Funny

Wouldnt it be funny
If everybody had a sense of humour?

Danny Avila and Arty are the future yo!

Friendship

If you found something you love doing, why would you ever stop doing it?

inspired by a friend

EMPathy

I dont want to be treated like an animal.
To be collared, to heed a masters call, to be reliant on other people for my everyday needs, to have my life decisions (such as to be neutered) made for me.

I don't want to be treated like furniture.
To be inanimate. To not be able to move. To being sat on, be used and abused and discarded once i've outlived my usefullness.

Similarly, I suppose none of us want to be treated AS problems.
We wanted to be treated as human beings WITH problems.
Maybe thats where Men are getting it wrong.
Its not really about listening. Its not about the nail in the head.
Its about the way we approach a problem.
We know something has a problem, we go and fix it.
Guys have an ability to feel abstract from their problems.
Maybe women not so much.

Maybe all thats missing from that conversation is this one sentence, "You know I don't think the problem has anything to do with you as a person. Lets look at it from this perspective. The problem is..."
Complex problems. Simple solutions. 10 seconds maximum of additional conversation. Hours saved.

Attention Envy

Why do we put things up on social media?

Why are we sharing bits and pieces of our day?

Do we want to retain the memory of our thoughts in a cloud platform?

Do we want to update our friends on what we're doing, get them interested so that they can join us in the future?

To inspire others?

To inform others of the newest and latest happenings in our lives? or the world?

A blog for the lazy?

What are we really doing on social media?

Think long and carefully about this one.

Are we there, only because everybody else is there?

That we share there because thats where the largest audience is?

That beneath it all we're all just looking to be "Liked"?

If nobody could see us put something up, how many of us would still?

Comics

Am I one of the abstracts?

Untitled...as a title...because I think I'm soooo clever

Is that enough oooo's in soooo?

I'm inspired by boredom.

Thought 225

Is there a correlation between a religious population and irrational beliefs in non-religious matters? Eg. Finance & economics (United States), politics (Malaysia)

I notice the occupancy rate of rooms in Marina Bay Sands is much higher than I expected. I always wondered how much a room for a night there costs.
Occuppancy is even higher than Mont Kiara.

Listening to an Indonesian non-lyric band. Good melodic guitar, bouncing bass and crashing drums. It works.
But it makes me realize how incredibly lonely I am.
Or how I choose to be.
I imagine if there was someone here next to me I'd still feel the same way.
Am I too unique?
Is this a choice I made to stand away from others?
To not believe?
Am I normal or extraordinary?
Will I know before I die?
Is it my choice to make?
Why dont I believe?
Why cant I believe?
I believe in people.

Love. What is love?
Passion fades. Companionship stays.
Am I too practical?
Am I insufficiently romantic?
I'm boring.
I'm steady.
I'm a rock upon which no waves move.
A rock that moves of its own volition.
Influenced by others.
Shaped by the events of my life.
Whose core remains the same and upon which I hope to be others hope.