From now on, I will do a topic study/research each Month. This month, it's on "Great of Flesh" 放縱情慾 גּדלבּשׂר (Gadel Bawsawr).
Submitting to desire, uncontrolled freedom, uncontrolled love, submitting to humanism.
This will be my first month for this kind of project study.
I had planned such study weekly, but it seems that it is a bit tougher than I thought.
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One chief problem in the American culture is "the art of paperworks". Such system is invented by the americans. Too bad it's not patented. And many other cultures are trying to follow this habit too.
Yesterday while I was getting off to work from Flushing to Brooklyn, taking a local taxi van, two male policemen came to check the driver's registrations. This driver has been in service for quite some time now, but this would only mean that we can trust him to some extend. It is merely an excuse in the law of men. And the americans are very excellent in dealing with domestic issues using the law of men.
So, some of the registrations weren't according to the law, that's fine by me. But what's cooking my noodles is the fact that the time it took the policemen to walk back into their car, shut their doors, and write some 12 yellow summons across the street, looking very comfy in their car, one chatted on his cellphone, estimated to about 30 minutes. It was not until the driver couldn't be any more patient and walked across the street to see them, that they gave him his summons and left us. If we all had waited, I wonder how much longer would the two police lovebirds remain in their car.
30 minutes, that's almost the time I need to get to Brooklyn. Eventhough I knew I'd be late (Everyone would be waiting for me since I'm the teacher), and that I'd be the one apologizing to the class, I have learned to stay calm and read my book during the battle of emotions, time and patience. The worst case scenario would be for me to take the expensive yellow cab. I supposed next time I'd go back to taking the subways for this. Eventhough its almost a 2 hour ride, but its free and make me wake up earlier (hence the need to sleep early too). This is not about sleeping early, but discipline. Someone once said, "freedom is the ability to not do what one doesn't want to do". I still need certain well spent amount of time of sleep, so it is a challenge to a person who doesn't like to go to sleep like me.
I heard of another case a while back about a theological meeting being held in the States. They were short of a lamp, and in order to borrow one, they must first sign this paper, fill that form, and then wait for it to pass from departments to departments, and after then only would they be allowed to take a lamp from the store room. It only took the lecturer a few minute taxi drive to the nearest sales store and $30 for a brand new lamp.
12 yellow summons, 30 minutes. Like that's necessary. Sigh. I had personally experienced at least two other of such similar cases that I could remember very vividly. I'm sure there were a lot more if I try to remember harder. Looking back at the 911 incident, I'd say the administrative authorities are going the wrong way.
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David's intention to build God's temple is perhaps, out of pitty at some unintentional level. (2 Samuel Chapter 7).
As a man after God's own heart, he failed in wisdom of kairos. Eventhough he did not attempt to dethrone King Saul.
"Kairos is a Greek term used to differentiate from chronos. As chronos means our normal everyday time, kairos means a special time. Such as the moment when a man and a woman fell in love for each other for the first time, etc. Hence, the greatest definition of kairos would be God's Time."
As a king living in peace, he failed to continue to seek the countenance of God, instead he searched after his own heart to serve God. Misuse of terminology is Satan's greatest weapon. Since the time of Adam and Eve to Peter and up to our time, the catholics, the charismatic movement, the protestants, among those we call brothers and sisters, and ourselves, this has been the most effective weapon, making us thinking that we are serving on the path of the truth, but actually sending us off track.
Is the Church a failure? Nay. The Church is a witness in the storm. A witness of Christ.
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I have been told by my violin teacher Ms. Ooi Chen Hoon (I think this is the right spelling, it's been a while) that perfect pitch is a gift from birth. Therefore, some have it, some don't.
I wasn't sure if I had perfect pitch, but my mother once told me she believed I had it.
Then it seemed that I only have relative pitch, rather than absolute pitch (perfect pitch). Relative pitch is basically what all musicians should develope, knowing the intervals of tones.
Only until recently (last Sunday) that I witness the first person who exhibited absolute pitch. Jack Lin. Incredible indeed.
Then I came across this article by David Lucas Burge that perfect pitch could be trained. Rather old school, 1981. But I never knew about it until now.
So, I'll look into it, and see what princples lie within.
To be continue...
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Need to find a way to change the timeout value of this plog admin-post.
Sometimes I think pLog is just about the worst blogware one could find...
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Is it possible to understand Ancient Time better by extrapolation of this world?
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"You don't always get what you want" Remembering what Shella once told me. Yes, very common line, very popular. But such is one of the many quarks which runs through my mind in my struggling to be obedient to God, through suffering.
What worth are my tears, if they die with the world?
Time to let go, the things I once held dear.
Take away my fears and make me bold.
What worth are my tears, if they die with the world?
For three times Thou have shed for Thy fold,
Understood have I, the tears from Thy pains?
Not from Thy sorrows, but for Thy poor saints.
Show me Thy way, for Thou art my light.
Teach me, for Thou art my salvation.
Guide me, for Thou art my shepherd.
Make my solitary into Thy refuge for me.
In Thy Cross, in Thy Cross, be my glory ever.
Amen.
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In the recent hard disc crash,
I had a back-up for most of my files. Some of the files on a back-up
drive was somehow avoiding me with an “Access Denied” even though I was
logged in as the Administrator (or Administrative Rights). While asking
around for help, a member from the Team Macromedia suggested me to google for the same. I finally got the solution on How to take ownership of a file or folder in Windows XP.
Here are the steps in quickie mode
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