<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503161461638914409</id><updated>2011-07-29T15:33:41.652+08:00</updated><category term='grumpy =/'/><category term='think LOUD'/><category term='precious experience'/><category term='Just a thought'/><title type='text'>Try and try to live like JC</title><subtitle type='html'>think out LOUD</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acttough.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503161461638914409/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acttough.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Koh Tuan Hong, Manson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16991934584964902676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>6</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503161461638914409.post-3764006517089312117</id><published>2009-06-17T17:42:00.028+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T21:59:44.556+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='precious experience'/><title type='text'>Silent...</title><content type='html'>uh, been a while since i last blog-ed. I've been too occupied by various projects and perhaps.. laziness?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Past few weeks, things has been quite chaotic for me. I've been stressed out easily, get distracted easily, wondering and doubt easily. I not sure why, seems like I cant exactly get hold of my emotionS.&lt;br /&gt;Until recently, I just realized that I was too furious on the challenges that being thrown to me. One by one seems to be harder to deal with, and challenges me down to my very own identity. I asked God and myself 'what am I?', 'what am I doing?', 'why do I felt judged most of the time?'. Same few questions going round and round in me, and guess what? I got NO ANSWER for a long time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God was silent, but He spoke in silent.&lt;br /&gt;Haa.. is weird, but thats how I hear Him says 'Dont be afraid! Whatever challenges you facing now, you can handle it. I, will not let you be in to a place that is beyond you. Trust in Me.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In silent, word was born, and word is born from listening to silent.&lt;br /&gt;-son of man-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503161461638914409-3764006517089312117?l=acttough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acttough.blogspot.com/feeds/3764006517089312117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4503161461638914409&amp;postID=3764006517089312117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503161461638914409/posts/default/3764006517089312117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503161461638914409/posts/default/3764006517089312117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acttough.blogspot.com/2009/06/silent.html' title='Silent...'/><author><name>Koh Tuan Hong, Manson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16991934584964902676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503161461638914409.post-569017631203920527</id><published>2009-02-22T01:30:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T17:51:37.254+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='think LOUD'/><title type='text'>Trench within my heart</title><content type='html'>Staring out through the frame, trying to be okay&lt;br /&gt;but deep down my heart seems to be lack of definition&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't grab hold of my senses, and my consciousness&lt;br /&gt;it doesn't make any sense, no, it does not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now back to a familiar place, hearing stories without my foot prints&lt;br /&gt;I realized how much I missed, perhaps leaving a mark is not enough for me&lt;br /&gt;what can I do when I want both hands with me?&lt;br /&gt;there's no solution without sacrificing one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tasted tip of the mountain, witnessed glimpses of happiness&lt;br /&gt;leaving one seems to be harder than I thought&lt;br /&gt;I want to have both of the world but is impossible&lt;br /&gt;how far is paradise?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chasing dreams is what I wanted, but sacrifice is not&lt;br /&gt;Choosing icing on the cake or just cake?&lt;br /&gt;Living dreams or living life?&lt;br /&gt;I just left confused.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503161461638914409-569017631203920527?l=acttough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acttough.blogspot.com/feeds/569017631203920527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4503161461638914409&amp;postID=569017631203920527' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503161461638914409/posts/default/569017631203920527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503161461638914409/posts/default/569017631203920527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acttough.blogspot.com/2009/02/trench-within-my-heart.html' title='Trench within my heart'/><author><name>Koh Tuan Hong, Manson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16991934584964902676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503161461638914409.post-1351729429538855265</id><published>2009-01-03T01:51:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T10:34:46.284+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='precious experience'/><title type='text'>As pure as Gold; white as angel</title><content type='html'>A father, holding his child with his hands,&lt;br /&gt;gentle hands filled with warm and care,&lt;br /&gt;unceasing love and affirmation,&lt;br /&gt;is a place where they both called home;&lt;br /&gt;an inner place where they can smile freely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 08, I was humbled by God who place 2 beautiful young lady into my life in the same time, and in the same time they both impacted me a with great lesson on "Childlike faith".&lt;br /&gt;They ask for suffering coz they are afraid they might forget about God, they ask God to provide for what seems the most insignificant thing. Every time i hear them share about their faith, my heart just wept, not because of their faith but because they reflect how little faith i have in Him.&lt;br /&gt;I pray ONLY when I'm weak, but they pray even when they are strong; I ask coz i cant do it, they ask even they knew they can do it with their own strength. The simplest acknowledgement of God's involvement in their life shows a great dept of their faith, and the closeness with DADDY.&lt;br /&gt;It was painful because they reflected my sins, and I'm witnessing it 'LIVE'! They are just like a mirror exposing my nakedness. But I'm grateful for the reminder that I'm a sinner, and He has already clothe me with His mercy and crown me with His glory. How can it be that You love me this way? Amazing grace....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indeed, learning this lesson wasn't a coincident. God just place them in stretagic places where I am close too, 2 very different place, Singapore and Malaysia(Can you imagine I feel so naked wherever I go?), yet they shared many similar character and personality, but most importantly they share a childlike faith that is as pure as a Gold; white as angel.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you angels =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503161461638914409-1351729429538855265?l=acttough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acttough.blogspot.com/feeds/1351729429538855265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4503161461638914409&amp;postID=1351729429538855265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503161461638914409/posts/default/1351729429538855265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503161461638914409/posts/default/1351729429538855265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acttough.blogspot.com/2009/01/as-pure-as-gold-white-as-angel.html' title='As pure as Gold; white as angel'/><author><name>Koh Tuan Hong, Manson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16991934584964902676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503161461638914409.post-7001676817198138340</id><published>2008-10-30T23:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T19:17:27.172+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just a thought'/><title type='text'>illusionist...</title><content type='html'>Recently i heard too much of 'forget about it', 'don't think so much', blah blah blah...&lt;br /&gt;I think, it really causes me to wonder why we said that so often, especially dealing with our own wounds.&lt;br /&gt;Like it or not, sometime the hurts and pains is what we really need to deal with, I know facing them seems like a bad idea coz it cost TOO much!? Many, including myself have chosen an easy way out which is what I always tell myself 'forget about it', 'don't think too much', and believing in illusions of 'I'm fine' movement. Haha.. Act tough?&lt;br /&gt;I guess those illusions are just like the economy today, where illusion is being treated as truth, this ticking bomb will soon be a disaster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No man can ever live on illusion where there's no solid foundation; can you walk on the cloud that seems like a floor?&lt;br /&gt;I guess the feel of emptiness has a lot got to do with our inner world haunted with illusions.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503161461638914409-7001676817198138340?l=acttough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acttough.blogspot.com/feeds/7001676817198138340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4503161461638914409&amp;postID=7001676817198138340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503161461638914409/posts/default/7001676817198138340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503161461638914409/posts/default/7001676817198138340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acttough.blogspot.com/2008/10/illusionist.html' title='illusionist...'/><author><name>Koh Tuan Hong, Manson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16991934584964902676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503161461638914409.post-7121351799998159837</id><published>2008-09-09T22:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T00:25:04.379+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just a thought'/><title type='text'>Human.. how interesting..</title><content type='html'>Human, such an interesting being that God created.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes they are the best to be with; sometimes they are the source of hell to your life.&lt;br /&gt;How interesting...&lt;br /&gt;They changes so quick that I cant even figure out. Skillful responses that changes from 0 - 180 within a split second is what they are capable of.&lt;br /&gt;How interesting...&lt;br /&gt;The ex-Planetshaker's pastor incident got me to realize of how capable we're to put on a performance that is completely differ from our soul. We have gotten so skillful with making empty words sound prophetic and inspiring.&lt;br /&gt;How interesting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps human have gotten so smart to 'convince' people that, they have, but they don't. What's next to the world could be gospel rallies from any sales men.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503161461638914409-7121351799998159837?l=acttough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acttough.blogspot.com/feeds/7121351799998159837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4503161461638914409&amp;postID=7121351799998159837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503161461638914409/posts/default/7121351799998159837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503161461638914409/posts/default/7121351799998159837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acttough.blogspot.com/2008/09/human-how-interesting.html' title='Human.. how interesting..'/><author><name>Koh Tuan Hong, Manson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16991934584964902676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503161461638914409.post-7489701508410858835</id><published>2008-09-05T02:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T19:50:15.779+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grumpy =/'/><title type='text'>freak-tion</title><content type='html'>as much as I try to do, think, analyze, plan... basically anything to complicate my life, I would ended up in a mists. No matter how hard i try, suffocation seems to be my loyal friend. Complexity is the way of living?&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps people are attracted by a person with high level of complexity within. People will give themselves in, just to figure out the complication of complexity.&lt;br /&gt;People gets bored easily when i reveal too much of my self to them WITHOUT them spending much time and efforts. I hate it. The tag of 'boring guy' is so annoying, just like stabbed me with a knife.&lt;br /&gt;I wish i'm moving, but i go nowhere...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiyoh... emo lah...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503161461638914409-7489701508410858835?l=acttough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acttough.blogspot.com/feeds/7489701508410858835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4503161461638914409&amp;postID=7489701508410858835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503161461638914409/posts/default/7489701508410858835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503161461638914409/posts/default/7489701508410858835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acttough.blogspot.com/2008/09/freak-tion.html' title='freak-tion'/><author><name>Koh Tuan Hong, Manson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16991934584964902676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
