Dear friends and enemies, both foreign and domestic.
I have not written my weekly rants here for some time, so do not read on
if you do not want a doseful of the unending version of some Freudian
self-serving ego. Particularly those who gets a monthly paycheck to say
"I love what my boss ask me to love". :)
To me Open Source has always been about me, and me, and me. (You can
read the same line to youself so do not let the authorship here fools
you. It is called connotative literature dummy). It is because it is
what self-reflection scribbling ability that the Creator has given on
this Saturday dark morning in a bland countryside farm. I did not ask to
be born a slave but am here to make sense of a seemingly cruel
capitalistic patented world but heh, there is a choice. There is a God.
I, like everyone of you, prefer not to work like a rat where in the end,
i ended up old, awaiting pensionless death and leaving no legacy but
some mugs that says, "I love my cubicle", "My cubicle seems larger" when
you can right now, right here take this path and ride out into the
Saharan Desert or the jungles of Cambodia and give your Karma given life
a real taste of Darwinian truth.
Yes, Open Source should have been called Freedom Software but heh, it is
also free lunch and the trolls downloaded my works without paying. But
heh, Karma is kind, and i do get free trips after wild fame trips in
return. Somehow the damsels from other lands are blonder and bluer in
their eyes and they seem to look at me the prefered other way (of been
exotic and asian).
The Web has exacerberated your life in all proportions and sticking to a
proprietary mouthful won't last your lunch break. Give youself a real
break. Take the plunge. Quit your pathetic day job too. Learn up some
real-men-only Java like Azrul and me do. Come to some fest around the
corner. You open up your Linux. I open up my Mac. You show me your
magic. I show you my magic. Do not show others' magic. Do not be a
consumer like some MacDonalds soft drink refiller.
This path often opens up doors and often empty rooms. Yep, i have to
live on a farm. Yep, i lost my fishing pond to some greedy landfill.
Only lalang and fresh air. I ended up poorer only in my pockets but not
in my hearts of hearts. Yep, i have a wife and four kids to feed. But we
are happy. Gone through life at every bend offered, and every cliff
taken. I made my own follies. I paid my own price. I have reached the
furthest corners of men's eyes. I have learnt lessons no degrees can
bind. I have seen many sides no coin can decide. I have felt ecstasy and
made history. I am alive.
I will continue this life and at the end of it I can truly say what not
many men can say: "I did it. My way". And that way means having
something you truly own. No matter if its a wiki page or an inner class.
Peace!
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