Thursday, September 30, 2010

Dear Animals: We’re SORRY

Today my niece told me about this beautiful poem written for the animals. I went online to search for it and I found the author who allowed me to repost this on my blog. Brings tears to my eyes and a hollowness to my heart. Thank you Shira.


Dear Animals,
We’re sorry we hurt you.
We’re sorry we torture you.
We’re sorry we burn you for fun.
We’re sorry we poke you.
We’re sorry we prod you.
We’re sorry we subject you to a lifetime of pain so we can eat you.
We’re sorry we kick you just to feel better about ourselves.
We’re sorry we rip the skin off your bones while you’re still alive.
We’re sorry we sell you in pet shops and then abandon you when we’ve had enough.
We’re sorry we leave you in garbage cans.
We’re sorry we shove hormones down your throat.
We’re sorry we steal your babies from you.
We’re sorry we throw you off of bridges.
We’re sorry we chain you up all day and all night.
We’re sorry we drown you.
We’re sorry we force you to do unnatural tricks for our entertainment.
We’re sorry we forget to feed you or give you water.
We’re sorry our disgruntled slaughterhouse workers take out all their aggressions on you.
We’re sorry we force you to fight each other.
We’re sorry we force you to fight us.
We’re sorry we use you for transportation.
We’re sorry we sacrifice your life so we can have another leather couch, car seat, belt or pair of shoes.
We’re sorry we make you scream in pain and then put a picture of a smiling chicken on the box.
We’re sorry we make you feel like you are part of the family and then forget about you when the baby comes.
We’re sorry we drag you behind our cars.
We’re sorry we keep you in dark, crowded, horrid living conditions.
We’re sorry we force feed you to make you fatter.
We’re sorry we burn your front paws in order to make you stand on two feet so our children can laugh.
We’re sorry we sexually abuse you for our fetishes.
We’re sorry we trap you.
We’re sorry we hunt you.
We’re sorry our shelters still use inhumane methods of killing you.
We’re sorry we subject you to a lifetime of terrorizing experiments so we can have yet another shampoo.
We’re sorry we don’t report our neighbors who are mistreating you to the authorities.
We’re sorry we poison you in the middle of the night.
We’re sorry we humiliate you.
We’re sorry we keep you alone indoors all day long and then get too lazy to take you for walks.
We’re sorry we choke you and suffocate you.
We’re sorry we yell at you.
We’re sorry we leave you out in the cold rain and in the hot sun.
We’re sorry we forget you in boiling hot cars with no open windows.
We’re sorry we intimidate you to feel powerful.
We’re sorry we dump you when you’re old and sick.
We’re sorry we sacrifice you for our beliefs and religions.
We’re sorry we starve you as a form of “art”.
We’re sorry we expose you to explosions and gunshots so we can film another movie.
We’re sorry we trap you in zoos so we can watch you suffer.
We’re sorry we treat you like objects that can be exploited for our own selfish purposes.
And most of all: We’re sorry we don’t recognize you for the amazing, intelligent, glorious, magnificent creatures that you are.
Sincerely,
The Human Race
(Written by Shira Tamir © 2010 http://www.1111now.com/)

Shh...Diam which means Shut Up!


Last night I had the most memorable and exciting night watching a fairly new band call Shh...Diam! made up of Farah - Vocals/Lead Guitar, Yon - Second Guitar, Diyana - Bass, Jellene - Drums. This, all girl, rock-pop band is one of the most outstanding of Malaysian singers I have seen to date. The whole Annexe, where they performed last night, almost come down when their songs got under our skins.

There are two of their sample songs in their facebook account but they are nothing compared to their live performance which is mind blowing. Them girls can really rock! If you ever get a chance see them live! I hope this band goes a long way and shut everyone up from their measly boring lives!


* photo taken from their facebook profile (http://www.facebook.com/home.php?#!/pages/ShhDiam/110087765681320)

Monday, September 27, 2010

If you stop thinking about yourself for once

If you stop thinking about yourself for once
you will see that there are other people around you.
People who may need comfort, people who may need love,
and people who may need a little just to get through.

If you stop thinking about yourself for once
you may realize that the pet you are to buy
will be nothing more than another toy
for you to play with, for you to own until it dies.

If you stop thinking about yourself for once
you will see the bigger picture of your life.
Rather than nitpick the small and insignificant ounce
and appreciate what your small mind can derive.

If you stop thinking about yourself for once
and stop talking about what luxuries you can possess.
Be humble for the precious things you have
instead of being so frightfully obsessed.

If you stop thinking about yourself for once
maybe you will learn to understand.
What it's like to be whole again,
what it's like when you're not vain.

Ultimately, if you stop thinking about yourself for once
you may actually feel a little more love.
From the people you ignore and from the things that you abhor
and actually know what kindness is truly for.

Are you responsible or are you irresponsible?

Yesterday I walked past a pet shop and saw the cutest of puppies and kittens for sale behind glass compartments. I said to my friend how could anyone not like animals is beyond me. And the saddest thing about a pet shop is the abhorring idea of breeding and selling of animals for people to have company to fill up their lonely nights? As playthings for their kids? As a gift for someone's birthday or anniversary? I still find trading animals for pets or entertainment is like buying and selling of babies. How does the human heart beat?

I once heard someone saying that she loved animals and that's the reason she buys them to keep as pets. Doesn't that kind of love extend to the strays that are discarded in the streets and back lanes? Doesn't love shelter homeless cats and dogs as well? Doesn't love embrace all that is rejected rather than reserved for all that is deserving?

And here I am reading the news about how the government is swindling the indigenous people of their lands for a mere token sum of money (http://sarawakreport.org/2010/09/raziah-grabs-multi-million-dollar-forest-for-just-rm-250/) and what Vatican City knew all along (http://lezgetreal.com/2010/09/cnn-asks-what-the-pope-knew/) and the man who sold reptiles for a living (http://themalaysianlife.blogspot.com/2010/09/lizard-king-convicted.html)

The intelligence of the human species is remarkable and amazing to the point of being admirable but look at how it is being manipulated for a short term gain. How responsible are we as a part and a whole of society? How irresponsible are we for ignoring things which we deem unpleasant?

Thursday, September 9, 2010

Would you rather gather up your fortune or live a brief life-changing moment?

I was talking to a friend the other day about people who are not considered to be the 'pure Malaysian breed' getting shipped out of the country at some point in time in the future. This great exodus in the what-if-scenario would have an impact only futurists, scientists, philosophers and sages could guess. I for one believe that earth is not a place to be staked and claimed. No where on earth should a human being embrace and hold on to take ownership. Of course that being said greedmongers would take the opportunity to plunder every chance they can like in this link http://www.survivalinternational.org/news/6448 where the Penans are fighting to survive from unscrupulous loggers backed by the government.

Still, the idea of losing one's land and property is such a devastating concept that most people would literally die to protect them. I wouldn't dare ask anyone what they think of getting thrown out of a country they have been living in and contributing on its progress for generations. Being the freebird that I want to be I wouldn't mind leaving if it comes to that. But then again, it wouldn't be fair to others who have accumulated wealth and livelihood that have given them comfort and peace of mind.

Unlike most people I haven't gathered much in my life and most things are dispensable. The only real treasures I have are my writings, which now have been stored in the virtual world, and perhaps some great books, again which can be found online somewhere in the world. Of course I love a wonderful home where it is serene and away from the madness of the outside world, but then again I could find that in nature couldn't I? I also wish to enjoy good food that are scrumptious and delectable but then again my main diet are usually vegetables and fruits and they are always fresh and tasty anyhow anywhere I can get them. TV? I'm better off watching the clouds go by, gazing at the stars, zoning out with the crashing waves and stillness of the lake. And as for clothes, I'd rather have comfort than beauty anytime and I'm still waiting to make my own one of these days, if that day would ever come. So what else have I got to root me to the ground? Love, there must be love to hold me back. But unconditional love always sets things free doesn't it?

So I told my friend that I was ready to leave even if a spaceship comes passing by to offer anyone who wants a ride to the galaxies and milky ways. After all, how long is one's life compared to a life-changing moment?