeds/112749646450691349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8819043&amp;postID=112749646450691349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/112749646450691349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/112749646450691349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/2005/09/writing.html' title='Writing...'/><author><name>Raymond Chng</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mM8LhwY1Skk/Sw0RN9QIWLI/AAAAAAAAAK0/8wu_FQ_tegY/S220/xian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8819043.post-112698667303512947</id><published>2005-09-18T03:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-18T03:53:31.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>雪浪湖</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/216/4502/640/xuelanghu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #663300 3px solid; BORDER-TOP: #663300 3px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #663300 3px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #663300 3px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/216/4502/320/xuelanghu.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Years after my first encounter with this musical, I revisit it today. And I thoroughly enjoyed it. The charm of Snow-Wolf-Lake is its simplicity in the story-telling. Nothing complicated, just your average tragic romantic tale. But therein, the charm, for simple is beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are a couple of themes in the story that is worth highlighting though. There was the obvious demonstration on the ills of the social economic divide. When I read elsewhere that the world actually produced enough food to sustain the entire global population, yet there are people starving, I cannot help feeling angry at the injustice. It is not famine that it causing starvation, it is poverty! And that is because of the uncompassionate reality of economic divide and materialism. I must fight materialism!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another theme is imprisonment. When the main character Wolf was imprison, I cannot help but feel that it is not the physical imprisonment that is causing his suffering, it is the spiritual imprisonment. And spiritual imprisonment leads to the loss of hope. And that is a hellish existence. In our society today, it is all too easy to have our spirituality imprisoned. We are highly vulnerable to influences from dogmas and perverted advertising. Our consciousness is bombarded with undesirables clutter every minute. But we must stand firm. And cherish hope. Always cherish hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there is of course love. And love of the rich man and his unwilling bride is pity-worthy; the love of the sister is tragic; and the loves of the lead characters are bittersweet. Ultimately, love is a powerful emotion that cannot be tame and cannot be controlled. This is the reason why life can be so colorful. And life is meant to be tasted in its full splendor and glory.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8819043-112698667303512947?l=rarant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/feeds/112698667303512947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8819043&amp;postID=112698667303512947' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/112698667303512947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/112698667303512947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/2005/09/blog-post_18.html' title='雪浪湖'/><author><name>Raymond Chng</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mM8LhwY1Skk/Sw0RN9QIWLI/AAAAAAAAAK0/8wu_FQ_tegY/S220/xian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8819043.post-112628447649356509</id><published>2005-09-10T00:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-10T00:58:42.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For A.T.T.L.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dear A,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do I begin to tell this story? I think I will begin by congratulating you for your solemnization ceremony. I regret to inform you that I will not be able to attend it. Having got that formal wishes out, let me begin by recollecting my first memory of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remembered a tiny, skinny girl, running about the Charlton Park, and emitting sharp irritating burst of giggles periodically. I hated that. Yet I was charmed by how much joy she can generate, entertaining herself and her friends with simple childish games. I would sit by the side shyly, quite unsure whether I should participate in the games or not. I was generally moody all through my childhood and didn’t seem to belong. I choose to sit with the adults after some deliberation and listened to their debate on philosophy eventually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Years passed. I chiseled myself for my lack of courage month after month. I wanted to be engulfed by that joyful laughter, yet I failed each time. I became old before my time I guessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we entered our teenage years, my perceptions went into chaos. I would scream and tease and simply bully my way to get any kind of attention, mostly in vain. I recalled attending a meeting. I had forgotten what and where. But I remembered walking past an opened window with some members already chanting and she caught my eyes immediately. That was the skinny girl all grown up. The image of her chanting intensely with her signature sunglasses on her head doubling as hair band overwhelmed my mind. This image lasted till today and I expect it to continue to my deathbed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From hence on, I began to perform some outrageous deeds. I attempted to participate more during discussion meetings hoping she would cast her glance my way. When I learnt her address eventually, I remembered rushing off from school at least once a week to camp at the bus-stop opposite her flat hoping to see her walk home from school which she did. It was of no consequences that I was supposed to be preparing for my O-levels that year. I did so week after week. And if I did succeed in watching her from afar for that week, it would be the highlight that had me grinning like an idiot in class. And never once had I the courage to approach her to express my feelings. I waited. Until the Charlie Chaplin incident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I acted as Charlie Chaplin in a cultural item. And when I learnt her flattering reviews of my performance, my hormones went into overdrive. I finally asked her out. We dated for a while before she decided that we were not meant to be. I remember the enormous pain of heartbreak. It was almost unbearable. But we were young. We were not ready to handle relationships. Our outlooks were childish. Yet, I remember fondly at least, that the feeling was genuine. They are worthy memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Years passed. And we grew up and learn to love others. I fell in love again and had another relationship that lasted 4 years. You had your own stories too. Time diluted the pain of parting. We eventually began talking again, and freely. I may not always confide directly to you. But it is true that over the years, whenever I’m feeling down, I would attempt to have a causal conversation with you. And each time, you never fail to lift my spirits. You may not explicitly know it but you were there when I had my occasional quarrels with C; You were there when I was coming to terms with my father surrendering to the law; You were there when I was struggling with my responsibilities as a warrior for kosen-rufu; You were there when I was disappointed with what I learnt about our educational system while studying at NIE; And I must add that you did play a part in my decision to become an educator. I thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be honest, you are not the only woman I loved. I had love another girl after you and will love others again in the future. But I think I can safely say that you were the first to affect my heart in ways I never knew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your mum ever commented to me that I had unconsciously placed you on a pedestal and it made you uncomfortable at times. I admit that I did that. But I add now that I did that very consciously indeed. To me, you are nothing less than a truly wonderful human being. And you remained there on that pedestal today, as you prepare yourself to become someone else’s bride. Congratulations once again on your massive step into the next phrase of your life. And from the bottom of my heart, I pray for your happiness and will always keep a lookout for you with the pride and love of an angel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yours, Ra&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/216/4502/640/aud.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:3px solid #663300; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/216/4502/320/aud.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8819043-112628447649356509?l=rarant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/feeds/112628447649356509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8819043&amp;postID=112628447649356509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/112628447649356509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/112628447649356509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/2005/09/for-attl.html' title='For A.T.T.L.'/><author><name>Raymond Chng</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mM8LhwY1Skk/Sw0RN9QIWLI/AAAAAAAAAK0/8wu_FQ_tegY/S220/xian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8819043.post-112619472759676222</id><published>2005-09-08T23:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-08T23:52:07.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Many Lives, Many Masters</title><content type='html'>The week-long term break is drawing to a close soon, and once again, I feel that the break is simply insufficient. But society is so competitive now that too much rest is deemed criminal. How unfortunate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did mention some time back that I will review the book &lt;strong&gt;“Many Lives, Many Masters” &lt;/strong&gt;by &lt;em&gt;Dr Brian Weiss&lt;/em&gt;. So here goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a nutshell, this book reconfirmed my personal belief in the existence of reincarnation. That said, I firmly believe that the story in the book is not all factual despite the author’s claim. However, I am agreeable to the idea that the story is based on events that did happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr Weiss’s dilemma is true when he began to tell the extraordinary story of how his and his patient’s concept of death is thoroughly altered. And his telling will meet many obstacles because of the deeply engraved traditions of the Christian beliefs among the English-speaking world. That is why I think his language and telling had been seriously edited so that it will be easier to digest for the said group. But Buddhists and Hindus will have no problem accepting his arguments and tally them with their own perspectives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A good read nonetheless, although personally, I was expecting more and was slightly disappointed. But the attempt to dispel the fear of death among the readers is truly admirable and I salute the effort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, back to the present again. I am juggling &lt;strong&gt;“Musashi” &lt;/strong&gt;by &lt;em&gt;Eiji Yoshikawa &lt;/em&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;“Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince” &lt;/strong&gt;simultaneously. Damn the holidays. I started it ambitiously but have my doubts about being able to complete them before the week is up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got an email stating that I may have a change of classes when the school resumes. Feeling a bout of resistance as I felt that I had connected with my current batch of students and harbors the desire to really see them through till graduation. But alas, the deciding power is not with me. I should have to wait and see.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8819043-112619472759676222?l=rarant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/feeds/112619472759676222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8819043&amp;postID=112619472759676222' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/112619472759676222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/112619472759676222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/2005/09/many-lives-many-masters.html' title='Many Lives, Many Masters'/><author><name>Raymond Chng</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mM8LhwY1Skk/Sw0RN9QIWLI/AAAAAAAAAK0/8wu_FQ_tegY/S220/xian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8819043.post-112561503147526760</id><published>2005-09-02T06:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-02T06:51:58.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Teachers Day 2005</title><content type='html'>The curtains for my very first Teachers Day as a full-fledged educator are finally drawing to a close as I prepare to retire to bed for the night. The night is a wonderful for reflection. And I believe I had done alright as a beginning teacher thus far and is rather satisfied with the work that I’d done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spend the day resting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My thumb is numb though. The school’s SWC organized a bowling session for the staff yesterday which I participated. It had been a long time since I last bowled and the muscles in my arm made their silent complain to me vividly. But I was rather pleased with myself for winning 3 trophies last night and achieving a personal best of 178 points for a single game. The dinner was delightful too. The staffs here are truly fun-loving. I am honestly thankful for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note, someone found my wallet and returned it. I am seriously grateful. Although I had made the loss reports, I still very much prefer my old wallet back. There are more than just the cards and cash in that wallet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nam-myoho-renge-kyo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8819043-112561503147526760?l=rarant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/feeds/112561503147526760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8819043&amp;postID=112561503147526760' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/112561503147526760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/112561503147526760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/2005/09/teachers-day-2005.html' title='Teachers Day 2005'/><author><name>Raymond Chng</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mM8LhwY1Skk/Sw0RN9QIWLI/AAAAAAAAAK0/8wu_FQ_tegY/S220/xian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8819043.post-112524336160806022</id><published>2005-08-28T23:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-28T23:38:55.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Losing my wallet</title><content type='html'>Lost my wallet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This strangeness of this world is getting to me when the loss of the Identity Card makes me feel "unidentified" and the loss of those cards that the banks issued make me feel "broke"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's just me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!@#$%&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8819043-112524336160806022?l=rarant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/feeds/112524336160806022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8819043&amp;postID=112524336160806022' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/112524336160806022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/112524336160806022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/2005/08/losing-my-wallet.html' title='Losing my wallet'/><author><name>Raymond Chng</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mM8LhwY1Skk/Sw0RN9QIWLI/AAAAAAAAAK0/8wu_FQ_tegY/S220/xian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8819043.post-112451460926703947</id><published>2005-08-20T13:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-20T13:10:09.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crimson Dawn of Peace</title><content type='html'>Crimson torches light the sky&lt;br /&gt;The dawn breaks in the East&lt;br /&gt;One alone upon the blazing Earth&lt;br /&gt;Raises the flag of peace&lt;br /&gt;Now marching forth to the call&lt;br /&gt;Come the pure and the truth&lt;br /&gt;We rise from deep within the Earth&lt;br /&gt;To deepen the rainbow’s blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On golden wings we fly&lt;br /&gt;Man’s dark night to cease&lt;br /&gt;The Crimson Sun reveals the sky&lt;br /&gt;The Crimson Dawn of Peace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drums of peace awakes the Earth&lt;br /&gt;The bells ring in the day&lt;br /&gt;Golden youth upon the Mentor’s road&lt;br /&gt;Opening up the way&lt;br /&gt;To the peak! To the horizon&lt;br /&gt;Our bright song to share&lt;br /&gt;We rise undaunted by the storms&lt;br /&gt;With mankind’s deepest prayer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brilliant days are now begun&lt;br /&gt;For all life we vow&lt;br /&gt;To grow in faith and reach the universe&lt;br /&gt;Kosen-Rufu now!&lt;br /&gt;We’ll protect now and forever&lt;br /&gt;Our castle of peace&lt;br /&gt;Our joyful faith ignites the sky&lt;br /&gt;The Crimson Dawn of Peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8819043-112451460926703947?l=rarant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/feeds/112451460926703947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8819043&amp;postID=112451460926703947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/112451460926703947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/112451460926703947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/2005/08/crimson-dawn-of-peace.html' title='Crimson Dawn of Peace'/><author><name>Raymond Chng</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mM8LhwY1Skk/Sw0RN9QIWLI/AAAAAAAAAK0/8wu_FQ_tegY/S220/xian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8819043.post-112415624984310669</id><published>2005-08-16T09:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-16T09:37:29.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/216/4502/640/empathy.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:3px solid #663300; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/216/4502/320/empathy.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8819043-112415624984310669?l=rarant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/feeds/112415624984310669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8819043&amp;postID=112415624984310669' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/112415624984310669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/112415624984310669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/2005/08/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Raymond Chng</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mM8LhwY1Skk/Sw0RN9QIWLI/AAAAAAAAAK0/8wu_FQ_tegY/S220/xian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8819043.post-112368379582494323</id><published>2005-08-10T22:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-10T22:24:32.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>National Day 2005</title><content type='html'>It’s over! The National Day break zips passed before I even got a whiff of it. Incredible!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It began with the National Day observation in school. I was rather looking forward to visiting Bishan Park where a jogathon was planned. However, the rain made the ground there highly unsuited to house a school of students. The celebration carried on in campus instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had intended to do some work after the observation but a call by a colleague to go for karaoke made me realized how badly I needed that spiritual outlet. And they learnt that I am a wild rocker at heart. It was not any secret anyways. &lt;em&gt;Rock&lt;/em&gt; is my first choice of musical style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did &lt;em&gt;Gajukai&lt;/em&gt; in the evening. Lawrence recommended the book &lt;strong&gt;“Many Lives, Many Masters”&lt;/strong&gt; by &lt;em&gt;Dr Brian Weiss&lt;/em&gt; to me. I managed to get my hands on it and will review it here when I’m done with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;National Day was spent with the YMDs of the NYPSD. We had a wonderful sharing session at TBSC in the afternoon. We followed that activity by going to Ay Deng’s place to enjoy the Parade together. And we ate too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another karaoke session was scheduled with my NIE mates this afternoon. I couldn’t join them for dinner after because I had to rush for &lt;em&gt;Yonsha&lt;/em&gt;. A serious &lt;em&gt;Yonsha&lt;/em&gt; session finally. Many thoughts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8819043-112368379582494323?l=rarant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/feeds/112368379582494323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8819043&amp;postID=112368379582494323' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/112368379582494323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/112368379582494323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/2005/08/national-day-2005.html' title='National Day 2005'/><author><name>Raymond Chng</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mM8LhwY1Skk/Sw0RN9QIWLI/AAAAAAAAAK0/8wu_FQ_tegY/S220/xian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8819043.post-112307648737689230</id><published>2005-08-03T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T21:42:44.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fresh Leaves</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;~L~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reading how Angua learnt the reason why Carrot and Colon respected Vimes so much brings a tear to my eye. A sentimental gem in the middle of a book which is mostly comedy.&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;From &lt;strong&gt;"Men At Arms"&lt;/strong&gt; by &lt;em&gt;Terry Pratchett&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Wishing my mum a very Happy Birthday!!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8819043-112307648737689230?l=rarant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/feeds/112307648737689230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8819043&amp;postID=112307648737689230' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/112307648737689230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/112307648737689230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/2005/08/fresh-leaves.html' title='Fresh Leaves'/><author><name>Raymond Chng</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mM8LhwY1Skk/Sw0RN9QIWLI/AAAAAAAAAK0/8wu_FQ_tegY/S220/xian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8819043.post-112229043689139779</id><published>2005-07-25T19:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-25T19:20:36.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Departure</title><content type='html'>On the 23rd July, I was officially transferred from ASD to NYPSD. I guessed I wasn’t at all unprepared for it. I had a nagging suspicion that I would be posted to NYPSD, TPSD or NRPSD when I was first attached to HQ1 for the YCF. Due to my involvement in HQ1 YCF, I had had difficult keeping in rhythm with the pulse of the ASD which was in HQ3 YCF. It was a struggle. I cannot honestly say I created any waves in ASD. I was merely a passenger that observed and helped with the oars occasionally. But it was a pleasing stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here in NYPSD, I am finally trusted with the responsibility as a co-captain of this promising vessel. How do I steer it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not know the strengths and weakness of my crew yet. But I do know the direction. The Polaris points the way. I had been trained by the Lion King, therefore, I must share the same roar as my mentor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The NYPSD began our campaign with study session the following day. Traveling to TSC early in the morning, I finally met my crew members. Full of vigor, as we pledge to advance our course, and make NYPSD even stronger than before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adjourned to ICA for the YCF union after the study session. Another day to feel hot tears roll over my cheeks. Deeply touched once again by the struggles over the past 3 months. Ended the day by participating in the “Big Bang Exercise” for a place in the Guinness Book of Records.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;= = = = = = =&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learnt that she was finally preparing for ROM. Hers, was the first hand I held tenderly, as an innocent teenager about 10 years ago. She was my first crush and target for infatuation. Our relationship did not last long, but it did form a part of my history. Today, we remained good friends and she is someone I could discuss anything with. A truly charming girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is an indescribable emotion flooding all my senses. A strange longing, for something I do not know. Maybe it is the knowledge that time will never be reversed and that we can never see the darkest of Death or the brightness of the Sun directly with our naked eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I send her my virtual congratulations.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8819043-112229043689139779?l=rarant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/feeds/112229043689139779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8819043&amp;postID=112229043689139779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/112229043689139779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/112229043689139779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/2005/07/new-departure.html' title='A New Departure'/><author><name>Raymond Chng</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mM8LhwY1Skk/Sw0RN9QIWLI/AAAAAAAAAK0/8wu_FQ_tegY/S220/xian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8819043.post-112196287824723076</id><published>2005-07-22T00:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-22T00:21:18.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>经</title><content type='html'>The weaving of a piece of fabric on a loom, the wrap is first stretched out lengthwise before being crossed by the woof.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wrap represents the bond of mentor and disciple while the woof represents the bond of comrades. In a strong organization, it is important to ensure that the both the “wraps” and the “woof” are tightly interlaced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is interesting to note that the wraps provide the structure from which the woofs may be fashioned into various designs and patterns. Likewise, it is the fundamental bond of mentor and disciple that supports the Gakkai from which it is up to the disciples to come together in unity to fashion the organization.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True unity is NOT group-thinking which individuality is ignored resulting in totalitarianism. Such unity can be referred to as “one in body and mind” and usually involves the sacrifice of the individual for the sake of the group. This type of unity is doomed to fail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unity should be in the form – “many in body, one in mind”. In this type of unity, the individuality of each person is valued and given full play. Each member cherished the same spirit as their foundation while engaging in activities as a diverse group. Thus is the way to manifest the true potential of each person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each raindrop is like an individual. It may be insignificant when alone. But when united with other raindrops bounded by the same purpose, they can become a powerful wave of energy that sweeps all obstacles aside and quench any raging fire.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8819043-112196287824723076?l=rarant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/feeds/112196287824723076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8819043&amp;postID=112196287824723076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/112196287824723076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/112196287824723076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/2005/07/blog-post.html' title='经'/><author><name>Raymond Chng</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mM8LhwY1Skk/Sw0RN9QIWLI/AAAAAAAAAK0/8wu_FQ_tegY/S220/xian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8819043.post-112170549471944557</id><published>2005-07-19T00:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-19T00:51:34.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Email</title><content type='html'>Life as a Show Log = MUD MUD MUD. But still fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Email Sent:&lt;/strong&gt; I have a problem with my email! How can I make sure it works? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Reply :&lt;/strong&gt; We haven't received your email message yet. Would you please try to resend it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8819043-112170549471944557?l=rarant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/feeds/112170549471944557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8819043&amp;postID=112170549471944557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/112170549471944557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/112170549471944557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/2005/07/email.html' title='Email'/><author><name>Raymond Chng</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mM8LhwY1Skk/Sw0RN9QIWLI/AAAAAAAAAK0/8wu_FQ_tegY/S220/xian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8819043.post-112109747218885074</id><published>2005-07-11T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-11T23:57:52.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Expedient Means</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Q:&lt;/strong&gt; How many ways are there to teach a single Mathematical Law?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A:&lt;/strong&gt; The same number as the number of learners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;所谓诸法&lt;br /&gt;如是相&lt;br /&gt;如是性&lt;br /&gt;如是体&lt;br /&gt;如是力&lt;br /&gt;如是作&lt;br /&gt;如是因&lt;br /&gt;如是缘&lt;br /&gt;如是果&lt;br /&gt;如是报&lt;br /&gt;如是本末究竟等&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8819043-112109747218885074?l=rarant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/feeds/112109747218885074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8819043&amp;postID=112109747218885074' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/112109747218885074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/112109747218885074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/2005/07/expedient-means.html' title='Expedient Means'/><author><name>Raymond Chng</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mM8LhwY1Skk/Sw0RN9QIWLI/AAAAAAAAAK0/8wu_FQ_tegY/S220/xian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8819043.post-112081522496314120</id><published>2005-07-08T17:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-08T17:36:17.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I see YOU!</title><content type='html'>A translation of an African tribe’s exchange of greeting:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Host:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;I see you!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Guest:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;I am here!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;= = = = =&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A simple exchange, yet highly profound. It demonstrated that humans are social creatures and hence, our humanity must be integrated into the society or community we function in. Because conversely, if the host fail to initiate the greeting by acknowledging the presence of the guest, it represents that the guest does not exist in that social context.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only when we are acknowledged by others, can we be said to have truly existed as a human being in our encounters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always acknowledge the people around you who made an impact to your lives. Always appreciate the people who contributed to your growth as a human. For the ability to cultivate a sense of gratitude is what differentiates Man from Beast.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8819043-112081522496314120?l=rarant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/feeds/112081522496314120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8819043&amp;postID=112081522496314120' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/112081522496314120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/112081522496314120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-see-you.html' title='I see YOU!'/><author><name>Raymond Chng</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mM8LhwY1Skk/Sw0RN9QIWLI/AAAAAAAAAK0/8wu_FQ_tegY/S220/xian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8819043.post-112057453762980845</id><published>2005-07-05T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-11T20:16:02.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The, wrong, my Chinese Language</title><content type='html'>好久没有以华文做成文章了。也不知曾几何时，对于自身的母语感到了陌生。真的好惭愧。虽然在必要时，从口中发出的华语，仍可滔滔不绝，但却少了求学时那份诗意与雅气。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;接下来的两个星期，我将以副考官的身份帮助悻悻学子应付口试。听着他们阅读文章，投入得如痴如醉，不由得我有感而发。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;随着岁月的流逝，与朋友们说笑时，虽然有用上华语，但华文却少用得多了。渐渐的，华文不再是用来日常沟通了，而是在比较深一层，心灵上让情感抒发的妙用。它以不是语文，而是一种艺术了。一个有人欣赏，也有人藐视的艺术了。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8819043-112057453762980845?l=rarant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/feeds/112057453762980845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8819043&amp;postID=112057453762980845' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/112057453762980845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/112057453762980845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/2005/07/wrong-my-chinese-language.html' title='The, wrong, my Chinese Language'/><author><name>Raymond Chng</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mM8LhwY1Skk/Sw0RN9QIWLI/AAAAAAAAAK0/8wu_FQ_tegY/S220/xian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8819043.post-112041583480666352</id><published>2005-07-04T02:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-04T03:05:25.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NIE Investiture and Post-YCF Blues</title><content type='html'>Here I am… finally back to writing another blog entry. It is late Sunday night, or really, Monday morning. I slept the entire Sunday away. I woke up in for lunch, returned to bed and woke up next for dinner. Should be enough to eradicate my fatigue I hoped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched the 2-part TV series on the adaptation of &lt;i&gt;Earthsea&lt;/i&gt;. It wasn’t all that bad. But like most screen adaptations of books, I seriously felt something was lacking. But overall, it was fine enough for me. I am just such a sucker for the genre that anything fantasy or sci-fi will entertain me. But I must add that the books are&lt;strong&gt; MUCH&lt;/strong&gt; better than the show any way I view it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past week had been a marathon of prayers for the success of the Youth Peace Culture Festival. In the midst of it, I was officially graduated from NIE via a dignified investiture on the 30th June.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1233/617/1600/IMAG0092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1233/617/320/IMAG0092.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;The teaching gang lining up after the ceremony.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1233/617/1600/IMAG0096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1233/617/320/IMAG0096.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I guessed we took too much time in the auditorium. My maths gang had all de-gowned when I finally found them in the foyer. oh well~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the 2 July, HQ1 kicked started the YCF. The SD item was brilliant! My eyes were all moist with pride at the end of it all. Great Work SD!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Aiyo Aiyo Aiyo! Hey Yo! Yoo~ Passion of Youth!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for the baton will pass to the other 2 HQs. Good luck fellows. We’re be praying for your success.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wrote a little poem dedicated my trainers too:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The orange glow&lt;br /&gt;The bamboo ringing&lt;br /&gt;Calling for young heroes and heroines&lt;br /&gt;To rise above the mighty thunder&lt;br /&gt;Sounded by the eager march&lt;br /&gt;Tapping and storming&lt;br /&gt;Young heroes and heroines&lt;br /&gt;To direct the power for&lt;br /&gt;The good of humanity&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yesh~ I’m officially suffering from post-ycf blues…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8819043-112041583480666352?l=rarant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/feeds/112041583480666352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8819043&amp;postID=112041583480666352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/112041583480666352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/112041583480666352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/2005/07/nie-investiture-and-post-ycf-blues.html' title='NIE Investiture and Post-YCF Blues'/><author><name>Raymond Chng</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mM8LhwY1Skk/Sw0RN9QIWLI/AAAAAAAAAK0/8wu_FQ_tegY/S220/xian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8819043.post-111989345571300630</id><published>2005-06-28T01:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-28T01:34:15.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Morigasaki</title><content type='html'>Have you ever tried stopping in the middle of a jog, just to squat down opposite some blocks of HDB flats and wonder, how many of those units houses truly happy and harmonious families? How many are suffering in silence, combating their lives’ problems alone and afraid?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are really a lot of people in this world. We can provide an estimate of the number of people on this planet, but that will ultimately be just a statistic. How many human hearts can we come to know and love and touch? Are our own hearts big enough to embrace the world? Some times we cannot even embrace the people in our humble community and society.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I being too sentimental? The cynics may well accuse me of that, but regardless, I am only trying to cultivate compassion. Compassion, is what I would consider that highest of all human virtues. Nothing is nobler than compassion. Not even love that the media is shamelessly advertising daily, although love has its merit, it is hardly the purest of virtues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a very religious person. I am religious enough to declare boldly that should I be persecuted, exiled, or slandered because of my faith, I will still continue upholding my beliefs and philosophies in life. That is exactly how confident I am of my religion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember a time when I first gain such intensity passion for my faith; I often challenge others in religious and philosophical debates. With a healthy knowledge of Christianity due to my schooling in mission schools and my own personal research, I was often able to provide comprehensive arguments to establish the superiority of Nichiren Buddhism. (&lt;em&gt;I offer my apologies to my Christian friends for stating such a hard stand. But I do not see the need to mask any of my heartfelt feelings on this blog.&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the years, I have had opportunities to shaken many individual’s faith by exposing the many weaknesses in their philosophies. As I reflected on those times, I felt a tint of reproach on my self. I came to realized that it was arrogance that guided my debates. Whereas what I should really be cultivating should be compassion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The function of compassion is to desire happiness for all. Buddhism teaches that every individual have the potential for Buddhahood within their lives. However, this Buddhahood can only be manifested under the right karmic conditions, and external stimulus. If these factors are not in place, disproving others’ faith will not lead them to happiness, but only to disturb their minds and upset their emotions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is for this reason that I ceased to initiate any religious debate. However, propagation is the lifeblood of all religions. If you truly believe something is good and worthy of sharing, and you fail to do so, you are nothing more than a hypocrite. Which is why, although I disapprove of the methods of evangelistic individuals, I can fully appreciate their passion and enthusiasm. All I will do is to bold declare my affiliations and announce my willingness to share my faith if anyone is interested. However, if you are not interested, I can guarantee that I will not bombard your senses unnecessarily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;= = = = =&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it comes to happiness, everyone has a different concept. A dictionary says that happiness means a fulfilled state of life in which one feels happy. This definition, however, is quite vague. Some may say, “If I’m satisfied with my current way of living, I’m happy.” Others might say, “If I desire too much, there will be no end to it. That is why I feel I am satisfied with the way my life is.” Still others can say, “Because I’m healthy, financially blessed, and have a nice family, I am happy.” Such happiness, however, will collapse when they fall ill, meet with accidents, or encounter troubles in daily life. Instead of happiness, they will experience unhappiness. To put it another way, happiness that depends solely on favorable circumstances can never be guaranteed. Such happiness can collapse any time one’s surroundings change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people say that as long as you make the effort, you can become happy. But effort without knowing the ultimate purpose in life is like piloting a boat in the middle of Pacific Ocean without a compass or chart. People who believe in the efficacy of self-achievement have a shallow, overly optimistic view that someday everything will come together for them. Their viewpoint is based on their superficial confidence in their own ability to achieve happiness; it is just like being in a boat that may capsize at any moment when the waves of obstacles arise. When all is said and done, true happiness is a powerful feeling that wells up from the depths of one’s life, accompanied by an absolute sense of confidence and fulfillment – a life condition that can never be destroyed by outside forces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ‘reality’ of one’s environment or surroundings is only a means to happiness. It is not the foundation of happiness itself. Actually, the source of one’s happiness is found only within oneself. So even if you are plagued by suffering and sorrow, if you live a life in which you make every possible effort to express your fullest potential in the manner that best suits you, you will bring find supreme happiness. As you struggle to bring out this highest potential, no matter what difficult situations you may experience along the way you will without fail come to feel a true sense of fulfillment at being able to live a happy life. Nichiren Daishonin’s Buddhism alone enables one to express one’s full potential and tap the ultimate, indestructible state of life, or enlightenment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;= = = = =&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morigasaki Beach&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With my friend by the shore&lt;br /&gt;Morigasaki&lt;br /&gt;Pungent seaside smell&lt;br /&gt;Waves withdrawing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nineteen-year-old boys&lt;br /&gt;Pondering what path to choose&lt;br /&gt;Philosophical talk&lt;br /&gt;As the hours go by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend troubled&lt;br /&gt;Always so poor&lt;br /&gt;“The way of Christ&lt;br /&gt;Is the one I’ll follow!”&lt;br /&gt;Eyes flashing keen in the moonlight –&lt;br /&gt;To that firm heartbeat&lt;br /&gt;The waves rolled in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the crumbling embankment&lt;br /&gt;Grasses grown thick&lt;br /&gt;Voices of insects – what kind I don’t know&lt;br /&gt;Tonight we shall fashion&lt;br /&gt;Poems and songs?&lt;br /&gt;Music with a tone&lt;br /&gt;Of ancient court times?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But my friend stands silent&lt;br /&gt;What way should I choose,&lt;br /&gt;That my life may wing away&lt;br /&gt;To far-off gardens of the moon?&lt;br /&gt;He wipes away the tears, sighing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend in lonely sorrow&lt;br /&gt;I too&lt;br /&gt;But with one boundless aspiration:&lt;br /&gt;Make a promise with me&lt;br /&gt;We’ll face life&lt;br /&gt;Whatever pain it brings!&lt;br /&gt;My friend smiles&lt;br /&gt;“I’ll go along with that!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That far-off world&lt;br /&gt;My friend is seeking –&lt;br /&gt;A different one&lt;br /&gt;But I too have my Way&lt;br /&gt;A long song on a stage&lt;br /&gt;That never ends&lt;br /&gt;Till hair turns white,&lt;br /&gt;Talking with the moon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish you all luck&lt;br /&gt;My friend!&lt;br /&gt;Next time we meet –&lt;br /&gt;When will it be?&lt;br /&gt;Wordless we depart&lt;br /&gt;Upon our separate journeys&lt;br /&gt;Silver waves sway gently&lt;br /&gt;Morigasaki&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8819043-111989345571300630?l=rarant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/feeds/111989345571300630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8819043&amp;postID=111989345571300630' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/111989345571300630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/111989345571300630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/2005/06/morigasaki.html' title='Morigasaki'/><author><name>Raymond Chng</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mM8LhwY1Skk/Sw0RN9QIWLI/AAAAAAAAAK0/8wu_FQ_tegY/S220/xian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8819043.post-111971290324067953</id><published>2005-06-25T23:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-25T23:23:25.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>YCF05 Updates</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/216/4502/640/YCF_costume.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:3px solid #663300; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/216/4502/320/YCF_costume.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hours and hours of painting the bamboos and flowers onto the japanese summer robes, our costumes for the Youth Culture Festival is finally ready for the Full-Dress Rehearsal tomorrow!! All 120 of them. ~ Tired... Zzzz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8819043-111971290324067953?l=rarant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/feeds/111971290324067953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8819043&amp;postID=111971290324067953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/111971290324067953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/111971290324067953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/2005/06/ycf05-updates_25.html' title='YCF05 Updates'/><author><name>Raymond Chng</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mM8LhwY1Skk/Sw0RN9QIWLI/AAAAAAAAAK0/8wu_FQ_tegY/S220/xian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8819043.post-111937852108705080</id><published>2005-06-22T02:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T02:29:41.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Singapore Youth Award 2005</title><content type='html'>Yay!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We won the &lt;a href="http://www.nyc.gov.sg/sya/main/html/sya2005/Citation%20-%20Soka%20(Youth%20Division).pdf" target="_blank"&gt;Community &amp; Youth Services(Team)&lt;/a&gt; category of the &lt;a href="http://www.nyc.gov.sg/sya/main/html/main.htm" target="_blank"&gt;Singapore Youth Award 2005&lt;/a&gt;. Let us continue to work harder and strive to serve our communities better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Beaming with Pride*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8819043-111937852108705080?l=rarant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/feeds/111937852108705080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8819043&amp;postID=111937852108705080' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/111937852108705080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/111937852108705080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/2005/06/singapore-youth-award-2005.html' title='Singapore Youth Award 2005'/><author><name>Raymond Chng</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mM8LhwY1Skk/Sw0RN9QIWLI/AAAAAAAAAK0/8wu_FQ_tegY/S220/xian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8819043.post-111919875768974279</id><published>2005-06-20T00:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-20T00:32:37.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Connexion 2005</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Like the sun&lt;br /&gt;Always bright in heart,&lt;br /&gt;Like the sea&lt;br /&gt;With a heart vast and wide,&lt;br /&gt;Like the sky&lt;br /&gt;With a heart unendingly tall,&lt;br /&gt;Like the flowers&lt;br /&gt;With a heart forever beautiful,&lt;br /&gt;Like the wind&lt;br /&gt;With a heart set on happiness,&lt;br /&gt;Be free!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sharing a moment of comradeship in Sentosa as the members of ASD invaded the beautiful beaches with our laughter and joy on 18 June 2005.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/216/4502/640/Cox01.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:3px solid #663300; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/216/4502/320/Cox01.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Something needs to be recovered from the sea?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/216/4502/640/Cox02.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:3px solid #663300; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/216/4502/320/Cox02.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Some saltwater maybe?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/216/4502/640/Connexion05.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:3px solid #663300; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/216/4502/320/Connexion05.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;A seashell with my name on it! How cool is that?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8819043-111919875768974279?l=rarant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/feeds/111919875768974279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8819043&amp;postID=111919875768974279' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/111919875768974279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/111919875768974279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/2005/06/connexion-2005.html' title='Connexion 2005'/><author><name>Raymond Chng</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mM8LhwY1Skk/Sw0RN9QIWLI/AAAAAAAAAK0/8wu_FQ_tegY/S220/xian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8819043.post-111894637506016263</id><published>2005-06-17T02:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-17T02:27:15.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Solving History</title><content type='html'>I finally had a few days of uninterrupted holiday. Determined to use these holiday valuably, I revisited my studies on religious and philosophical history which I held a vast interest. It had been a wonderful experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recalled my final major project with the NTUSD before I graduated from NTU. I lead a research into the histories of Judaism, Christianity and Islam. It had brought a new level of understanding of their relationship with one another and their various denominations. It also allowed me to renew my conviction in Nichiren Buddhism as the key philosophy that could provide the harmonizing factor among the various schools of thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The study of history is not simply because of our wish to know more about events of the distant past. What is more important is to seek parallels to our current concerns which will result in fresh insights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shakyamuni, who was the first historically recorded Buddha, appeared at the same period of time as other great philosophers such as Socrates in Greece, Confucius in China, and Deutero-Isaiah, whose thoughts exerted an important influence upon Christianity and the Judaic world. This seemingly coincidence can only be the result of the nature of human society at that time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seemed that during that era, ancient civilizations had started to undergo a general cultural revolution that resulted in a material orientated society. The byproduct of such a culture can only be epicureanism, nihilism, and decadence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we observe our world today, we can observe similar trends of such culture because of the unexpected rapidity in which industrialization and commercialism had advanced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus, I cannot help but feel a sense of pride in being a member of &lt;a href="http://sgi.org/" target="_blank"&gt;SGI&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.ssabuddhist.org/" target="_blank"&gt;SSA&lt;/a&gt;, which based on Nichiren’s exposition on Buddhism, is striving to provide a philosophy that can cope with the phenomenal growth of science and technology in term of its relations to the human spirit. For that, I am eternally grateful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8819043-111894637506016263?l=rarant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/feeds/111894637506016263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8819043&amp;postID=111894637506016263' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/111894637506016263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8819043/posts/default/111894637506016263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rarant.blogspot.com/2005/06/solving-history.html' title='Solving History'/><author><name>Raymond Chng</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mM8LhwY1Skk/Sw0RN9QIWLI/AAAAAAAAAK0/8wu_FQ_tegY/S220/xian.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
