Raymond Chua’s Blog

After leaving my house for 2 weeks, I come back finally. Some things have changed while some still remain the same.

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First, is my corn plant. The seedling has sprout from the seed finally.

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Next is the flowers in my garden. They bloom. How beautiful. Lots of grass and weeds grow at the same time. Gotta get rid of them.

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Then, my lotus plant. It’s been flowering while I was away. When I come back, it left the seeds for me to see only.

When I go to the back of my house to visit my guppies, oh my god, so dirty as it is exposed to the morning sun everyday. That’s why the algae grow rapidly.

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Luckily my goldfish tank still clean as usual because it has a filter and UV light system to kill the algae.

Oh gosh, my potato leaves has grown into the drain. Nevermind lah, it’s for my tortoises to eat anyway.

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The potato leaves finally become the food of my tortoises. It’s a part of the food chain.

And finally, the mini water fountain in my house still remain the same.

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Well, that all I get when I reach home. Home sweet home, I finally back to my fish, tortoises and all my plants.

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Warmly,

Raymond

www.green-rectangle.com

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Huh…..today, I’m totally broke. This morning after paying my room rental in Batu Pahat, only I came to realize that I only left few ringgit in my wallet. Now I’m going for my lunch and the needle in my petrol meter is near empty and I need to drive back to JB.

I quickly drove to the nearest bank to withdraw some money. Guess what! There is no money left in my bank. Oh Gosh! I’ve spend everything in The World Internet Summit. I’ve also charged all my cards, Master, Visa, Amex….all full.

Which means that I could not charge my card for petrol anymore. Help!!! How am I gonna back to JB. My life is now in a mess. I have to fork out some small change in my car for my lunch and I don’t dare to think about the petrol first. I’m now typing this blog from a restaurant (with internet connection) where I’m taking my lunch now and I don’t even dare to order a drink. Hopefully I’ll get some tuition fees after this.  At least it can buy me some petrol to go home.

What a great experience. I have not experienced this since 2000 (much worse, the worst in my whole entire life). The good thing is that it accelerates me even more to achieve my dream and to success in my internet business. I don’t want my life to be the same again. People like me deserve a better life. I tell you what, I’ll prove to you that my determination is more than enough to change my whole entire life. Just watch.

Action Plan: Clear all my debt once I reach JB.

Deadline: 30 November 2006

I CAN do it and I WILL do it.

- Raymond

Hi readers,

I have just back from the “World Internet Summit” event. It was such a great event. Let’s check out who I met, photos taken and many more. Go to http://www.green-rectangle.com/wis/ 

to find out more about the event.

Ops, before I forget, remember to post your comment!

Warmly,

Raymond

www.green-rectangle.com 

Early in the morning, I went to Taman Universiti, JB to repair my car. I reached there at around 9.30 a.m. I wondered why the workshop was still closed. I actually have an appointment with the owner of the workshop at this hour. So, I called him to find out. He said he’s now taking breakfast at the nearby coffee shop and ask me to join him and his wife. I then went to meet him there.

There they are. I found them there but they looked dull. I asked them what had happened. His wife told me that he had a chest pain since last night. The pain was terrible for the whole night and when they went to see a doctor this morning, the doctor has his body checked up. The doctor said that there is some problem with his heart and asked him to go to specialist within 3 days.

He was bursting in tears while he was telling me this. I felt so sorry for him. I was shocked actually. I didn’t know how to respond? I couldn’t imagine that a man who look like a gangster and a hero to me, scolding and cursing people day in and day out will end up this way.

Who won’t feel sad if you know that your time has come? I know that he was worrying for his family. His son, his daughter, his wife. I can see that he is a responsible man.

While he was taking his medicine given by the doctor from the clinic this morning, he said to me,"These (the pills) are the rewards for being a mechanic."

He said that perhaps he couldn’t fix my car today. Oh my god, he is still thinking of my car at this time! I said no problem of course. I adviced him to go back and take some rest and offered to give him a ride to the hospital if he wants.

Actually, I’m quite concern about my car. I need to have my car fixed as soon as possible because I need to go to KL for an important seminar on this coming Thursday and today is already Tuesday. I want to make sure that the car is working properly along the way. I don’t want it to break down in the middle of my journey.

Yesterday he told me that he needs 1 day to fix my car (actually there are quite a lot of problems with my car lately) because a lot of parts need to be replaced such as brakes discs, clutch, viper…etc. BUT today, I only learn that he got serious problem with his heart. Gosh, I was in dilemma.

Luckily, I managed to put away my selfish thought. I comforted him and assured him that everything will be fine. I told him to forgot about the cars first. I can always go to other workshop to repair my car. I asked him to recommend a workshop for me. He agreed but didn’t give me any contact. He just said allright.

After breakfast, I offered to send him to hospital again. His answer was NO NO. He insisted to fix all the cars in his workshop first including mine because he felt the responsibility on his shoulder. He said, he already promised those customers and he must deliver what he said.

Since his wife also couldn’t stop him from continuing his work, who am I to stop him? I just let him fix my car but I reminded him to be careful with his work and take a rest if he really feel the pain.

I borrowed his motorcycle and rode back home to continue with my internet marketing work. to make long story short, after he fixed my car, he called me to get my car. I went there, test my car, feel good and pay the money. It was RM503. I was a little bit shocked by the amount but after his wife itemised them, I feel that the price is reasonable.

He buy me a dinner before I left. After dinner, he go to the hospital for further check up.

Let’s pray that he’ll get well soon. May god bless him, my blog readers and me, myself.

LESSON of the day: Appreciate your health. Bad health can turn a hero into a mouse. Enjoy your life while you’re still alive because you’ll never know what will happen tomorrow. A ’sick’ car is better than a sick man.

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To your healthy life,

Raymond

www.green-rectangle.com

Hi readers,

You probably had the glimmer of a dream when you were a
youngster, but this was soon knocked out of you. Your
parents undoubtedly called your dream unrealistic.

Then, to the sound of a points-lever being pulled, they
suggested to you that you get a ‘practical’ education
in order that you might follow your dream at a later
date. I am not implying any malevolence here, you need
to remember that your parents, and all preceding
generations did not have the luxury of fancy life
planning.

The name of their game was survival. To survive you
needed money. To get money you needed a good job. To
get a good job you needed a good education. They pulled
those levers on you for the best of intentions, but the
result was a disaster for your fledgling ambitions.

This message was reinforced by teachers, friends and
careers advisers, until by the time you left full-time
education you were almost certainly way off the main
line and heading fast down some insignificant branch
line.

Throughout these years, you learned the trick of
suppressing your dream. You simply could not maintain
this dream in the face of such ordered opposition and
so you buried it in a secret place within you.

Then the pace of life started really to heat up, and
problems started to come at you like a pack of hungry
jackals. No time for fancy, childish dreams now. All of
your energies were involved, and probably still are
involved, in fighting off the pack of slavering dogs.
Dreams are… well, for dreamers. There is a life to be
lived, food to put on the table, a mortgage to be paid
and other people to worry about.

If you really really really want to change this, you can choose to go to www.green-rectangle.com/prepaid or forget about it and continue reading.

If you even remember your dream, you probably fool
yourself into thinking you’ll pick it up later, when
the family has grown up, when you are retired. Some
time. The tragedy here is that most people’s dreams
become so deeply buried they not only forget what they
are, but even forget that they had a dream in the first
place. Certainly, few people can put a name to their
dream. Instead, they sit in the sidings, rusting away,
perhaps (if this is not pushing the railway analogy too
far) hoping that some bright, gleaming locomotive will
arrive one day to pull them to safety.

Is it any wonder that they are depressed?

I want to make another important observation at this
point.

To be fair, I do not think that we are well equipped to
get in contact with our dreams and to plan a
glittering, fulfilling and exciting life for ourselves.
Man has only existed for around one million years,
perhaps two million at the absolute maximum. For 99.9%
of that time, we lived short, brutish lives which were
wholly obsessed with creating sufficient food, water
and shelter for our basic survival. Few people lived
beyond 35 years old. I strongly suspect that life
planning was not an issue which occupied the thoughts
of men and women prior to a few hundred years ago.

Even the wealthy had few choices. The son of a rich
family joined the army, became a priest, or took over
the running of the family business. In general, he was
not full of angst regarding his special purpose on the
planet. Such thinking is a luxury, brought about by
material wealth and the increase in health and hygiene.
We live longer. We are all richer. We have the luxury
of being able to consider our true purpose and we have
the leisure time to be unhappy if we do not fulfill
that purpose.

Here’s the link again in case you miss it just now

www.green-rectangle.com/prepaid

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Warmly,

Raymond

www.green-rectangle.com

     A young man was getting ready to graduate college. For many months he had admired a beautiful sports car in a dealer’s showroom, and knowing his father could well afford it, he told him that was all he wanted.

     As Graduation Day approached, the young man awaited signs that his father had purchased the car. Finally, on the morning of his graduation his father called him into his private study.

     His father told him how proud he was to have such a fine son, and told him how much he loved him. He handed his son a beautiful wrapped gift box. Curious, but somewhat disappointed the young man opened the box and found a lovely, leather-bound Bible.

     Angrily, he raised his voice at his father and said, "With all your money you give me a Bible?" and stormed out of the house, leaving the holy book. He never contacted his father again for long long time.

     Many years passed and the young man was very successful in business. He had a beautiful home and wonderful family, but realized his father was very old, and thought perhaps he should go to him. He had not seen him since that graduation day.

     Before he could make arrangements, he received a telegram telling him his father had passed away, and willed all of his possessions to his son. He needed to come home immediately and take care things. When he arrived at his father’s house, sudden sadness and regret filled his heart. He began to search his father’s important papers and saw the still new Bible, just as he had left it years ago.

     With tears, he opened the Bible and began to turn the pages. As he Read those words, a car key dropped from an envelope taped behind the Bible. It had a tag with the dealer’s name, the same dealer who had the sports car he had desired. On the tag was the date of his graduation, and the words …PAID IN FULL.

How many times do we miss GOD blessings because they are not packaged as we expected?

Appreciate what’s around you. You may discover that you actually own more than what you have thought.

I appreciate my health, youth, freedom and life. What about you?

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Warmly,

Raymond

www.green-rectangle.com

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(Assume you are a girl if you are a boy)

It’s your first time.
As you lie back your muscles tighten.
You put him off for a while searching for an excuse, but he refuses to be swayed as he approaches you.
He asks if you’re afraid and you shake your head bravely.
He has had more experience, but it’s the first time his finger has found the right place.
He probes deeply and you shiver; your body tenses; but he’s gentle like he promised he’d be. He looks deeply within your eyes and tells you to trust him - he’s done this many times before.
His cool smile relaxes you and you open wider to give him more room for an easy entrance.
You begin to plead and beg him to hurry, but he slowly takes his time, wanting to cause you as little pain as possible.
As he presses closer,going deeper, you feel the tissue give way; pain surges throughout your body and you feel the slight trickle of blood as he continues.
He looks at you concerned and asks you if it’s too painful.
Your eyes are filled with tears but you shake your head and nod for him to go on.
He begins going in and out with skill but you are now too numb to feel him within you.
After a few moments, you feel something bursting within you and he pulls it out of you, you lay panting, glad to have it over.
He looks at you and smiling warmly, tells you, with a chuckle; that you have been his most stubborn yet most rewarding experience.
You smile and thank your dentist.
After all,it was your first time to have a tooth pulled.

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Cheers,

Raymond

www.green-rectangle.com

Dear my blog readers,

I now want to share with you an amazingly powerful
method of helping you to realize what your dream job
might be. I am indebted to Barbara Sher author of "I
Could Do Anything If Only I Knew What It Was" for this
idea.

Before I explain this exercise, I want to give you an
example of a technique which has some merit, but is not
very effective. This is the sort of technique you’ll
read about in books on life-planning, and I find it
very unsatisfactory.

Take a sheet of paper (yes, you can start groaning).
On the top of the paper write the words ‘My Job From
Heaven.’ Underneath this, write out exactly what the
title implies.

This is fantasy time, so let your imagination run riot.
You can design your own perfect fantasy job. Where will
you work? Who will you work with? In what sort of
environment? Doing what? What hours will you work? What
salary will you be paid? Is it a manual job? A creative
job? Just put down anything you can think of which
would make your working day blissful.

What do you think of that for an exercise?

Okay, it has its merits, but if you actually try to
complete this exercise you’ll find it fairly difficult.

The reason is that the second you try to fantasize
about your ideal job, negative thoughts and
conditioning crowd your mind, effectively saying to
you: "Don’t be silly! You can’t have that! That would
be impossible. That’s asking too much."

Now, and I hope you’re ready for this…take another
blank sheet of paper and on the top of it write: ‘My
Job From Hell.’

I want you to fill that sheet of paper with a detailed
description of your total job from hell. Describe the
nightmarish work environment, write in detail about the
crummy people you’ll be working with, and the awful
tasks you’ll be performing. I can guarantee that you
will hardly be able to stop writing. You will take a
ghoulish glee in putting down every awful detail.
You’ll run out of paper and ink long before you run out
of ghastly details of that job.

This exercise gives you a fantastic opportunity to
glimpse your creative potential when you are not
running hard against the brakes of the subconscious
mind.

Please do this exercise, and don’t only read about it.
You’ll be quite stunned by its effect.

The next part of this exercise is to take your Job From
Hell and write the exact opposite of everything you
have put down.

For example if you have written "I work in a dark,
noisy, fume-filled factory, with loud pop music blaring
all day over speakers," you need to rewrite this as
follows: "I work in a light, quiet airy office."
Another example should suffice. If you wrote "Each day
is identical to the last, I produce an endless stream
of identical widgets, and never receive any praise or
thanks for my work," you need to rewrite this as
follows: "Each day I work on something different, no
two projects are the same and I receive a huge amount
of praise, admiration and respect for my work."

Get the idea?

What you are doing is using the ‘Job From Hell’ as a
method of bypassing the subconscious mind. Effectively,
you are finding out what you don’t want, and reversing
it to produce your Job From Heaven.

When I sat down and used this technique, I was quite
surprised by the results. I found out things about
myself which I had not been aware of before.

Reading through my completed Job From Heaven (produced
by reversing my Job From Hell) I felt a thrill of
excitement running through me. Yes, this was exactly
what I wanted to be doing.

Try it yourself - you will be surprised!

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Warmly,

Raymond

www.green-rectangle.com/prepaid

There is a very real possibility that everything you and I have been taught about how to earn money is so far from the truth that it’s almost comical.

Earning money has nothing to do with age, formal education, gender or geography. It has nothing to do with past experience or your formal years of education or your level of intellect.

There are individuals who are functionally illiterate who have become multimillionaires, while there are others who are absolutely brilliant and they are broke. Virtually anyone can be taught how to earn millions of dollars and yet the sad truth is that 97 out of every 100 people are born, live their entire lives, and die without ever learning how to earn money. To perpetuate this ridiculous problem, their ignorance is passed along from one generation to the next.

Our school system has been designed as an environment to enlighten young minds, to replace ignorance with understanding and ultimately improve the quality of life. And though our educational system has obviously been successful in many areas, it has woefully neglected one important subject, ”How to Earn Money.”

A lack of understanding in this area is the cause of numerous unwanted and unnecessary problems, since money is the medium of exchange that is used worldwide for other people’s products and services.

The Real Source of Wealth

There has always been a small, select group, approximately 3% of our population, who clearly understand that prosperity consciousness is the primary cause of wealth and their prosperity consciousness, like ignorance, is also passed down from one generation to the next.

Let’s look at ”money.” What is it?

Money is a reward you receive for the service you render. The more valuable the service, the greater the reward. Thinking of ways we can be of greater service will not only help us earn more money, it will also enable us to grow intellectually and spiritually.

Money is an Idea

The paper you fold and place in your purse or pocket is not money. It is paper with ink on it. It represents money, but it is not money. Money is an idea. The earning of money has nothing to do with the paper stuff, it has to do with consciousness.

To accumulate wealth, a person must become very comfortable with the idea of money. That may sound strange, however most people are not comfortable with the idea of money, which is why they do not have any. The cause of poverty is poverty consciousness. A poverty consciousness will cause a person to see, hear, think and feel … lack and limitation.

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Warmly,

Raymond

www.green-rectangle.com/prepaid

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or

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Warmly,

Raymond