Tastytronic diary for nuniabiz

7 Sep 2006

Thu, 07 Sep 2006 08:36:12 -0700

pedro, send you an email to pedro@tastytronic.net, i have a favor to ask in regards of advogato.org's pending offline. will you please get back to me? thanks

9 Aug 2006

Wed, 09 Aug 2006 03:06:35 -0700

y'all. many good happenings all around here A? allow me adding one of my own.

i've been under attack at work. called in by three of my bosses _again_. The first time, they protected me from outsider concerns. This time, i have only myself to defend an interest higher than what it seems...

This is a formal complaint against a management philosophy. After much deliberation, i've realized the root cause of my unhappiness in professional and personal development under such management style for the last year or so.

In a small working group, there are many personalities at play. There is one kind of personality, 'detail oriented' as one person puts it but i call it by its real name 'only do what he was told' kind of subservient person. In indian government, in Chinese governement, in Italian government, this may be considered a virtue of highest caliber, but I hope not in American government at all level. 'Only do what he was told' is a subhuman trait. No matter where, virtue or vice, it will be replaced by machine programmming sooner or later.

If i wish it to be sooner, i shall excuse myself from environment that promotes 'only do what he was told' personality and discourage in everyway those who only wish to 'do what is necessary and do it in different ways for different good reasons'. If i wish it to be later, i will stay and call vice by its real name so that virtue will shine through without even the need of naming it.

26 May 2006

Fri, 26 May 2006 13:32:32 -0700

insectaturk, i was thinking about this dilemma:

* Law Cannot Give Life
* Lawless destroys existing rich life

Someone also pointed out a twist: Cursed is everyone who does not obey all of the Law (Deut 27:26)

No one is able to obey all of the law.

Therefore, whoever seeks to obey all the law ("whoever is of the works of the Law) is cursed.

This self amusement came about after reading Pauline Soteriology

26 Mar 2006

Sun, 26 Mar 2006 07:28:37 -0700

Jacques Berlinerblau 'The Secular Bible - why nonbelievers must take religion seriously' Jacques Berlinerblau, who holds separate PhDs in ancient Near Eastern languages and Sociology, is Associate Professor of Comparative Literature and Languages at Hofstra Unviersity and Visiting Professor of Jewish Civilization at Georgetown University. He has published numerous scholarly books, including 'Heresy in the University: The Black Athena Controversy and the Responsibilities of American Intellectuals."

'Loves Me, Loves Me Not - The Ethics of Unrequited Love' by Laura A. Smit

'Public Philosophy - essay on Morality in Politics' by Michael J. Sandel

'Was Hinduism Invented? - Britons, Indians, and the Colonial Construction of Religion' by Brian K. Pennington

'Chinese Poetry and Prophecy - The Written Oracle in East Asia' by Michel Strickmann edited by Bernard Faure.

'Chinese-Language Film - historigraphy, poetics, politics' edited by Sheldon H. Lu, and Emilie Yueh-Yu Yeh.

Margaret Cho - I have chosen to stay and fight

Richard Siken 'Crush' (forward by Louis Gluck) - The Yale Series of Younger Poets. Richard Siken lives in Tucson, Arizona. He is cofounder and editor of the literary magazine spork. He is the recipient of a Literature Fellowship in Poetry from the National Endowment for the Arts.

11 Mar 2006

Sat, 11 Mar 2006 07:24:56 -0700

y'all, I joined 'Save The UN' - S.T.U.N. Party 死党 three days ago. And instantaneously, I was elected VP on my contribution to party secret doctrine.

STUN宣言: 观音密诏

阴盛阳萎,阴缺阳壮,格格一言,盏净纱绝

Secret doctrine is in need after such ideaology battles:

《女子宣言》如下﹕

坚决打破老公终生制，实行小白脸股份制；引入先生竞争制，推广情人合作制；实行靓仔轮值制，执行择优录取淘汰制，外加红杏出墙合法制。

姑寡起草《男子宣言》：不许定放屁为传种。

3 Mar 2006

Fri, 03 Mar 2006 13:15:38 -0700

dear PJ,
i can't stop my tears to think back of my years with fear that i am dear to nobody but my own ideas.

Awakenings

In a beautiful green valley Where wild flowers grow Comes the first blanketing of winter's snow The clouds up above float luxuriously by As I lay and stare at the wonderous sky I can hear the wind whisper thru the trees And smell the crisp air in the gentle breeze I can not touch or feel The feeling is slightly surreal I cast my eyes down To see what lays ahead It is then that I realize that I am dead

My body is draped in a long black dress My skin is absolutely colourless It's a frightening feeling I must confess I can hear the priest saying a few kind words And in the background the beautiful harmony of birds Sniffles and sobs reach my ears I guess I didn't make it to my golden years My eyes survey the group gathered round A tear in the eye of each could be found It is then that I see my only boy And my love for him shines with so much joy Suddenly a sadness fills me where once I was glad As I realize I will never again kiss that sweet lad

He's saying goodbye And I must too I just don't know if I have the strength to do A soft voice calls to me from above "Come home my child", it says with love "Come home and be free, Come and live with me" I yearn to drift into that heavenly grace But I can't bear the look on my child's lonely face I drift just a little above And turn to look back with sadness and love

Be good my son, be happy and carefree Don't cry or remain sad, think of me and be glad I will be waiting for you at heaven's gate There I will sit and patiently wait And when your work here is done I will welcome you home Then you and I will never be alone I know that he can't hear the words in my head For I know I am really and truly dead A gentle hand touches my arm I know that it is time to go And so I walk toward the heavenly glow Leaving no footprints in the brand new snow

21 Feb 2006

Tue, 21 Feb 2006 19:20:21 -0700

'Mami, do you understand darkness?'
( darkness as of Feb 21, 1:35am...)

 I prayed to Mary through tears
that holy mother shall ease Greg's breathing
and get him to fall in sleep.
Prayers do hold power
Now He is asleep, oh so sweet
'tis in Mother Mary's divine protection.

 'Mami, do you understand darkness'
a question addressed to me out of blue
from a four-year-old little wonder
of my stressed and stretched universe.
 oh dear child, infatuated with
his flashlight for more than a couple of days
Always without complains,
takes in mami's raging temperment at times
returns with his tears, hugs and kisses
as natural as a sunny day
chasing after a night's rain.

 Darkness comes and darkness goes
Inferno, Purgatorio and Paradiso.
In the beginning is the Word.
And GOD is with the Word.
God says let there be light and there is light.
But how, through years and my tears, this dark Universe stands alone
In between, life is not what we think or be told
but our very own change of heart, before and after we receive the Word.

'Mami, do you understand darkness'
YES, I DO.
Because through me, you come to this world
you are mine but not mine
I must be brave to let you be
a messenger from that divine place
a sacrifice to God's grace.
 Hail Mary, full of grace
God is with Thee
Blessed are thee among women,
Blessed is thy womb, baby Jesus.

23 Jan 2006

Mon, 23 Jan 2006 13:48:06 -0700

may angels be with her, Cinnamongirl. i lost a friend in July 2003. Her English name was Julia. She took her own life. She was so outgoing and loved telling jokes. Maybe Julia was called up by pimpjuice/PopeOfTrash from lalaland. I'd like to think that Julia is still having fun laughing at the living without loving the killing but doing the killing. Amen.

31 Oct 2005

Mon, 31 Oct 2005 17:46:46 -0700

Princeton Public Library. Thursday Nov. 3

7:30 p.m., Voices: Multilingual Poetry Night

At these multilingual poetry nights, Princeton-area poets, many of which are members of the U.S. 1 Poets' Cooperative, will read poems from around the world in their original language. An English translation follows after each poem is read.

Among the featured poets and languages are: Celina Imielinska (Polish) reading poetry by Wislawa Szymborska, Linda Arntzenious (Lowland Scots) reading poetry by Charles Murray and Robert Burns among others, Shanti Tangri (Urdu) reading poetry by Abdul Haie Sahir Ludhianvi, Anoush Youssefian (Armenian) reading poetry by Hovhannes Shiraz and Siamanto, Jane McKinley (Dutch) reading The Cottage in the Dunes by J.C. Bloem, Mila Goldsmith (Hungarian) reading poetry by Janos Pilinszky, Rick Black (Hebrew) reading At My Mother's by Yehuda Amichai, Boris Katz (Russian) Reading Silentium by Fyodor Ivanovich Tyutchev, Erika Wagner (German) reading Blackbird by Gerrit Achterberg, Michael Thomas Davis (Akkadian, also called Assyrian-Babylonian) reading Akkadian Poetry and Ludmilla Popova-Wightman (Bulgarian) reading Bulgarian poetry.

(First floor, community room)

i wonder who organized this event. and regretfully, no Chinese poet is available for the event?

21 Oct 2005

Fri, 21 Oct 2005 10:10:10 -0700

pastry from the other place:
i just realized something on my way to work. 'Work is life'. Job is a set of tasks that others depend on you so that they may define their 'work' according to their work ethics. My job can coincide and fall into that ambitious set of my work but also my job can be totallly outside the scope of my emotionally invested 'work' as defined by my own ethics or aesthetics. How to resolve tensions arised with 'work' seen from one's own perspective and the immediate job coerced upon you by everyone else surround you, is the problem. In the long run, if one's work can not reduce the load of one's job, he failed in his work.