﻿<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8"?><rss version="2.0"><channel><title>ben_suave's Xanga</title><link>http://ben-suave.xanga.com/</link><description>Latest Xanga weblog from ben_suave</description><language>en-us</language><ttl>60</ttl><image><title>The Weblog Community</title><url>http://s.xanga.com/images/xangalogobutton.gif</url><link>http://ben-suave.xanga.com/</link></image><item><title>New Directions</title><link>http://ben-suave.xanga.com/594486028/new-directions/</link><guid>http://ben-suave.xanga.com/594486028/new-directions/</guid><pubDate>Thu, 31 May 2007 06:00:18 GMT</pubDate><description>You, yes you, can find me at &lt;a target="_new" href="http://benjaime.wordpress.com/"&gt;http://benjaime.wordpress.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Don't be shy ;)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description><comments>http://ben-suave.xanga.com/594486028/new-directions/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>In His Presence...</title><link>http://ben-suave.xanga.com/547785148/in-his-presence/</link><guid>http://ben-suave.xanga.com/547785148/in-his-presence/</guid><pubDate>Thu, 16 Nov 2006 00:01:46 GMT</pubDate><description>I just realised how long it has been since I last blogged.&lt;br&gt;Close to a month now.&lt;br&gt;Maybe I didn't know what to blog.&lt;br&gt;Maybe I didn't want to.&lt;br&gt;I don't know.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;But suddenly had to urge today.&lt;br&gt;Don't even know what to say.&lt;br&gt;Too much to put into such a small place.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;One month stands between me and that airplane.&lt;br&gt;Am I ready?&lt;br&gt;I thought I was looking forward to it once upon a time.&lt;br&gt;Then why do I hide behind the pillars sometimes?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Am I making a trip home?&lt;br&gt;Am I leaving home?&lt;br&gt;Where is home?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I lie in the darkness&lt;br&gt;of the sanctuary of my four walls&lt;br&gt;I try to hide from all that is around me&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I've walked down paths that I was not meant to&lt;br&gt;I've said and done things I so regret&lt;br&gt;It sits on my shoulder&lt;br&gt;Tells of how undeserving I am&lt;br&gt;I know I should not listen&lt;br&gt;But it's just so noisy in this place&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Let it rain&lt;br&gt;Let your wrath pour down like water&lt;br&gt;Let it rain&lt;br&gt;Over me&lt;br&gt;Let it rain&lt;br&gt;On this dry and thirsty servant&lt;br&gt;Let it rain&lt;br&gt;Oh let it rain&lt;br&gt;Over me&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;As I stare into the living words&lt;br&gt;The book of life they call it&lt;br&gt;He sits on my other shoulder&lt;br&gt;Telling me of how loved I am&lt;br&gt;"He loves you, He so loves you"&lt;br&gt;He loves me, He so loves me&lt;br&gt;"Walk down the path my child, for this is your calling"&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Let it rain&lt;br&gt;
Let your wrath pour down like water&lt;br&gt;
Let it rain&lt;br&gt;
Over me&lt;br&gt;
Let it rain&lt;br&gt;
On this dry and thirsty servant&lt;br&gt;
Let it rain&lt;br&gt;
Oh let it rain&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Let the fire of the Holy Ghost&lt;br&gt;burn in me&lt;br&gt;Let your presence consume my soul&lt;br&gt;Let the power of the Holy Ghost&lt;br&gt;fall on me&lt;br&gt;And change me&lt;br&gt;Make me into someone &lt;br&gt;Just like YOU&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;© Chorus by Planetshakers&lt;br&gt;© Verse 1 &amp;amp; 2 by Ben Pills&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description><comments>http://ben-suave.xanga.com/547785148/in-his-presence/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Pig Country</title><link>http://ben-suave.xanga.com/538986046/pig-country/</link><guid>http://ben-suave.xanga.com/538986046/pig-country/</guid><pubDate>Wed, 18 Oct 2006 02:50:14 GMT</pubDate><description>Hehe...&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
I just realised something...&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
I started out almost a year or so ago now with a cyber guniea
pig-looking furball on my blog. As sad as it sounds, I sometimes play
with it to amuse myself when I'm bored... lol&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
And now... I'm blessed with, not one, but TWO real life ones sitting
next to me now. Fancy that! Yea so they may not be the most interactive
pets on the planet, but heck, they're pretty fun and cute to mess
around with.. hehe &lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
*at least until I get my DOG!!* &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/images/laughing.gif"&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br style="display: none;"&gt;</description><comments>http://ben-suave.xanga.com/538986046/pig-country/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Oktober</title><link>http://ben-suave.xanga.com/538421945/oktober/</link><guid>http://ben-suave.xanga.com/538421945/oktober/</guid><pubDate>Mon, 16 Oct 2006 06:05:30 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br style="display: none;"&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Two weeks or so to go and 3 years of
tertiary education comes to an end. Where has it brought me? Have I
walked out the same person I was when I walked in?&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
I can't honestly say I know the answer to the first question. But I can definitely answer the second one with a firm NO!&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
You know how sometimes you wish for something so bad, then when it
comes, you're not sure if you're ready for it? That's what I'm feeling
now. I've longed to graduate from this university life for the longest
time, but now that I am (very quickly) approaching the end of this
journey, I suddenly feel that maybe I'm not that ready yet. I mean,
sure I am relieved to get it over with, and to some extent I do have a
rough idea of what I want to do once I get out. But somehow there are
these thoughts inside me that make me get all jittery and sit up on my
bed at night wondering what the next morning holds for me.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
But like I said about the answer I had for my second question, that has
definitely influenced my outlook on life compared to how I would have
looked at it 3 years ago. The difference? My G.O.D.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
My God Of Destiny. My God Of Dreams. My Guardian Over Death. My Guarantee Over Defeat.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Need I say more?&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Bring on 2007!!!! Shake the planet!!!!&lt;br&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;</description><comments>http://ben-suave.xanga.com/538421945/oktober/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Monday, September 04, 2006</title><link>http://ben-suave.xanga.com/525878028/item/</link><guid>http://ben-suave.xanga.com/525878028/item/</guid><pubDate>Mon, 04 Sep 2006 10:06:19 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://photo.xanga.com/ben_suave/4c7f276092291/photo.html"&gt;&lt;img title="irwinfront3" style="border-style: none; border-width: 0px; width: 444px; height: 174px;" src="http://x4c.xanga.com/7f2a777a5453076092291/z51445631.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Steve Irwin (22/02/1962 - 04/09/2006)&lt;br&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;div id="text-big" class="lead-content-panel article clearfloat"&gt;
								
	
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE Crocodile Hunter, Steve Irwin, is dead. It is believed he was killed by a stingray barb that went through his chest.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

						
	&lt;p&gt;The
Essendon-born wildlife enthusiast was swimming off the Low Isles at
Port Douglas filming an underwater documentary when it happened.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The Queensland Ambulance Service (QAS) said a call was received
about 11am (AEST) today and an emergency services helicopter was flown
to a boat on Batt Reef, off Port Douglas, with a doctor and emergency
services paramedic on board. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Mr Irwin had a puncture wound to the left side of his chest and he was pronounced dead at the scene. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Irwin's American-born wife Terri learned of her husband's death while trekking on Cradle Mountain in Tasmania. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;It is understood Irwin, 44,&amp;nbsp;was killed around noon, Eastern Australian time.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;A source said Irwin was already dead when his body was brought on to the island.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;His &amp;nbsp;body was being flown to Cairns Hospital in North Queensland for formal identification. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Irwin - known worldwide as the Crocodile Hunter - is famous for his enthusiasm for wildlife and his catchcry "Crikey!". &lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The father of two's &lt;em&gt;Crocodile Hunter&lt;/em&gt; program was first broadcast in 1992 and has been shown around the world on cable network Discovery. &lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;He has also starred in movies and has developed the Australia Zoo
wildlife park, north of Brisbane, which was started by his parents Bob
and Lyn Irwin.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Tributes have already started pouring in for the larger-than-life character. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Foreign
Minister Alexander Downer, who used a photograph of his family at
Australia Zoo for his official Christmas card last year, hailed Irwin
for his work in promoting Australia. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Irwin was heavily involved in last year's "G'Day LA" campaign. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"The
minister knew him, was fond of him and was very, very appreciative of
all the work he'd done to promote Australia overseas," a spokesman
said. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Mr Irwin had close links with Prime Minister John Howard
and was a guest at The Lodge during a function for US President George
W Bush in 2003.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;A Tourism Queensland spokeswoman said the death was shocking and
paid tribute to Irwin's "enormous contribution" to his adopted state. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Louise Yates said it was impossible to quantify how much Mr Irwin had meant to the Queensland tourism industry. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"I
don't think we could even estimate how much he brought us through his
personality and his profile and his enthusiasm about Queensland," she
said. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"It would be difficult to estimate how much he was worth. And it would be difficult to underestimate." &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;She said Irwin had been a larger-than-life ambassador. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"It's not just what he brought but what he took with him when he travelled, his passion." &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Australia
Zoo, on southeast Queensland's Sunshine Coast, employs more than 500
people and attracts thousands of visitors every day. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;But Ms
Yates said it would be "unfair and unjust" to put a dollar value on
Irwin's worth to the state, because of how much he had given. &lt;/p&gt;
	
 &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br&gt;</description><comments>http://ben-suave.xanga.com/525878028/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Father's Day</title><link>http://ben-suave.xanga.com/525690101/fathers-day/</link><guid>http://ben-suave.xanga.com/525690101/fathers-day/</guid><pubDate>Sun, 03 Sep 2006 16:35:36 GMT</pubDate><description>Today (well Monday at least) was Father's day as celebrated in the
lower hemisphere. So most of you guys and girls who would remotely be
reading this from back home, things here are a little different. Aside
from the cranky and often annoying weather.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
I'd like to take some time to talk about my father. He is quite an
amazing man. Even though I don't say it too often. Not often enough in
fact. For the fact, that after all these year,with old injuries and
all, he still finds the strength to fly,sometimes halfway around the
world to remote parts of Africa to visit World Vision project villages,
right to the high rise of New York for his quaterly meetings, you can
give no less than you utmost respect and admiration. Thats coming from
someone who can barely manage the drive to get out of bed on a cold
winter morning mind you. My dad has always been someone I've liked and
strongly disliked. :p But all in all I love him very dearly. He is my
coach, my mentor, my friend, but unlike what he can be to anyone else,
he is MY dad. He's always looked out for me. Always has had my best
interest and those of my brothers in mind. He worked hard so we could
have a good comfortable life. I know while I was young I could not
fully understand that and at times took advantage of the kind of like I
had. But thats another story.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
But unlike any other Father's day, I was drawn to something else. Or
someone else. Make that two someone elses. Two other father figures I
have always loved, admired, looked up to, and for the past few years
sorely missed. My two grand dads. Both of them passed away while I was
already in Melbourne. I could only make it back for my maternal grand
dad's funeral. I really wanted to come back for my paternal grand dad's
funeral, but logistics and timing was against me. &lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
At the moment I am using my dad's old laptop due to the fact that mine
was giving me problems. (see, dad to the rescue again). And before I
was about to sleep tonight, I just decided to look through the picture
folder to see what I would find. After going through all the moving
pictures and so on and so forth, I stumbled upon the pictures from my
paternal grand dad's funeral, the one I could not make it back for.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
With my worship music playing in the background, and the nostalgic
emotion already cooking up thanks to the old subang pics, I found
myself starting to tear. As the music grew more tense, and I started to
view more and more photos, I found myself starting to cry. I cried
until I could not look at another picture. It felt like 2 years worth
of sadness that was bottled up had finally come up. I never got to
fully mourn my apupa. He loved me so much as I did him. I remember the
times when we would go over to my aunt's house and he would be watching
his tamil news. But whenever he saw me there, he would offer me the
remote to watch something else, no matter what was going on. He was
always so happy to meet him. Of course I know I went through that
I'm-too-cool stage, but after that I started to really enjoy being
around him. It was sad to leave because at that time he was already
sick. And I knew his time would come soon. I just prayed to God that He
would let me be there when it does. But I guess God had other plans.
And I know everything happened for a reason. Like I said, I guess I
just never got to mourn him properly. &lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Well I did tonight. This is a father's day where I celebrated one,
praised and worshipped The One, mourned one and sorely missed another
(ah kong). These are great men in my life. I don't need to look
elsewhere in great novels or stories to find courageous men. They are
right here. In my life. Past, present, and future. Forevermore they
shall remain in my heart. With God guiding me with his Fatherly love,
and the inspiration and drive that I get from my earthly father
figures, I know understand why I was sent here. Found it quite cheeky
of God too, when I was crying out "why did you send me here?? I wanna
go hoomme!!", somehow my itunes magically played 'Send Me' by
planetshakers.. "send me, I will go... to this city, to this nation,
and to the nations of the world'&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
You know how they say, be careful when you make a promise to God, coz
He hears you. And He doesnt forget. He didnt forget that prayer I made.
In fact, neither did I. I just... I dont know.. wasn't ready.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
But now I see a few more pieces of the bigger picture. And I anticipate
with great eagerness as the rest start to fall into place.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
This life is not my own. Lord Jesus take control. I give You everything. You are the reason I sing&lt;br&gt;
Take my life Lord every part. I'm reaching out to give You my heart.&lt;br&gt;
One thing I wana let You know, YOU'RE MY HERO&lt;br&gt;</description><comments>http://ben-suave.xanga.com/525690101/fathers-day/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Sunday, September 03, 2006</title><link>http://ben-suave.xanga.com/525630009/item/</link><guid>http://ben-suave.xanga.com/525630009/item/</guid><pubDate>Sun, 03 Sep 2006 13:51:38 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;br&gt;
I wonder if he understand what it's worth yet&lt;br&gt;
Life&lt;br&gt;
The time spent while we here on the earth yet&lt;br&gt;
The answers to the questions we all seek&lt;br&gt;
Can be found&lt;br&gt;
It depend on how free y'all think&lt;br&gt;
Right now&lt;br&gt;
It's somebody who ain't eat all week&lt;br&gt;
That would kill for the same s*** you throw away in the street&lt;br&gt;
I guess one man's trash is another man's treasure&lt;br&gt;
One man's pain is another man's pleasure&lt;br&gt;
One say infinity the next say forever&lt;br&gt;
Right now, everybody got to get it together man&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
I'm just taking it in&lt;br&gt;
In another strange hotel lobby again&lt;br&gt;
With my luggage on my back&lt;br&gt;
I don't know where I'm at&lt;br&gt;
I'm in a world where everything can change...&lt;br&gt;
Just like that...&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
 &lt;br&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://photo.xanga.com/ben_suave/5b54075929299/photo.html"&gt;&lt;img title="drum money car" style="border-style: none; border-width: 0px;" src="http://x5b.xanga.com/540a8b172163475929299/z51326034.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description><comments>http://ben-suave.xanga.com/525630009/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>From the Inside Out</title><link>http://ben-suave.xanga.com/521063619/from-the-inside-out/</link><guid>http://ben-suave.xanga.com/521063619/from-the-inside-out/</guid><pubDate>Sun, 20 Aug 2006 14:16:14 GMT</pubDate><description>Everlasting, Your light will shine when all else fails&lt;br&gt;
Never ending, Your glory goes beyond all faith&lt;br&gt;
And the cry of my heart&lt;br&gt;
Is to give You praise&lt;br&gt;
From the inside out&lt;br&gt;
Oh my soul cries out&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
My heart and my soul&lt;br&gt;
I give You control&lt;br&gt;
Consume me from the inside out... Lord&lt;br&gt;
Let justice and praise&lt;br&gt;
Become my embrace&lt;br&gt;
To love You from the inside out...&lt;br&gt;</description><comments>http://ben-suave.xanga.com/521063619/from-the-inside-out/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Thursday, August 17, 2006</title><link>http://ben-suave.xanga.com/520081241/item/</link><guid>http://ben-suave.xanga.com/520081241/item/</guid><pubDate>Thu, 17 Aug 2006 12:48:28 GMT</pubDate><description>He is Benjamin Preman Pillai&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
She is Jaime Pih&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
I AM is our God&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
This is our story...&lt;br&gt;</description><comments>http://ben-suave.xanga.com/520081241/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>The Stand</title><link>http://ben-suave.xanga.com/507869802/the-stand/</link><guid>http://ben-suave.xanga.com/507869802/the-stand/</guid><pubDate>Thu, 13 Jul 2006 15:30:38 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;br&gt;
You stood before creation&lt;br&gt;
Eternity in Your hand&lt;br&gt;
You spoke the earth into motion&lt;br&gt;
My soul now to stand&lt;br&gt;
You stood before my failure&lt;br&gt;
And carried the cross for my shame&lt;br&gt;
My sin weighed upon your shoulders&lt;br&gt;
My soul now to stand&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
So what could I say?&lt;br&gt;
And what could I do?&lt;br&gt;
But offer this heart oh God&lt;br&gt;
Completely to You&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
So I'll walk upon salvation&lt;br&gt;
Your spirit alive in me&lt;br&gt;
This life to declare Your promise&lt;br&gt;
My soul now to stand&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
So what could I say?&lt;br&gt;
And what could I do?&lt;br&gt;
But offer this heart oh God&lt;br&gt;
Completely to You&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
I'll stand&lt;br&gt;
With arms high and heart abandoned&lt;br&gt;
In awe of The One who gave it all&lt;br&gt;
I'll stand&lt;br&gt;
My soul Lord to You surrender&lt;br&gt;
All I am is Yours...&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Take my life Lord...&lt;br&gt;</description><comments>http://ben-suave.xanga.com/507869802/the-stand/#firstcomment</comments></item></channel></rss>