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Ghost Particle Project Email

Now this is cool, way damn cool! I have a few spare emails... it will read yourname@ghostparticle.com ...so if you want it...buzz me!

End Times

Last night
I was awake
unable to move
lost in infinite
sojourns

I found salvation
among the galaxies
my home
in the remnants
ofthe ancient universe

traveling through
space
I gathered
no signs of life
for all have been
annihilated
by immortal time

Are wetruly
alone?

-gp-2006-

MIT Hacks

There are many aspects of university life that captures our imagination, that propels our identity and makes us belong to some invisible but magnanimous fraternity. Often experience and dreaded would be hazing or the ragging experience which doesn't seem to die out. But more than that, there are many special moments and events that deserves recognition.

MIT has a fine tradition of 'ethical' hacking. Yes, hack is ethical, and to go by definition its not the same with cracking which is when someone 'hacks' or breaks into systems. MIT hacks are a world famous tradition to say the least, while its pranks can be really elaborate and seems mindless to the person on the streets, it has well inserted messages.

I often wondered why we never have this kind of positive tradition in this part of the world, the celebration of minds. University and colleges are institutions where our minds roam free, when we are open minded enough to understand the mundane vagaries of life and tak…

Mirrors of Fire

Stars

Melancholy is everything that the rain brought. Clandestine memories from days where the sun witnessed love and passion never experienced. The youthful years guided and build lives along the shores of the island where they stood witnessing the stars sail past a memory. Something that remained there for eternity always caught their minds and heart. The red moon with formations reminiscent of carvings of some ancient angels who left centuries before to their destiny. This life has always been of seeking and observing, trying to recapture the majesty of the universe before everything fades into the baryonic ash. New Horizon
Lyra, the northern constellation witnessed the first ever human explorations outside the solar system a millennia ago. Those bold dreamers who chanced upon a door that would redeem humanity and provide a passage to escape the dying earth. No regret remained for the earth that fell under the greed of men and machines. All that remained of earth are folksongs heard …

Rain, Book IV

Serenity, The Voice of Rain

out of a movie scene,
rain cascading in a,
secluded Brazilian town,
everything was sweet serene

floating diamonds everywhere,
flying, drizzling over everything,
invisible emotions in mists,
no soul braving nights here

judge no silence,
in this wet green land,
wandering lovers insight,
along with fairies in dance

on the porch once
stood lovers hugging,
faint moonlight,
we were in trance

soft rain in frame,
like snow during,
Antarctic nights,
warm spaces near a flame

so a memory we have,
no matter a monsoon,
or a evening rain,
what the heart crave

rain, a film on a face,
below the eyes,
under the ruby lips,
fingers tracing innocence

mirrors keep time,
of slow rain seconds,
our age in years,
and journeys to come

imagine this a time curve,
starving a soul in solitude,
answer my dreams, tonight,
in rain, this a story of love...

-gp-250506-

[-] So imagine a night of rain, a soft breeze, touching you, a flame near, a distant mist in a secluded town, and a lover you imagined. Imagine me, this dream and…

Street Child. Revisited.

Street Child

on the streets of light
lived with failing might
one hungry boy and a girl
in a cold damp corner and a will


up high in the house
near a warm fire with a cause
one man with a white paper
wrote a story of a child proper


two souls from worlds far apart
one lived on, another depart
left the girl and the white story
long black night and a girl hungry


the white story wrote
a child in paradise
as the black night swallowed
a nameless boy died, the girl cried


this street child on a cold night
deserved a paradise or a fight
that white story child loved more
the other street child ended sore


-----*-------*-------*------

a boy and a girl
born to a mother like pearl
the newborns knows not more
than maybe the mothers love


as the mother with children in hand
savors the cold water of the land
one white greed and hate
plans day and night their fate


one day the green hills and blue skies
turns dark with rain and clouds
from hell came the machines of war
death and destruction near and far


and when the mother awakes
n…

The Power of Dreams

Have a minute? Let's look into the future...


[+] ASIMO

[+] ASIMO Video's ---> you wont want to miss this.

[+] Wiki-ASIMO

[+] Asimo-Us

[+] Honda's Message to the World;[Global Ads]



No Love Here

Something disturbs me, something been disturbing me, deep inside this thing is unsettling. Often, in my life, I've discovered people of all walks and faith. They seem strong, able, independent, living a full life. Knowing sorrow and confronting it with ease, brushing aside fear, living a world worth of a king. They have families, they are wanderers, ambitious, lovers and fighters. They pose a life infront of me where nothing seems wrong. They're unbreakable.

Often again, I confront them, to learn or to share a few things lying around, hoping that they would have picked it before and learned it. I wanted to learn their wisdom, because simply I cant touch their serenity. The strange thing is that, they're very confident, they don't do anything wrong, they help because they want to, they like people, they love to share. They have directions in their lives that I cant match. They're secure, they did more that I ever did in my lifetime. These people, you would have met, …

Google Lunar / Everest Revisited / Sir Arthur Conan Doyle / The Sultan's Elephant

Google Lunar
This is really old...but quite cool. If you're familiar with Google Hoaxes then you would know this. I wrote in to apply for a job at the Google Copernicus Center and here's the reply;
// Thank you for contacting Google about our Copernicus Research Center.

We've received an overwhelming response to this opportunity and are not
currently accepting additional resumes. We will, however, keep your
information on file should we have an opening in the future. At the
current staffing levels, we anticipate that we may need additional
applicants on or around April Fool's Day in 2104. Until then, we
appreciate your interest in Google and your taking the time to write
us.

Sincerely,

The Googlunar Recruiting Team //

Everest. Revisited.
[+] Malaysian, Ravi Tharmalingam summits Mount Everest on a solo mission on the 15th of May.[Read More]. Very little news of the feat actually;[ME-1];[ME-2]
[+] In 1997, N.Magendran and M.Mohandass reached the summit on the first ever Malaysian Eve…

Dreaming of a future time

...the terraces of time never left us long behind. It wanted us to follow it, maybe slowly, it wants us to try to reach something that we know we cant ever, and it knows that we cant ever. Strange is this destiny of time that humans never came to grasp, never able to explain the direction of its flow. The flow that breaks in a chaotic set of infinity, interwoven with all the souls of men and all the souls of women who in ages since the creation of brain managed to look up to the sky to trace the edge of the limitless space. How once in an eternity someone peering through the looking glass of fate and time managed to catch a glimpse of that rare beings circling stars well beyond our reach and manage to dream a thought in a million that there might be more mortal gods around.

So beyond this lakes of grass and golden beaches, where the sunlight reflects the layers of fluid that the stars fell upon the nights before, we stand again and again throughout time to trace more of these maps in t…

A Beautiful Morning

the morning sun
there a bright eye in the sky
looking at you

the morning sun
yellow and gold flakes
will it be there the day tomorrow?

[-] Its a beautiful morning today, so lets have a Haiku Friday! Whose game?! Tag yourselves!

A Wandering Mind

so we sailed the seas,
in search of that one moment,
in the highlands of earth,
we found creatures together,
in unison over a religion,

we sailed the seas,
through the ages,
of men and women,
who failed to see unity,
that was in truth,
a religion

again we sailed the seas,
to discard this mask,
together with its evil,
and tears of blood together,
there is no unity now.
ever again.

-gp-2006-

[+] Something of hope and desires which are sadly very far away from us today.
[+] Champagne Supernova. Revisited.

You'll never walk alone

Liverpool Anthem :

When you walk through a storm
Hold your head up high,
And don't be afraid of the dark.
At the end of a storm,
There's a golden sky,
And the sweet silver song of a lark.
Walk on through the wind, Walk on through the rain,
Though your dreams be tossed and blown...
Walk on, walk on, with hope in your heart,
And you'll never walk alone... You'll never walk alone.
Walk on, walk on, with hope in your heart,
And you'll never walk alone...
You'll never walk alone.

[+] Probably the only club in the world with an official Anthem played in Anfield and every single stadium they fight for glory.

Sueño

Oh dreamer, dream me a world tonight,
A world where I can fly and love,
dream me a world without sorrow,
but dream me a world with pain,
for pain I can withstand,
but not sorrow.

Dreamer, dreamer girl,
Your eyes, will dream me a world,
tonight, as I walk the dreamland,
I want your soul,
to be by my side,
guide me on this flight,
to the edge of eternity.

Dream me a world tonight,
that never existed before,
dream me a world with parents,
and children and friends,
dream me a world where we are,
one and forever.

-gp-2006-

[-] Something out of nothing. Feel strange that I get inspirations that doesn't last more than a few seconds, leaving me to finish the verses with great difficultly. Tell me what you think...
[-] Sueno is Dream in Spanish.

Liverpool Nation; Where Legends Live.

You have to be a Liverpool fan to understand and live football. A year ago, this month in Istanbul, Liverpool FC, 3 goals down in the first half of the UEFA Champions League fought back to win the Cup for the fifth time. It was one of the most amazing comebacks in football history.

"I said: 'Don't let your heads drop. We're Liverpool. You're playing for Liverpool. Don't forget that. You have to hold your heads high for the supporters. You have to do it for them. 'You can't call yourselves Liverpool players if you have your heads down. If we create a few chances we have the possibility of getting back into this. Believe you can do it and you will. Give yourself the chance to be heroes'." - Rafa Benitez at half time; 2005 Champions League Final.

Two nights ago, Steven Gerrard, the greatest LFC Captain and Rafa Benitez, reignited the Istanbul fire. The LFC team came back from defeat, to persevere, and become unsung heroes who went on to mystify an…

One World; We are Travellers.

The Four Noble Truths of LifeLife means suffering
The origin of suffering is attachment
The cessation of suffering is attainable
The path to the cessation of suffering is the Eightfold Path
The Noble Eightfold Path

Right View
Right Intention
Right Speech
Right Action
Right Livelihood
Right Effort
Right Mindfulness
Right Concentration

(source;[TheBigView])

****** Point of Origin ******

There is so much to achieve in life, so many things to do, so many places to see, so many people to meet and love. Why waste our lives with hatred, violence and suffering. Let's live our life and respect this creation. Let the change start with us, and then the world. Religion or God never punishes us for what we do, we are responsible for what we do, what we call the Karma of Life, the cycle of life. Think of this as a closed system, the deeds and efforts comes a full circle. If we want to be someone, or want to help someone we do it with sincerity, we do it passion and love. We must be happy to …

Fantasma En La Máquina

[Updated]
Oh my God the bloody Spywares are killing me....dont you just hate it...I spent the last 6 hours trying to remove it with the help of the Black Book Dude (BBD) and still the damn thing keeps popping up...I've probably installed every other scanner on earth...buggers...damn you bad hackers...leave us alone...we are innocent people trying to make money to feed ourselves! (and the family ofcourse...) so go attack someone else...maybe those bad guys in EYE-RAQ! ANd EYE-RAn and ICE-RAEL and PALLASTINE and CHAINNA and MAYANMAR...those who have Nukelar weapons hidden in the Busshes.... :p

[-] Found the dog pic on da net, dont sue me if its copyrighted...

[-] The post title is Spanish for Ghost in da Machine.

[Updates] Actually the only way to really clean up the menace is using a registry cleaner together with LavaSoft and Spybot. And that too you must do in SAFE MODE. Restart the pc in safe mode (if you're using an networked or office computer which is password protected, try …

Rain, Book III

Rain, From A Saturday

what the rain brings
but not life and new
what flows into the seas
and the souls we call rivers
are simple waters of eternity

what the rain dreamed a day ago
thunder and lightning
giving you life and love and
translucent passion on rainy evenings
while calling for a voice unheard

what you seek for a rain
its soft breezes
sending you to heaven
its thundering echos
to exorcise your fears

what the rain wants
we may never ask
but the rain wants a soul
what the water saw for centuries
it wants humans to love.

-gp2006-

[+] Rain Book I
[+] Rain Book II

Girl From Chennai. Revisited.

Girl From Chennai

under the night sky
embraced by the sacred moon
tiny speckles of rain
melting on the skin
melting the heart together
bonds of art and love

girl from Chennai
eternity should not mean forever
your journeys will remain
with you, and in moments me,
our 'payanam' together
navigating this electric timescapes,

forward the future,
runaway from the past,
painting our skies red,
and all colours divine
a beautiful coincidence,
this gathering forms a Trinity

- Gp 2005 - 24/03/2005

[+] Another of my previous poems...wrote to a friend from Chennai...

A spooky 19000 and A WWF Jungle Adventure

Hemm...this could be the first time I logged in a found the hit counter in round numbers...19000 to be exact. What a coincidence.



And...I'm part of the WWF Forest Mosaic!










Ghost Tags:

Mr Ghost goes to work; Meetings!@&#^%*&

Ok guys, tell me honestly, no...swear on your blogs! Do you like meetings? I personally think it's a blatant waste of time, energy and company resources. I waited a full hour for my 20 second 'discussion' with everyone. 20 seconds!!! Its like, ok guys, we have to change this, and that, and buy this, and send the report for this, and make sure everyone follows the deadline for one hour...and then...and yes Mr Ghost is incharge of the language e*diting so everyone send all language and content matters to him...and then meeting ajourned. WTF. Dammit it people, if you wanna have a meeting to change the course of things, to increase productivity, have something important to say la.

I have a few ideas on how to increase productivity;

[1] Have a 4 (FOUR) day working week. Yes, you heard me right, four days you torture your helpless employees, ask them to work 7 to 7 or 24 hours it doest matter, then give them a 3 days holiday. DO it on a rotation basis, something like technicians i…

Barefoot Summer; A Full Circle

It was a bright and happy Thursday...errmm...It was a great Thursday....hemm...It was the day before Friday...It was a dark Thursday...oh cheese cakes and Brazilian coffee! I cant get this right...

It was just another Thursday morning, with the sun shining, the bird chirping and the nasi lemak sellers waving by from the road side. I started the day with a 30 mile journey to my office on my bike. Nothing prepared me for what's going to happen next. Probably the only indication would be the time it took me to get ready that morning. It was already 8 am when I left my apartment and had to get to office in half an hour. About halfway to my destination, severely intoxicated with thoughts of Port wines, the Bee Gees and Kaavya (mail me if you're read this Kaavya... :)), tragedy struck.

What was supposed to be a routine ride turned into a massive accident. A lady drove her car into my path and I hit the back of the car throwing me into the air. I landed heavily on my knees and badly br…

December Fireflies. Revisited.

December Fireflies

Sometimes, somewhere,
I think there will be fireflies flying,
Shining their enigmatic light,
Illuminating the field,
and your grave.

Sometimes, here,
I wonder whether fireflies are real,
Whether they shine in joy or pain,
Whether they resemble our feelings,
Or maybe they are the dead souls of you
and in time, me.

Sometimes, then,
A long time ago beside the river,
The clear water reflected a dream,
One vision that would come true someday,
Then, that was the time we were young,
and full of dreams.

Sometimes, now,
I cry for you,
I don't have anyone to dream with,
I don't have you to guide me,
or walk along me, as we reach that dream,
Happy days are rare,
For there is one less star in the sky,
Another painful memory in me,
This cold December night,
I remember of you,
and myself together.

- Gp-2004-

[-] My first published poem back in December 2004. Since I have lots of new readers, enjoy this 'reprint' and wait for my first poem collection to be available in a few weeks.
[+] My dear b…

MrGhost Goes to Work, Part 5; Why is the damn AC not workin!?@#(*$%^

Here's a few more questions and observations...

[1] Obviously the new guy wont get a windowed cubicle/ office anytime soon for the next million years...but my dear smart friends...is there a way for me to get a window view in the office?

[2] What do you do when sometimes the whole office smells of... errr...smelly socks!?

[3] Why is that everytime you change your cell number people assume you gave the older one to your girlfriend? (not that I have a girlfriend... :( )

revisiting the previous post in the series;[4]...Here are some answers

[-] Wednesdays are definitely the best day of the week because there's only two more days till the weekend and it's midweek and everything is slow on this day.

[-] How many editors it take to change a light bulb? About a million because the plan will undergo changes and editing for a billion times before anything materializes...trust me on this.

Some observations

[-] I can hum the whole Santorini tune by Yaani while on the way to work! Just that d…

How Ghost got a ride, got wild and fell down to earth.

Road Trip!

The thing about holidays that sucks most is all the traveling. And that's another reason why I don't go home on short holidays. But then again, you have some smart ass buddy of yours convincing you to follow him back. The next thing you know, you're reliving your worst nightmare. Waiting for a bus that should have came 2 hours ago, together with a few hundred angry people with the same predicament and an 'optimistic' dude whose hell bend on getting home. (this are the priceless moments in life that you wont want to miss).

Ofcourse, it gets much better if suddenly everyone decides to ask you why the bus is late, or where you are going and such. Somehow I discovered an affinity for this and also for muggers and bus stop shamans whom most of the times manage to swindle some money from me. One caution if someone you don't know approaches you; stay atleast a meter away from them and don't let them touch you, because Asia is full of black magic and you d…