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| Kinkasan Island. |
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| Sendai |
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| Kinkasan island |
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| Kyoto |
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| Kyoto Older strucuterwes. |
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| Hanabi matsuri. |
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| Matsushima scattered islands. |
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| KInkasan Island, Hill Trak. |
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| Kyoto Tea Garden |
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The blogg is a journal/diary that is part of an ongoing process spanning over thrity years of soul searching. It covers a life spent including 30 odd years in Malaysia, 21 years in The USA and 3 years spent in Japan. It is also a Global research paper at the human level.
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About Me
- Shamsul
- My name it means nothing, my age it means less as Bob Dylan sang in one of his ballads. I am a citizen of this planet and have tasted what life has to offer both in the east and West. I am an artist and then some, a buddhist practitioner and then some, a Muslim and a whole lot more than some. I live life in all its glory and decadence. My practice in life is to become the global rennaisance man. There is more to me than even I could imagine but I am satisfied in being who I am just an ordinary mixed up kid singing rudy toot-toot to the moon.
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