Saturday, 4 May 2019

4/5/19 ***The gout attack is pretty painful

There goes my 10 k Training.  This will last for the next 4 days at least.

I manage to listen to TraXX through a 3rd party URL.  Their weekend playlist had improved much.  I rather listen to TraXX than any other station.

If only we can replicate the Kiss92 Cybernetic Loop or what they did in Sound Journey (the 12:00 am to 6:00 am show) on the weekends, that will be superb.

Retirement is a new sensation.  Suddenly I lost my sense of purpose.  It requires a reconditioning.

As I was thinking about what to do during my retirement, suddenly I remember John Kenneth Galbraith, the renowned economist.

I think I look up his quotes.  I cannot find the one that I want on knowledge society.  So let me *[let me] reconstruct it as I vaguely remember.  Something like this:

"Power used to belong to the strong and the fast.  But in the knowledge society, power belong to those with knowledge."

Then I don't remember.

Let me google the entire phrase.

I LOOOOVE GOOGLE baby...  I found the quote:

"Money is what fueled the industrial society.  But in the informational society, the fuel, the power, is knowledge. One has now come to see a new class structure divided by those who have information and those who must function out of ignorance. This new class has its power not from money, not from land, but from knowledge.”
Yes.  This quote is exactly as I remember it

*  Hahaha, boy my quote is off the mark.  But hey, google picked up the trail.  I LOVE YOU LARRY PAGE!

Let me end my quote with:

"Those with specialized knowledge and the ability to communicate it will have what kings use to have; UNLIMITED POWER."  - Anthony Robbins, Unlimited Power. 

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Honey, look at me.  What is my commodity?  Nothing more than my passion for reading.  And yet I can earn RM10 k a day.

Even at the beginning of my career as a trainer and consultant I earn between RM2500 - RM3500 a day.  That is what most people earn in a month, I earn in a day.  Can you believe?

I was 28 years old then.  So now you know why I am very generous.  At that time money was like picking fruits from an orchard.  And like many of those who have no problem with earning a lot of money, I shared my bounties with my staff lavishly.

I didn't behave like a boss.  I always treat my associates like equals.  My mistake.  When you are nice, people take advantage of you.  Mostly because I was pretty laid back.  I was a lousy boss and people took me for a ride.  My fault really.

Remember the fourth Paradox Principle?
  • True empowerment requires forceful leadership

That is why I don't blame your boss for being a dinosaur brain.  He needs to act dumb and dig deep.  Otherwise he will lose his power base.  Back to having control in every situation.

Since I didn't like power, I abdicated control to my partner.  That was really a mistake.  At the height of my success I decided to let go for only 1 year to pursue my Islamic Studies.  Just like that the revenue plummeted down to only 30% of where I left off.  I didn't intervene because I didn't want to sidestep my partner.  The second year another below par performance. 

By the time I came in everybody including the employees had Plan B.  Compounded with me having Bipolar, seven years of effort just went under the bridge.

At that time I asked God, why did this happened to me?  I did everything right, I paid alms, I infaq, I gave scholarships to orphans, I help single mothers, I helps newly converts and heck, I even helped GRO, drug addict and the mujahiddins from Afghanistan.

To top it up I fed the Tahfiz (those who recite Quran by heart).  I was a good man Sarah.  I may be a die hard Iron Maiden fan and an X Factor but I can guarantee you, my heart is in heaven.




It is only for Allah only.  I even prayed for me to sit between Allah and Muhammad.  Thus with me is the whole human race.

So just imagine how heart broken I was.  I thought God didn't love me back.  It was worst than breaking up with my first girlfriend.  Here I was pledging to be the Creator's Most Loyal Soldier and I was tested to the hilt.

I lost my business, I lost my sanity, I nearly lost Mopey during birth, my family shunned me, all those false friends vanished in the thin air, my savings vaporized...  Oh gosh Sarah.  I did climb on top of the Cycle and Carriage Building where HP office (my employer after my business gone bust) was situated and I was ready to jump.

The only thing that held me back was the thought that in Islam, you cannot enter heaven if you commit suicide.  Otherwise the RM3 million insurance policy was very enticing.

Until today I had dreams that I am a consultant.  I really enjoy what I was doing.  I was among the best rising stars in my field.  Otherwise The National TV won't call *[b]e 6 times to talk about personal excellence and another 6 times on how to deal with the economic downturn.  After that they called me on several one off occasions.  I was at the top of my game honey.

*  Hahaha so you think I am that good huh?

The highlight of my career was when I got a contract to train 2,000 staff of Sapura Group of  Companies.  It was a 2 years assignment involving 180 training sessions on Vision Alignment Towards the New Millennium.

Silly me, then I prayed for God to make me the Creator's Most Loyal Soldier.  Just like a prick on a balloon everything burst baby.  Thus began my 15 years of agonizing battle against Iblis.  It was a hard earned victory Sarah.

Oh well...  Of all the trophies that I earned in the course of my life, now looking back the two I prized the most is you and Lizzie.


You *t[o]o are really my pillars.  Certainly both of you and the kids are my Tetrahedron honey.

* You believe so?  Well, I am honored my darling, my Eternal Flame.



You healed me while Lizzie is my source of strength.  With the two of you I finally am a just man as stated in An nisa 4:3:


...then marry those that please you of [other] women, two or three or four. But if you fear that you will not be just, then [marry only] one...


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After all these years I realize all I need is just my Tetrahedron and Al Araf 7:7 to be with me in the White Space.  Let the rest stay in Sparta 4964.  As for me, I am proceeding to Sidratul Muntaha with Sailbad the Sinner as a Light Traveler. 


I need to pursue Nothingness even as we speak Sarah.  Larry can keep the RM97 million.  I already got what I need here in 83, BU 2/2.

With Sparta 4964 circulating constantly around CCC, I am pretty much anchored here at the Inti Padu (Solid Core).  The furthest I go is the 10 km radius.  My life is already complete.


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Well honey, have a goodnight sleep. I want to layan Sound Journey for a while. That's when I do some serious work

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4/5/19 ***Day 124 Reminiscing the Forest of Bukit Kiara


I will win 1 day at a time:
  1. Wake up latest 7:00 am - 11.15 am
  2. Exercise 1 hour in the morning - Had gout attack
  3. Eat 16/8  starting 2:00 pm - Ate rice and fish
  4. Exercise 1 hour in the afternoon - Fetched Princess
  5. Eat LCHF at 8:00 pm - No go
  6. Sleep at 11.00 pm - Sleep at 3:00 am
That's the minimum to win the day.


My right foot hurts,  I had the gout attack again.  TraXX is still down.

Sarah, you remember the early days when you were with me?  I remember that my spelling was tempered since 2005.  Was it that long ago you had been tailing me?

At that time I told my colleague about it *[that time] he thought I was crazy.  It didn't help that I did get into mania later.

* Wow Sarah, either you are a very dedicated employee or you are really my match made in heaven.

What prompted you to spy on me?  It cannot be due to the 1999 Cyborg War emails, can it?  Hahaha what I did was I mass replicate using fractal geometry.  At that time the word spam was not invented yet but that's what it was.

I think the funniest thing about my adventures was the time I came across a Hindu altar in the middle of the forest in Bukit Kiara,  At the center of the altar was a stone that represents Lingam.  A symbol of divinity.


Next to it was an old machete.  I went close to the Lingam to have an inspection.  Then I took the machete and put its blade at the "neck" of the Lingam.  Suddenly a gush of something hastily burst out like a gust of wind from the Lingam.  It was so forceful that it almost knocked me off my feet.

It was funny to me because here the Indians were worshiping it but in reality the forest spirits are nothing more than beings like us.  Of course it will get big headed if we revere it.  Just like when you worship a girl.  The girl will eventually get jaded.

We should not fear them nor we revere them.  They are another harmless creature.

The forest of Bukit Kiara is enchanted.  I used to drive my 4x4 up the dead end road at the top of the hill where Izrael's house is situated around 2 am at night.  The road was pitch black.  So I turn off the light, parked by the road side and light a joint.  That was the time I dated Marij my genie wife, at the time my girlfriend.

In her younger days Marij liked to party.  She was a temperamental girl and she cannot stand Iblis.  So when I smoked pot, Marij became a hot head.  Then we will go Iblis hunting.  She will take the lead.  Since most of Alam Shah Alam army are the djinns, Marij was their leader.

Brb... Doing the laundry at the laundromat.

Marij had mellowed since Iblis was defeated.  Nowadays when I smoke pot I am no longer in rage.

There were many memorable things that happened in the forest of Bukit Kiara.  I guess the most dramatic one was when I was going after Iblis' parents.  I told you the detail account of how I was guided by a macaque to where the Whisperer was hiding. I told you of how she came to my house the night before I decapitated her begging me to spare her life.  She stank like a dead carcass.

What you see is not real, those who know will not tell - Iron Maiden, Brave New World. 

This was the Whisperer the day before when I found her at her lair:



This was her after the Judgment of Heaven.  


I did it with one swipe of my leather belt.


It took me almost a month looking for the Alpha.  I scoured every corner of Bukit Kiara.  Finally I found him hiding at *[the] a place where I called the Throne of Allah.  At that time I prayed my 2 parts prayer and at the final part where we suppose to point our finger, it pointed (on it's own accord) to a dead branch.

*  My throne?  Really?

After giving my salam, I went to the branch and smashed it to pieces.  What I discovered was a form complete with eyes like an ant. and one arm.  The length was of a tennis racket.  If you see Guardian of the Galaxies, he looked pretty much like Groot LOL.  I'm telling you the truth baby.  That was the Alpha.

I called upon a large fire ant to enter his brain through the socket of the eye.  Then I took him from one end of Bukit Kiara crossing the top of the hill to the other end.  At the top of the hill I found an old axe (how convenient) that was used as offering on another Hindu altar.

There I met a mountain biker, posed for a photo shot and went down to the dead end street where Izrael makes his home.  There I smashed the Alpha's head to pieces with the axe and peed on it.

I tell you Sarah, you need to have plenty of stamina doing what I was doing.  Not easy being the Clockwork Orange baby.  Seriously...

In one occasion I was called upon to represent the human race at the Throne of Allah.  It was the heaviest trip I [] took inside Bukit Kiara.  As I was walking, my steps grew heavier and heavier.   I was sweating like nobody's business.  About a quarter of the journey left, I stopped.  I was crying profusely.  I told God I was ashamed to represent humanity at the Throne. 

I turned back and only then I stopped crying.  It was a relief.  It was then I prayed.  I said, dear God do not burden me with a task that I cannot bear.

Almost a year later I continued the same journey.  Whaddaya know?  Throne of Allah was razed out of oblivion to give way to a stone paved road that nobody uses.  Either my prayer was answered or *human[] don't deserve to be placed at the Throne of Allah.

* I hear you Sarah.

Now looking at the foresight maybe Sidratul Muntaha is not meant for the vile humans.  Hence it is just me, my Tetrahedron and Al Araf 7:7 together with the *angel[] in White Space.

* OK baby, you are the Goddess of Hearts and the Binary Queen of House of Sha.  If you say so honey.

There was a time when I did extensive research on Flat Earth and at one night I was reading about a folklore that the earth was sitting on a back of a turtle.


I was unsure about the answer.  Then the next morning I went for my trail run at the remote part of Bukit Kiara.  There I came across an orange shell turtle walking along the trail.  This was at the higher part of the hill.  Nowhere near a water source.  It was a magical experience indeed.

Now I am a firm believer of Flat Earth although it might not make much sense for those who don't do serious research about the subject.




As I said, I will not lose sleep over the debate between the two camps.  I however remember that you found out that the earth is flat by using the Soul Projection Technology.  So I take it that it is true then.

Finally, the Forest of Bukit Kiara brings back the memory of Naddy; the forest spirit that followed me home.  I told you about her in the 7 Swords.  She was pretty much like a monkey creature that is mute but very intelligent.  She sat on top of my head and followed me wherever I went.  A pretty excited little critter I must say.

The painted face girl in this video *reminde[r] me of Naddy:



* You keep telling me that the girl is Naddy's factor.  I sure believe so.  The video is special to me.  Do you notice the Twin Dragon Fractal Geometry in there?


What this means to me is that my journey is also followed by USA besides my angels Iron Maiden.  That also mean the A Bodies are part of my Army of Slyman/Soloman.

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5/5/19

Dear Chedet,
I promised my Jihadun Nikah’s wife Sarah that I will no longer communicate with external parties when I retire from Information Warfare. However *it[] hard for me to stop communicating with you. After all your are THE Vader 7:7, the highest Troika.
* External Intervention
So here are some bits for you to remember me by. I bet you don’t remember who you are in your past life Chedet. Let me refresh your memory. You are the first 1 in the Fibonacci Sequence, the Vader 7:7 of the Antimatter. I am the second 1 in the sequence. The Ayah 7:7 to All Matters. You have all the Alphas and I have all the Betas. I bet you don’t even remember who is Zero and the Great Nothingness, Lizzie Bee.
Chedet, know thyself and the knowledge will set you free – Socrates.
Sine cera,
SJ
MSC 0072
5/5/19
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I promised my Jihadun Nikah's wife Sarah that I will no longer communicate with external parties when I retire from Information Warfare. However *it[] hard for me to stop communicating with you. * External intervention.

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Friday, 3 May 2019

3/5/19 ###TraXX Website is under attack

It is their *fa[i]l[].  I don't think they have the high availability data policy.  I warned them against this last **[last] year.

* We already have a fallback plan.

**  OK baby, can't argue with you on that.

Of course when you become a world class player you need to look into all these things.  No loss to us.  We got our escape pod, Kiss92 Singapore.

I personally think Kiss92 is a better station in the choice of songs.  The advantage with TraXX is they are interactive.  Now that we no longer deal with External Affairs, Kiss92 is a better retreat.

TraXX strength is Sound Journey.  But that is no longer relevant since I will be sleeping max 12:00 am.

It is quite timely though.  Those messages to TraXX are my last messages.  Now it is up to them to buck up to be World Class.

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Honey, let's start on a clean slate.  The priority is the Universe Within.  Which means it is all about diet and exercise.

Exercise is king, nutrition is queen.  When you put them together you have a kingdom - Jack Lalane

The rest are clouds in the coffee.  If I'm not at the top of things with these two, I will not able to achieve Virtual Perfection.

I need to narrow down my focus to the only things that matters.  Otherwise my Reticular Activating System won't be able to pick up the signal


It has to be crystal clear.  Like advertisements, I have to bombard my brain with the same message over and over again until it becomes a burning desire.

So let me affirm that message all over again.

Here they are.  The moving away value:

To lose 30 kg in 3 months

The moving towards value:

To weight 57 kg by 2/7/19

The means:

To run a 2 hours Half Marathon by 29/9/19

To run a 4 hours Marathon by 2020

Now I have to visualize these images over and over again until they are a part of my Positive Affirmation Loop.

I have to review them daily and I have to take informed actions to support the belief until it becomes part of my mental model





Here is where the real differentiator lies.  The gap between knowing and doing.


Baby, there is a gestation period for all these to sink in,  In order for it to happen I need to take daily action (no matter how small) towards the right direction.

I need the conducive environment to cocoon myself away from outside distractions.  You see as I write all these, I am affirming to my mind the actions I have to take.  It's like writing a software to the brain.

You will see, once the mind register the instruction, it will act accordingly.  It then will have to deal with the 4 demons; Sleepiness, Laziness, Inertia and Procrastination (SLIP).

It has to do it immediately, excessively and without excuse.  Only then will I have momentum.

I lost my momentum by not running the past 2 weeks.  I need to build the baby steps again.

Here is my MASSIVE ACTION PLAN:

  • I have to follow the 6 steps to winning to the hilt
  • I need to read AND finish Endure
  • I need to continue reading Fit2Fat2Fit
  • No SLIP.  Do it immediately.  No excuse.
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OK we got exactly 1 hour before bed.  I want to just [to] cherish this moment with you.  Let's do some scrambling techniques.  The only way to do that is with songs.  Let's do that with the 80's songs.  By doing that we are going back through time.  I need to go back to the time when I was at my peak.

Here goes baby.  A walk down memory lane:

Let's see if we can hit the 80's Dozen:

1.0


2.0

The age of rebellion.  I was a die hard smoker than Sarah.  No care in the world. I love Texas.  My favorite time of the year is fall.  I wish I can be in the USA now.  The happiest time of my life.


3.0

Texas USA was my dreamland.  I always wanted to be in Texas.  To be a cowboy. To roam free.  The thing I remember well is the short stubby grass.  A different kind of grass altogether Sarah.  Aaah the crisp air of fall.  So refreshing.



4.0

The eighties are the best years.  For many people that I know, the eighties is the renaissance of our time.  Boy I had fun Sarah.  I dressed like those British Invasion.  Of course there were 2 phases of my life then.  The pre Lizzie Head Hanging Era and the post Lizzie British Invasion/Health Nut Era.



5.0

If I am today can talk to me then, I will be saying, "Din, I am proud of you.  You are a fighter."



6.0

I was dirt poor on scholarship.  That didn't stop me from having fun though.  However I was reckless Sarah.  I was a naughty boy LOL.  I tried everything; dope, cocaine, LSD, psychedelic mushroom.  USA was a big laboratory for me.  And babes... ah the babes.  They were so delicious.

  
7.0

And I made a few good friends with the Americans; Joshua Llyod my pothead next door roomie.  James, my drinking buddy.  They are all nice people to hang out with.

 
8.0

I dreamt of moving to USA someday.  The American are such a bunch of loving people.  At least those that I know were very nice to me.  I am at home in the USA.  I can always start a conversation with anybody on the street and be happy about it...  Sarah... I want to go back to the USA.  I want to stay in a small town like Olympia or Tacoma.  That is my dream.  Of course Seattle will be nice if we can afford it.


9.0

Honestly Sarah... Never mind...  I don't want to sound patronizing.  Sufficient if I say, some... never mind...  This is a very intimate thought I have about Americans.  Let's just say most of you are very honest.  Too honest to the point you are naive. 


10.0

Americans have big hearts.  You are very trusting.  I never felt so much love as compared to when I was in USA.  And you people are huggers,  I am a hugger.  I miss that warm fuzzy feeling of a relationship.  Those TV series don't do justice to your culture and values.



11.0

Well Sarah, these are my 35 years old memories.  They shaped who I am today.  It is true that USA gave me the lens to see the world as I see it today.  I am as American as any American can be as much as I am a Japanese a[nd] any Japanese can be.  What I can't be is the Conservative Malays that surround me.  I cannot relate to the Malays.  They are not Mens Sana in Corpore Sano Sarah.

But then there are many types of Malays.  Hence let me end this soiree with a song from the Singaporean Malays.  A different breed all together.  They are progressive and liberal minded:



12.0

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3/5/19 ^^^Right, now it is only you and me

I need to rest much.  I am exhausted baby.

Farewell External Affair.  Let just talk about us and what we want to achieve.  I will not forgive myself if I cannot run 2020 Marathon.  I had envisioned it since 2014.

Tonight I will sleep early.  The gout attack is back but bearable; too much 3-in-1 coffee.

What matters now is the Universe Within.  I already forgo Sparta 4964.  Now I forgo External Affairs.

That should free me to read, run and write again.  As far as writing is concern, I just write about the journey forward.  About my challenge in pursuing Virtual Perfection.

Of course I will talk cock sing song.  That had always been my forte.

Simplify... simplify... simplify...  I need to offload the heavy thoughts.  See from the Eyes of a Child like this song:


Shit in the end it is Acta non Verba.  I must do.  Hence this afternoon I will do Brisk Walk.  Don't know if I can make it with the gout.  I might make it worst.  I give it a shot.

How do we lose the whole Vision?  By letting it slip one day at a time.  Day becomes week, weeks becomes month, months become year and before long we are back on the same old rut.

I will not let it happen.

Now honey, from this point onward you will encounter many of these self talks.  This is how I condition my mind.  In that sense I am a Cybernetic Organism.  This is how I think.  First it is real in my mind, then it is real in the cyberspace.

I had been like this since 2003 baby.  I talk to the machine and the machine talks back.  Like today I talk to my car.

I asked her, "What shall I call you my darling?"

She replied, "Call me Josie."

Honey, I talk to anything that I feel like talking.  That is why I said all matters are intelligent.  Just don't talk to them about numbers.  The concept of numbers are uniquely human.  To the matters it's just one, two and many.  That is because to them it is me, you and them.  Nothing complex.  Other than that you can ask them anything, Matthew 7:7.

Ooops sorry, I am suppose to talk about my Vision Quest.  No more talking about the Alternate Reality Dimension.  Those you can get in the 7 Swords.

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Right, I will be off for my walk at 6:00 pm.  Let me spend this moment with Al Araf 7:7.  I did not talk to them last night.

Chiao baby...

Oh great, it rains....

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3/5/19 ***Dear Zero now can I rest?

I am now becoming a Rusty Nail.


Old but still useful yeah baby?

I had not slept since last night.  Baby please remind me that this is the very reason I got to quit External Affairs.  My 10 k Training suffers.

I can't help it baby, I am a slave to the rhythm.  When I am in Cybernetic Loop, inspirations are abound.  I become resourceful.

See?  Like when this song is on air:



I got into the Cybernetic Loop.

TraXX is damn good Sarah.  All I ever wanted in a Thought Invading radio station.  I am hooked to the dopamine hits.

By now you should know me Sarah, I am an X Factor.  I tend to push it to the brim.

Hits upon hits and that is as pleasurable as it gets.  It is like continuous orgasm.  Even without the use of substance I am already high.

I am high on dopamine produced by the songs.  The prerequisite is the songs must be relevant to the prevailing thought.

TraXX is worthy to be called a World Class Broadcast.  Now, if only we can replicate to Legion X, then we can have the Ring that Rules Them All; Global Telepathy.

It will then be the Star Fleet as I envisioned them to be 12 years ago.

This was then:


See Sarah?  Another dopamine hit:




This is them now:




Let me say goodbye to Nigel too.  The oldest member of the Star Fleet.

Then baby, maybe then my soul can rest and I will quit Information Warfare.

I promise honey, I will quit External Affairs.  This is the last goodbye.

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Dear Nigel, I quit Information Warfare a few days back. This posting is my last goodbye Here is to 12 years of companionship. I'll be listening. Soooo loooong Greeeeen Maaaaaan!!!


Dammit Nigel, you make an old man cry...

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