Scott Morrissey and his Interest this Month!

Scott Morrissey Vs the DIY Life Pt3: My Words are vain...So?

Pardon me. Just admit it. I am the confidence man. I walk head high and chin up. Certain time i need to be down to earth but i am still a humble man which in time is the humanest of hearts too.

So, i was in my deep journey into my own universe. Level up my imaginations. Thats why i call it "My Words are vain...So?". Shall be shared later.

I am writing a character. The one that truly be my own projection. I am writing about Azreel Feiza Zahari / Scott Morrissey. Am i a pscho-maniac freak. Well no clinical evidence or such to proof so. I am not even declared "dignose - Acute Split -Personality".

Yes. I am still Waras!.

Its my sagacity. Experience is the only guide here; but as no one man can be coextensive with what is, it may be unwise in every case to rest upon it.

Strange. Freaky.

Well, it a amusement tho!. Here are my words of vain...So?

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Meanwhile;

Ringggg...RInggg...Ringg!!

"Hola Brother!..whats up with you lately"

"urghh, morning bastard...fucking busy and some sort of big meeting coming it man"

"scott, listen dear friend...stop working for awhile. Take time to have your great time away from this money making thing. Come one you are still 45. Enjoy it !"

" hahaha...i am having my time here brother. She is all i got. My life, my stacks and my rides are for her"

" Gosh, fuck up!...you bvloody bastard...scott you in Tv...switch on to Hard Talk now "

" its a repeat man..i've watch it many times now"

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Hard Talk: With the Young Rising Dragon of Malaysia; Azreel Scott Morrissey.

"So Azreel,What you been up to now. You have your Bubbles Cars Wash chains, Units of budget house-for-rent, units of Apartments-room-for-rent and The Iconic Tube'N Square lodge. Thats is tottaly an amazing business for a young city boy."

" Thank you Shayne. Well, i've been 8 years since i started my first Buubles cars Wash. and 8 months later i started to expand it. Slowly in increase the stacks and i invested to my budget-accomodations. Now that people talking about luxury and all-inclusive hotels. So who goona look up for those who have limted expanditure on traveling."

" Who is behind this great idea? I believe you and your other half involve in some of you major companies"

"hahaha..major companies. Scott Vain is not listed in the stock exchange but yeah. we do have great load in the bank. Thanks to the great growth and economy relife which makes people move. On the basis of who is the idea behind it. Well its a coalition of idea. We need 3 important friends in life, 1. Finance, 2. Lawyers and from the 3. Economy."

" So who are this people. Are they in your company."

" No. These are my friends. We meet up at mamak stalls...we talk bullshit and yeah..the ideas is there. and please note that, these people are older than me.."

"Indeed its a mystery there Azreel. Now, your iconic Tube'N Square Lodge located at 3 cities, KL, KK and Kuching. Whats with that. And i was reading this report that you expand not more that 1 year. Thats consider fast for a new business players"

" Shayne, my magic portion of business comes from my lesson in life. 4 things that i put in:

1. Gamble: Gamble your chances. Its that point of time that you need to level up your company

2. Cheat: yes, cheat yourself. Saying that its not enough.

3. Lie: Lie to your enemy. Make sure its a good crap.

4. Kill: When you get it. Kill everything thats is a must in the business. Grab it all in sense.

" We are raching our last 5 minutes and whats next Mr. Dragon"

" Well, Me and my wife are looking forward to have the Yatch and Shipping industry in our chain of company. Maybe some shares here and there. and yeah...hope to have our dream house in hawaii soon.

" Haha..well said, i bet your luxury house in Palau is enough. Its great tho...Wonderful."

" Yeah..it is...but we make money but we cant keep it to long baby..spend it!

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Scott Morrissey Vs the DIY Life Pt 2 : Crash-Overide-Burn

I'm in need of you now. As the great half and my savior. I am lost in my own world and trying to mix it all together in our great life to share.

I'm in the ballad of self-achievment dilema. I bet all of us been in this situation. Or may not yet. Sometime you will get in and stuck in the moment. Wondering...How the hell i get into this?

The answers are quite crystal. Its in your mind, heart and soul. As for m. Enough said from previous post.

Azreel Feiza Zahari / Reel / El / Scott/ Morrissey /Scott Morrissey / GILER!

He is not some kind of fairy tale. He is what i am.  I still see the minutes and hoursof life. See people from shadows, thorugh the window and skies that lower.

Be i am in the tower. 360 degree views of through the window. I rest my mind alongside my angel that ris my will up. I am the tower man. I am the leader.

Cracking up. Most probaly for some. Nonsence. Perhaps!

Scott Morrissey and his Michiko!

A lovely birds. Birds that fly, dive and walks. Does everything beyond the typical couples of birds. For both are god's made. Beutiful flower glooms, making wild colours, enhanced frangrance and smooth life. She is my wonderwall. She is the one who will catch me when i fall.

When i am driving, i sometimes turn on the radion and find very often that i am listening to the business, marketing and investment topics. These are telephone conversation or intense discusion to the current market situation.

But i find my very best interest of rocking my driving and sing-along with the songs being played. I will be in my estacy when my favourite song on air such as 'Purple Rain- Prince' or ' FreeBird-Lynd Skyd. I dont really have all the words in my memory but it give you one kind of feeling.

Not many of people around the world knows that my blog exist. But yet i am trying to fit into these internet-social community. Part of me is in the Facebook and some at advertising portals.

I have this thing in my mind. Making some rare chance in the global market. Trying to reach to the silver skies. Many had become successfull through making themself know from the nets. Well, i just want people to read. To have something different from ordinary blog posting.

I am personally quite convinced that no matter what training or education I might have received, I could never have run a four-minute mile, discovered a new planet, composed a Beethoven quartet, or risen to any of other innumerable heights of human achievement. I feel in no way demeaned by these inadequacies.

As I think any person of normal endowments probably is, of appreciating and in part understanding what others have accomplished, while making my own personal contributions in whatever measure and manner I am able to do so.

But i am crash-overide-burn person. Scott Morrissey is dead by not death. He is a living tales of his own. Slowly crafting, visualizing his future and making his name known one day.

He is still glad that Michiko is still breathing with him. Still have the heart and soul.

My pleasure in life is enhanced by the fact that others can do many things that I cannot, and I see no reason to want to deny these people the opportunity to cultivate their talents, consistent with general social needs. Difficult questions of practice are sure to arise in any functioning social group, but I see no problem of principle.

I am sure that one day i will. I wish it to be soon. But yet, i may need to get that 'Hammer Time' first before i can lead.

Now dear love, friends and readers, perhaps that you think Azreel Feiza Zahari / Reel / El / Scott/ Morrissey /Scott Morrissey / GILER! is only a melancholy; but he is more. The view is ungly but a vast differences. The one may show the world still beautiful, not so the other. The one may be compatible with benevolence, the other not and he is the one may deepen insight, the other shallows it.

Moving his steps towards recovery from the Crash-Overide-Burn situation.

Yeah...i like..!

Scott Morrissey Vs the DIY life Pt 1 - Mind Power and Its weakess point

Everyword, every second, every move and every day comes in order of the Almighty God. For us the human, shall pray, praise and be in great modest and honesty.

People ask the question... why Scott Morrissey?

And I tell 'em - it's not about drums, drugs, and hospital drips, oh no. There's more there than that, my friend. We all like a bit of the good life - some the money, some the drugs, other the sex game, the glamour, or the fame.

But a Scott Morrissey, oh, he's different. Why? Because a real Scott Morrissey wants the fucking lot.

What do you think this is, hide and seek?

Eh, its crystal here. and through all, perhaps you will understand why.

I am not a nother boy, neither southern. I am the man who cherish the Union Jacks and its priorities around the world. having respect to the Queen and i am teliing you, i am not a greek boy too. I am just a wasted , rebel rude boy. Stuck in the moment of truth.

Moment of discovery for most said. For fuck's sake, it aint a carnival or fun fair here. Well, i am close being stupid...but i am stupid proof. So wisely thinking, i am the fucking-great-pain in the arse-and pretty boy-with good brain and words.

I've through everything. I am on my knees now. Looking up at Him. And with words;

"Dear Almighty Allah, you seems to be ignorance...are you..can't you see i am tired of this sickening life. God, please...don't let me drown deeper. Seriously..Amin"

Am i a bad person to be talking in my prayer like that. Am i?

Should you judge me? If i could be you, i would say, "Argh, Oxy-Moron"..Yeah, probaly like that.

Funny eh!.Oi, Life should be with colours better than grey or blue.

My mind is magic. I got the bunny inside my head, the MC2 , Something Guy Ritchie, a bottle of special brew and coloured pensil. Well that some of it. Mind of Magic should have more than that. WIth wonders surely.

Is it horrible honey. Am i a terrible useless punk? I am proud that i've been there and i've done that. Sight!

i was a street scum, loaded with heart full of anger. A fighter inside. Scott Morrissey is very thin that time. Having very dark history. I refuse to share my scars and blood.

Well, it weakens my ability to moved forward. Whenever things doest go as i planned. I am paralyzed.  Burden and stressed!

My mind said, focus brother. With love, Focus!.

All you need to know about life is retained within those four walls. You will notice that one of your personalities is seduced by the illusions of splendor.

The gold packet of money with a royal King insignia, an attractive implication towards glamor and wealth; the subtle suggestion that cigarettes are indeed your royal and loyal friends, and that, Peter Griffin is a clown.

My other personality,trying to draw my attention to the flip side of the discussion, written in boring bold black and white, it's a statement that these neat little bastards of death are, in fact, trying to kill you and that, Peter Griffin, is the President of United States.

That life of sweet or bitter. Or starts bitter to sweet. Which ever first.!

This is how Scott Morrissey looks like...Gotcha!!

See, Look and Think - So Far

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Acquaintance of Scott Pt6: With a Liltle Smile Everyday!

I wish i could be the man i wanted to be. The person that i visualize when i was 15 years old. The man who showers his pride and friends. Unfortunately, its a tough and rough world indeed. Yeah, luckily i have my strawberry tart in my life. She is a gift of wonders. I talked to God that other night;

"Ya Allah, Terima kasih. I bet you know my life would be this tough huh...Good thing you met her heart with me..Thanks. Amin"

When i open my eyes. I realise that things are still going like the way it should be. But how i wish that we could just close our eyes, i say it in our heart "to the Moon' and make a small jump...kapishh You are on the moon. Breathing normally. And you could see shooting star, Satelite floating in that dark space. And sudden low speed unidentfy flying object passes by. Waving hand at you.

and when you are about to leave the moon. The bright sun speaks " Hence, shall parish upon alive step on ya Earth!"..if i were you. This would be my language. (being so rude boy)

" Oi, Who the fuck you i am, eh?"..."Oi, are you listening?"...(arggghh, fucking, kratsgohospatosh-faggots club-arse cunt...Fuck off oi...If you are the devil, Remember..Add me in Facebook...Chow Bitch..or whoever..."

And yeah..that would be me. hahaha..Its August now.

I missed our great times. Missed all those crazy stuff and our ordinary things. For a life time, i cherish every liltle bits of it.

Owhh fuck..lapar!

Acquaintance of Scott Pt5: Riotous

Its time to be more realistic (relevant perhaps)...its the "I" word effect.


Fire burning bright here in the mistical jungle. I sat near the bonfire . Just to grab that heat to warm my night. We gather here with small group of friends. Special interest friend that have a common dream. We are the future thinkers i might say. We are in a group which names are not to be reveal. Even the name of the group. Our identity are so sacred. Knowledgeable words, and making rockets of dreams for better living.


Well that would be another chapter of my dream. Having a great discusion with players of the industry, economics, scientist, financial advisors, dreamer (of cozzhh)...and few other plus some taiko of Laws. Need Lawyers too in making some changes kan.


"mike, do you realise that we are the among millions of wasted young generation of Malaysia."


"Yah...one way or another"


I was thinking about life. Not just about myself. Others too. It is still foreign to me. I myself feeling alienated isolated from the great way of living my life. My soul a likely angel missed the wonders of smile and happiness. Lost in the great obsticles journey. Nevertheless, i stand tall, head up.

My addiction to become a success person comes because of the past.I never get the things that i want. I don;t know what to do about it now. I am stuck with happiness here.

I want to impire a generation. For my remarkable journey, achievements and untold story of walking up the wall. I may be the person that put to much of dreaming in my life. Forever i will be like this. Will never stop. I will tell my children to focus on what they like. That the strongly feel near to heart. Being in the circle of beliefers could put you on high speed journey. With naturally motivates your inner spirits and will.

The only person that believe in me is my Strawberry Tart. Who stand behind me when i fall back. Wipe my tears everytime i think about my bitter regrets. I am now a man on the run. But couldn't excape from the cage. A thick tight steel cage.

What else should i do?. I keep on asking that question to myself. I asked my Almighty God, to please listen to my wishes, my dream n my future. I wish to be happy and nothing to worry about when i gets older.

well, living in this world, the best answer and the greatest words of wisdom that suites me will be...

LET IT BE...LET IT BE!