Wednesday, 11 October 2017

Human Hair In Unagi Rice Man Man Japanese Restaurant @ Duo


11 Oct. Wed around 8.30p.m.

Anyone wants a free-of-charge hair-in-your-rice?  

Just  the 2nd day of opening @ Duo,  a female customer ate 3/4 of her meal only to find a lengthy strand of black human hair embedded in her Unagi rice.

The manager didn't come out to apologise. Just allowed a staff to convey that it's free of charge.

Since the manager's hair is a dyed straw color & he wears a bandana over his head, it must belong to one of the kitchen guys.

The female customer was with another woman. One wonders if they took photos with their phones & posted on Facebook.  Surprisingly, they didn't make a scene despite such an awful lack of hygiene for a Japanese eatery.

My bro added to my report. He said if u have no money to eat, ask for rice with hair. It's free. But if u want no hair, then it's full price.



Thursday, 21 September 2017

Carousell SG Makes Life Difficult


3:07pm Thurs 21 Sept

As usual, nothing works well in Singapore.  The selling platforms in Singapore are already practically non-existent.  Even with Carousell, you can see it's already very bad.

Now, it's even worse. Carousell SG gets worse & worse with so-called "improvements".  Investors should stop investing in such a company run by shit.

For every "improvement" they make, other things in the system go nuts. Something like Ezbuy. The saying never goes out of date: If it ain't broke, don't fix it.

There is nothing to fix.  Or at least, fix something without messing up another part of the system.

It's already hard enough as it is trying to sell online. Sellers don't need higher levels of difficulty & worse, payments to a shitty system run by dozens of shitty, smiling people.

What's the latest shit Carousell SG has done?

Now for jobs, services & cars,  you gotta pay $10 at least.  That's a lot of money.


What it means is worse:

1) It'll limit the number of job openings because it's no longer free to list.
2) It'll limit the variety of jobs on offer.
3) If it expands to cover even more categories, it'll mean even more restrictions to list for free. And fewer variety listed.

On the surface, they say it's to prevent "spam" listings. But their horridly tiny keywords search noose has already recently thrown out a lot of spam, resulting in the same shortest-to-the-point titles in order to be on first page. Just a word more & the listing will drop to 2nd or lower pages.  It's crazy.

If you list a fan, you can't put any model number of anything else in the title. The longer your title, the lower it will fall. It will turn up only if someone specifically hits words in your long title.

Previously, all the listing titles in your "store" must be unique. Now you can have the same one-word titles for different items. And the Carousell search function will list many items with the same one or two words title.

It's crazy & stupid. Reflects the mind/s behind Carousell. So stupid.  If you've been selling there, you'll know what I mean.

With this latest "improvement", you can now add words to your listing title without it falling down the page. Apparently, the system is now going by latest timing. If it was listed 5 secs ago, it'll stay #1 on first page. Until... I don't know when. Probably fall down the pages until you either pay their Neopet coins or re-list for free.

All these means = More effort. And it's not as if there's a huge load of buyers on Carousell. I don't know how they look at their traffic but it's a desert.  U can list something & they can have all the "improvements" to their system, but nobody is buying.


[Nobody is buying: I listed an item that was supposedly "liked" by plenty of people before I got the stock. When I actually got the stock & listed it at the same price that they liked, suddenly I can't sell it at all even after 1 month of listing! Another item, I have 61 likes & only 1 person actually paid to order it. Another item has 82 likes & still no buyers. Another item 68 likes & again no buyers.]


Why do such "companies" always cause people problems?

Before this, it was problems with their image uploader. It was working fine before. If anything has to be improved, they should increase the number of images to 5.  Currently 4 images are too few.

But instead, they added extra steps to the whole image loader. It has become extra difficult to post listings! And instead of 4 images, I can only post 3. Because they messed up the system, now everytime select 4 images, must delete 1, then I am allowed to select their stupid categories.

And can't even shrink pics anymore!

Previously,  the uploader could even shrink the pics to fit simply by scrolling my mouse. Even the largest size could fit perfectly. Then it's done. 4 pics up fast in just 1 step.

And then: they added a stupid thing called "Bump".  Now you gotta pay to get your listing updated on their search engine pages.  So-called "coins".  They think it's like Neopets. So stupid & childish. Previously, listings automatically get bumped when anyone "likes" your item.

So, instead of improving, Carousell has become worse. And still sellers gotta use it because there're no other workable options selling online.  Gumtree & Ebay SG are shit.

In the US, if you watch Youtube, you can see plenty of "pickers" who make a lot of money getting their "stock & supplies" for free or almost free. They sell on their Ebay & make a thriving living by it.

What's in Singapore? Nothing.  Only educated, ignorant people will say that Singapore is good. Such people are Chinese-educated or foreigners (those shit-heads who wear T-shirts saying "I Love SG".).

Singapore is just a shitty country. If you have money, just get out, find a better place & enjoy there. No wonder so many people left. Those who stay are plenty of uneducated people & foreigners.

My brother & I should have been born in a better country with better opportunities, no NS, no CPF. We don't belong in this shitty Singapore with small-minded, crazy people who keep fucking to get kids.







Tuesday, 12 September 2017

Spirit Portal Wind Breeze?


10.10am Wed.   Bro just left.  I'm already awake in bed but immediately, there's this strange flapping sound again. As if there's wind outside. Previously, I thought it really was wind or breeze but I checked once before & the air was still. This is the 2nd time.  It wasn't flapping earlier (I wake a few times during the night & early morning). Only right after bro left.

Above my door is a ventilation rectangle.  When bro started burning mosquito coils some time back to combat that "thing", I covered that rectangle with a sheet of cut white mahjong paper to prevent the smoke from coming into my room.

It's just taped to the upper door frame so if there's breeze from the balcony or if the bedroom door is open & I pass underneath, it will flap due to air current.

But I began noticing that when my door is closed & I'm trying to sleep in bed, it would flap quite irritatingly. Assuming that it's the damn balcony wind, I would ignore it.  Once it flapped so bad, I checked & it was the balcony wind because of the coming rain. When I closed the balcony door, it stopped flapping.

But... I began noticing that it flapped even when everything is still. Like this morning.

Because of the loud flap flap sound, I couldn't sleep any longer. So, I got out of bed, switched off my fan & went outside my door to check. I shut the door. There was no breeze from the balcony because the windchimes are not moving. Bro's fan is off.  I looked at the ventilation rectangle outside & waited. It didn't flap.

Some days ago, I had asked bro to tape it down properly to the door frame.

I opened a side of the kitchen window & went to the bathroom. Then came out & closed back that side of the window. And turned back on the fan in my bedroom thinking that perhaps it was what was causing the paper to flap. Closed back the door the same way, while I stood outside.

Nothing. It didn't flap. The air was still quiet. Windchimes were not moving in the balcony.

I went into my bedroom & sat on the bed with the door closed. Nothing.

Strange.

These are the "small" things that you will tend to dismiss as just "the wind" or "the breeze" or "it so happened". But it's just weird. Previously when it happened at night, I found the excuse (perhaps) to be the air current from the slit under his closed door due to bro's fan in his room while he was sleeping.  But frankly, I felt no breeze or wind that was flapping my paper so badly.   The top of his door is also covered by thick vanguard sheet that does not flap.

My idea is that there is a spirit portal somewhere between our rooms. It's crazy, but not impossible. Our house is crazy. It's not normal because of our father's stupidity that brought in a crazy entity many years ago. If I had money, of course I would move out immediately.

Over the years, there's been weird shit that I dismissed because of "logic" & "reason". Some months ago, I found many spirit portals in our apartment. Some in mid-air. 




Sunday, 10 September 2017

Dementia Alzheimer's & Psychic Ability


11:36pm 10 Sept Sun 

I was looking up the connection between Dementia & Psychic Ability because according to a psychic surgeon, dad has dementia. A  few years back,  I already suspected that dad might be senile, but since he still seemed to talk rationally, I thought it might not be.

What I mean to find is what happens when a psychic goes crazy with his abilities.   Like Superman who has gone nuts. Is that possible?

For my bro's sanity,  I wonder if we should visit dad & talk to him? I know his concern was that he didn't leave much money for us & he worries it is not enough. I can't believe he cares only for himself & I think it's his dementia & that ghost (or whatever) he worships that has made him like this.


What is the solution to our problem? What is the answer to the question?  Bro thinks that entity inside him may have deceived the psychic surgeon & that in fact, the entity never left. And that dad has no dementia. "That thing is very cunning. It's just a trick to make you soft." said Bro. "Once you fall into the trap, finish.". 

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http://www.planetwavesweekly.com/parallel/articles/alzheimer.html


In childhood, we come into the world empty of earthly knowledge. Gradually, we build for ourselves an identity, created out of the experiences and memories of our ongoing lives, and it is these experiences and memories that tie us to the world. But eventually, it becomes time to leave again. Many aging adults experience a second childhood, which we now call dementia. And as the trappings of life slowly drop away with age -- memory, personality, language, even recognition of self -- the person is slowly and inexorably freed from the bonds of earthly existence. Eventually, they are delivered to a dimension beyond space and time that we, the young and vibrant, can only glimpse through the visions of madmen and, if we're lucky, our elders.
It's a nice, comforting & warm way of explaining it. A more accepting way about a merciless process.

Although the following quote has nothing to do with Alzheimer's disease, it sums up for me what is perhaps the greatest lesson of this strange odyssey I find myself on:

"The Pearl of Great Price, The Holy Grail, the Vision of God, Nirvana, Valhalla, Heaven, or Salvation, call it what you will, it will not be found until the individual forgets who they are, and what they are looking for. Then they shall find it. " (21)

Meaning? A person has got to lose his marbles & Self in order to see Heaven? What's the point? Frankly, I don't need to find such Holy Grail. You can keep it.

Joen Fagan, PhD is a psychologist with a great deal of experience in working with people with dementia and their caregivers.  He is currently working on a book with Jean Harsch, MSW, which proposes that “it is possible that there are spiritual dimensions to dementia and that being sensitive to these may help a little” with the incredibly difficult task of caring for someone with dementia.
In a phone interview, Fagan reported an instance of clairvoyance involving his partner Irma that had occurred when she had had Lewy body dementia for seven years.  At that point, she was bedridden, prone to hallucinations and delusions, and only somewhat able to talk coherently.  Fagan was in another room from Irma, with a connecting hallway in between, about 28 feet away, with his back to her, but just visible to her.  He was writing a check to one of their certified nursing assistants.  They were not speaking.
As he handed the check to the assistant, Irma called out clearly, “That check is wrong!”  Fagan and the assistant were stunned.  It’s worth noting that Irma had hated anything to do with numbers her whole life and had never been the check-writer in the family.  Fagan re-did his math, and found that he had, indeed, calculated the payment wrong!

http://new-age-spirituality.com/wordpress/content/3687

I worked in a memory care center. At times strange happenings would arise. A sort of clarity would come through. residents would make comments to me that fit into my current affairs for which they had no way of knowing. It was very strange to have experienced this , but I believe there is a type of connection somehow.




Thursday, 7 September 2017

日本語小説プレビューの抜粋

2:20pm 7 Sept Thurs

[著者からの注:著作権 2017。英語の原文。 私は2009年に日本を訪れた後、これを何年も書き続けようと努力してきました。いつそれが英語で出版されるのか分かりません。 それは非常に遅く、孤独な書き込みになります。 私はそれを少し日本語に翻訳することに抵抗することはできません。 ほんの少し。 私は日本をもう一度見たいと思う。 代わりに私はこれを日本に書きます。 まだ未完成です。 私はまだ英語でそれを書いて改訂しています。 私はまだ英語で私の章の名前を付けていません。 しかしここでは、日本の読者のための章を追加します。

あなたがそれを好きであれば教えてください。 私は翻訳機をオンラインで使用していますが、私は以前にそれをテストしており、日本人はそれがうまく翻訳されていると言います。私はタイトルを持っていますが、まだリリースしません。私は日本語で少しの作品をリリースするのが楽しいと思った。私はいつも自分の仕事の英語盗難を心配しているので、日本語に翻訳する方が安全かもしれないと感じています。 また、それを見ることは面白く面白いでしょう。 さて、どこで翻訳を始めるのですか...?]

Copyright 2017. 書いた: Nakosuori

ベルサイユ事件に触発された。 2009年には鶴ヶ城を訪れ、白石城に足を踏み入れる。 弘前城をベースとした壁画。 [私の英語の仕事の詳細はいくつかありますが、ここでは日本語ではありません。]

第1章

ちょうど梅の果実が収穫された直後、幸福の年、狐の日、フェニックス星座の時にちょうど私が10階の2つのサンデッキに沿って司令官と一緒に測量していた時、 イベント、あるいは2つのイベントが発生したとき。

いつものように、彼の手で私の指揮官は、彼が反対側の領域に直面して立っていたとして、早朝の光の中で堂々と見えた。 城の近所を日常的に航空機で検査していたのと同じように、彼の視線はそれらの土地から逃れなかった。

考えてみると、夏の空気は雲が白くて青くて軽くて涼しく、見た目に近いところに触れることができました。 それは良い夏、夏の太陽の下のすべての良い収穫でした。 昨年よりも良いこともありました。


私の司令官の右に立って、汗をかく耳にぴったりとした鮮明で息を吹きながら、私の主人の右の目の下に歪みが見えました。 努力のせいではなかった。 私の主は十分な休息を取っていなかった。 後で、これは非難されることはできませんでした。

朝の練習のために10階をレースした後、私たちはワサダの土地に立ち向かい、彼らを見渡すように彼らを見渡しました。 平和はもう一年続いたが、3年の停戦の早期休暇を探していた和田田と一軒家は、ついに皇帝の令状に乗っていたという噂があった。

私の心は思考に沈んだ。 3年の平和はすぐに終わらなかった。


過去10日間、私たちは奇妙な報告を受けています。奇妙な服装をした人がセリトリーを通過し、ゲートを塞いで通路に沿って消えていく。それの横の未知の項目を見るために塩に達する調理家は消える。ペインティングは、絵画や壁がなくなる前に、メインホールの存在していない壁には見られなかった。

歴史的には、霊の目撃は文書化されているが、これは同時に多くのものがそうではない。


これがワサダの作品であれば、テツェン・ジンギの主人公のようではなかった。よりオープンで直接的な方法を好む者は、そのように精巧に設計された教え方を踏むことの手間を経ないだろう。


6泊前は... ...私はそれを何と呼ぶべきかわかりません...アーチャーの銀色の弓の星座で私の主の部屋から急いで私たちを呼んでいたので、私たちはまだ困惑していました。


私の主人の習慣と同じように、私は彼の好きな3つの茶を、甘い山の桜の涙で彼の部屋で味わっていました。そこでは、茶室の茶室で茶道の儀式を観察するのではなく、 最近まで兵器保管に転用されていた。

私の側では、軽く香りの炭の火鉢の上にあるガラス製のフラスコの温泉暖かい、準備が整いました。 私の主によって特別に委託された木炭は、無公害であり、あらゆる種類の有用で無用なものを作った関東の男性からのものでした。 私の主の命令によれば、その人は何かを非常によく作ってくれました。他のどのものよりも少なくて明るいろうそくの光もそうでした。
 
 
 
 


水が臨界温度に達する直前に、私はフラスコを持ち上げ、その透明な噴出口に茶葉の唇の上に米粒の高さを浮かべ、最初に2つの穀粒を右に、次に左に、そして再び戻しながら 実際には土鍋のボウルだったものの洗練された側面を流れ落ちる滑らかな小枝。

輸液では、3つの茶のブレンドが開花し、展開した人魚の尾のように薄く半透明になり、絶妙な香りで部屋を満たしました。

葉が瞑想的なプールに溶けていくと、Itsuniの蜂蜜が3滴落ち、それぞれハートビートの半分の思い通りの連続で落ちるようになり、淡い紅色の黄色、半透明の金色、そして乳白色の色に変わった。
 


私の主が部屋のろうそくの灯りに対して書類を熟読したときに、時々薄く切ったり、脇に置いたりして、私の主が静かに許してくれたように、 風味が増します。

その皿に泡立て器を置いて、完成したドリンクをプレゼントしました。今度は、ろうそくの光を反射する純粋で無色の透明感と、悪魔を追い払うような美味しい、回復力のある香りでぼやけています。

私の主の右手には、インク池から引き出されたインクブラシが、ブランクのすぐ横の原稿セットへの返信の準備として、彼の前に置かれた白紙に達する直前の高さで指先で持ち上げられました。


それから、メッセンジャーの激しい足音が廊下を急いで、彼の敬意を表している彼の歯車のすべての音の中で、ちょうど外に死んでしまった。

白紙から目をゆっくりとスライドさせて、頭の中をほとんど気づかずに、私の主は、シルクスクリーンのドアの裏側にある影の茂み、空中に浮かんだインクの筆に、暗い視線を向けました。

中断に変わって、私はボウルを私の胸に降ろしました。 "司令官への報告:艦長
梅雨、第二南門にあなたの存在を正直に要請する。"

これは、キャプテンが以前にこのようなことを一度も尋ねたことのないように、最も興味深いものでした。 実際に、大尉は私達のランクに加わる前に彼の業績にもかかわらず、むしろ自分自身にとどまった。 何年もの間、彼はここにいましたが、彼は一度だけ言いましたが、一度私の主と話しました。そして、それは、最初に私たちに到着したときにサウスゲートの艦長として喜んで喜んでくれるかどうか尋ねられたときに "はい" 城。 彼はお勧めになった。

私の手のひらに抱かれたお茶の暖かさは、その完璧さがゆっくりと滑り落ちるのを感じました。 それにもかかわらず、義務が呼び出された。 間違った時間に、特に完璧なものが出現しようとしているときには、いつも呼びかけているようです。


私の主の眉は、彼の情報を考えたときにひっくり返りました。

「精巧」 私の主は言った。
 
男は、不安定な躊躇のように思われたが、相手側でギアがわずかにシフトしていると、その男は答えた。 "キャプテンは私の主がそれを自分のために見たいと思う。

深く吸入して放出を強制すると、私の主は池の脇にインク筆を置き、テーブルから浮き上がった。 彼はすでにフルギアだったし、まれに彼はなかった。
 
 
 
 


私が握ったお茶の退屈な完璧を見越して、私の主は私の方に歩き、右手でボウルを取って曲がって、まっすぐに頭をすくめ、それを私に戻してドアに向かって滑り込ませて開いた スクリーン。

司令官を見て、ナイトガードはバラバラになり、一緒に始まりました。

ボウルをトレイのそばに置いて、私もバラして、少しずつそれぞれの息を止めて2つのろうそく灯を嗅ぎ取った。
 


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Sunday, 3 September 2017

Does the Christian God Exist Independently of Belief?


2:18am 4 Sept Mon

At the moment at laptop. Same as previous nights, start heavy drowsy soon after bro sleeps. Quartz does not help.

This time, started at 1.30am. Very oppressive stuffy drowsy.

Bro's new theory tonight, is that the ghosts never left with the statues. The statues went but they stayed. I can find no hole in the theory. With that, he went to bed.

1.30am just now, very heavy drowsy. Top of head, frontal area heaviness. Headache. Almost unable to think anymore. Sitting on the edge of my bed with big wooden board folded table underneath (supposed to stop drowsiness but doesn't seem to be working so far).

Stopped work. Just a thought: I used my index finger, wrote the sign of the Cross in the air. Big cross. Horizontal line crossed with long down stroke. Made each sign all around my sitting position. Plus over the top of my head to form a ceiling.

So, the signs became like a protective shield with a roof, was my thought. And I imagined it glowing golden as I wrote each one in the air.

Then I turned back to my laptop. Strangely, it worked. No more drowsiness. Lifted. Cleared up enough to think, although not perfect. Slight headache less than before.

Odd. Father is not Christian. If he sent these ghosts, why would making the cross work? Also, I am not religious. And I sneer at Christians & religion. So why would it work for me? Also, I have been thinking that there are no ghosts in my room, just mind projection from evil father.  If father is not Christian & I am not religious... then what is responding to the sign of the cross if not actual presence of ghosts?

I sense no presence in my room. What is responding to the Cross if not ghosts?

After the first time, the clear-up feeling stayed for a while. Then crept back in, trying to come back to my head.

So I did the Cross again 2nd time. It has held up till now. Not perfect, still a little heaviness on top of my head, but clear enough to think & type this.

Weird. Does God exist? If it does, why is nothing done to get rid of these pests that ruin & disturb human lives?

Something responded to the sign of the Cross. Even God does not exist, it exists for whatever has responded. Therefore it works.

Does doubting whether God exists destroy the protection? Does not seem to.  Apparently, my lack of religious belief does not affect it. It still works. Odd. Why?

I walked away to drink from the cup at my bedside, wondering if by walking out of the imaginary  "shield"  I'm no longer under its protection. Upon returning to sit at my laptop, start to become not so good. Heavy weight starts coming back to top of my head. Clears up short while, then it starts again.

A matter of expectation? Expect it not to work when step out & it conforms to the thought?

11:38am Mon 4 Sept.
In the light of the morning, thoughts are clearer. Think better. I recall previously when bro said he was drowsy, he opened photos/images of Jesus Christ in Google images on my laptop. He said straightaway cleared up.

Although I wasn't thinking of this last night, it probably influenced my thought to do the sign of the Cross. Some time ago before bro did the Google images, I held Black Tourmaline in my hand & crossed the air & didn't seem to work.

Oddly, circling the air at the ceiling with my finger clears up the fog, but only while doing it. After stop, it comes back.

What is odd is that I don't sense any presence. If it's a ghost, it's  a Christian ghost. If it's a Christian, then its presence proves that there is in fact, no God. If there was a god, what is this Christian ghost doing here? Obviously, it feared God & was a follower. So, why didn't it go to the realm that it believed in? Or why didn't God remove it?

Excuses shouldn't be created for God to exist. Observe & think. And reach conclusions. What is so bad about a non-existent God? Other animals live without temples & churches. They are more practical realists than humans.




Sunday, 27 August 2017

Is Reincarnation An Illusion? Book Preview Online

Mon 12:01pm
28 Aug.

Just posting a short post here with some thoughts. Busy as usual. But ever since accidentally coming across "remote depossession" while reading up online for psychic help... I've been interested & thinking of it. Very interesting.... I want to say "concept" but in my case & what I have been "seeing", I refrain from calling it a "concept".  

To understand what the shit is going on in my case, I've had to read up the moment I get out of bed. I don't think any help from a psychic is coming soon & I've to help ourselves.

False memory syndrome applies in our situation so reading it has helped to open my mind in understanding what I've been observing in my own father.

I agree with this spirit or ghost in the below excerpt. Wise advice. There is only 1 life. The present one. If you blow it, there is no next one where you'll do it  "properly". Do it properly now.

Besides, even if you come back, you are not "you" in your present form with your present state of mind. So, there is no point in saying "in my next life".  If you want to be president, do it now. If still physically possible, regardless of age. Don't say "next life".

In another excerpt by another author, reading about the session in remote depossession was also fascinating. "Fascinating" "blow your mind" "never thought of it" "wow". 

"Little is added in a second trial". I find this to be very correct. Little is gained. Means there is no use in coming back for another round. Of what? Of suffering the same things. Doing the same things. Whatever you do, it is the same thing whether writer, musician, scientist.   Birth, mistakes & death.  It is better never coming back.

What the title is saying is that so-called "past life" or "reincarnation" recall might not be coming from the person under hypnosis, but from the memories of the ghosts or spirits that are inside or "latched" onto this person. So, one moment it is the memory of having lived & died during the Crusades; next moment, a French man stabbed along the street, or someone who was abused etc...

Enlightenment for me. Because I never understood why people have this idea of reincarnation. This spirit talks more sense than any religious crap.




At the "pool" part, I was thinking what about those Tibetan kids who can remember exactly their temples etc..?  Following the below, it means these kids have an original "new" soul that has been surplanted (hijacked) by the old soul of the temple abbot. Possession. 

No wonder when I first read of Tibetan kids being able to recall precisely everything, I felt there was something wrong.






Thursday, 10 August 2017

Psychics in Singapore

Psychics in Singapore should stop calling themselves psychics. Frauds. When given a real problem, they run. Or charge $800 for cleansing which anyone can do.

3 names: Gypsy. Adrian. Sharan. In these 4 months, I know more about paranormal shit than they. Call themselves psychic? Read only "love" Tarot? Only appear in Youtube for publicity?

I am psychic. I can tell just from a photo whether a person's face shows a fraud. Contacting all 3 has only confirmed it. But I don't go around publicizing that I'm "psychic" & then cannot help real cases.

People really need help. Such psychics shouldn't pretend to be psychics. I really need help to solve a real problem. But they just coldly walk away. Or worse, dodge the question for help, ask a question out of curiosity & then don't even reply.

I ask for help. Just 1 word: Help.

Yet it's so impossible to find in Singapore. It's absurd. Goes to show what kind of people are here. Psychics? Just horrid people pretending to be psychics.




Friday, 21 July 2017

Ezbuy Chat Staff Boey Liar & Lousy Purchaser


4 days delay. Due to lousy purchaser + liar Boey.

4 days ago, I sumitted order for 1 item. Status order "purchasing order". Then suddenly changed back to "order processing". I knew something was wrong.

Next day,  I saw the order disappeared. The purchaser had cancelled it. Reason: Must order 3 pieces.

Seller's website clearly states that 1 piece is Ok.  What's going on? I re-submitted my order for 3 pieces. And purchaser still didn't order. "Purchasing order" for many hours. Suddenly changed back to "order processing".

I went on chat. Stupid Boey came online. As I mentioned in a previous post, get out the moment u see Boey. She's stupid. Now I discover that not only useless, she's also a liar.

Since I really needed a solution, I asked Boey to check with seller whether I can buy 1 piece. Boey pretended to contact seller & got back very fast saying "seller say" must buy 3 pieces. Then why the seller stated can buy just 1? Boey said the seller forgot to bring it down.

What a liar. Forgot? Straightaway I knew it was not true. The seller stated in words, that 1 piece can be ordered. Also, it's a 7 year-old store. How can they "forget"?

No ordering dragged on for another day till this morning. In between, I was also on chat with Sindy who couldn't help.

This morning, I got online with another chat staff. Aaron was very nice. Very patient. He contacted seller for me. Took a long time because seller wasn't there even though his icon is online. So, I told Aaron, I'll try again later.

About 45 mins later, I got Aaron again. He very patiently contacted seller. When finally got hold of the seller, the answer: Seller says can buy 1 piece as well. 

So, what were the purchaser & Boey doing?  Because of their stupidity, it's 4 days delay.

Also, earlier, Boey "contacted" the seller so fast. Clearly, she never contacted the seller at all & was lying.

Aaron could only leave a remark to speed up the order. But after ending the chat, I saw that the 3 pieces finally "order placed".

4 days delay because of the purchaser & stupid Boey.  It's also not the first time. Previously, also cancelled my orders due to their purchaser crazy. And once was worse: Purchaser didn't even order for days.

Not only delay. Because the purchaser won't order 1 piece, I was forced to order 3. More money gone on just these 3 items, which caused me to be unable to buy other items.  2 other items were also cancelled due to purchaser wanting me to order 3 of both items.



Sunday, 9 July 2017

Not Happy Starhub Prepaid $15 SIM Phone Card (Scam?)


Mon 10 July 12:35a.m.

>>Should have come across this<<   before buying their Prepaid $15 ($18 value) card. No wonder my psychic feeling told me to stick with M1.  Because previous years ago, I didn't like M1 for being a useless money sucker, I thought to try Starhub this time.

I haven't been using my phone for years. No money to keep topping up my old M1 Prepaid SIM money guzzler. In that M1 card, I kept topping up every 3 months just to keep it alive until it accumulated to $60 or $80 & damn M1 said they wouldn't refund me if I cut the card. In the end, I had to forfeit $60-$80 when I stopped using the prepaid card.

My psychic these days very accurate. I didn't listen to it & this time bought Starhub $15 prepaid with intention of downloading job apps from delivery companies.

In just 5 days (starting 4 July purchase to 9 July around 7+pm), all the money disappeared from this Starhub Prepaid card. I didn't make any phone call. Didn't download anything. All downloads failed when I tried (whatsapp, uparcel, ubereats), which made me realize that my phone is too old to download any Apps. Didn't use SMS at all. I turned off my phone almost always. On the first day after the purchase, I didn't even download anything & didn't know what to do with my phone.

On the day I purchased it, the customer service guy in the store told me that the free data will auto-activate upon purchase, whether I activated the card or not.  Meaning, if I just sat on the card, the 15GB would disappear in 5 days.  So, I thought it was nice of him to tell me.

Even so...

Free 5-day 15GB local data disappeared. $18 value disappeared.  The value in main wallet is now just $0.01.

Where did all the money go? I really have no idea.

Just a brief check online, I see other people experienced the same thing. Missing money.

Really, it's like being robbed without your knowing it.

Am I angry? Do I want to complain for a refund? No. It was expected that Starhub Prepaid would be shit.  On the day of purchase, I had to return to the store to change the card & the cashier took ages to issue me a new one that worked.  The service was slow even though the store was almost empty of customers. But I couldn't just walk over to next door M1 since I already paid for this card.

I don't know what to do with this Starhub card now. It's empty of cash. Can people still call in? Can I still use it to SMS? The expiry date is 6 months away. I have no intention of adding more cash to it.

Talk about scam. I think this is a pretty good one. Starhub. Established name & doing this with prepaid phone cards. I feel more cynically disgusted than upset.

It's a pity because I like this phone number. Easiest & most natural to remember. 




Wednesday, 28 June 2017

Note to Self for Carous***


Never ever allow buyers to leave feedback.  Just this once after a long while, I forgot. A quick click of the mouse & I realized what I had done. Shit. I had accepted the buyer's request to leave feedback. Shit.

True enough, shitty buyer. Unforgiving. Malay man. Smoker. I knew he was going to be a problem.

He got the item, said he liked it, but it took longer than expected to arrive. Gave neutral rating. And it plunged my feedback score from 100% to 66%. Just because of 1 neutral rating. Terrible.

Smoker. Fat. Unhealthy & ugly.  He will pay with his life for plunging another person's feedback to 66%. So, I am not particularly angry.

I expected he would be shit. So, he falls within expectation. My fault for allowing him to leave feedback.

Once click "accept" buyer's feedback request, it cannot be taken back. I shouldn't have accepted. He had already paid. Why the heck did I accept his feedback request for??? *shakes head*

I haven't been accepting feedback requests for a long time. I don't know why I clicked on it this time.

Can the 66% rating be fixed? Of course it can. That's the best part. 


Monday, 12 June 2017

Urgent: Looking For: Genuine Skilled Psychics, Tarot Cards Reader & Exorcist

Tues 13 Jun 12:17 p.m.

I've searched online & cannot find one who appears reliable. I cannot afford to pay hundreds of dollars. If you are a genuine psychic, you would not be wanting hundreds of dollars to compensate for the use of a talent that many psychics claim is to help people.

I can afford some money but not hundreds of dollars. If I had that kind of money, I wouldn't need psychic help (I would be rich & already lucky).

My situation is caused by something that needs professional psychic assessment & help. No Chinese mediums.

If you can find it in your heart to help, pls contact me.

We have tried more than anyone can imagine. So do not tell me to de-clutter the house or use sage cleansing or crystals etc... These methods Do Not work. 

We have gone beyond these methods in order to subdue the entity that is causing our troubles. Bro has even invented devices to counter (in a technical & scientific way) what we assumed were ghosts.

We have done practically everything including hammering nails into the wall. Spraying the air with water. Crystals & crystal tuning fork. Smudging with Palo Santo wood sticks. Throwing away almost everything in a room & furniture around the house, including a $2000+ bed & bed frame. UV. Lights. Darkness. Candles. Sound frequency. Loud jarring music from 3 different radios & speakers at the same time. Yelling. Scolding. Insults. Reasoning. Fire/flame. Mosquito coils. Shutting down all electrical power to everything.  Electric mosquito killers.  Clear plastic sheets. Aluminum foil. Opaque plastic boards. Cloth sheets. Clear plastic cylinders with and without water inside, with and without screw-cap tops. Locks, real & symbolic.  Words written on paper & burnt. Plastic guns with rubber-tipped ammunition. Loud hailer. High-pitched alarm.

I am already partly psychic, yet cannot solve my own problem. I can tell if a so-called psychic or Fengshui master is lying or just trying to pull fast money.  Only genuine professionals are needed. 




Sunday, 4 June 2017

Haunted Bro's Room Malay Male Gay Ghost


5 Jun Mon.

"There is definitely something in that room." said bro at 3.25am this early morning.

He was explaining to me why he thinks it's not a C1 problem. Not a real physical mechanical neck bone problem for which previously we went to a (quack) chiropractor who "confirmed" that it was a C1 problem. Since I wanted a real problem so we can have a real solution, I was almost desperate to cling to the idea that it's a C1 neck problem that can be solved or eased by doing neck rotational exercises.

Earlier in the day he said the exercises eased the squeezing on his neck. Previous night when he had problem with the ghost, it also eased up when he rotated his neck slightly.

It seemed obvious that it's a C1 problem. Until he clarified that even with the neck exercises, it only eased a little. Not completely gone. But when he insults the ghost or yells at it, it clears up instantly, almost 100% gone.  I thought that this could be because when in anger, adrenaline rushes, clearing up the head.  When he calms down, the neck squeezing creeps back in (the ghost returns).

This morning's incident threw out my theory that it's a C1 problem when he clearly explained.

He finally found out what is causing all the recent weeks of sleepless nights.

Every morning at about 2.30-3a.m., he would suddenly wake with neck squeezing, headache & be unable to sleep. Horrible feeling to go back to sleep & he would get up & it would be impossible to sleep for the rest of the "night" until near morning.  He would also be forced to succumb to an inexplicable drowsiness that can't be shaken off when he lies down & when he is suddenly woken up like this.

I advised that perhaps he should leave the house (& not be depressed in his room & also relieve me from his disturbing scolding of the ghost all by himself) & increase his vibrational frequency so that he would no longer be affected by the "hold" of our father's influence on him at night.  We have been thinking that it was our father (the demon) doing some kind of shit long-range influence on us.

Our father has been possessed by a demon for years. He admits it & over the years has been completely taken over. He admits that he & that thing are One.  Sounds nuts, but we have lived with him in this house with his shit demon god since we were kids. And I am a hard skeptic with 2 Science degrees.

If it were just my bro having trouble sleeping at night, I would say it's just him. And I've been worried that he's going nuts or is nuts.

But I have experienced weird shit myself, unexplainable. So I have never dismissed what he tells me.  Just that I listen & try to think of possible & logical explanations for why it might be happening & what the heck it might be, all the while skirting around paranormal explanations.

But this morning, when my bro explained very clearly to me, I understand clearly. He has also previously said that he is clearly & soberly in possession of his own mental stability.

He said, "It is not a C1 problem.".  Because 1) the effect is only when he is within that rectangular area of the mattress. Recently, we threw away his 4 years old $2000+ King Koil bed on the theory that it's harbouring some unseen force (spirit/spirits) that has been troubling him every night.

I offered him my "new" mattress that was bought years ago but kept clean in my room in its bag. Even after his bed has been thrown & we cleaned up the place & laid down the mattress, the problem still remained.

Regardless of whatever my bro did, the neck squeezing & other disturbances that he was feeling, continued. It meant that it wasn't the bed & bed frame that caused it. But bro said he had no regrets throwing away the bed & frame since he had tried everything & nothing worked.

He concluded that it was the space of the bed that was haunted. In the floor, perhaps. But if it's the floor, I said then downstairs apartment will also be affected since our floor is their ceiling. He said there have been quarrels downstairs & upstairs, both Indian families.

The theory is that this ghost has been sent by our father. Don't know how he's doing it but it's the most possible since he claims to be able to astrally project (manifest). And he has been resentful of us with a lot of negative emotions.

I said since it's the space on the floor, then shift the mattress. But he says, "Why should I shift for them? I put my things where I want them.". 

Previously, I had advised him to shift his bed & bed frame but because it was too heavy & not feasible, we didn't do it. As it was, throwing it out took a lot of effort because the bed head was so goddamn big & heavy. Don't ever buy such stupidly huge bed frame stuck to a huge bed head. It couldn't even fit out of the goddamn door frame. The delivery guy installed separately inside the room back then.

2)  If it's a real C1 problem, it should work every time he did the neck rotational exercises. But the exercises only ease the squeezing & don't clear it up. And it doesn't always work.

3) This early morning, when he said "gay man", it eased up. When he said "Malay man", it cleared up almost completely with a "crick" sound in his neck.  Yesterday early morning, he told me that every time the ghost leaves his neck (when he makes correct guesses), he'll hear a "crick" sound & there'll be instant relief from the squeezing & headache.

When he called out "voyeurism" "pervert", it also eased up. Means he had guessed right. The theory is that this ghost used to be a sexual deviant, sexual criminal that got killed somehow & hangs around because he refuses to admit that he is a perverted gay.

When he said, the ghost is "an all-rounder pervert", the large sheet of plastic hanging over the overhanging shirts on his chair top, was swept down.  When I said perhaps it's the wind from the fan, he said it appeared to be swept down by force or anger. If it were blown down, it should have floated down. But it was swept off as though in displeasure & the air was cleared of the presence.

After the insults, he said the room was cleared of any disturbance. But at 6am, it returned, this time unresponsive to the same insults.

This early morning around the usual time when both of us would get drowsy, there was no drowsiness at all. Strange. It has nothing to do with my swimming or the 1 or 2 cups of coffee I sometimes drink during the day. It's a drowsiness at night (10.30-11pm for him &  1-2.30am for me) that we can't shake off.

In my case, this is even stranger because I am a skeptic & don't really care about such things except making money.

I feel no presence in his room every time he complains of ghosts. I stand in his room & don't feel anything, even though I am somewhat psychic. So my theory is that there is nothing there but something is playing with his mind & torturing him. We don't know what that is.  This morning, we discussed & he suggests it's some kind of energy. I think I agree.

At about 6am when the "ghost" returned to disturbed him & nothing worked to dispel it, he speculated that maybe there are more than 1 ghost in his room. So he tested by saying there's 1 ghost. His headache & neck squeezing remained. "2 ghosts" was the same. "3 ghosts" was also the same. "4 ghosts" cleared it up.

He told me that he then tested with the candle flame which confirmed the presence of 4 around the room.

He says if he guesses wrong, the headache comes back & worse than before. If it's right, the headache will clear.  That's when he knows he's hit the correct answer.

All these suggests to me, that it's a game that something or someone is playing. It's a game that he is forced to particpate every night because it wouldn't leave him to sleep.

Even after so many weeks, I can't say there are real ghosts in his room or mine, because I don't feel such  a presence. Yet there is undeniable something here. Question keeps coming up: What is it?  

Bro says if it continues like this, it's possible to go crazy. He also questions why I am not affected to the same degree as him. I say I don't know. I can say that I am affected in various ways but differently.

3)  The night before, he explained to me the disturbance. He would be dosing off when something would shove him physically. He demonstrated by jerking up the clothes rack stand in the kitchen, saying "like this". Every time as he is about to dose off.

It seems the goal is to keep him sleepless.  Sleep deprivation lowers mental strength & less able to handle stress. It seems the goal is to break him. But why?  This type of "haunting" is if a murderer killed someone & that victim returns to take revenge.

In our case, the only offending & recent event was that we evicted my father's demon statue. Since then, shit has been happening. So, if it's not coming from my father, then where is it from?



Sunday, 21 May 2017

I Miss Japan 君に会いたい。日本

Mon 22 May 10:37am

Where the people are more intelligent &  the country is more beautiful. Wish I was born Japanese, then I wouldn't know the shit in Singapore. Knowing the shit in Singapore, I don't ever want to leave Japan & just roll up into a ball & stay there where it's safe.

I don't want my parents to be Singaporeans. I wish I never knew them. 

If I were Japanese, I wouldn't need to step out of the country at all. The entire place is so big & different everywhere & all in Japanese, I can just be a tourist in my own country my whole life. No need to step out to see the ugliness of other countries.

Singaporeans are mad & stupid. Why was I born one of them? It's an embarrassment. For years when I was younger, I refused to let people know which country I am from. Small, pathetic island with small, pathetic people. Just pretend I am from No Country. Ok? Just accept me as I am. Don't ask.  My country is inconsequential.

Years ago, LKY tried emulating Japan. But failed. Till now, Singaporeans are still shitty. To be like the Japanese, everyone must ingrain in their kids civic consciousness. National scale, the type of civic consciousness & attitude that is drilled into the brain & skull in every child. Such that even when he is drunk, he will still apologize for being loud.

Singapore with its "scattered sands" attitude & laziness & uneducated & crude mentality will never reach that level. Every child is brought up anyhow. I have seen even young men hawk & spit on the street.

Shitty island. I don't know why foreigners keep coming here. And even applying to stay here permanently. Crazy. As Singaporeans, we are born here. We have no money to move. We have no choice but to stay here.

As foreigners with financial mobillity, why hole yourself in a cramp, little, no place island with nothing?

Online platforms are dead, can't sell anything, can't do anything as an individual. All everyone does is work from morning till night. And the money isn't enough. 20 years ago, a cafe pay was $5/hr. Now, it's still just $5-9/hr (look at the job ads). Majority just $7.50/hr.  I read a Grab driver earned just $5/hr.

How can the pay rise by so little? By now, it should be $10-15/hr at least. How can it be about the same when prices of things have risen?

Thank goodness for $2 stores. That is how hard eating to live has become. How can anyone even think to have any kids when the situation is so bad?

$5-8/hr can't pay for anything. My daily expenditure a day (2 persons), very tight, is already minimum $30 excluding transport. No restaurants. No cafes.  No phone. No extra spending. Even with $2 stores, just some food items, easily add to the daily expenditure, regardless of how little is purchased.

Even for teenagers, such "pay" is very crazily little. You would have to work from morning till night 8 hours just to get $40-$60/day.  Half of it goes to food for 2 persons. There is nothing left to save if CPF also dips the hand inside to take. 




Wednesday, 10 May 2017

Crystal Ball Series 1: Which Polytechnic, Uni NUS NTU, Art School Sota Lasalle Should U Go To (SG)?


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Tuesday, 9 May 2017

Song Fa Bak Kut Teh Review SG: What's That In My Salted Veg?


Location: Chinatown Point.

Been eating there a few times & one of those days, discovered a short, black cut hair in my plate of salted vegetables. Nose hair? Whose? The cook's? The serving woman's?

I posted on their Facebook. No reply & it's now gone.  Obviously, the company doesn't care. I notice these Bak Kut Teh outlets are opened by crude, uneducated people who employ many foreigners.

With the contaminants found in both Song Fa Bak Kut Teh & Old Street Bak Kut Teh, there is no difference between the two. It's just your lucky day if you discover something in your soup or your plates of food.

Review on Old Street Bak Kut Teh:  http://therevolutioner.blogspot.sg/2017/05/lousy-old-street-bak-kut-teh-sg-review.html

Lousy Old Street Bak Kut Teh SG Review


Sun 7 May is the last time I'm eating Old Street Bak Kut Teh.

We gave this brand of Bak Kut Teh many chances. And I don't blog about things unless I have to.

1) They hire foreigners.  Rude, crude, uneducated, sloppy, untrained foreigners who lack refinement in customer service.
2) No QC to their service or products.
3) Fluctuating standards. Everytime we eat there, we don't know what's going to go wrong.
4)  Careless staff who do whatever they like at the expense of customers & see nothing wrong with it.

No wonder the outlets are always empty of customers.

We used to eat at ARC. The staff are always chatting in their foreign language while working. Thai? Burmese? Very irritating to hear them. They shouldn't be in Singapore. Why does the company even hire them?

The female staff are rude. Once when we walked in, one plump woman rudely called out that they were closed. No "excuse me". Nothing polite in her words. Didn't even say "Pls come back tomorrow".  So rude, barbarian. This staff is sometimes at ARC & sometimes at Suntec. Always has a shit face. Unsmiling. Female or male staff are all the same.

When we ate there for a few times, we had to wait for her to stroll over to the cashier & she never even thanked us. Once I was so pissed, I said out loud that she didn't even say thanks.  That was the last time.


We went over to Suntec outlet. 

Unfortunately, even at Suntec, the staff were problematic.  Various service problems since the first time we were there. These problems occurred at different times:

1) Coffee forgot to serve after all the food arrived.
 
2) Dough fritters (You Tiao) suddenly very hard. When I asked, the female staff said it could have been over-fried. I said we have ordered this on previous occasions & it's been soft. I said hard dough is not nice to eat. She agreed & just said she'll inform the person who fried it. No discount as compensation. Nothing.

I asked whether the dough fritters were yesterday's? She insisted that it was not & "not to worry".  We never ordered the dough fritters again.

3)  1-1 ribs soup promotion after 5pm. Once we happened to be there before 5pm & the staff intentionally did not remind us that there was no promotion before 5pm. I say intentionally because usually when we are there after 5pm, the staff will helpfully tell us about the 1-1 promotion. Even though they see us regularly there, they don't even remind us that it's not yet 5pm?

4)  Ribs soup arrived tasting very shockingly flat & bland. What happened? Elderly female staff was walking around with a kettle of refill. I called her as she was coming by.  I said, "Is this the wrong soup? It's like water. Is this soup meant for Mee Sua instead?".

She said, "Oh, it's the new recruit. He must have used the first round of soup that hasn't soaked up the flavor yet.".

I was thinking: Did he use the soup when the meat is still raw??

I asked, "Is this soup Ok to consume?".

She said, "Yes. Just that the flavor isn't there yet. Here, try this kettle soup".

By then, I had already finished the ribs. She poured the kettle soup onto the bones in my bowl & encouraged me to try the "correct" flavor.

i) New guy isn't trained? The whole day, what has he been doing? Nobody supervise? The whole day serve water-soup?  This was already after 5pm.

ii) New guy isn't an excuse for a mistake this big. The ribs soup is the most important signature item. How can the staff just say it's a new guy & serve water-soup?

iii) No discount or any compensation whatsoever. The woman just explained & strolled away to presumably inform the new guy in the kitchen.

5)  The last straw was on Sunday 7 May.  What's that light green string (about 3cm long) among the salted vegetable that I am eating?  I fished it out with my fingertips. Looked like thin plastic string perhaps cut from around the salted vegetables before cooking.  Do you know what happens in my stomach if I ate that? Is the Old Street company going to take responsibility for what happens after I eat it?

I called the male staff who was at the cashier after he was done with a customer.

I said, "What's this? It's in my salted vegetable bowl.".  He looked at it & said, "Oh...".  He apologized with "Bu Hao Yi Si" in Chinese, which means "I'm sorry".

He asked whether it came from the pork ribs or salted vegetables (when I already told him earlier). He then took away the salted vegetables bowl (that we already ate some),  pinched the string off my fingertips & left. He returned a minute later with a full bowl. 

I asked about the string again, "What is it?".

He vaguely explained in Chinese, "It's a packaging string.".

This is the last time we are eating Old Street. 


[To companies: If you require a mystery shopper to check on the performance of your staff & outlets, I am for hire.  $30/visit.  Upon entering a store, I automatically observe everything related to service, layout & management. You will receive an honest appraisal with suggestions on improvements. Pls contact by leaving a message in comments.]  



Wednesday, 19 April 2017

Weirdest Paranormal Event In Our House Monday Night


Wed 3:22pm  19 April 2017.

Note: This is for my own record. Not for any reader to think we are crazy or anything. There is a lot of background information that I didn't say.  If you are reading this, you don't know us at all & cannot say that we are nuts or that these "things" don't exist. If you are a professional psychic who can "see things" in houses,  you're welcome to contact us.
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Monday Night Before Midnight.

I was typing at my laptop, working on a paragraph of my novel. Smelled a bad burning smell. Turned round in my seat to look at the hall. Direct line of sight. I saw my bro walking straight towards the balcony but stopping at the pile of stuff before the balcony.

He was holding the aluminum foil tray in his right hand. Looking down at the tray as he walked. When he stopped there, he looked down at the middle of the tray for some moments, then turned & walked back the direction he came.

Earlier, he had said he wasn't going to burn the papers (it will liberate "them" back to the air). 1) So, I thought he had changed his mind.

He appeared to be looking downwards into the middle of the tray where I assumed he had burnt some paper.  I assumed he had come from the master bedroom because I saw he was walking straight towards the balcony area (rather than curve out from his bedroom which is opposite mine).

The smell of burning stank up my room badly. 2) And when he walked away, I was wondering if he was going to flush the ash off in the kitchen bathroom toilet. Hopefully not, because I will be sitting on the toilet and those "things" flushed into the toilet may still remain... (even though he said before that he flushes away the water in the container that he used to trap them in the master bedroom toilet, not in the kitchen bathroom toilet).

3) After he walked away, I started turning on my humidifier in front of my blowing bladeless fan (facing the door) to get rid of the smell that came into my room. The smell of burning typing paper smelled like burning joss paper. I even sprayed my desk area & behind the fan (so the wind will take it forward) & the door area with mist in a bottle containing some aroma essential oils.

For the past 2 nights, I've been lazy with having to refill my humifier so many times with tap water so I try not to  turn it on until I go to bed (so the water will last till the morning).  That night, I didn't turn it on while I was typing until I smelled the burning smell (although my fan was already on).

4) After turning on my humidifier in front of the blowing fan & misting with the spray bottle, the smell cleared. Then I sat back on my chair & resumed typing, thinking that the smell was strong & smelled bad due to the optical brighteners in the typing paper. Toxic chemicals may have been released into the air but just briefly, I thought.

With all these thoughts (#1-4), I still did not step out of my room. I just took what I saw for granted & just sat back down to continue my work. I assumed bro was doing his "thing". When I am typing at the laptop, my attention is on my work & it's a very factual effort. Meaning, I wasn't thinking of anything other than what I am trying to achieve on my latop.

This was also the first night in 2 months that we decided to turn on the lights as if things were normal. We were fed up & decided to invalidate "their" existence. "They" don't exist.

For 2 months, we kept the power to the lights turned off (only use battery lights to prevent EMF emission which "they" take to become a nuisance). It has been very inconvenient & ridiculous. Other people can turn on their electric lights, why can't we? It's crazy.

The moment the lights were turned back on, I started getting headache. But ignored it the whole day. Why shouldn't I be able to turn on the lights in my own house? It's ridiculous.

Later that night, bro came into my room & as usual, we just talked. I didn't mention anything about what I saw earlier & the bad burning smell when he burned the paper in the tray.

Next day, in the daytime, it so happened we were talking about "last night".  I mentioned the scene I saw & the bad burning smell of the paper. He said he didn't do it.

I was surprised. I said "I clearly saw you doing it.".  He said no. The only time he burnt using the tray was much later after I had gone to bed, around 5am or so.  And burnt typing paper does not give off such a strong smell as I described. Once it turns to ash, there is little lingering smell, he said.

I went into the hall & showed him exactly what I saw him do.

I was really disturbed. I mean, come on. I saw him clearly.  And the smell was so strong that I turned on the humifier & misted my room. My mind was sharp & clear & I was wearing glasses. And I was thinking those thoughts (#1-4) as I looked at him with the tray "last night".

Not only did I think the thoughts while looking at the scene, I even took action by turning on my humidifier & misting the room. How could I have seen a hallucination? 

He said if he had burnt the stack of papers (which I saw him dump aside in the living room earlier in the day), he wouldn't have any papers to burn when he did it at past 3.30am. The stack of papers, he insisted, remained where he had left them in the living room.  Now, I can't vouch that the papers were still there at night because I had forgotten about those papers during the day, but I definitely saw him burn something in that tray.

He said when he burns the papers, he does it only in the master bedroom. Why would he come out? He said he don't come out because the wind or breeze from the balcony might interfere. And he only did it once in the master bedroom some days ago. And never did it again, until after 3.30am "last night" (which is technically Tues morning). In between, he did not burn anything.

Also, he said if he had burnt something, the tray would have marks of being cleaned or washed. There were no such marks when he used it a second time after 3.30am.

No sheets of the papers were missing. He said each one has different words on it. Even if he burnt something, what was it? Because he is certain it wasn't the papers that were burnt. 


Now, this is just crazy for me. I mean, if I cannot trust my eyes, even when I saw the whole scene so clearly, what can I trust in this damn house?

I said maybe somehow your memory has been tampered with & you "forgot". He said even so, the stack of papers were still there for him to burn after 3.30am. This point, only he can verify it because I don't know whether the papers were still there until that time.

I refuse to believe that what I saw was not "real". I saw what I saw. Nobody messes with my mind. I really hate that. I refuse to believe that those "things" can be so "powerful" that they can do scenes just because we turned on the power to the lights.

I said, "How can it be? Then won't eye witness accounts be dismissed in a court of law because nobody can be sure the person saw what he saw? Eye witnesses are valued. If no eye witness can be trusted with his eyes, then??".

He said, "Why are you talking about court of law?".

I said, "I am just saying...I saw what I saw.  And I clearly saw you go towards the balcony with the aluminum tray.".  

He said, "Then did you see smoke coming out of the tray?".

It suddenly occurred to me. "No." I said. I thought perhaps the tray was high & the smoke maybe didn't rise high enough.

Odd, now that I think of it. There was no smoke, yet there was very strong smell that filled my room. Also, just now I thought of it: He usually walks with sticky feet sound around the house but there was no sound when I saw that scene.

I asked where in the tray does he burn the paper. He said he burns it at the corner, not in the middle as I presumed to see in that scene. He said he don't burn it in the middle in case the paper does not completely burn whereas at the corner or side, he can get it to burn fully.

Bro told me to just forget about it. I said I will not. Previously, there was another incident that he told me to forget & I just let it go (I can't remember what incident but similar to this case).

Since I am very sure I saw clearly, it means the fault lies with 1) Bro. Maybe his mind has been tampered with & he can't recall. Or so muddle-headed with brain-fog that he forgot.

If so, as he already explained, that stack of papers will not still be there after 3.30am for him to burn.

He said, earlier in the day when he dumped that stack of papers in the living room, he had no intention to burn them at all (because as mentioned, he didn't want to liberate "them" back into the air). Why would he burn them later? And he only burnt them after 3.30am because those "things" were disturbing his sleep. I said there are some instances where he changed his mind abruptly. He said even so, he would remember & say that he changed his mind. In this instance, he insists he did not do what I saw him do.

2) Those "things" really exist & they played with my mind. They took advantage of my focus on my typing & slipped in while I was in an imaginative mode in my writing.  Vivid. Real. A shift from what I'm typing to the real world. Is it that hard to do? The mind is already primed & "open". And as I mentioned, I just took for granted that what I was seeing was as usual. Bro was wearing what I saw him wear throughout the day: just a black shorts.

I'm just very disturbed & perplexed & displeased. I told bro that if his mind was going nuts, rather than that, it would be a relief if someone told me that yes, that scene I saw was a hallucination caused by those "ghosts" in the house. I don't fear ghosts as much as if I have to worry about my bro & fear him.

There is no reason for my bro to lie. He is also not a liar.

And he said when he entered my room "last night" to talk, he had noticed that I turned on my humifier in front of my blowing fan, but he didn't know why. He said he didn't connect it to my seeing him burn the paper & it stank (because he didn't do it).

Also, he said he had glanced into my room through the gap (I left my door ajar) & saw that my yellow lamp was off & candlelight was behind my door. He said he was quite relieved that I turned off the lamp because he was concerned about the electrical bill going up if I left it on the whole night. This lamp is old-style & not energy efficient.

I said what he saw was correct.  I had turned off the lamp assuming it was perhaps making me unable to sleep & I had lit the candles behind my door instead. Since he is so observant, then his memory is correct.

He said his mind was clear & he would remember if he had burnt paper in the hall. Also, the cleaning up of the tray after burning paper takes some effort. Definitely won't forget if he burnt something. He said therefore, his memory is not in question. 

Since there can be no explanation, I have to let it go. Another case that I have to let go, although this is the first time I have to blog about it. I can't just let it go without some record here.

Background information:  

Earlier in the day, he was "shooting" at the written paper/s stuck to a board on his pillow. He said "they" are in the paper. I said "burn it". He said he didn't want to as it would liberate them back into the air. He walked out of his room & slapped the sheets onto a box at the side along the hall & walked off while I watched him thinking that he should burn it otherwise these "things" will then linger in the hall.

Because of this, he suggested that because I had said "burn it", those "things" are showing me what I want to see.

Night.

I couldn't sleep at all even till 3.30am. Although I stopped typing (due to drowsiness) at about 1.30am & went to bed, I didn't sleep at all. Oddly my mind was sharp & clear in bed (I considered maybe it was the small amounts of coffee I drank in the daytime, although I did consider it was caused by those "things".).

Then I heard bro having nightmare in his bedroom at around that time. Two separate sounds of his voice in a boy's high-pitched tone when he's having nightmare. Earlier, he had been having trouble with his pillow & didn't manage to get rid of the "thing" that has been disturbing his sleep for many days already. So, I expected he would have a disturbed night. 

However, he hadn't been having nightmares for a long while since putting Black Tourmaline  on his bed. Some time ago, he had removed the Black Tourmaline.

He was snoring loudly despite his nightmare. So, I guessed he wasn't aware that he was having a nightmare. His door was completely closed (previous nights he left it ajar).

I said loudly, "Are you having a nightmare? You haven't had nightmares for a long time already. Put the Black Tourmaline back on your bed.".

I listened for a response. I was thinking of saying that if "it" continued disturbing my bro, I will step into the room. But I didn't say that since bro said it might give them power to be more "real".

Bro was still snoring. But he stopped making the nightmare sounds. So, I went back to my bed. But still couldn't sleep. At about 3.30am, I got up to eat some bread with soup. Then went back to lay in bed.

I had turned off my yellow lamp on my desk (afraid it would overheat & that it was keeping me awake even though previous nights I had slept fine with it & even 3 of such lights).  And lit a plate of candles instead behind my door (another plate of candles already earlier lit outside my door). 

The moment I lay down (my own door ajar), bro opened his door & came out. Shortly, he returned & closed his door. So I thought he was fine. Then I was able to sleep. So after that, whatever he did, I don't know.

He said he was disturbed by his pillow & started "shooting" the words on the paper/s while afraid that I might be awakened by the sound. Then later, he took the papers & burnt them in his room. There was little smell & he turned on his exhaust fan to suck out any remaining smell.

I said I did not know he did that as I had already fallen asleep by then.




Monday, 20 March 2017

Goodbye Oven Marvel @ Sunshine Plaza (Negative Review)


Mon March 20

Won't be buying anymore from this woman.  Rude since the first time I bought from the shop.  Rude & proud woman. Just because she sells out some chicken pies & curry puffs, she gets it to her head that her stuff are great.

The chicken pies & curry puffs are so-so only. Bro & I go there sometimes because there's nothing else to eat in that Sunshine Plaza area & it's convenient.

Today I asked for 2 chicken pies. Gave her $10 note. She looked at the slightly crumpled middle folded part of the note, tried straightening it & asked in Chinese, "Is this originally like this?".

I said it got squashed in my wallet.

She said in Chinese, "We have to protect our money.".

Immediately, I felt I didn't want to buy anymore.  Criticising my money. My money is little & precious. Consider yourself lucky I buy from you when your stuff isn't that great anyway.

She then gave me the change. But instead of putting the money in my hand, she put it onto the countertop. I had to pick the 4 ten cents coins one by one. 

I was thinking when I walked out the shop,  "protect our money"? You can't bring it along when you die. So what if all your dollar notes are straight? So small-minded. Offensive woman. I bet she offended other customers too.

The note was only slightly crumpled in the middle part. It's still $10.  Just because of some crumple, she criticizes my money. Very bad. Very tactless & stupid woman.

Bro was angry when I told him what happened. He said I should've taken back my money & thrown back her pies at her.  He said, "You should've said so earlier. If I knew what happened, I would have returned the pie.".  I had bought 1 of the pies for him but only told him what happened after he ate it.



Tuesday, 14 March 2017

Another Lousy Night with Paranormal Shit in our House

If you don't believe my experience in this post, just walk away. You are not the one having to deal with this problem every night. Any reader who thinks he/she is so smart, can come & solve these problems for us. I'm fed up of these shit.

I've no money to go to hotel room even for 1 night, let alone permanently. Bro says why should we surrender our house to these entities? This is our house. We fight.

It's been almost a month since 18 Feb & while we have more information from Bro's experiments on the ghosts/entities in our house, we have made little progress in getting rid of all of them.

Last night, bro was so tired, he roughly tested the bed with candle & said all clear. I didn't quite believe it.

Despite the risk, placed candles on my bed &  slept with it. My bed is those type like in the advertisement, can throw a bowling ball on one side & won't wake the other person on the other side. So the candles are safe & I'm a disciplined sleeper. 

Only mistake, the fan was on. Only morning then I realized. They are afraid of the heat from the candles. With the fan on, the heat is dissipated. No wonder they were still around disturbing my sleep.

Bedhead candle was flicking badly. I thought it was the fan. This fan is bladeless type so the wind is just fair. The other candles were burning steadily along the middle & foot of the bed.

When I rest my head on the pillows there, my cough is triggered. Keeps coughing until I sit up & move away. Suspect it's the bedhead.

So I put my head at the foot of the bed, resting on my stomach with face sideways on the cushion & still cough. I put my slab of Selenite on top of the cushion & rested my face again sideways on top of the Selenite & cough stopped.

So I tried again to sleep on my pillows. Put my Selenite slab on top of the pillows & my head resting on top of the Selenite. It worked. No coughing. But after that, started coughing again.

Returned to foot of bed position with face resting sideways on top of Selenite on cushion & this time, cough started.

Selenite is useless against ghosts.

This disturbance is despite the candles I placed on plates around me. As mentioned, I shouldn't have left the fan on.

I sat up in the middle part of the bed along the side (near the wall) & stopped coughing. My throat felt fine. But how to sleep down the width? My feet will be sticking out.

This morning was thinking those tealights are going to be expensive to buy for every night. These entities are really unlucky. Causing us to waste money on crap.

Muji tealights expensive.  But lasted 5 hours & 20 mins. I started them 2am & they finished at about 7.20am. Pretty long-lasting & steady burn. Really good quality made-in-Japan. But the flame isn't tall. 

No static disturbing my hair because the power was cut. But tonight is going to be hard without turning on the fan (for the candles to burn well with heat).  I left the fan on last night because it'll be warm without fan. Didn't know the heat from the candles is necessary to be useful against them.

So fed up.

Previous night was worse. A lot of static disturbance. And odd bruise up my thigh next morning. Odd wound near by stomach area.




Thursday, 9 March 2017

Pest Ghosts, EMF & Tagging with Smell


As mentioned in previous post, this is for my own record. Not for people who think that the universe is square because their own mind is square.

9:22am Fri 10 Mar

I just woke up. It's very strange. Ever since we unintentionally "tagged" the ghosts with insecticide (days of mosquito coil), we can smell them wherever they are.  We had wanted to get rid of them by smoking them out of the house.

They are very dependent on EMF from the main power cables, so bro cuts the power at night to the appliances that we don't need (example, washing machine).  It allows us to get a bit of sleep without much disturbance. They still disturb us during sleep when we are vulnerable but at least they don't gain power to be more active.

This morning when I woke, the air smelled "clean". All "quiet". No activity, as if the ghosts had left. They stay in my dad's room (master bedroom). No matter how much we throw away, clean up & air the place, the smell is still there. The whole room still reeks of the insecticide as if it's still burning.

We threw away almost all the furniture in the room. A week or more later, we can still smell it.

The oddest thing is that it can "draft" out of the room at any time even though the windows are shut inside.  Or as if the door of his room is open when actually it's closed. Sometimes, there would be no smell at all from under the open slit under the door.  And the smell appears around the house suddenly in different rooms at different areas or corners.  When the smell is noticed, it can disappear immediately (if it chooses to).

When I say "so smelly!", the smell retreats. 

In other words, the smell (the particles in the air carrying this smell) is sentient. Somehow, we had managed to "tag" the ghosts with the particles of the insecticide.

To put aside any excuse that the smell is from the leftover junk & floor, yesterday, I mopped the floor with detergent, washed the windows, wiped the door, scrubbed the bathroom in his room & threw out the rest of the junk. And still that smell remains. (We'll be throwing away the old $7000 bed that my dad wouldn't let me throw many years ago. He called this morning & gave permission for us to throw away.).

We have been keeping the door to that room closed since the "fumigation" a week or more ago.

This morning when I woke, as I mentioned, the air smelled "clean". No insecticide smell around. When I passed by dad's room, there was also no smell. A bit of "swimmy" feeling in the kitchen that built up a bit when I entered. I suspect some ghosts have hidden themselves in the enclosed cupboard under the kitchen sink.

After washing my face, I wanted to start the washing machine. Since bro had cut the power supply, I went to turn it back on at the mains in the living room.

The moment I did  & passed by the room to return to the kitchen, I could smell the smell wafting a bit out. So fast they woke to the EMF.

The kitchen started to give an even more "swimmy" feeling in my head. It's like a headache at my forehead. That's how I know they are out.  

I don't get that "headache" when I'm out of the house. And it disappears completely when I'm at the crystal shops or at a store that has a comforting, inviting feel ("good vibe) where I can stay &  relax & be at peace.

[These days, it's a treat to go there. Wish I live in that store. I spend some time there to take a break (recharge) before going "home". Oddly, bro does not feel anything from that store & his brain fog does not clear up while we are there.].

His brain fog and my "swimmy headache" are similar.  But I think it's on a different level because of our different minds. When mine clears up at a certain sound frequency (that we tested), his doesn't. And when his clears up at a different frequency, mine gets worse.

Last night, the smell kept staying in my room at a particular corner beside my laptop while I was typing. Kept disturbing me. Felt very drowsy, can't work on my writing. It's not normal because it will "disappear" briefly when I circle the area with Black Tourmaline. Other methods I tried didn't work.

I noticed the smell quite early actually. Around 9pm or 10pm. I was relaxing on my bed & there would be that insecticide smell coming from my pillow. When I noticed & tried to sniff it, it disappeared. Then it would suddenly be in the air briefly when I sat up before disappearing again. Then it hung around my laptop area. I checked outside the window & around & again it disappeared.

It was like this till past midnight. At about 1am onwards, it remained in the space on the left side of my laptop. When I bent down to check, I could smell it. Even till 2am, it was still bothering. And all the while, I was having this swimmy "headache" & drowsy feeling.

The drowsy feeling is a way of making me want to sleep even though I am still feeling awake & sharp-minded.  (When I sleep, it'll disturb the sleep cycle or the body because the sleep will be troubled while sleeping and I'll wake feeling like shit.).

I do not take any medication, any coffee or anything.  I'm cleaner in my habits than many people.

Finally, I tied a quartz crystal facing downwards on the middle of my forehead (lower down between the brows) & my mind cleared up like new.  Before this, I tried Selenite oval, Black Tourmaline & pyrite. They didn't work as well as the clear quartz arrow/spear.

When I face the quartz arrow pointing up, the effect is not as good as pointing down. No idea why.

I think the area that I covered is the 3rd Eye. I don't know if it's always been partially open or fully open, or we accidentally opened our 3rd Eye somehow. But I think we are noticing these spiritual problems because our 3rd Eye has opened.

Another odd thing: At first, I looked at the dirty floor that needed to be cleaned, so I didn't notice the wall. But when I finished scrubbing the floor of the master bedroom bathroom yesterday, I suddenly noticed that the white tiled wall above has a perfect brown arc across.

More inspection shows other streaks of brown on that wall. Previously, I detected with my dowsing rods that there were portals above the mirror & higher up the wall. The streaks match those areas indicated by my rods.

The color of the arc matches the ash or dust of the insecticide coil particles. The door also has this brown dust.

Assuming it's a lizard that scuttled across the tile, there should be streaks of moving feet & swaggering line. But the arc is very precisely smooth & uniform width. Perfect arc shape.  It starts out of nowhere on the wall (above the mirror edge where previously I had detected portal with the rods) and disappears into nowhere on the wall.

There are other streaks, same color towards and around the power cable hidden in the trunking higher up (didn't manage to aim the camera at the trunking part.).

I emphasize that these streaks or smears were not there before the fumigation. I know because I was using my dowsing rods & looking at every area for portals. The master bedroom bathroom had (or has) 3 portals.

I called bro into the room to take a look. He was intrigued.  I asked if there was any physical reason for that arc. It looks a lot like an orb ghost escaping from the thick smoke (that was done about a week or more ago).

The other streaks look like panicked fleeing to the portals and power cable in the trunking. During the "fumigation" we know the smoke drove a lot of them out because they came out of the room causing headaches etc... and they were measurable on the voltmeter.

The voltmeter has been tested to exclude ambient or artefact EMF readings.  Bro has now become seasoned at detecting when it is normal EMF and when it's something else.

After we looked at the arc on the tiled wall, I sprayed Mr Muscle (light bleach) on part of it. When I flushed it off with just water, that part of the  arc washed away. But when I tried scrubbing out the higher part of the arc (without the bleach), it couldn't be washed away.

Bro said it's like tyre skid marks on the road. Those marks cannot be removed because it has "burnt" into the material. Likewise, it seems this arc was done at high velocity & impact into the tiles. It couldn't be scrubbed out even with a coconut husk scouring brush (only a bit was washed off with harder scrubbing).

We will need a lab person to analyse the tile & the marks.  

Isn't it possible that grease marks that weren't visible before show up due to dust particles from the insecticide? If that's the case,  why aren't there streaks on the other walls of the bathroom?  Why are the streaks at the areas where my dowsing rods had earlier indicated portals?

Part of the arc that I didn't scrub out because it was high up on the wall, is still there. I have also left the other streaks without scrubbing since I can't reach them anyway. Just leaving them there as a record.

After trying to get it out (I decided to leave it there). Took a video of it.  Looks a bit dark because I didn't turn on the bathroom light.  The faded bottom part of the arc is where I sprayed the bleach & part of it was washed away. Even so, traces of the bottom section of the arc can still be seen.

Above the arc, there're very obvious straight lines up along the pipe. A lizard would not do that.  As mentioned above, I didn't manage to aim the camera at the cable trunking on the right side of the pipe where there are more streaks under it (I ended up aiming at the wall below it).

The wall is completely white tiles all the way to the top.

Bro said if this are really their trails, it means these ghosts are physical.  I'm not surprised.  The fact that they reek of the insecticide means the insecticide is of smaller particles that stuck onto the larger ghost orbs/particles. They can't get rid of the insecticide particles stuck onto them because they are static-charged.

If only we could tag them with fluorescent particles. Then with goggles, we can see them. Bro said seeing them is useless if we can't get rid of them.

So far, we found there's nothing spiritual about these spirits or ghosts. They are particles, amorphous like smoke with ancient or old-fashioned ways. Like vampires afraid  of garlic.

Science can defeat them easily if scientists put their minds to it. Bro says, "They don't do it because there is no money in it.".

I said, "Not only that. Their reputation is on the line. Their peers will look down on them, their research grants, their research journal publications, their credibility will go downhill.".

Bro said, "Michio Kaku said that in the past, you would be laughed at if you talked about string theory.".

I was thinking, string theory is now part of physics.