Basil's Brain

I have a keypad... to show power, to wreak havoc For the world to see... countless, faceless mass one with me or vs me I am news! I am famous! Are you now? Your idiocy will show so will your cruel intent Your stupidity will surge through as well as your ignorant goal. What you call news is your scarlet letter spelling your doom Popularity veiled behind selfish petty pursuits won't survive!. Fame fogged by fraud and foul interest will fail. Wield your smartphone with humility use the keypad to tap for information to earn, to learn and to grow To comfort, to cheer and to connect...POSITIVELY!. Tap or type it's the words and meaning that last for eternity so mind you THAT!. ~tm

In a world full of frivolity and falsity, generosity of spirit and graciousness prevailed in the most unlikely place.... i was invited by my Burmese friend who is a Buddhist to visit her Burmese Muslim friends. i was also told that lunch was prepared. Though excited about indulging in Burmese fare, i was concerned for imposing as an additional guest. i was touched that they were welcoming a complete stranger into their home and to partake in their weekend midday fare. Both my friend and her friends are refugees from Myanmar. They have a hard life here, making ends meet the best they can, making do with what little they have and living with dignity. My friend and i had to take a train, a bus and walk a little before reaching our destination whereupon, she announced that i had arrived at a different country. i have never been to Myanmar but i was among the few Malaysians in that place at that time. i was looking at them and they were staring at me. i was curious and asked endless q...

The first time we met is etched in my mind for eternity... It was such a moment that time can never give back to me My romantic heart beat wildly... answering a yearning that came alive T'was magic of a million colours so incredibly beautiful... Only the heart 'sees'

This heart of mine... won't listen To the voice of reason This heart of mine... has a will of its own mightier than mind This heart hears... beautiful verses Beats at poetic words This heart sings... A tune as old as time

Laughter, glee and giggles rung out with abandon Happiness radiating from within... There is no stopping tears of joy The pain is gone fear is vanquished This moment... Out from a tunnel Away from the madness Light beckons The soul is free liberated from sorrow Thought flees Only fun occupies This hollow... Long neglected Never tended Always ignored A fraction... A second... Joy is all there is Laughter floods the being This precious play caressing the spirit cheating the mind Here is bliss

i often used to wonder how people acquire new relationships so easily and it is probably because i take time to warm up to people in general.There are very few whom i connect with instantly and allow into my inner sanctum.i guard my privacy and solitude fiercely.i met a mother recently who effortlessly touched my heart.A soul who mesmerised me with such innocence and courage and who called me daughter.How does one respond to that?.i was stumped and at the same time humbled by such profound words said so genuinely.i dedicate the piece below to my new Mother...A precious,sweet soul in my life. Serene and sincere your beautiful face Nary a crease of complaint simply a smile to light my day Warmth emanates... Spreading all around filling me with love i'm enamoured Suprise etched on my face as you took me to your bosom Pure nameless joy... Tugged at my core Two souls... Two different worlds drawn together by the spirit To share a wonderful bond A mother... Whose...

In each of us resides an ugly beast capable of damage and destruction. A beast that can taunt, terrify and torture a fellow human being. A beast that can kill and feel no remorse, inflict pain and feel no guilt. This beast is asleep until awakened by reasons no one can tell with certainty. It could be uncontrollable anger, deep hatred or even perverse pleasure to see another suffer. These characteristics could be so deep seated and surface anytime or at any point in a person's life. What separates the person who lets the beast take control and someone who tames the beast?. Can the beast actually be controlled?. There are many ways to prevent the beast from taking hold and extract revenge or cause grievous harm of some kind. Support and understanding that are constant, consistent and communicative. Deep relaxation, release oneself from worries and unfounded fears. To believe and have hope to live. However, nothing is ever so straightforward. It is unfortunate that the beast so...