Chicks in the farm

Behold the egg yolk... so innovative has mankind become that cows now lactate more than ever to support a billion dollar industry, hens lay eggs in cages, fish & prawns multiply in farms fed with pre-mixed feed, pigs & cows fed with corn and gallons of red wine just so they taste better, even plants aren't spared. And you'd think, what would they do to those humans that are meant to spend a lifetime earning a living in the city just so they can head over to the corporation-owned stores and pick up food, wine, entertainment and be merry. Leave the farm work and the culling to the big wigs now. Leave the farms, and the land. You'd rather be in the city, and make money and a name for yourself. Leave a legacy. Build a family. Live your dream. And that cycle continued until mankind served its purpose of being the slave to His Master's Voice. They even believed the lyrics in that hit Avichii track. But it was that little girl in that school uniform, performing the science experiment that wakes them all up from that dream and she reminds them... hey, chick, bet you didn't sign up for this! Go, live your life! And the chick runs around the lab, thinking that girl who saved her life was her Mother, only to be rudely awakened from her tiny yellow dream that it all began with an egg, yo! It was never about the chicken. It was the egg, who came first, for she never knew she had a Mother. 🐣 The (dystopian) end. 

#faction #fact #fiction #wakeup

Going back to the 80s too much

Seriously - why do we go back to the 80s so much? What was it there that captured the hearts of so many? Do I speak for myself, a Gen-Xer who left her heart in Times Square on her first date with 15 friends tagging along and Molly Ringwald at the movies?

Then, there was the Adam Ant mob. Together with the two red stripes on his face, we would feel invincible walking up and down Bangsar's then strip of shops which comprised of the MinMax mini market which stocked my first skate board, Orange Julius burger chain, McDonald's, the handyman shop and several doctors clinics and hair dressers. That's my 80s story. There were Beano, Dandy and pinup posters from imported magazines shipped into the corner newsagency - where I'd spend most Saturday mornings flipping through them while mum was at the markets in Lucky Garden. So, the 80s were my formative years and I can't stop the music in my head. What an era of quirky fashion, electronic beats and nu ways of dancing! Some days I feel I'm still living in the 80s and can't imagine it was 40 years ago! Here's to an amazing era!

Duran Duran

HK's Leslie Cheung & Anita Mui - May their souls RIP

HK's Beyond

Madonna

Roxette

I've compiled this 80s music video playlist for all to enjoy!

I'm not loud by nature

I'm not loud by nature

By Jasmine Low

Unpublished / unperformed
Written 12 Jan 2009
Copyright Jasmine Low

Some nights, I wish I was lightning
A startling flash of light, unnerving and unafraid of consequences as I strike

But I'm not so bright

Or, thunder, that offers no compromise in its loud and crashing sounds
as they hit the surface of the black tar road along Jalan Raja Chulan

But I'm not loud by nature

I could dance up the beautiful steel structures of the KLCC
like the sensual winds of the South China Sea

But I’m not so graceful

I think of the Monsoon rain, fierce and unrelenting,
bravely descending upon the city lights at Teluk Chempedak
like how I wish I could stealthily approach you

But I haven't

I could display these attributes the way Mother Nature intended
If I was born during December, the last month of the year
A time of reckoning, madness and forgiveness

But I wasn’t

So I bask in the consistency of the constant rays from the full moon
And instruct it to shine down upon you when you’re asleep

And I call upon dawn to come just as you’re about ready to rouse
And invite the caustic sunrays to seep moisture from your skin
Leaving you thirsty

For me

I am as vast as the ocean
And as faithful as the perpetual rise and fall of the waves beating across the shores,
I place my wishes in a bottle, hoping it’d reach you in the next continent of your mind

But this constant chase between the tides tire you

And we find ourselves inside a chamber that is as dark as the darkest night
To find only each other and nothing else but a faint flicker of our shadows

A glimmer of light from a tiny red light bulb 20 kilometres away
Gather glimpes of my hungry weekends

I sleep a deep slumber
And awake midnight
And chase your light

At the end of your lifetime,
You will realize that there may be a thousand lightning bolts,
A million decibels of thunder
Endless windstorms
would have picked you up in their passionate haste

But there’s only one of me,
And it is my consistency
That earths you
And it is this resonance
That lasts forever

For you.

I'm not loud by nature via anchor.fm/listenbyheart

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Background

This piece was originally written in 2009, reflecting the author's love affair with her country, a country she left at age 18, sponsored by her maternal uncle Dr. James Cheah to pursue continuing education at Bridigine Convent in Australia. That generous helpful hand, has left an impact in most of Low's work. On an identity fence, Low finds herself returning to that same one point at the confluence of the Gombak and Klang Rivers, pondering life and her identity at the founding of the muddy estuary of Kuala Lumpur. Having spent equally the same amounts of time in each country, which love will she return to?

Plagiarising will give u callouses and bad breath. Copyright 2009 Jasmine Low.

"Tiada Lagi" by Amy Search

Enjoy, this beautiful rock ballad rendition by Amy from the band Search. In Malaysia, Amy is a household name. In Indonesia, Amy is also a big rock star. But go anywhere else outside of the Malay archipelago and his name may be unknown. He's six degrees from me I know, and I really hope I'll get to meet this talented man one day. Meanwhile, to whomever who stumbles upon this post and you're not in Asia, enjoy this ballad. I've also translated it for your listening pleasure.

Tiada Lagi

Sia Sia Sudah
Kita Jalin Cinta
Bila Hati
Selalu Berbeda

Sampai Kapan Lagi
Ku Harus Menahan
Rasa Kecewa
Didalam Dada

Seandainya Kita
Masih Bersatu
Tak Mungkinkan
Menyatu

Walau Masi Ada
Sisah Cinta
Biarkan Saja
Berakhir Sampai Disini

Tiada Lagi Yang Ku Harapkan
Tiada Lagi Yang Ku Impikan

Biarkan Aku Sendiri
Tanpa Dirimu

Tiada Lagi Kata Cintaku
Takkan Lagi Ku Bersama Mu
Biarkan Ku Simpan Semua
Kenanganku Bersama Mu

No More 

Isn't it a waste
If we begin loving
Yet our hearts
beat differently

For how long
Do I have to hold back
Disappointment
Inside of my chest

If we were
Still together
Yet not
As one

Even still
What's left of our love
Leave it alone
End it here

There's no more
I expect
Nothing else
I dream of

Leave me alone
Without you

No more, my love
I no longer have you
Just let me save all

My memories with you

How Kylie beat the big C and threw a concert!

You go, Kylie! I travelled to Bangkok, Thailand to be there among thousands at the APHRODITE CONCERT. It was fabulousness as Kylie is such a DIVA! Both concerts had beautiful people traipsing from above, suspended to thrill our imaginations, dance like there's no tomorrow, throwing songs at us LIVE or LIP SYNCD. If you're a cancer survivor, even if you're not, the show was just superb! You go, girl!