Off a cliff

At grade 3 at the time, the math exams were an hour long, I use to finish it half-an hour before the others. Fast forward today and I can barely do basic arithmetic, this is what broken childhood will do to the mind. I remember reading the article about the girl who was a mathematical genius but became an escort, naturally I assumed that she is a nymphomaniac. Now having reflected on the story this is a sad case of childhood abuse that people can barely understand.


The abuser and abused sitting side by side, the public thinks, such a young girl getting admitted at Oxford is incredible and her family is outstanding. Reality is quite different, especially for asian families, in most cases the family puts immense pressure on gifted children to perform mental feats only a mature brain is capable of handling. Also asian families value their social standing and ‘reputation’ very carefully, and putting their children at an ivy league college is considered honorable.

I often see child prodigies getting admitted at ivy league institutions very early on, and this is a big mistake by colleges, although the child is capable of doing those specific tasks in the academic arena, they are not fully matured enough to deal with the responsibilities and roles that comes in an environment designed for adults. This is why I often see bizarre things called ‘safe spaces’, banning ‘controversial’ speakers, because the kids are not fully matured to even be in college. Oxford is just as irresponsible as her half-wit parents to accept Sufiah Yusof and her demise to destruction.

Her family is interracial, her mother is Malaysian, and her dad is Pakistani. For those who don’t know Pakistani people are the shit-hole of humanity that exists in this world, they are far gross than any race in this world. Both of them are strict religious ideologues, and in a religion which has a history of child abuse, and the father being a paki-filth was the abuser, he was arrested for abusing two other girls. Culturally and religiously pakistani’s have a tradition of incest, abuse, murder which they justify specifically due to religion.

Path to destruction started by her family, her dad no doubt a pathological predator, and training to excel at academia requires plenty of sacrifice, which children should not be forced to do. Even a prodigy is also a child, and proper upbringing will ensure both work and leisure balance, no doubt she never had that opportunity. Plenty of celebrity stars had faced this dilemma, without proper guidance they exhibit bizarre behavior, one is Miley Cyrus, and in this case of Sufia Yusof, who turned to escort.


On top of that you have a society that is pushing these kids to excel, either academically, athletically, or entertainment wise. After all this is just entertainment, the public’s appetite at the cost of a child’s life.

Freshly Toasty


The smell of the baking breads from the bakery, the warm freshly placed baguettes on the aisle, it’s golden color lighting from the hot oven, the crisp noise when one touches it, the soft white flesh when one tastes it.

It’s what I am reminded of when I saw the picture above, a french woman legs right beside french baguettes, oh the irony . It must be the delicious food they eat, that produce such stunners.

Evolution works mysteriously, complex formulas produce such symmetry and beauty that we are designed to react, as much as I love eating freshly baked french baguettes, a fine women’s legs are not to be missed. Our universe gave birth to us, so we should love and cherish every thing that it has produced, because it is also capable of taking it away.

Travel: Voluntourism


Most volunteer opportunities always involve teaching, it’s usually tourists from the west, travelling to ‘exotic’ locations and teaching locals, who don’t have access to schools, resources and teachers. Whether these projects are effective at all, considering they are only short-term stints, depends on the kind of project, the resources, intentions and lastly the teachers.

There are almost none or very few exception of volunteering for ‘free’, even teaching at these locations require some form of ‘donation’ to institutions, however it may be a good deal, as the accommodation and food costs will be far less than staying in a luxury villa.

Research projects that I had seen online, are one of the worst offenders of making people work and charging excess fees. These projects are mostly animal related, it involves statistics, field work, collecting specimens, so a lot of adventure hence they are very popular among tourists. Although there are some good organizations, majority of them are just ‘cash cows’. They want excessive fees from volunteers, by saying they need cash for saving endangered species all the while having dozens of Lexus.


‘Voluntourism’ has become a huge industry, thanks to the appetite of the westerners, eager to travel to exotic locations, putting their moral high ground to others, just to take a selfie with local kids in the background. Organizations which used to provide free food and stay has turned into a tourism industry.


Made of stars


As I was looking through the pictures of the gorgeous Shibani Dandekar, one thing struck me is her amazing curvy, rounded rear end, almost like a mathematician would draw a perfect spherical curve. It’s these mathematical formulas, genetic codes, symmetry that exists in nature, if there is a ‘god’ as physicist Michio Kaku stated is no doubt a mathematician.

Looking at the picture of the half-moon, I somehow managed to place it next to her behind. One can see the spherical shape of the moon, the angle of the curve matches with her behind from sideways. This can be found among many objects in nature, from birds to bees, trees to seas, symmetry to geometry.


See the two planets, tucked under the sheet, her round tits resting on a pillow. To see such things, does make the mind explode. The explosion that created our universe, our galaxy, our solar system, our stars, is the same mechanism that provides life.


Every curve, shape, structure tell us something, the very fabric of our being, each cell in our body, shows that we are created from the same material as present in our galaxy. New life comes in the world in the shape of stars, similar spherical curves, design, and energy which shows that we are all made of stars.



Final Warning



Hoping on the tube to spend the chilly night, I decided to stop at westminster station close to ‘big ben’, as I came out, there was no one there, the freezing temperatures really huddled people inside. I got out my phone to take some pictures, I noticed on my left side there was a woman who was also taking photographs, with her digital camera. At the station, we were the only two people in the windy night so as I went over to greet her, even before I uttered a single word, she weirdly moved her body as if keeping her photographic pose, then sprinted away from me. I was sort of stunned, the way she contorted her body to move away from me, was more bizarre than not acknowledging me.

Exploring other parts of the place, suddenly I hear a foot stomp, like a horse would stomp, I didn’t look, then I hear her shout ‘hey’, I looked over and she points her middle finger. Shocked at this, she quickly turns and enters the station, at the back of my mind, I wanted to ignore this whole situation, but other parts in me wanted to take action. As I got ready to come down the stairs, a station staff standing with a radio on his hand. The big bloke tells me, that I am ‘harassing’ a person, I clearly explained I did nothing of that sort, he didn’t listen to my explanation rather insisted that I am causing ‘nuisance’.

The girl, most likely an ideologue, telling stories to the staff to get me in trouble, using the law to punish others. I couldn’t even use that train station to get home, because the staff told me it would be ‘punishable’. Trying to talk some sense with ‘authorities’ was useless; I was given a final warning, if I didn’t leave he would call the police. I knew stations had their own transport police, ready to jump on guys without hesitation. I walked for almost half a mile, wind cutting through my skin like a knife, finally arrived at another station to get home.

Having this experience early on in a new country, made me apprehensive to even approach a girl, let alone say anything. Is it any wonder why Europe, the model of a ‘free society’ has turned into another middle eastern tyranny, why so many expats from the west move to other parts of the world.

Standing in line

Standing in line inside a government building for hours, hundreds of eager peasants looking for confirmation from bureaucrats to move along. One group I was focused on was a women with her two sons, they were standing before me, always arguing with one another, it reminded me of my family.

Anytime one is dealing with public institutions, especially in countries in south east asia, bureaucracy is the name of the game. What should only take several minutes lasts up to several hours; standing among the mass of humanity spending my time observing people’s behavior.

The family I focused on, was always bickering, questioning, constantly shuffling the papers, it was mostly done by the mother. She kept making changes to her form, putting on a new picture, changing it after every hour. All this clearly annoyed both of her sons, both of them getting into heated arguments with their mother. The women was elderly, perhaps stressed out, but boasting her credentials to not only her children but other people who were nearby.

She was making a scene, wanting all the attention to herself, garner as much sympathy from others, at one instance her son slapped down her papers, clearly irritated that she will not follow the instructions, rather she made her point that she will do whatever she wants.

This is what’s known as ‘Munchhausen syndrome‘, garnering sympathy and attention, by playing victim, using identity politics, political correctness and various other means. Humans are capable of such manipulation, deception that very few animals can rival.

Cold Thoughts

Bone chilling wind, frost bite on my hands, smell of a giant freezer, exhaling smoke, my mind numb, these are the thoughts that come to my mind when in Europe or North America. Indoor activities are a must, tv, movies, video games, board games, food to keep oneself warm, the society in the West is based on indoor structure, from mega shopping malls, schools and colleges, offices which produce an enclosed environment.

society in the west is based on indoor structure producing an enclosed environment.

Here in the East, things are totally different, even during cold winters people are outside in the morning, fishing, camping, having cultural events because it isn’t freezing. I am wondering how much impact the environment has on the mind, and it’s obvious the environment shapes the human mind and society.

the environment shapes the human mind and society.

In cold climates, the people are not only physically strong but extremely manipulative, survival is critical, unlike harsh warm climates in Africa, where humans have adapted well. Homo sapiens are not accustomed to freezing temperatures, without necessary calories it’s trouble. One can notice the extreme physical difference of westerners, almost half-a-foot taller, and 20 kg heavier than their asian counterparts. Most of the strongman competition winners, no surprise are from northern Europe.


Warm climates produce laid-back people, here agility is more crucial rather than brute strength, and one needs to think with their head cool, as you will find lot of aggression that people have in hot environments. Humans are more adapted in warm climates, think of coconut trees, bright sunshine, warm breeze that’s the ‘ideal’ environment people choose when they think about holidays.

Red Tape


Looking at the passport index of the list countries I can go to, is extremely limited. There is probably a dozen countries that lists port entry for our country, the rest needs to be applied through official procedures. Just having the thought of going through ‘red tape’ is enough to put me off.

My earliest experience of going through ‘red tape’ was when we applied for US immigration. I was in primary school, wondering why all those people are waiting in line for hours, when they got their visa they looked as if they won the lottery. However, when they arrived on the other side of the continent, their core belief was broken, all those months of standing on gravel, going through hundreds of security checks inside the embassy, filling out thousands of forms, waiting in a room with bright fluorescent lighting, seeing morbidly obese foreign officials, and then to put their foot on the ground, reality hits them in the face.

I came across several countries, that I never thought would have allowed ‘visa free access’, most of them are in Micronesia, Caribbean islands, Barbados. All these countries are very far, but they look incredible, most of them offer several months to stay. It’s countries where our citizens won’t usually go, there is no point going to carribean islands, because there isn’t any economic opportunity, if there was I can assure you the islands will be overrun.

Maybe that’s the best place to go, where people are not there in hordes, where the society doesn’t run like a factory, where one can relax with happy people. However just to go that far, is going to cost me a fortune, and there is no direct flight, I have to apply for transit visa, that’s the catch to enter paradise.

Life-Hack self-checkout


Note : one can easily get into trouble or those who are uncomfortable in these activities, don’t take part in this life-hack. I found out that this is more of a technical problem for self-checkouts, so even if you are breaking the law, you can point out the technical aspect of the machines that allows it to happen.

With self checkouts, there is actually no employee there to oversee the shopping process, only you and the computer interact with one another. You can ‘fool’ the machines in several ways, the easiest one is taking items with no bar-codes, the machine detects items when it is placed on the scanner, which also acts as a weighing scale, however it cannot detect the ‘type’ of item, when someone puts an apple or orange it cannot distinguish, remember it’s just a machine. One can easily place an item and choose a different pricing, so placing a dozen freshly baked breads, but paying for one croissant can be done, due to it’s own technical failure !

Another quick way of hacking the checkout is, if one scans one item, then proceeds to pay, during the payment processing it’s other sensors are not active, one can easily put several more items on the bag. Then there are glitches in the system, so for e.g. if an item has a discount or offers, repeatedly selecting the item would reduce the actual price to only 10% of the value, this depends on the glitch of the system. These are more of a technical problem, which one can easily get away with.

There is the morality aspect of this issue, people who are religious voluntarily follow the rules, which makes the market function . Let’s take a look at the whole picture, the self-checkout machines have replaced workers, due to cost benefit ratio. Each workers average annual salary is ($15,000) one machine roughly costs ($3,000) that’s a 80% savings in cost. If supermarkets implemented self-checkouts throughout all the chains, it would save the company 80% in employee operating cost, which leads to job loss. The moral issue doesn’t apply to companies, their main goal is to increase shareholder earnings.

Automation is likely to take up plenty of jobs, most of them are in ‘blue collar’ sectors, like manufacturing, services, for now a basic income looks like a solution. In the meantime if you don’t like automation, just showcase the errors of the machines by using the simple life-hacks.

No Breakfast


What started my interests in breakfast was looking at the hundreds of images of animals on cereal boxes,  it was enough to make me crave for those delicious sweet munchies. But it is a beloved meal that I no longer take these days.

Growing up during my childhood, I had all kinds of unhealthy snacks for my morning meal, it was usually ‘snacks’ not a proper meal. I remember taking sweet biscuits, left overs from yesterday night, yet I was never given a decent meal. Both my parents had freshly made bread and usually vegetables, however none was ever given to me. Only, in rare occasions when guests came over was I given, or when there was a holiday.

Just think for a minute, I was only given a decent meal, when guests/relatives used to come over, or when there was a public holiday, the rest of the days, I just ate whatever snack I could find, and it was mostly unhealthy stuff like biscuits. It sounds like the script of harry potter novel, but this was my reality.

On the rare occasions I got the chance to have my favorite breakfast, which is perfectly cooked poached eggs, with toasted bread, it felt so heavenly. There are people who like morning food, to jump start the day, I was one of them. My parents always gave me ‘excuses’ like there is no need to have any morning meal, which may be the case, but to neglect my needs by not giving me any meals, is abuse.