Writers seldom write for the sake of writing. We write to impress. An artist can doodle on a page but writers do not have an equivalent to a doodle. We don’t sit around and make up words using letters of the alphabet like ‘rhuoppouhr’ or ‘crandkn’. We can’t write doodles; when we write, we write to impress. When we writers write, we have something to say. We write what is on our minds, in our hearts, and in our souls. We write our thoughts, our feelings, our experiences. We write our hopes and dreams. And we write to impress others, … Continue reading The Most Important Person A Writer Needs To Impress
Paprika was just reading an adventure book. She read out the heroes’ prayer before entering the dragon’s lair. I asked her, “Why didn’t they just ask God to kill the dragon instead?” And we made up this dialogue between the heroes and God. “So, you guys go into the dragon’s lair and I’ll protect you, alright?” “Uh, you’re God, right? Why don’t you just go in and slay the dragon? ‘Cos you can’t die.” “No, it doesn’t work that way. You have to slay the dragon yourselves, but don’t worry, I’ll protect you. Still, I’m not going to lie; there’s … Continue reading God, You Go In And Kill The Dragon
“I deserve to be paid for my work,” said the writer. “My stories, my ideas and my writings need to be paid. Nay, they must be paid! I cannot live on fresh air and sunshine, you know! I have bills just like you.” Later, the writer went to get his hair cut. “The usual, please,” the writer told the barber as he headed to his favourite barber chair. As he sat on the chair, he saw the barber looking back at him with a look of hesitation through the mirror. The barber was looking at the hair on his head. … Continue reading “Pay Me For My Writing!” Shouted The Writer
You are going to laugh when I tell you that I used to have a list of things to ask of God when I go to heaven. Back when I was a Christian, I believed that people went to either heaven or hell when they died. I was, of course, going to heaven as promised to believers in the Bible. I was very active in church then. My Sundays were taken up with church, lunch fellowships, and youth groups. Every year, I was involved in children’s church presentations, Easter programmes, Christmas productions and more. These activities meant I did not … Continue reading I Love My Life More Now That I Don’t Believe in Heaven
Dear Paprika, Life is a funny thing. There are no rules, no handbook, no guide, no nothing. Yet, there are people who seem to be experts about it. Well, self-proclaimed experts, I say. When someone tells you, “Get married and settle down,” they are only giving you an advice based on the norm. It is something done by the majority of people for centuries, even millennia. What if you are not normal? What if you are special? For some people, I would say, they fit in the ‘normal’ mould. Getting married, working a secure job, raising children and mowing the … Continue reading Dear Paprika: Get Married and Settle Down? Phsaw!
This is a statement release by COG Sydney Church leaders against the sins and repentant Johann Melchizedek Peter Tan (JMP). What is strange to me is the COG Sydney Church leaders still addressing JMP as pastor even though it is clear he is no shepherd but a wolf in sheep’s clothing. “(Jesus said,) Beware of false prophets, which come to you in sheep’s clothing, but inwardly they are ravening wolves (Matt 7:15, King James Version) The purpose of this statement is not to discredit Pastor Johann as a person or his ministry, but to make clear, to all who it … Continue reading Copy of Statement by Cathedral Of Glory Sydney Church Leaders Against Johann Melchizedek Peter Tan
I just got a message from someone out of the blue. It was a surprise to hear from Axel (not his real name). I was shocked to hear what he told me. He told me that he had just left my old pastor’s new church; my old pastor who has a new name: Johann Melchizedek Peter Tan. About thirty years ago, Johann Melchizedek Peter (JMP) had started a church called Tabernacle of Glory (TOG) in Kuala Lumpur which I attended. He was exposed of having an affair with a young girl and fled to Australia. I thought that was the … Continue reading Wolf In Sheep’s Clothing: Johann Melchizedek Peter Tan. A Warning.
This story goes back to the days when I attended Tabernacle of Glory in the early 1990s. Today, Peter Tan calls himself Pastor Johann Melchizedek Peter Tan. Let’s leave his grandiose name for now and let me tell you the story of how he advertised for a maid for his family back then. As far as I can remember, his wife whom we called Sister Amy was to take care of their children. Their children, a boy and a girl, were around five years old then. While the daughter who was older could sit in Children’s Church by herself, the … Continue reading Ps Peter Tan’s Ridiculously Tiny Advert for a Maid
There is an experiment called Learned Helplessness. In this experiment, researchers prepared a big box. They put a dog in the box and gave it an electric shock. The dog could stop the electric shock by pressing a lever. These dogs learnt to help themselves by pressing the lever. Then, they had a second group of dogs. These dogs were given the same electric shocks but pressing the lever did nothing to stop it. Later, both groups of dogs were put into another big box. This time, when they received the electric shock, they could just escape it by jumping … Continue reading Why You Are In A Church Cult: You Are Trained To Be Helpless
Why do people join cults? I asked myself this question for many years after I stopped believing in God. Why do intelligent people fall prey to cults? You would think that doctors and professors would be able to spot cults from a mile away yet, you can find many intellectuals in cults. And if intellectual people fall prey to cults, then those who a lowly educated have no hope! I would like to talk about another reason why people fall prey to cults. I already covered some reasons in my previous blog post. This one is the Milgram Experiment. This … Continue reading Why You Are In A Church Cult: You Want To Obey