“End the Hatred” Xanga Blogring

After having watched “Hotel Rwanda” and “Fearless”, I was reminded of how much hate exists in this world.  And I’ve come to conclusion that we must END it here.  and now!  Now in 21st century, we have Darfur in Sudan.  This is sheer madness!

I want my kids to grow up in peace, not being hated for being different, but to be accepted for who they are.  Let alone genocides, but any kind of hatred must end.  If you share this committment, please join the blogring… and spread the word.  I know it’s a Xanga site… so don’t worry if you haven’t an account…

God wouldn’t want hatred. 

End the Hatred

Hotel Rwanda – Thoughts

As I sit and watch this “movie” called “Hotel Rwanda”, I am saddened.

No, make that distraught.  Sickened to my stomach.  If you don’t know what this “movie” is about, it’s about the genocide that occurred in Rwanda between the Hutus and Tutsis.  800,000 died in the name of cleansing.  Sounds familiar?  I can think of Hitlers’ Jewish genocide.  Then there’s Bosnia.  Japanese with “cleansing” as well.

Why does all this have to happen?  This “movie” entails the story of Paul who helps run the place.   All this hatred.  Must stop.  Such ugliness stops only when all of us, one by one, stop it within ourselves.  No more hatred.  Let us all pray for peace, and unity.

For our children’s sake.  For God’s sake…

EDIT: I am just watched “Fearless” (Jet Li).  In his last words towards the end… the cliche but true… “What we need to do is not take  revenge.  Hatred will only breed more hatred.”  This was spoken after he just found out that he was poisoned.  Very befitting towards this whole nightmare of hatred.  
And both movies are based on true stories… Paul is my new hero.  A man of love and action.  So is Master Huo for standing against hatred.

Philips forces ad viewing on TV

Boo…

Philips, one of the major electronic company is filing for a patent that will force the viewer to watch ads!  You can’t change channel when it comes on!

Read it here!

Can you say “boycott”?!!  I mean, I know TV broadcasting companies have to make money but come on!  And why does Philips have to jump on this boat?!  I’ve respected this brand, but no more!  I’m on to you, Philips!! 😡

Portrait of Christ

Happy Easter everyone!

Part II

New Morning
And a New Day
That teased the hearts of the Ladies
For hope.

The Birds sang of Unprecedented Miracle.
Angels spoke of Resurrection.
In front of an
Empty bed,
What once held our Savior
Now shouted with Joy.

Confused women
But full of wonder and delightful shock!
Ran only knowing the only thing they knew how…
To share the joy!

Earthquake was his name;
A LORD’s Messenger,
Quicker than a lightning
So might in power
Proclaiming
The only thing he knew:
Of the LORD’s
Disappearance…
From the wretched tomb.

The sky that once gloomed
With judgment was now
Warming the earth
Giving it nurturing energy.

That Day was different.
The Nature knew that.
Yet, we the foolish
Couldn’t comprehend still
What had happened
Being so limited in heart.

Then appeared He
To the Magdalene
To comfort & strengthen,
Yet the faithless believed not
Her testimony.

Later on the road to Emmaus,
Did He appear to two
Where Jesus shared Scriptures
With them encouraging
And teaching them.

Jesus rebuked Thomas
Who couldn’t see with his heart & faith
Yet, He blessed them.
But He showed love
To Peter to show him
That He still loved him,
And He gave Peter what he needed so much:
A Second Chance.

The once Humiliated and Abandoned Son,
Now full of Glory and Honor,
Spoke only of Peace to His Children
And returned unto rightful Father’s Arms
Telling us to wait for that
Time when He shall
Return for us all…

Portrait of Christ

Part I

            Imagine, if you will,
            The last few days of Christ.
            Before the Crucifixion.

            Barabbas released;
            Unfair for the fair.
            Christ to the Cross, the rotten wood.
            To be given the worst death sentence
            Of His time.

            Thorny crown on His head
            Deeply piercing for blood.
            Mocked as a “fake”
            With a purple robe, made fun of.

            Bearing His own heavy tree
            To the hills of Golgotha.
            Barefoot.  On gravel.  Bleeding.
            Sweat dripping down mixed with blood,
            Stenching His white clothes.

            Crucified on the third hour
            With His title over Him.
            Spat at.
            Ridiculed at.  Insulted.

            Loneliness.  In Anguish…
            Darkness filled the sky.
            So dark that the earth shook.
            And at a tremendous rate,
            The sins of the Past,
            The Present,
            And the Future flowed
            Vehemently into Him.

            But the worst was not over
            For God had to abandon Him.
            “Eloi, Eloi, lama sabachthani?!”
            So He screamed to the Heavens
            About to be handed over to
            Isolation in Hell.

            Yet, they still had to torture Him.
            Offered vinegar as a drink to worsen His thirst
            To a man who lost one pint too many.

            In His pains & sorrow,
            He cried out loudly…
            It echoed to the eight corners of the Earth.
            And…
            His head fell.

            The tearing of the curtains
            Showed the Father’s anger.
            The nature brought
            Calamity for
            It even showed mournful heart.

             …And as if that wasn’t enough,
            They had to put a spear through Him
            To shed only more blood
            And split His White clothes
            Amongst themselves,
            To satisfy their greed beyond their soul.

            Humiliation.  in front of everyone.
            Torture.  smeared into His pure body.
            Mockery.  of disdain and indifference.
            Pain.  that was humanly unbearable.
            PAIN!  The Father’s Abandonment.
            Isolation.  beyond anyone’s Imagination in Hell.
            Abandonment.  no longer feeling Father’s Presence…
            His Vitality.
            Now,
            One who was always full of Spirit
            Was now full of sin.

The Power of Addiction: Caffeine

Well, I was trying to think out of the box and see what I could “fast” on with the Easter around the corner.  Like many out there, I’m an avid coffee drinker.  Back when I worked under a German professor and a Russian post-doc,… well, you can guess how thick and strong the coffee was!  😮

However, since starting to work, the strength has dwindled down and I’ve grown accustomed to weaker brews.  Still, it was usually made up by the volume I’d consume.  Since having kids, I had gone from 1 cup a day to 2 cups and some times 2.5 cups a day!  Sleep was hard to come by…

Now that my kids have somewhat grown up a bit, and since caffeine was something I depended on, I thought I’d say ‘no’ to coffee for until the Easter and see how that affects me.  Well, day 2 is here and I have this HUGE migraine throbbing inside my skull, trying to get out!  Having enjoyed coffee from the age of early 20’s, and having discovered coffee at even earlier age of 10(!), it’s no wonder what kind of control this substance has on me.

If this humongous headache even slightly touches on the pain and suffering of what Christ had to go through on that mount on that day, so be it.  After my fasting is done, for the health sake, I plan on cutting down on coffee intake by significant amount.  It’s such a social drink though.  I don’t normally drink alcohol and so I’d need at least coffee to be that… 

Anyway, here’s to you fellow coffee drinkers and addicts!  To the freedom!