12 Storeys
This has no reference to the eric khoo artistic local movie in 1997, but instead, to the successful tragic suicide attempt that took place in Tampines recently. Ironically, the movie version also had a man committing suicide in the opening scenes from the 12th floor.... that is essentially where the similarities end.. one is reel and the other is real.... reading through the Newpaper version when i got home... i felt.. a sad... disturbance evolving inside....
The massive life truncation of the family of four was shocking news on the monday evening television... monday blues you say ?... the head of the family jumped to his death; while the police were trying to establish contact with his family, they found them dead on the same day in their homes..mother weechyelian, son and daughter side by side...jonathan and jeena were only 12 and 4 years of age respectively... what the f**k was simon lee thinking about...
Nothing saddens me more than the death of young innocent children who had their life journeys abruptly cut short by the selfish doings of the so called rational-thinking adult... they say that simon was in debt..and so what the f**k does that have to do with the children ? am i in anger?? yes i am but with whom i don't know.... God or simon...simon or God... you tell me..... did our very good God lose a bet with the devil.."no. 666.... you take this family".. i am pretty damn sure it was a very difficult choice.. "let My will be done" i hear You say.. dare i question more ?...
And what kind of shit brains have we here at the New Paper crew !??!? did you see the illustration they used ?!? a purple barney toy painstakenly merged with that of 2 shoes pointing towards the sky (presumably signalling death) and a fucking caption that read "Little Sheena died with her favourite toy". I always thought these clowns had the smartest, wittiest copy writters around since their sales depended on the punch lines but this is utterly insensitive crap at its worst.. does the New Paper for a fucking moment, seriously think that we cared about the freaking barney !?!? a death is a die, do we want to know what toys partook in this event !?! Some respect should be accorded where necessary.. unfortunately common sense took a back seat today.
Botak Chin definition
Suicide [su-i-cide]
An ill-taken action by an individual or individuals which typically achieves temporary emotional and physical relief without the need to bear responbility for the aftermath.
Sadness is engulfed by Anger
posted by Botak Chin @ 10:56 PM
1 Comments:
Dear bro..
I'm sorry but this will be a long one..
questions that will never be answered until we meet the Man Himself will include "Where was He during the tsunami?" and "What was He thinking when He allowed the suicide attempt of so-and-so?"..
Just as He does not control our actions, He does not control over others' actions. You should know.. we all have the freedom of action and will, and we all choose to do one or another action.
Who made what decision that led to what action that caused grief to another.. where's God in this equation? He's only around if someone in this equation asked Him something. He did not make us mindless blind zealous worshippers (sometimes I question the wisdom of giving us 'intelligence') but He allowed us the right to choose. This, from the Man who made the Universe, if you believe the bible.
None of us will know what went through the minds of Simon and his family, nor those of the red-string deaths (sometimes last year, a woman committed suicide, and her 2 young children were tied to her, wrist to wrist with red strings), nor that of the depressed LTA engineer, nor those of anyone who caused 'illogical' death to anyone... Why did they do it? will a reason be good enough to compensate the shock that we get?
But how long can this fickle minded public remember them? We are all but hypocrites, everyone of us.
Sometimes I think.. it may be kinder to have taken away the children.. for they are special in God's eyes.. perhaps they are having a much better life up there now..
It's all a belief, all a gamble.. and you choose your odds.. From what He has done in my life, I know which end I'm trying to lean towards.
The bible has many passages to deal with things that cause people to think about suicide. Anger, Poverty, a broken spirit, grief.. If one could just look inside.. turn to Him for strength.. Perhaps many things wouldn't happen. Funny how in times of good we don't point to Him for credit.. but only when we find no one to sufficiently blame for. Is the blaming the subconscious effort to believe in someone?
Remember Job.. God allowed the devil to test him, but He kept Job close to His heart. He never failed Job.. God doesn't 'give away' His children like that! If a loving human father could not give his children away as pawn, how much a loving Father from heaven? [Luke 11:11~13]
Perhaps if we all took more effort to know and help the people around us.. ask not what they can do for us but what we can do for them.. not easy, but it may be a better world in the future.. at least those we've helped have benefitted.
If we have all been honest with our spouses, stern but loving with the children, open with our friends, soul-baring to our family..
God treats every soul as His own, even the numbers of hair on our head are numbered. Every hug of comfort is customised, and every obstacle is engineered to grow us.. If He could not bear to cause the death of His betraying disciple (Judas got guilty and committed suicide, Jesus could have told the disciples he was the betrayer and held him back so he could not betray Him), how could He have not grieved over these deaths? I can only pray that they are better off now.
I guess only the Lord knows.
Pray, brother, pray.
Luke 15:10~32 (Parable of Lost Son)
Almighty God, the great I am
Immovable rock, omnipotent, powerful, awesome Lord
Victorious Warrior, commanding King of Kings
Mighty Conqueror, and the only time
The only time I ever saw Him run
is when He ran to me, took me in His arms
held my head to His chest, said "my son's come home again"
looked at my face, wiped the tears from my eyes
with forgiveness in His voice he said "son, do you know I still love you?"
it caught me by surprise, brought me to my knees when God ran
the day I left home, I knew I had broken His heart
I wondered then if things could ever be the same
then one night, I remembered His love for me
and down that dusty road ahead I could see
and the only time, the only time I ever saw Him run
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