I arrived at Batu Kawan Toll entrance at around one thirty in the morning after driving all the way from Sitiawan near the Lumut area of Perak after sepnding a few days visiting my sister and her daughter's family who had arrived from Kuwait a day earlier on vacation. Had quite a great time and experience with my grand nephews and niece and was good to spend some time with my sister.The New or second Penang Bridge was launched by the Prime Minister on the first of march and i arrived at one am. which makes it the second of March, I recieve a commemoration cap at the Toll kiosk and it was Ex- gratis. or free to use the bridge for the first month. It is 32 Kilotmeters from one end to the other; not somewhere you want to be stuck in a traffic jam which I did. I thought the Kancil was not going to make it and became one of the first few vehicles to be towed off the bridge after causing allot of curses over the new bridge. After crawling all the way across I felt like back to the old bridge for this guy, no more seconds! Perhaps once in the day time and see if there is any improvement with time. After all it is the longest bridge in South East Asia if not Asia Itself.
It is great actually to be back in town...Georgetown, that is! Traffic jams, now biasa la! At three you are hungry, no problem, kedai nasi kandar on the corner of Jelutong and the Market street is open for business. Limited sittings but still better than nasi Beratur on Kapitan Kling Street n4ear the Big Kapitan Kling Mosque.But hey its according to my taste and i am no connoisseur of gourmet cooking such as the Nasi Kandar this Island is most famous for in terms of food. Like everything else in our modern day life, we got for the quantity rather than the quality. Our 'standard of living is very low compared to most western countries including countries such as Japan or Korea is because we cut too many corners to fill up empty holes in the business. We are not emulating Japan in our look to the East but slowly becoming Chinese influence as in The People's Republic of China where quantity is the dominant force in the International Market today.This is not to say it is bad or good it is just a broad horizon of a spectrum of an observation of the Cheeseburger Buddha as he dwells in this Dharma Realm of Mindfulness Awakening.
As I was driving along the North South Highway towards Penang last night I passed by an trailer hauling huge trunks of timber on its bed, I ws back in the at the foothills of Lintang, the Farm and the surrounding forest. I saw in my mind the remnants of a few giant among trees still standing for posterity saved but for fortune by the wisdom of of the 'Major'. Who am I to judge others for their wants and needs, for so long as I am alive i am tied too to this wheel of life, the Dharma Wheel, the gigantic wheels of the Chariot of Lord Jaganathan as he was being transported from one temple to another in India during the Kumba Mala ceremony. The English word Juggernaut to mean huge or gigantic is derived from the Name of the Lord. J.And as this wheel rolls so does life in cycles and circles, sometimes one rides at the very bottom part of the wheel where life is hell and at other times one is at the very top of it all looking up to heaven next. It also says nothing is permanent , all things comes to pass all in good time according to the motion of the Wheel of Life.
As the Juggernaut rolls it gazers momentum and as it moves forward it gathers more to itself growing, snowballing, rolling down the mountain side and ripping apart anything in its way, crushing underneath its wheel those who slacked and are weak and headed for the final count down at the bottom when vertical velocity meets solid horizontal impregnable plane. The Big Bang..The End of Days...the end of it all...the beginning of a new journey inception begins of yet another universe no unlike this one,the burst of a new star causing the regeneration of energy and power to create and procreate. Evolution happens time and again at all levels and dimensions and consciousness, only we feel it of are aware of it or not.
There is no sense going here and camping out here, if whatever that s gained no matter how ridiculously naive and idea, cannot be shared for the sake of sharing; indeed I have failied. Indeed time has been wasted and money in the forms of sponsorship by friends and loved ones is not deserved. One of the most significant event of my travel to Manjung and Sitiawan in Perak to visit my sister and my cousin, the Pilot. I spent a few days each at both their homes, it was such a contrast between the two that it was like spending time in two parallel dimensions that runs alongside each other without ever crossing into another until such an event as a visit from the Cheeseburger Buddha would trigger a little sense of awareness of the presence of those who are close to us through blood or otherwise, should be kept alive; life is relationship.
Yes it is great to be back here especially when you have the whole house to yourself just me and Karim who is fast asleep in my room.which gives me the opportunity to ramble away my tiredness, my aches and pains of night long driving; my Blog. One of my most unforgettable moments was cruising down out into the Straits of Malacca while standing on the Pilots House of a Russian Bulk Carrier, the Crested Eagle. I also met some new friends when I had my car fixed, my cousin the Pilot introduced me to an Indian Mechanic and his family, it is all about creating good relationships with other through sharing, through simple being human, being who you truly are in all your glories and weaknesses. This! Is It! This! my Dharma position this where i stand from and deliver to the worlds a thousand blessings just like the Buddhas before me. and Allah Is Great! for my position is meaningless if not for His Grace and Blessing, "Hanya dengan Kered'an Nya!" only through His Blessings can I call myself the Cheeseburger Buddha and claim to be the incarnate of the Buddha of Infinite Scatology.By His will, Insha'Allah, if and when I am able to step out of this dimension completely I hope i will evolve on to a more compassionate and forgiving dimension that is closer to the Throne of Allah.
As I walk upon this earth a step at a time fast or slow, I realized that one foot is in Heaven while the other is in Hell, Na'uzubillah, Heavens forbid, in the middle is my spinal column vertical pointing upwards towards heaven and down towards hell, ..Alif! the vertical pillar of energy runs through this pillar a life force the Hindu mi simplicity calls it the Kundalini or Serpent energy or light. We awaken this energy and make it move unhindered through the Seven Chakras, through the Seven sounds and the Seven colors of Auric energy. to penetrate the Seven Petala Bhumis and the Seven levels of the heavens before we can even come close to the Arash or Seat of the Lord of which only the Prophet of Allah has ever been allowed excess to in order to stand before His Maker.This was the Mi'Raj, the nocturnal journey, this was when the Prophet of Allah transcended His human form to become close to the Divine the One, Lord of Power. Otherwise there is no need for prophets if this were not made to happen as token of faith and miracles of man by the Grace of his Maker. Yes, the is an Ape in all of us, but we drew the line in the genes when it came to who we are in the eyes of the AlMighty, Al Hak! Compare to this i am merely a wannabe Bodhisatva, still " swimming in a fishbowl, year after!" P.Floyd.
As we get older we tend to become more religious in our demeanor, we become less tolerant of those who we see as forsaken his religiosity and God is always on our side. We become obsessed with making atonement's and repentance and looking for credits in virtuous practices. We reflect how much we have sinned and how little we have prepared ourselves to meet the Lord at Judgement Day.where very fingers and every 'Skandhas' or senses of our self will testify for us our sinful acts just incase we plea innocent of having done so. So be nice to your vital organs and say your appreciation every now and then to your fingers instead of sticking it uyp your nose all the time or point it at others in accusation. Life is a Bitch And after death could be much worse if you are not awake when you die. How can you know who you truly are until you have died in this life to that which your mind has created for who you believe to be who you are, Joe De Magio of the New York Yankees, or just the farmer out -standing in his field, his Dharma position, his home plate. Three Strikes is all you get, and you are Out!
I Am, that I Am!
" a Sanskrit sentence, translated variously as "That art thou," "That thou art," "Thou art that," "You are that," or "That you are," is one of theMahāvākyas (Grand Pronouncements) in Vedantic Sanatana Dharma. It originally occurs in the Chandogya Upanishad 6.8.7,[1] in the dialogue between Uddalaka and his son Śvetaketu; it appears at the end of a section, and is repeated at the end of the subsequent sections as a refrain. The meaning of this saying is that the Self - in its original, pure, primordial state - is wholly or partially identifiable or identical with the Ultimate Reality that is the ground and origin of all phenomena." WikipediaI
It is quite an experience to drive along the 32 Kilometers over water, it was rther a long dull ride as you can hardly see the ocean for the high walls. Hopefully it will help to ease the flow of traffice in and out of the Island. Now let us see if they are serious about build a tunnel across the channel.!
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