Stories

There are some who can accept death easily because they know the truth of life. There are some who feel death is a deprivation and a loss. We all have different capacities to understanding death whether as a tenous concept or as something implacably real. The grief is too much to bear and no consolation can be offered. Perhaps at the point of losing someone it was needed; the shedding of tears, the heartaches, the breakdowns and the anger that clouds the already confused mind. Because we actually believe that death of a loved one can never happen to us. It could happen to our friends and to anyone else but us. We symphatise and even try to emphatise with a friend whose child had just passed away. Deep down we occupy this grief with detachment. To a certain extent it is true to stay away from internalising the pains but at the same time we strongly believe that we will never lose a child, a parent and family members until it happens. And this is the driving force behind the big "I" am more important than the "we".

Very often do I hear that as long as what "I" do, "I" am not hurting others then my actions are fine. Who are we kidding? Can what we do not hurt another living being no matter how good we think our actions to be. We are all proud creatures and this neccessity is forced upon by ourselves. It makes the heart feels great when I believe that what I have done I am not bringing pain to others. (Wow! I am such a kind person. ) It is for the common good of the world if Iraq is destroyed so believed President Bush. Does this make any sense?

Lord Byron (1788 - 1824)

She walks in beauty, like the night

Of cloudless climes and starry skies;

And all that's best of dark and bright

Meet in her aspect and her eyes:

Thus mellow'd to that tender light

Which heaven to gaudy day denies.

One shade more, one ray less,

Had half impair'd the nameless grace

Which waves in every raven tress,

Or softly lightens o'er her face;

Where thoughts serenely sweet express

How pure, how dear their dwelling place.

And on that cheek, and o'er that brow

So soft, so calm, yet eloquent,

The smiles that win, the tints that glow,

But tell of days in goodness spent,

A mind at peace with all below,

A heart whose love is innocent!

the book

Faith is a state of openness or trust. To have faith is to trust yourself to the water. When you swim you don't grab hold of the water, because if you do you will sink and drown. Instead you relax, and float. And the attitude of faith is the very opposite of clinging to belief, of holding on. In other words, a person who is fanatic in matters of religion, and clings to certain ideas about the nature of God and the universe, becomes a person who has no faith at all. Instead they are holding tight. But the attitude of faith is to let go, and become open to truth, whatever it might turn out to be. ~Alan Watts~

net

what is it - to free the mind or to be free of the mind?

new year

HAPPY 2006!

~diet coke & kfc~

male

Does the word romance neccesarily mean that it would be a soulmate relationship with a man? It is something I shall find out and I am very much looking forward to it.

I was reading JC's book yesterday and the pertinent question he asked was what is the symbol of an unforgettable event in one's life? Why do certain things happen the way they do that they bring immense sorrows? If one fails to crack the pain and live through it, the diamond at the end of the tunnel will not be in reach. Without sufferings there will be no resurrection. It is not merely as simple as no pain, no gain. There is nothing to gain physically as in there really is a touchable diamond at the end of the tunnel. What it should refer to is a transformation of the mind, which is a realisation that the moment is the same as the eternal. The victorious defeat of a mental battle means we have unshelled the old self, giving birth to a new self. The old has to die for the new to be born. It is a fact of life. To hold on to the psychological past deters not only a fundamental growth but it creates a very boring life.

As I stop reasoning why a certain someone can be utterly important, the obsession stops too. I guess I dare say that I don't quite know this person whom I love unconditionally. What I know is merely third best, which is the worse. It is merely a projection of a self-painted image. It is a result of an unfair magnification of the qualites I like; those that make me feel so good. Should I stop pretending to be perfect and to have unblemished knowledge of this person, I will then truly begin to know myself.

Only then do I see.

complexity

If a man considers that he is born, he cannot avoid the fear of death. Let him find out if he has been born or if the Self has any birth. He will discover that the Self always exists, that the body that is born resolves itself into thought and that the emergence of thought is the root of all mischief. Find from where thoughts emerge. Then you will be able to abide in the ever-present inmost Self and be free from the idea of birth or the fear of death.-

Ramana Maharshi

the nightmare before Christmas

This line never left me since the first time I heard it. "What have you given to the society to demand for comfort and to complain about discomfort?"

Charity is not practised. Charity is love, for without the feeling of love one is not charitable. Charity is not a gift to cancel away negative karma. For the very intention of kindness to repent for some previous evil acts is in itself impure. This is not taken from a 16th century poem nor it is a gush of emotional outbreak. It is said after deep inquiry. An inquiry not based on religious beliefs and conditioned thinking. It is an inquiry of the self as it is.

Many days and nights I lived for the sole purpose of surviving. Once in a while a tiny excitement strikes the mind and the chase begins. When the chase is over, it is back to mediocrity. Life is short and therefore it must not only be lived but experienced. The more reason it is not to be wasted on drinking in pubs and womanising. But the irony of the 21st century is that the uncertainty and unpredictability of the events that occur provide for a foolish logic to squander.

This is my nightmare before Christmas.

The birth of Christ is the birth of a new hope from the heart. The birth of Christ brings light to illuminate the web filled mind. May the Christ in us brings to walk the path of reality.

In the name of the Father, the Son and the Holy Spirit. Amen.

Merry Christmas.

serf

the intuitive mind is a sacred

gift and the rational mind is a

faithful servant. we have created

a society that honors the servant

and has forgotten the gift.

ALBERT EINSTEIN

the prayer of St. Francis

lord, make me an instrument of thy peace
where there is hatred, let me sow love
where there is injury, pardon
where there is doubt, faith
where there is despair, hope
where there is darkness, light
where there is sadness, joy

o divine master, grant that i may not so much seek
to be consoled as to console
to be understood as to understand
to be loved as to love
for it is in giving that we receive
it is in pardoning that we are pardoned
it is in dying to self that we are born to eternal life.

magical mermaids & dolphins

Soulmate relationship
New romance with a spiritual basis is here for you now.

Have faith
Your prayers are manifesting. Remain positive, and follow your guidance.

sweet quotes

Lam Ah Chi...Lam Ah Wah...Have you ever stolen a David Chiang poster...Mr. Bollywood is good looking...Not my taste but the body is not bad...I know I know...Oh! You like it too...If the shuttles don't fly...Why jump from the aeroplane...She sings all songs the tok chang way...Dancing all night...Sallying all night (and day)!

Thanks for the address books.

I love you!

headache

i wonder when will the giddiness disappear. maybe i shouldn't try to look for panacea. maybe i should let the thought be full and steady; disturbance adds, denial represses and activity enhances.

be present. be here and now.

platitude

Can the mind stop talking? Awareness / mindfulness / insight is the third best I want when we meet.

you're beautiful

My life is brilliant.

My life is brilliant.

My love is pure.

I saw an angel.

Of that I'm sure.

She smiled at me on the subway.

She was with another man

But I won't lose no sleep on that,

'Cause I've got a plan.

You're beautiful.

You're beautiful.

You're beautiful, it's true.

I saw your face in a crowded place,

And I don't know what to do,

I'll never be with you.

Yeah, she caught my eye,

As we walked on by.

She could see from my face that I was,

Flying high,

And I don't think that I'll see her again,

But we shared a moment that will last till the end.

You're beautiful.

You're beautiful.

You're beautiful, it's true.

I saw your face in a crowded place,

And I don't know what to do,

'Cause I'll never be with you.

You're beautiful.

You're beautiful.

You're beautiful, it's true.

There must be an angel with a smile on her face,

When she thought up that I should be with you.

But it's time to face the truth,

I will never be with you.

(by the talented james blunt)

super

A series of blunders in the past 3 days put me through many unforgettable tests. Technical errors or not, I am not sure how facts can be stranger than fiction; in this case they are ingratiatingly painful. The mistakes were caused by human negligence and the lack of experience of working under pressure. If I were to expose the reason of the failure, I don't want to do it out of pleasure. I don't see a valid reason as to why I should inform the clients that, unless it is to prove that I single handedly completed the project in 2003 without qualms. Since I was not there to fully run the show this time, unimaginable errors arose. But worry not; I am here to save the day.

There is no such thing as a complete mistake whereby it will falsify and ruin one's entire life. Nothing is absolute, even wrongs.

in the memory of ,,,

Parting from you is a short time, the pain lasts for eternity.

Rest in peace.

m1 m2

This is a joke. It can't be happening. Perhaps I should look at it seriously. When m1 faded, m2 came into the picture. The haunting claws and demands of m1 have diminished. m1's time is over.

The power of m2 is taking hold of me.

I need it to give me a sense of security, identity and activity.

I don't quite know how to explain what I should do.

There is nothing I must do.

Just watch...

it is all there

One cannot presuppose the beginning of time or the universe because it is self-contradictory. When one says that the universe begins it implies that time already existed prior to the beginning of time. The whole operation of the universe amazes mankind. When one stares into the sky, witnesses the waxing and waning of the moon that calls the rising and falling of the tide, what is the force behind such a phenomenon – one asks. I am not sure if animals and inanimate objects feel the same. I guess maybe not because they don’t fall out of the natural flow of universal laws.

The faculty of mind which hosts the power of reasoning and imagination sets us apart from animals and plants. The irony is that the ability to reason and think pushes mankind away from the centre of the universe when animals and plants remain loyal and intact.

Since primordial times, man created stories and rituals to explain its relationship to the enigmatic universe. Man wondered why does the sun rise in the east and set in the west. How can trees that are immobile be self-sufficient while man who is free to roam has to struggle much more? A plant automatically faces the sun to absorb heat as if there is an unspoken law and hidden hand that pulls it towards that direction. You don’t see a plant turning away from the sun, from its source of nourishment. However, we see a man doing that. We see a man denying the very essence of life. We observe man going against and not endorsing life. Then everything becomes difficult. It is not just mere acceptance. It is not about saying, “I know I am like this and that.” It is seeing that the person who says “I know” and the doer is the one and same individual.

Life lives on life. This is a fact and it is something that we all have to accept. Vegetarians or not, we kill to survive.

darling...

Husband & Wife ... the difference

She is my idol.
I am her fan.

In the end, love is nothing.

He is a singer.
He is her man.

In the end, love is something.