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Life + Death Struggle

extremely important or serious, especially when somebody's life is at stake

REALI+Y BI+ES!

Better way of saying "THE TRUTH HURTS!"


not too late

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Life

The TRUTH !

SONG + TV SHOW OF THE MOMENT !

The Rival

The following poem is dedicated to my fellow associate(s).

If the moon smiled, she would resemble you.
You leave the same impression
Of something beautiful, but annihilating.
Both of you are great light borrowers.
Her O-mouth grieves at the world; yours is unaffected,

And your first gift is making stone out of everything.
I wake to a mausoleum; you are here,
Ticking your fingers on the marble table, looking for cigarettes,
Spiteful as a woman, but not so nervous,
And dying to say something unanswerable.

The moon, too, abases her subjects,
But in the daytime she is ridiculous.
Your dissatisfactions, on the other hand,
Arrive through the mailslot with loving regularity,
White and blank, expansive as carbon monoxide.

No day is safe from news of you,
Walking about in Africa maybe, but thinking of me.

I WOULD HAVE SHOT HIM IF I HAD THE CHANCE............

Monday, September 11th, 2006, I reported duty as usual. 2 hours later, I checked the schedule who was I going to handover my duty at 0700 and I was 100% sure that is a fellow associate whose punctuality, all fucked up since I came back to the company. Then, I continue my obligation till 0645 and that time which 15 minutes more is gonna be end of my duty, there was documents received from New York. Expected that the associate will be late, so I was being kind, although not sincerely assisting with the document. Checked and there's no such recipient with us but there's his colleague. So, was thinking whether to send a message to the recipient's colleague. At 0701, another fellow associate walked in and my chest was felt like being stabbed. So, I was like, what a relieve that I can hand over the document to him. Expected that the associate who comes in late will not be in the office by the time I leave. What a sudden shock that he came in at 0716!!! Not only I was having chest pain at the time but when he walked in, instantly I got a serious headache. If I had a gun at that time, I would have shot him in the head which is 100% FATAL!!!!!!!!!!

EVERY PIECE OF THIS IS MAN'S BULLSHIT. THEY CALL THIS 'WAR', A CLOUD OVER THE LAND, BUT THEY MADE THE WEATHER AND THEN, THEY STAND IN THE RAIN AND SAY,"SHIT, IT'S RAINING!"

THERE WILL BE A RECKONING. WHEN THIS 'WAR' IS OVER, THERE WILL BE A RECKONING!!!

THIS WORLD WON'T STAND LONG. GOD WON'T LET IT, STAND THIS WAY LONG!!!

NIGHT SHIFT

It was not a heart, beating,
That muted boom, that clangor
Far off, not blood in the ears
Drumming up any fever

To impose on the evening.
The noise came from the outside:
A metal detonating
Native, evidently, to

These stilled suburbs: nobody
Startled at it, though the sound
Shook the ground with its pounding.
It took root at my coming

Till the thudding source, exposed,
Confounded inept guesswork:
Framed in windows of Main Street's
Silver factory, immense

Hammers hoisted, wheels turning,
Stalled, let fall their vertical
Tonnage of metal and wood;
Stunned in marrow. Men in white

Undershirts circled, tending
Without stop those greased machines,
Tending, without stop, the blunt
Indefatigable fact.


by Sylvia Plath 1932-1963

WORK ETHICS? WHERE HAVE IT ALL GONE TO?

SINCE DAY ONE I CAME BACK TO THE COMPANY, MY REST DAYS IS NOT EVEN REST DAYS. I HAVE TO BE WORRIED WHETHER EVERYTHING'S ALRIGHT WHEN I'M NOT AROUND. I HAVE BAD INSTINCT THAT SOMEHOW, SOMETHING WILL NOT GO THE RIGHT WAY! MY INSTINCT WAS RIGHT ALL THE TIME. IS EITHER I WILL HAVE CALL FROM THE FELLOW ASSOCIATES ABOUT THE CHALLENGES THEY ARE FACING WITH THE WORK OR WHEN I COME BACK FOR DUTY, THERE MUST BE SOMETHING MISSING. IS NOT THEY HAVE NOT BEEN TRAINED TO DO THE JOB! IS EITHER THEY JUST WORK FOR THE SAKE OF GETTING THE PAY CHEQUE AT THE END OF THE MONTH OR THEY ARE JUST PLAIN STUPID. I HARDLY EVEN USE THE WORD STUPID BUT THEY FORCE ME TO USE THE WORD. WHY CAN'T THEY USE THEIR BRAIN TO UNDERSTAND WHAT THEY ARE DOING? DO ONE FEEL FULFILLED WHEN WHATEVER THEY DID IS NOT CORRECT? I WONDER..............................

THESE MATTER CAN BE SOLVED! HOWEVER, THE PERSON INVOLVED DO NOT FUCKING GIVE A DAMN ABOUT WHAT'S HAPPENING IN THE OFFICE.

I NEVER THOUGHT THAT BY DEMANDING EXCELLENCE, I WOULD BE CHALLENGING THEIR BRAIN, THEIR LIFE THAT THEY ARE BORN TO LIVE! WHAT'S HAPPENING TO THE COMPANY? OR IS IT JUST ME, HAVING HIGH EXPECTATION?

THAT IS WHY SUICIDE CASES IN THE WORLD WILL NEVER DECREASE BECAUSE FOR HAVING CO-WORKERS LIKE WHAT I'M HAVING NOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

TO MY FELLOW ASSOCIATES, PLEASE USE YOUR BLEEDING MIND WHEN YOU'RE WORKING. MY SINCERE APPRECIATION & PROFOUNDLY THANKS TO YOU.
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