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//Friday, December 19, 2008 8:23 AM

Charlie Bit Me!

This is just too cute not to be blog about!

//Wednesday, December 17, 2008 1:28 PM

Laughter Is the best medicine!

When was the last time you laughed like this kid? This is awesome video that will put a smile on your face, for sure. Adorable, funny boy. Life is all good, when you laugh every day. I think this is the most watched kid video on Youtube that is safe for all ages

// 1:26 PM

Steve Jobs Stanford Commencement Speech 2005

Here we see Steve Jobs delivering his commencement speech to the graduates of Stanford University in 2005. In it he talks about getting fired from Apple in 1985, life & death. Very inspiring. If you are looking for a transcript you can get from Stanford University webpage. Text of Steve Jobs Commencement Address at Stanford Graduation 2005

//Sunday, December 14, 2008 6:06 AM

Reflections By Michael Jackson

Here are just a few great pieces from the

Book : Dancing The Dream written by MICHAEL JACKSON (1992 Reflections)

Extracted from (http://mjjrealrealm.spaces.live.com/blog/cns!A679A9B694DD1478!2042.entry)

A Child Is A Song

When children listen to music, they don't just listen. They melt into the melody and flow with the rhythm. Something inside starts to unfold its wings - soon the child and the music are one. I feel that way, too, in the presence of music, and my best moments of creativity have often been spent with children. When I am around them, music comes to me as easily as breathing.

Each song is a child I nourish and give my love to. But even if you have never written a song, your life is a song. How can it not be? In wave after wave, Nature caresses you - the rhythm of each dawn and each sunset is part of you, the falling rain touches your soul, and you see yourself in the clouds that are playing tag with the sun. To live is to be musical, starting with the blood dancing in your veins. Everything living has a rhythm. To feel each one, softly and attentively, brings out its music.

Do you feel your music?

Children do, but once we grow up, life becomes a burden and a chore, and the music grows fainter. Sometimes the heart is so heavy that we turn away from it and forget that its throbbing is the wisest message of life, a wordless message that says, "Live, be, move, rejoice -- you are alive!" Without the heart's wise rhythm, we could not exist.

When I begin to feel a little tired or burdened, children revive me. I turn to them for new life, for new music. Two brown eyes look at me so deeply, so innocently, and inside I murmur, "This child is a song." It is so true and direct an experience that instantly I realize again, "I am a song also." I am back to myself once more.

The Fish That Was Thirsty

One night a baby fish was sleeping under some coral when God appeared to him in a dream. "I want you to go forth with a message to all the fish in the sea," God said. "What should I tell them?" the little fish asked. "Just tell them you’re thirsty," God replied. "And see what they do." Then without another word, He disappeared.

The next morning the little fish woke up and remembered his dream. "What a strange thing God wants me to do," he thought to himself. But as soon as he saw a large tuna swimming by, the little fish piped up, "Excuse me, but I’m thirsty." "Then you must be a fool," then tuna said. And with a disdainful flick of his tail, he swam away.

The little fish did feel rather foolish, but he had his orders. The next fish he saw was a grinning shark. Keeping a safe distance, the little fish called out, "Excuse me, sir, but I’m thirsty." "Then you must be crazy," the shark replied. Noticing a rather hungry look in the shark’s eye, the little fish swam away quickly. All day he met cod and mackerels and swordfish and groupers, but every time he made his short speech, they turned their backs and would have nothing to do with him. Feeling hopelessly confused, the little fish sought out the wisest creature in the sea, who happened to be an old blue whale with three harpoon scars on his side.

"Excuse me, but I’m thirsty!" the little fish shouted, wondering if the old whale could even see him, he was such a tiny speck. But the wise one stopped in his tracks. "You’ve seen God, haven’t you?" he said. "How did you know?" "Because I was thirsty once, too." The old whale laughed. The little fish looked very surprised. "Please tell me what this message from God means," he implored.

"It means that we are looking for Him in the wrong places," the old whale explained. "We look high and low for God, but somehow He’s not there. So we blame Him and tell ourselves that He must have forgotten us. Or else we decide that He left a long time ago, if He was ever around." "How strange," the little fish said, "to miss what is everywhere." "Very strange," the old whale agreed. "Doesn’t it remind you of fish who say they’re thirsty?"

That One In The Mirror

I wanted to change the world, so I got up one morning and looked in the mirror. That one looking back said: "There is not much time left. The earth is wracked with pain. Children are starving. Nations remain divided by mistrust and hatred. Everywhere the air and water have been fouled almost beyond help. Do something!"

That one in the mirror felt very angry and desperate. Everything looked like a mess, a tragedy, a disaster. I decided he must be right. Didn't I feel terrible about these things, too, just like him? The planet was being used up and thrown away. Imagining earthly life just one generation from now made me feel panicky.

It was not hard to find the good people who wanted to solve the earth's problems. As I listened to their solutions, I thought, There is so much good will here, so much concern. At night before going to bed, that one in the mirror looked back at me seriously, Now we'll get somewhere, he declared. If everybody does their part.

But everybody didn't do their part. Some did, but were they stopping the tide? Were pain, starvation, hatred, and pollution about to be solved? Wishing wouldn't make it so - I knew that. When I woke up the next morning, that one in the mirror looked confused. Maybe it's hopeless, he whispered... Then a sly look came into his eyes, and he shrugged. But you and I will survive. At least we are doing all right.

I felt strange when he said that. There was something very wrong here. A faint suspicion came to me, one that had never dawned so clearly before. What if that one in the mirror isn't me? He feels separate. He sees problems - out there - to be solved. Maybe they will be, maybe they won't. He'll get along. But I don't feel that way - those problems aren't out there, not really. I feel them inside me. A child crying in Ethiopia, a sea gull struggling pathetically in an oil spill, a mountain gorilla being mercilessly hunted, a teenage soldier trembling with terror when he hears the planes fly over. Aren't these happening in me when I see and hear about them?

The next time I looked in the mirror, that one looking back had started to fade. It was only an image after all. It showed me a solitary person enclosed in a neat package of skin and bones. "Did I once think you were me?" I began to wonder. I am not so separate and afraid. The pain of life touches me, but the joy of life is so much stronger. And it alone will heal. Life is the healer of life, and the most I can do for the earth is to be its loving child.

That one in the mirror winced and squirmed. He hadn't thought so much about love. Seeing problems was much easier, because love means complete self-honesty. Ouch!

Oh, friend, I whispered to him, do you think anything can solve problems without love? That one in the mirror wasn't sure. Being alone for so long, not trusting others and being trusted by others, it tended to detach itself from the reality of life. "Is love more real than pain?" he asked.

"I can't promise that it is. But it might be. Let's discover", I said. I touched the mirror with a grin. "Let's not be alone again. Will you be my partner? I hear a dance starting up. Come". That one in the mirror smiled shyly. He was realizing we could be best friends. We could be more peaceful, more loving, more honest with each other every day.

"Would that change the world?" I think it will, because Mother Earth wants us to be happy and to love her as we tend her needs. She needs fearless people on her side, whose courage comes from being part of her, like a baby who is brave enough to walk because Mother is holding out her arms to catch him. When that one in the mirror is full of love for me and for him, there is no room for fear. When we were afraid and panicky, we stopped loving this life of ours and this earth.

We disconnected. Yet how can anybody rush to help the earth if they feel disconnected? Perhaps the earth is telling us what she wants, and by not listening, we fall back on our own fear and panic.

One thing I know: I never feel alone when I am earth's child. I do not have to cling to my personal survival as long as I realize, day by day, that all of life is in me. The children and their pain; the children and their joy. The ocean swelling under the sun; the ocean weeping with black oil. The animals hunted in fear; the animals bursting with the sheer joy of being alive.

This sense of - the world in me - is how I always want to feel. That one in the mirror has his doubts sometimes. So I am tender with him. Every morning I touch the mirror and whisper,

Oh, friend, I hear a dance. Will you be my partner? Come.

//Saturday, December 13, 2008 1:49 AM

A Dream Within A Dream - by Edgar Allan Poe

A Dream Within A Dream

Take this kiss upon the brow!
And, in parting from you now,
Thus much let me avow-
You are not wrong, who deem
That my days have been a dream;
Yet if hope has flown away
In a night, or in a day,
In a vision, or in none,
Is it therefore the less gone?
All that we see or seem
Is but a dream within a dream.

I stand amid the roar
Of a surf-tormented shore,
And I hold within my hand
Grains of the golden sand-
How few! yet how they creep
Through my fingers to the deep,
While I weep- while I weep!
O God! can I not grasp
Them with a tighter clasp?
O God! can I not save
One from the pitiless wave?
Is all that we see or seem
But a dream within a dream?

Edgar Allan Poe

//Tuesday, December 9, 2008 7:24 AM

Face Retouch

YES! I am obsessed with this face retouching thing in photoshop! Can you tell the differencES? Not just the slimmer face only but the nose, the eyes, the brows and lips have very minimal subtle changes...I bet those people in Hollywood doing this must be earning big bucks from the Magazines company haha...A valuable skill to be mastered...there's more to come!

CHECK out the video below!

No wonder our perception of beauty is distorted.....

Jessica Alba is already very skinny and beautiful originally but still got to be airbrushed thinner for Campari...

//Thursday, December 4, 2008 10:19 AM

A Life transformed and changed: Sammi Cheng 郑秀文

// 5:49 AM

Vanness is also giving Bible Study!!!

Vanness is giving Bible Study! Woah I hope I could attend his classes one day...haha

I know I know it's very lame of me to blog about this...

But it's so good to know that celebrities like him are growing spiritually,

shinning for God in the marketplace. Got to have more people like him in

the entertainment world to shine for Jesus and spread the love of God.

Vanness JIAYOU!!!

(EXTRACTED FROM Http://www.alivenotdead.com/vannesswu)
If someone came up to me a year ago and said.. " Van Ness in a year you will be

hosting a bible study" I would've probably looked at him/her straight in the eye...

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Thank you Jaeson, Carl, Jon, esp. Edward, and everyone that's supporting me....

honestly...May God bless your lives with all the good in the world,

to know true happiness. Amen! Luv y'all~

God is SUPERDUPER~!

"J.CHRIST~ 4 LIFE!!!"

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Btw, you may want to check out his friend Jaeson Ma's blog,

he is a really cool pastor who is a rapper too.

His stories in life and the articles he wrote never fail to inspire me.

http://jaesonma.blogspot.com.

A great man of God who is impacting the marketplace,

A good friend of Edison Chen who recently led Edison to Christ.

You can check out his conversion article here

http://jaesonma.blogspot.com/2008_04_01_archive.html

He was on his Hong Kong Media Mission and recently

started a Artist Simple Church called the "LIGHT CLUB"

Pop Icon, Sammi Cheng was also involved and

shared her testimony on Nov 16th outreach

http://cannyhar.blogspot.com/2008/11/change.html