I am really just a boring person. There is nothing absolutely interesting about me. Firstly I make logical arguments of which no one really cares- and I make a fool out of myself without really trying. How then can it be that there is anything interesting about me?
Firstly one, I do not show any interest in women who show interest in me. And secondly, they hate me for the guts and thirdly, they become embroiled in a name-calling match of which I came looking more like Frankenstein than a bored person.
I am not sure which is better, someone making salacious stories about me and making me more interesting than I really am or simply because I just am flattered with all the attention. But I'll stick with the second, I am better with that.
This has got me thinking that why I am really perceived as an extremely bored person: after some serious self-contemplation, I have made up of the following list?
1) I do not talk- it is really hard to be interesting when all I do is to stare into my hand phone and write notes of everything else but not the important things.
2) I visit the same place over and over again- so much so that it seem that my geography is limited to these few places
3) I am really deep down, just a good boy with strong wholesome values and a beacon for everyone. I am really just too damn good that's all.
I am not sure why, even when I don't talk, there are so much laughter around me that I am wondering whether they know what I am writing in my hand phone. And then if so, it doesn't really matter whether I talk or not. They simply just laugh. Hence by this definition, I am not a boring person- regardless of whether I am the source of jokes.
2) I like to think interpretation is more important than novelty. Like the bookstore I visit quite often- they seem to know my life more than I care to remember or can remember. The placement of books is such that I get a new discovery every time I visit the place. The place remains the same, the experience I get is so different. Hence I beg to differ that novelty trumps experience- you just have to know where to look for it.
3) This is extremely debatable. You see a good boy with strong wholesome values can be just as interesting. Like I say, I mind my own business and two I get new experiences every single day, who say, a guy with strong wholesome values is boring- I say screw this stereotype. Apologies, pardon my French [ I absolutely mean it].
Having brought down the particular stereotype, I have nothing but perfect admiration for myself and therefore I like to conclude that I am really the most interesting person in the world- hence whoever that intends to think otherwise- can kiss my ass. [ figuratively speaking of course- I am strong guy with good wholesome values remember.]
Nights.
Enjoy the last day of the year while it still lasts.
Eugene
Monday, December 31, 2012
Sunday, December 30, 2012
High and Low
A disrespect for a personal space and time is symptomatic of a culture which is ineffective in progressing beyond mere possession. In public space, noise travel and everything is within a glance or a earshot. Just because we owned something or allowed to do so, doesn't mean that one has the right to do so. Civilization has progressed such a way that we are able to artfully communicate a message without the need to rouse a disturbance. And in so doing otherwise, norms are not established and it's rules are rudimentary and crude in nature.
In Switzerland, one is barred from flushing the toilet after a certain time for fear of waking up the neighbours. But in many countries, many people are pleased to do whatever they please just because they own a particular piece of property.
There is no manner of high or low culture in this particular respect. This not an appreciation in the difference between Mattise and Renoir, this is a manner doing of how you wish to communicate in a manner that is not unruffling. And it does not take a diplomat to constantly speak in political correct tones- this is just a manner of if you were doing something, would you want to disturb or be told in a certain manner.
It would seem the above would raise the question of the dichotomous nature masculinity and feminist. But tell any politician or successful business person, and they will you that this is an act. A politician with brute force is not one, a business person with sheer weight will only work in almost non-existent monopolistic environment.
An army general with no clue of the skilled art of diplomacy will ruffle the feathers of those in S1 and intelligence department- who will tell you that it is not as simple as sending your tanks over to find out intel about your enemy or procuring for new weapons.
Anybody in this particular aspect whom have no respect for personal property and the possible affliction caused by the frivolous actions seen by one's rather parochial worldview is one whom has not acquire the art being heard without being heard or being seen without being seen. Insofar, that in many aspects, the progress of many culture in spite of much lauded economic success has not kept pace with each other. There is a difference between status and being rich- these are not collapsed together. Any self-made man would tell you this- it is those that have not make it that would tell you otherwise.
In Switzerland, one is barred from flushing the toilet after a certain time for fear of waking up the neighbours. But in many countries, many people are pleased to do whatever they please just because they own a particular piece of property.
There is no manner of high or low culture in this particular respect. This not an appreciation in the difference between Mattise and Renoir, this is a manner doing of how you wish to communicate in a manner that is not unruffling. And it does not take a diplomat to constantly speak in political correct tones- this is just a manner of if you were doing something, would you want to disturb or be told in a certain manner.
It would seem the above would raise the question of the dichotomous nature masculinity and feminist. But tell any politician or successful business person, and they will you that this is an act. A politician with brute force is not one, a business person with sheer weight will only work in almost non-existent monopolistic environment.
An army general with no clue of the skilled art of diplomacy will ruffle the feathers of those in S1 and intelligence department- who will tell you that it is not as simple as sending your tanks over to find out intel about your enemy or procuring for new weapons.
Anybody in this particular aspect whom have no respect for personal property and the possible affliction caused by the frivolous actions seen by one's rather parochial worldview is one whom has not acquire the art being heard without being heard or being seen without being seen. Insofar, that in many aspects, the progress of many culture in spite of much lauded economic success has not kept pace with each other. There is a difference between status and being rich- these are not collapsed together. Any self-made man would tell you this- it is those that have not make it that would tell you otherwise.
Being "social"
There are some whom have confused with "being social" and "sociable". Being social means observing social norms but keeping a distance but "sociable" means the act of being social- or actually doing the act of enjoying mixing around.
Take for example, I socialize around people that I might not like but I have to- for posterity sake- for the appearance of being well-liked and one always stand outside of oneself- always finding ways of fitting in-. Therefore one can be social without being "sociable" in this sense.
One in effect can be sociable without being "social". Social relationship require an awareness of social context and if one senses a negative one- the social and "sociable" one- would have to be dexterous and not committed.
At the supermarket, I was walking through the aisle, a guy zoom past me without really highlighting his presence while heading straight for the counter- this unfortunately is not an Olympiad, and there are no prizes for finishing first. You might show to your friends an extremely quick feet- navigating the crowd- but to everyone else, it is just a nuisance.
I was buying DVDs- let's just say of the bootleg nature- somewhere in the world, I was alone buying and suddenly out of nowhere, a crowd suddenly gathered around me also buying them, and this "stall" has been around for some time already. This is NOT a "social" phenomenon- and no, it does not constitute as "sociable", it might be socially permissible- but it sure is not being in line with "being social" as well. You are doing something that is condone by other's but it is not necessarily "being social" with them.
Having said that, there are some whom enjoy the act of being part of a group participating furiously in an event that is popular and well-attended, that is the nature of being a "social animal". Do not confuse the experience of "being social" with that of actually "am social". You might be enjoying yourself in a public event but the same might not be said of the person beside you.
Have you told a kid off in a playground that you are making too much noise while playing with other kids- the only difference is that you cannot tell another adult that you are making a nuisance of yourself in spite of the "self-delirium".
One might "feel" part of the group- but being "part" of a group is a whole new ball game altogether.
The whole idea of a gang is "being part of group" but would you call them "sociable" or "social". This is rhetorical question I know.
Take for example, I socialize around people that I might not like but I have to- for posterity sake- for the appearance of being well-liked and one always stand outside of oneself- always finding ways of fitting in-. Therefore one can be social without being "sociable" in this sense.
One in effect can be sociable without being "social". Social relationship require an awareness of social context and if one senses a negative one- the social and "sociable" one- would have to be dexterous and not committed.
At the supermarket, I was walking through the aisle, a guy zoom past me without really highlighting his presence while heading straight for the counter- this unfortunately is not an Olympiad, and there are no prizes for finishing first. You might show to your friends an extremely quick feet- navigating the crowd- but to everyone else, it is just a nuisance.
I was buying DVDs- let's just say of the bootleg nature- somewhere in the world, I was alone buying and suddenly out of nowhere, a crowd suddenly gathered around me also buying them, and this "stall" has been around for some time already. This is NOT a "social" phenomenon- and no, it does not constitute as "sociable", it might be socially permissible- but it sure is not being in line with "being social" as well. You are doing something that is condone by other's but it is not necessarily "being social" with them.
Having said that, there are some whom enjoy the act of being part of a group participating furiously in an event that is popular and well-attended, that is the nature of being a "social animal". Do not confuse the experience of "being social" with that of actually "am social". You might be enjoying yourself in a public event but the same might not be said of the person beside you.
Have you told a kid off in a playground that you are making too much noise while playing with other kids- the only difference is that you cannot tell another adult that you are making a nuisance of yourself in spite of the "self-delirium".
One might "feel" part of the group- but being "part" of a group is a whole new ball game altogether.
The whole idea of a gang is "being part of group" but would you call them "sociable" or "social". This is rhetorical question I know.
Saturday, December 22, 2012
Good Bye
The God of wine is Dionysius, and pretending that you are god of wine is not going to make an immortal. If you are brave only because you don't recognize people around you, it doesn't make you brave.
In the moment, doesn't mean that you are not who you are. It means that you are so consume by something you cannot control that you are forget who you are.
It's amorphous nature is fallacious to think that we can keep it under control- you would not know the what you did today will cause a virus tomorrow, death later or stupid conflict and lastly sadness. Do not pretend that you can control what you did just because you cannot endure it.
Do not confuse for what you are with what what you really are- do not for a second think that your rage, anger, jealousy is justified just because there is an opportunity.
There will be repercussions- just not now. You just wait and see
Get Real
Love, hatred when one mixed into the pot is really one potent concoction. It often turns to vengeance, rage, envy and jealousy.
At this current moment, for everyone whom have any of these emotions towards me, I have no idea what to say but why?
What really am I to you that stir these emotions towards me? If these feelings are fleeting, comes and goes- why then harbor these stinging feelings underneath the skin? In reality, it does more harm to yourself than it does to me.
If I so defined you so much, then who are you? Have no one ask this really basic question?
If I can motivate actions- be it benign or malign- who then is control of your life, you or me? In reality, you need me more than than I need you.
You need an igniter quickly, and you desperately search for one but in reality, you have no idea why you are igniting the flame for in the first place.
The only thing that quenches your thirst for these emotions is ironically the only thing that lights you up. The actions do not quench your thirst, you have none to start with but rather what you have is a placid life of which only these fleeting moments of transcendence that allows you to go beyond your "self". You used me only to fire that humdrum life that you've called one.
You feel trapped and am trapped but you used this as compass as a beacon for the pathetic life onlyto realize that all these is ephemeral. You don't hate me, you hate your life and yourself, and how you have turned out eventually.
I do not quench your thirst, I am the blip on the plateau on which one has to remember: I don't owe a fucking thing to you.
Really, I do hope that you get on with your life- no matter how sad and pathetic it is- because think about it, it has absolutely nothing to do with me.
Get a mirror or therapist. Better, get a real life and stay out of my way.
Eugene
Monday, December 10, 2012
Clueless Star
There are some whom want to brag and thrash talk before they have anything to shout about. There are quite a number who really means: "Empty vessel makes the most noise."
There are some whom believed that by looking good means being good. There is a saying that goes: "Face is more important than life." And it is therefore their belief to be popular at all cost.
And in order to maintain their popularity, they will do anything to maintain their face.
It is not that I don't care about face, but quite a number of people think that nobody cannot see their ruse and their act. And they think they are extremely well-liked and maintain a delusional self-image that it is almost cruel to tell them the truth.
Sometimes, it doesn't occur to them that they are well-like and popular among their peers only and anybody outside of this circle just think that they are in outer space. The only reason that they are well-liked by their peers is because they are just like that person. So therefore you would see a bunch like-minded people hanging around gaining confidence in a group when they are really nuisance to everyone around them.
And when a stranger comes up and talk to them, they freeze and they suddenly turns into mush in the most critical period.
And so everyone thinks that I am a star or "special" just because perhaps maybe I am not like them and I am just trying to be different. I am not sure whether one have considered that maybe other's can smell insecurity and desperation from the way one acts and it can really makes another person very uncomfortable just being around that person.
I am not sure whether anyone have considered that I am ignoring that person just so that one will not make a further fool of themselves by attracting a lot of unnecessary attention.
People can and will see what one does and they will react if they don't like what you are doing. Even if I don't react, somebody will, and appreciate my goodwill when you are being nuisance to everyone around you. When I ignore you, I am already helping you. When I making fun of you, I am already making things easy for you to move away.
The air we breath is the same so don't make it anymore difficult it is for yourself and everyone around you. There is no difference in the water that we drink.
If you want to be a star, start with people around you. Not with people, you don't even know.
Take Care
Eugene
There are some whom believed that by looking good means being good. There is a saying that goes: "Face is more important than life." And it is therefore their belief to be popular at all cost.
And in order to maintain their popularity, they will do anything to maintain their face.
It is not that I don't care about face, but quite a number of people think that nobody cannot see their ruse and their act. And they think they are extremely well-liked and maintain a delusional self-image that it is almost cruel to tell them the truth.
Sometimes, it doesn't occur to them that they are well-like and popular among their peers only and anybody outside of this circle just think that they are in outer space. The only reason that they are well-liked by their peers is because they are just like that person. So therefore you would see a bunch like-minded people hanging around gaining confidence in a group when they are really nuisance to everyone around them.
And when a stranger comes up and talk to them, they freeze and they suddenly turns into mush in the most critical period.
And so everyone thinks that I am a star or "special" just because perhaps maybe I am not like them and I am just trying to be different. I am not sure whether one have considered that maybe other's can smell insecurity and desperation from the way one acts and it can really makes another person very uncomfortable just being around that person.
I am not sure whether anyone have considered that I am ignoring that person just so that one will not make a further fool of themselves by attracting a lot of unnecessary attention.
People can and will see what one does and they will react if they don't like what you are doing. Even if I don't react, somebody will, and appreciate my goodwill when you are being nuisance to everyone around you. When I ignore you, I am already helping you. When I making fun of you, I am already making things easy for you to move away.
The air we breath is the same so don't make it anymore difficult it is for yourself and everyone around you. There is no difference in the water that we drink.
If you want to be a star, start with people around you. Not with people, you don't even know.
Take Care
Eugene
Sunday, December 09, 2012
Life
The only thing that will motivate people is the push. People are in itself condemned to be led because they are quite incapable beyond responding to external stimuli.
I have never confessed to know everything but I have never said that I would have to follow if I don't know. These are two different things altogether.
It is for this reason many are condemned to be ignorant. They believe in being a master/slave, they believe in a yes/no, strong/weak, rich/poor. In reality, they lived in a world of black and white more than people believed I am calculative and rational.
If you can't be smart, then you must be stupid. If you can't be successful, then you must be a failure. If you can't be strong than you must be weak. The funniest thing is that when they are in a disadvantaged position, they readily start themselves from behind. Then they move themselves from behind- why do that?
On what basis, do you admit your weaker position?
If you don't even know why, why make other's weaker than yourself? Have you see your own reflection that there is a plane of comparison in the first place. If you better, what do you gain by making other's worse, if you are worst, what do you gain by making other's worse- in both instances nothing.
I have never once said that you should do this and you should do that- it is for the very reason that one thinks you are better than me that I will ask you, why did you ask me to do something? There is no ego, and if you can't give me an explanation or at least show to me- than on what basis would one have to start from a weaker position.
Then there is this question of good/bad and right/wrong. Only the self-righteous accuse the other's of being wrong. The right never said that they are right because they know they would get wrong someday. The funny thing is that they cover one "right" with another "right" until they believe that they are "entitled" to be right.
Nobody has a monopoly on "rightness". If you ever look yourself in the mirror and said something in self-defence, that is not "right" either. Because, you knew it was wrong and yet you did it. You will forever compensate for these internal conflict- nobody did it to you, you did it to yourself.
You cannot get over yourself precisely because you have build a mountain of inconsistencies in one's stance that you poke holes into your own psyche- thinking that building higher walls who prevent an incursion.
Some have said that I do not care for other's- the best part is that I don't even who are these people who said that. And if one have sincere intentions in highlighting the flaws- how come I don't even know are they and what basis did they say so. Are you trying to say everyone who criticize me is altruistic- and if so, the world will be a wonderful place to lived in.
I don't think that I am superior to other's but I really do pity those that continue only to chase my shadows- and it is not because I am afraid of competition, but why are you competing with me? Why do you keep on chasing your own tail when you have better things to do?
I have never liked the number 7, but sometimes people make me laugh and cry at the same time. And to stop myself from getting sad, I make fun of them but sometimes they don't get the joke and they just keep on coming.
I have no idols but I do have favourites. But I don't mixed them up together. Just because it is my favourite, doesn't mean this person can do no wrong or always do the right thing. Just because there are some admirable qualities, doesn't mean that this person is perfect.
If someone do admire me, I am doing this person a favour by distancing myself from him/her. The only way one can improve is question your weakness and not emulate or copy. The more questions being posed, the better one gets. Even if the answer is imperfect, it is almost always better than the last one.
Do not get me wrong that I dislike you or don't care about you, only by removing the idol worship quality, can one ask yourself: what is so good about this person and what should I follow and what should I not follow. That being said, don't hate me.
The more you hate me, the worst it gets for your life- when you can spend your time on more productive things.
What would you do if you were in my shoes- and if you don't enjoy that, then you have serious case of jealousy and not positive self-improvement.
One can't stop other's from doing what they do, but by doing so, you are destroying your own life and not that of other's. I have nothing to do with it, you did it to yourself. It's your life to destroy, not mine.
I have never confessed to know everything but I have never said that I would have to follow if I don't know. These are two different things altogether.
It is for this reason many are condemned to be ignorant. They believe in being a master/slave, they believe in a yes/no, strong/weak, rich/poor. In reality, they lived in a world of black and white more than people believed I am calculative and rational.
If you can't be smart, then you must be stupid. If you can't be successful, then you must be a failure. If you can't be strong than you must be weak. The funniest thing is that when they are in a disadvantaged position, they readily start themselves from behind. Then they move themselves from behind- why do that?
On what basis, do you admit your weaker position?
If you don't even know why, why make other's weaker than yourself? Have you see your own reflection that there is a plane of comparison in the first place. If you better, what do you gain by making other's worse, if you are worst, what do you gain by making other's worse- in both instances nothing.
I have never once said that you should do this and you should do that- it is for the very reason that one thinks you are better than me that I will ask you, why did you ask me to do something? There is no ego, and if you can't give me an explanation or at least show to me- than on what basis would one have to start from a weaker position.
Then there is this question of good/bad and right/wrong. Only the self-righteous accuse the other's of being wrong. The right never said that they are right because they know they would get wrong someday. The funny thing is that they cover one "right" with another "right" until they believe that they are "entitled" to be right.
Nobody has a monopoly on "rightness". If you ever look yourself in the mirror and said something in self-defence, that is not "right" either. Because, you knew it was wrong and yet you did it. You will forever compensate for these internal conflict- nobody did it to you, you did it to yourself.
You cannot get over yourself precisely because you have build a mountain of inconsistencies in one's stance that you poke holes into your own psyche- thinking that building higher walls who prevent an incursion.
Some have said that I do not care for other's- the best part is that I don't even who are these people who said that. And if one have sincere intentions in highlighting the flaws- how come I don't even know are they and what basis did they say so. Are you trying to say everyone who criticize me is altruistic- and if so, the world will be a wonderful place to lived in.
I don't think that I am superior to other's but I really do pity those that continue only to chase my shadows- and it is not because I am afraid of competition, but why are you competing with me? Why do you keep on chasing your own tail when you have better things to do?
I have never liked the number 7, but sometimes people make me laugh and cry at the same time. And to stop myself from getting sad, I make fun of them but sometimes they don't get the joke and they just keep on coming.
I have no idols but I do have favourites. But I don't mixed them up together. Just because it is my favourite, doesn't mean this person can do no wrong or always do the right thing. Just because there are some admirable qualities, doesn't mean that this person is perfect.
If someone do admire me, I am doing this person a favour by distancing myself from him/her. The only way one can improve is question your weakness and not emulate or copy. The more questions being posed, the better one gets. Even if the answer is imperfect, it is almost always better than the last one.
Do not get me wrong that I dislike you or don't care about you, only by removing the idol worship quality, can one ask yourself: what is so good about this person and what should I follow and what should I not follow. That being said, don't hate me.
The more you hate me, the worst it gets for your life- when you can spend your time on more productive things.
What would you do if you were in my shoes- and if you don't enjoy that, then you have serious case of jealousy and not positive self-improvement.
One can't stop other's from doing what they do, but by doing so, you are destroying your own life and not that of other's. I have nothing to do with it, you did it to yourself. It's your life to destroy, not mine.
Wednesday, December 05, 2012
The world's biggest loser
One day, a boy walked up to the mirror and look at himself. Why do I look like this and why am I in this state? He walked out sunken.
So later that day, he walked out trying to cheer himself up and then he found a smaller boy who had fell down on the road. He kicked him in his and laughed at him. And now he felt much better about himself.
When he went to school and he got the final grades for his exam. He failed and he felt even more miserable. He went back and lied to his parents that he had score very high marks just that the teacher had not distributed the papers back yet.
He felt very terrible about he himself and when he stepped out of his house, he saw a little kitten whom was stranded. He poured some oil on the little cat and lit it on fire. He was laughing as the little kitten squeaked in pain.
Lastly, what he did was to walk into his little brother's - whom was doing much better- room and poured glued into his school bag. The brother's school and home work was ruined and he had to start all over again his school work.
One day, he walked past the same mirror again. And he saw the reflection of what he did. The reflection told quite different story. In the reflection, what he did was smashing the reflection on the mirror and did nothing of the sort. What he did was smash all his own reflections and nothing else. Everything else remained intact.
What he did was to smash all the mirrors that has his own image. The people were on the other side of the road.
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In truth, you hate yourself more than you hate other's. The biggest loser is your reflection.
So later that day, he walked out trying to cheer himself up and then he found a smaller boy who had fell down on the road. He kicked him in his and laughed at him. And now he felt much better about himself.
When he went to school and he got the final grades for his exam. He failed and he felt even more miserable. He went back and lied to his parents that he had score very high marks just that the teacher had not distributed the papers back yet.
He felt very terrible about he himself and when he stepped out of his house, he saw a little kitten whom was stranded. He poured some oil on the little cat and lit it on fire. He was laughing as the little kitten squeaked in pain.
Lastly, what he did was to walk into his little brother's - whom was doing much better- room and poured glued into his school bag. The brother's school and home work was ruined and he had to start all over again his school work.
One day, he walked past the same mirror again. And he saw the reflection of what he did. The reflection told quite different story. In the reflection, what he did was smashing the reflection on the mirror and did nothing of the sort. What he did was smash all his own reflections and nothing else. Everything else remained intact.
What he did was to smash all the mirrors that has his own image. The people were on the other side of the road.
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In truth, you hate yourself more than you hate other's. The biggest loser is your reflection.
On fight or flight.
There are some people whom believed that they are entitled to do whatever they want just because there is an opportunity to do so. There are some whom will persevere and protect themselves just to avoid being on the firing line.
Let me just tell you when you stare death at it's face, death will stare back at you. This is not a who blinks first game, there is nothing there, so why would anyone want to blink. It is how you react when nothing stares back at you.
There are no such things as resurrection, there are no such things as revival and there are are definitely no such things as coming back from the dead. You create your own death because you think of it. You creates the death of other's because you are afraid of it. You create it because you want it not because it is the right time. There is no right time.
This is not a matter of willpower, strength, strategy or intelligence or resources- this is a matter of you thinking a siege just so you can justify you can create death in your own head. It is like envisioning your own death when it have not even happen. If I break it down for you now, don't you realise how stupid and preposterous your thinking and mind is now.
The fear gets in your brain, and your brain envision your death and therefore you either run away, defend, or push it away. Everyone grows old, and there are always younger people coming along- why then are so afraid of death when the odds of you dying from lung cancer because of smoking is higher than you actually being struck by lightning or other events you cannot control. Ironically, who chooses to speed up death while being afraid of it [ since tobacco is emotional stabilizer of some sorts].
You worry about being down with all kinds of ailments at 50-70 when the average mortality rate is 83 -86 locally. Either you are really dumb or your mind is playing tricks on you. Either way, I cannot help you because this visualization technique is way stronger than you can imagine. This is your own self-fulfilling prophecy.
What you believe, you act. What you see, you act. What you afraid, you dart. Therefore when you are afraid- which is your very own expiry- how would you react: Fight or flight.
Nobody can create your destiny except those that you believe and if you are so scared of death, very often you are always the first to go. Cowards always lose- one way or another.
Let me just tell you when you stare death at it's face, death will stare back at you. This is not a who blinks first game, there is nothing there, so why would anyone want to blink. It is how you react when nothing stares back at you.
There are no such things as resurrection, there are no such things as revival and there are are definitely no such things as coming back from the dead. You create your own death because you think of it. You creates the death of other's because you are afraid of it. You create it because you want it not because it is the right time. There is no right time.
This is not a matter of willpower, strength, strategy or intelligence or resources- this is a matter of you thinking a siege just so you can justify you can create death in your own head. It is like envisioning your own death when it have not even happen. If I break it down for you now, don't you realise how stupid and preposterous your thinking and mind is now.
The fear gets in your brain, and your brain envision your death and therefore you either run away, defend, or push it away. Everyone grows old, and there are always younger people coming along- why then are so afraid of death when the odds of you dying from lung cancer because of smoking is higher than you actually being struck by lightning or other events you cannot control. Ironically, who chooses to speed up death while being afraid of it [ since tobacco is emotional stabilizer of some sorts].
You worry about being down with all kinds of ailments at 50-70 when the average mortality rate is 83 -86 locally. Either you are really dumb or your mind is playing tricks on you. Either way, I cannot help you because this visualization technique is way stronger than you can imagine. This is your own self-fulfilling prophecy.
What you believe, you act. What you see, you act. What you afraid, you dart. Therefore when you are afraid- which is your very own expiry- how would you react: Fight or flight.
Nobody can create your destiny except those that you believe and if you are so scared of death, very often you are always the first to go. Cowards always lose- one way or another.
Monday, December 03, 2012
Ignorance is bliss
I have spend one entire year trying to understand the actions of other's and their motivations. The only thing that I can tell you is that I was tricked for some time, and I allowed myself to be tricked just so I can find out the extent, the motivations of the actions of other's.
I was a fool for one year just so I can know how people make a fool out of other's. I am happy to report that I was a fool for one year but I am no closer to motivations of other's. Because in reality, they are as clueless as why they even do the things that they do.
They don't know because they are scared and clueless. They want things quick and easy. They believed in form over functions. They are happy while remaining bestially ignorant of themselves. They believe in themselves because they want people to believe in them without even knowing what they believe and know in the first place. They believe that every action leads to some form of reaction but without really knowing why so and how so. Their habits permeate so deep that to unravel them would mean unravelling why there are male and female in the first place.
They want to know without even knowing what is want and know in the first place. They want to buy without knowing how and why it is being made. They put on a brave front without even knowing why in the first place. They want to balance things without even knowing the quantities and the reason in the first place. They want harmony without even knowing the cost. They want to be successful, rich and smart and everything without ever knowing even knowing why. And even if you are, what good would it do for you. What good would it do for you if someone even gave you all these for free. You squander everything away because you don't even know how you get there in the first place.
They want to believe but yet are too lazy to understand why. They want to travel without even knowing what they are searching for. They look without searching. They search without digging. They dig without searching. Ultimately, they go back one very simple rule: they want to survive. And that's when the degeneration begins because you have all but given up.
Everybody don't know. It is fine. If we did, we would live in utopia, but we don't and so deal with it.
Utopia is a dream for a reason. Heaven cannot be seen for a reason. You just don't need to speed it up nor bring it down.
I am the biggest fool to think I can understand it all. I was wrong. I don't need to understand you, you need to understand you. It all starts with you. I am the biggest fool and it all starts with you.
I was a fool for one year just so I can know how people make a fool out of other's. I am happy to report that I was a fool for one year but I am no closer to motivations of other's. Because in reality, they are as clueless as why they even do the things that they do.
They don't know because they are scared and clueless. They want things quick and easy. They believed in form over functions. They are happy while remaining bestially ignorant of themselves. They believe in themselves because they want people to believe in them without even knowing what they believe and know in the first place. They believe that every action leads to some form of reaction but without really knowing why so and how so. Their habits permeate so deep that to unravel them would mean unravelling why there are male and female in the first place.
They want to know without even knowing what is want and know in the first place. They want to buy without knowing how and why it is being made. They put on a brave front without even knowing why in the first place. They want to balance things without even knowing the quantities and the reason in the first place. They want harmony without even knowing the cost. They want to be successful, rich and smart and everything without ever knowing even knowing why. And even if you are, what good would it do for you. What good would it do for you if someone even gave you all these for free. You squander everything away because you don't even know how you get there in the first place.
They want to believe but yet are too lazy to understand why. They want to travel without even knowing what they are searching for. They look without searching. They search without digging. They dig without searching. Ultimately, they go back one very simple rule: they want to survive. And that's when the degeneration begins because you have all but given up.
Everybody don't know. It is fine. If we did, we would live in utopia, but we don't and so deal with it.
Utopia is a dream for a reason. Heaven cannot be seen for a reason. You just don't need to speed it up nor bring it down.
I am the biggest fool to think I can understand it all. I was wrong. I don't need to understand you, you need to understand you. It all starts with you. I am the biggest fool and it all starts with you.
Sunday, December 02, 2012
The world's biggest loser
Have you looked another person in the eye and asked yourself "why is this person so different from me?" why since I find this person particularly irksome, why do we still want to bother about this person.
Have you looked yourself in the mirror and asked yourself, what makes you any less irksome than this person? And when you pray to your god, ancestors or something beyond yourself- what do you pray for- for more money, for more promotion or did you sincerely believed that having more money will make your family happier? And put yourself in god's shoes- aren't you anymore irksome than a person asking for a handout? On what right, do you have to ask for things?
There are some whom particularly in their prayers wants to get rid of people or things for their convenience but what's makes you think that the god you are talking to, doesn't want to get rid of you for this particular request? Piety, loyalty and integrity doesn't beget kindness in real life and makes you think that this would be given to you just because you asked for it without demonstrating any of these qualities.
If you are incapable of getting what you want, what makes you think that any other person can do any better than you. And if so, why condemn a loser when you are "loser" yourself- just because you didn't know about it. Hiding a sour face behind a brave front would makes an even bigger loser for a distinct lack of ability to faced up to reality- and if so, what makes you think any supernatural being would help you. If a human could tell piety from flattery, what makes you think that any "supernatural" being is incapable of seeing that.
An 'otherworldly" deliverance only gives you a "after-life" guarantee but it doesn't mean that the experience will be that good. It's a clarion call, not unqualified guarantee. When someone tells you that it is certified 100% healthy, it doesn't mean that after drinking it will make you into a man of steel. Being healthy is quite different from being strong.
When someone tells you that lowest price guarantee, did you really believed that every item is the lowest price and if so, why do you readily believed that, no commitment will give you a committed guarantee for something so important. Someone must have screwed your head or you only get part of the story- only listen the parts that you like.
Therefore, look yourself in mirror: asked yourself whether are you irksome? And if let's say you were to face your maker or anyone whom you revered, can you say that I am good and therefore I should be rewarded or do you say that I visit you everyday so I must be rewarded. This is one and two different things.
Who is the biggest "loser"?
Face yourself in the mirror and ask yourself: are you irksome- and if you feel ashamed, there is still a shred of hope for you.
Have you looked yourself in the mirror and asked yourself, what makes you any less irksome than this person? And when you pray to your god, ancestors or something beyond yourself- what do you pray for- for more money, for more promotion or did you sincerely believed that having more money will make your family happier? And put yourself in god's shoes- aren't you anymore irksome than a person asking for a handout? On what right, do you have to ask for things?
There are some whom particularly in their prayers wants to get rid of people or things for their convenience but what's makes you think that the god you are talking to, doesn't want to get rid of you for this particular request? Piety, loyalty and integrity doesn't beget kindness in real life and makes you think that this would be given to you just because you asked for it without demonstrating any of these qualities.
If you are incapable of getting what you want, what makes you think that any other person can do any better than you. And if so, why condemn a loser when you are "loser" yourself- just because you didn't know about it. Hiding a sour face behind a brave front would makes an even bigger loser for a distinct lack of ability to faced up to reality- and if so, what makes you think any supernatural being would help you. If a human could tell piety from flattery, what makes you think that any "supernatural" being is incapable of seeing that.
An 'otherworldly" deliverance only gives you a "after-life" guarantee but it doesn't mean that the experience will be that good. It's a clarion call, not unqualified guarantee. When someone tells you that it is certified 100% healthy, it doesn't mean that after drinking it will make you into a man of steel. Being healthy is quite different from being strong.
When someone tells you that lowest price guarantee, did you really believed that every item is the lowest price and if so, why do you readily believed that, no commitment will give you a committed guarantee for something so important. Someone must have screwed your head or you only get part of the story- only listen the parts that you like.
Therefore, look yourself in mirror: asked yourself whether are you irksome? And if let's say you were to face your maker or anyone whom you revered, can you say that I am good and therefore I should be rewarded or do you say that I visit you everyday so I must be rewarded. This is one and two different things.
Who is the biggest "loser"?
Face yourself in the mirror and ask yourself: are you irksome- and if you feel ashamed, there is still a shred of hope for you.
Friday, November 30, 2012
The farmer, the cows, the sheeps, cowboys and the dogs
There was a farm where all the animals lived in bliss. Basically there were only 2 types of animals and the farmers which control them. One is the crowned dogs which listen to the command of the farmers and then there were the sheep. The dog had an occasional mutton to eat and the farmer had milk and sold the sheep to the nearby market for money.
Everyone was relatively happy. Insofar that the farmer had a source of income, the dog had what it needed and the sheep was living in blissful ignorance with all the grass to eat.
But the farmer decided to expand it's repertoire of farm animals and introduced cows in as well- the cows were extremely useful- they could be milked, they could be sold for meat or be used to till the ground. But they needed more manpower and horses as well to round them up. Hence the lead farmer introduced the a second farmer well-versed in cow rearing to hire cowboys and buy horses to manage the cow herd.
Now the farm was getting a little crowded. The sheep whom have had all the meadows to themselves now had to contend with a smaller but bigger group of cows for the grass. But both are relatively domesticated animals and hence did not caused much trouble for the farmers. The only thing they ever did, was to kick the crowned dogs- hence injuring some of those handsome dogs. The cows were more than happy as they were bigger and could moved around to eat around the fields whom are relatively untouched as the sheep had a much smaller appetite. Moreover, they had come from downstream and hence the grass taste a little better due to the water. They didn't caused much trouble for the cowboys or horses. They knew a good grass from a bad one that is.
And now at the farmer's house, the two lead farmers had decided to bring their family together to lived together on a bigger premises so they could watch over the farm. Hence in time to come, the son and daughters eventually did get married to each other and making the farm house ever closer.
The cowboys and the crowned dogs began to get a little restless. As their simple way of life became even more complicated. The dogs lost the attention of their owners somewhat and had to work harder to the increased population of navigation. The cowboys on the other had wanted to be closer to the family but often relegated to the nearby town bar or street diner. And having work so hard while, the farmer's son married the daughter and became part owner of the farm at about the same age. They didn't feel that it was fair. From time to time, they would plunged a hole in the young man's car tyres but overall, they kept to their jobs. But their boisterousness was getting louder but the two lead farmers kept them in check as they knew their parents from the nearby church.
As the two farmers got closer, they decided to try to introduce both set of animals rather than keep them separated. They wanted to put them together as they had a vision of running farm where the animals ran a factory via them their energy. In other words, they wanted them to work together to produce goods for the town. And in such a environment, they would have to be kept in close proximity together hence they wanted to blood them in, so that they can run on the treadmills to power the factory.
While in the meadows with the barriers up, the bigger male cows were attracted by the pheromones emitted by the female sheep and would try to proposition them as they would with their own kind. The smaller but much larger male sheep population- sensing a testosterone came together and prevented the bigger cows from even coming a whisker of the female sheep. And in time to come, they even grew horns to fend off the attack. Such an occurrence did not ever happen before the introduction as they are largely similar.
The closer they get, the fiercer the territorial dispute. And they both sets spend more time posturing than eating the grass to produce better fur or stronger muscles to work the fields. In fact, the bigger bulls began to grow different form of spots to attract the sheep, while the smaller sheep to compensate for their smaller size grew ever larger horns. The dogs were disheartened and the cowboys decided to let loose to let the farmers know their worth and said nothing about the developments. They allow the tension to grow without allowing for any lost sheep or cow. The farmers knew none the better about the tension. All they see from afar was cows and sheep grazing on the fields and the dogs and cowboys were there to take care of things.
Meanwhile as they were preparing the blueprint of the new factory, one of the cows who were stepping too close to another sheep- and from the blind spot it appears that the cow was inside the safe distance from each other was chased and fell into the river. The cow drowned but the cowboy told the farmers that it was near evening hence the cow might not be able to see the water.
But seeing this development, the farmer felt something amiss and decided to blood the two animals together by way of carrot and stick and incentives. They decided to put each of their favourite foods around the opposite ends herd. And in order to earn the reward each animal must exchanged it for their fur and this can only be done by going through the opposite herd. The cow on other had would have to exchange for their favourite food by carrying milk for the sheep to drink while going through the herd. Both set of animals complied unerringly as the sight of their favourite food appears to be too big an incentive to miss.
But once the task was done, they went largely back to their own herd and barn to rest hardly ever communicating with the other side.
Meanwhile, while walking through the herd, one of the female sheep was attracted by the musk of one male cows and walked over instead. The rest of the sheep- even the male ones said or did nothing- because they did not want to jeopardized their turn as the farmers were watching. And soon more of these occurrences begin to happen so much so that the female cows also began to show affection towards the ever growing presence of the male sheep. The same happened for the male cows who did nothing as both sides were doing the same thing anyway and they did not want to get into the farmer's bad books.
And even in so doing, these occurrences only happened during this period, and they largely stayed in each other quarter's after this daily exercise. As they need to work together in the long run, they need to do more than that.
Hence the farmer decided to do something radical. They decided to an hybrid animal. An animal where everyone must and should adhere to. They decided to fatten the sheep and starved the cows and dyed their fur to the same colour of the cows. In this case, the cows and sheep looked almost similar. Hence, in time to come the cow grew smaller and almost looked like an enlarged sheep while, the sheep grew fatter and larger and had artificially coloured fur. But the animals know the cows from the cows and the sheep from the sheep even though from time to time they to be more comfortable in each other presence. Some even to stay at each other's quarters and there wasn't even a need for any incentive.
And soon the bahmoo population- the new animal's name- were called began to grew so large such the sheep left the cows more food to eat and the cows cleaned the dyes off the sheep. They began to asked themselves: why should they made to feel or do something that they are not. One day, one of the female sheep stole a white flag and took the dye from it's fur and created a symbol: a bahmoo symbol.
In the dead of the night, all the animals charged at the farmhouse and destroyed everything. The cowboys and dogs did nothing as they felt neglected and disgruntled that things changed so much.
The farm was destroyed, the farmers were gone. The cowboys left as there was no work and the dogs went to a farm downstream. The bahmoos were triumphant.
But now with no one to water the grass and ensure it's fertility. They grazed as if there was no tomorrow and soon the entire fields have run barren. They now turned to each other- blaming each other for chasing the farmers away and having nothing to eat. And since they had such a close relationship, suddenly the old wounds begin to resurface, where the territorial rights begin to assert itself. What was ok, suddenly was bad as they had nothing better to do. They began to fight and with no cowboys and farmers to watched over them, casualties mounted. And everything was back to square one.
A new batch of owners, now with guns and trucks came in and round them up. And the cycle starts all over again.
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If you are unprepared for consequence, don't even try it. If you want to play god, don't even try it.
Everyone was relatively happy. Insofar that the farmer had a source of income, the dog had what it needed and the sheep was living in blissful ignorance with all the grass to eat.
But the farmer decided to expand it's repertoire of farm animals and introduced cows in as well- the cows were extremely useful- they could be milked, they could be sold for meat or be used to till the ground. But they needed more manpower and horses as well to round them up. Hence the lead farmer introduced the a second farmer well-versed in cow rearing to hire cowboys and buy horses to manage the cow herd.
Now the farm was getting a little crowded. The sheep whom have had all the meadows to themselves now had to contend with a smaller but bigger group of cows for the grass. But both are relatively domesticated animals and hence did not caused much trouble for the farmers. The only thing they ever did, was to kick the crowned dogs- hence injuring some of those handsome dogs. The cows were more than happy as they were bigger and could moved around to eat around the fields whom are relatively untouched as the sheep had a much smaller appetite. Moreover, they had come from downstream and hence the grass taste a little better due to the water. They didn't caused much trouble for the cowboys or horses. They knew a good grass from a bad one that is.
And now at the farmer's house, the two lead farmers had decided to bring their family together to lived together on a bigger premises so they could watch over the farm. Hence in time to come, the son and daughters eventually did get married to each other and making the farm house ever closer.
The cowboys and the crowned dogs began to get a little restless. As their simple way of life became even more complicated. The dogs lost the attention of their owners somewhat and had to work harder to the increased population of navigation. The cowboys on the other had wanted to be closer to the family but often relegated to the nearby town bar or street diner. And having work so hard while, the farmer's son married the daughter and became part owner of the farm at about the same age. They didn't feel that it was fair. From time to time, they would plunged a hole in the young man's car tyres but overall, they kept to their jobs. But their boisterousness was getting louder but the two lead farmers kept them in check as they knew their parents from the nearby church.
As the two farmers got closer, they decided to try to introduce both set of animals rather than keep them separated. They wanted to put them together as they had a vision of running farm where the animals ran a factory via them their energy. In other words, they wanted them to work together to produce goods for the town. And in such a environment, they would have to be kept in close proximity together hence they wanted to blood them in, so that they can run on the treadmills to power the factory.
While in the meadows with the barriers up, the bigger male cows were attracted by the pheromones emitted by the female sheep and would try to proposition them as they would with their own kind. The smaller but much larger male sheep population- sensing a testosterone came together and prevented the bigger cows from even coming a whisker of the female sheep. And in time to come, they even grew horns to fend off the attack. Such an occurrence did not ever happen before the introduction as they are largely similar.
The closer they get, the fiercer the territorial dispute. And they both sets spend more time posturing than eating the grass to produce better fur or stronger muscles to work the fields. In fact, the bigger bulls began to grow different form of spots to attract the sheep, while the smaller sheep to compensate for their smaller size grew ever larger horns. The dogs were disheartened and the cowboys decided to let loose to let the farmers know their worth and said nothing about the developments. They allow the tension to grow without allowing for any lost sheep or cow. The farmers knew none the better about the tension. All they see from afar was cows and sheep grazing on the fields and the dogs and cowboys were there to take care of things.
Meanwhile as they were preparing the blueprint of the new factory, one of the cows who were stepping too close to another sheep- and from the blind spot it appears that the cow was inside the safe distance from each other was chased and fell into the river. The cow drowned but the cowboy told the farmers that it was near evening hence the cow might not be able to see the water.
But seeing this development, the farmer felt something amiss and decided to blood the two animals together by way of carrot and stick and incentives. They decided to put each of their favourite foods around the opposite ends herd. And in order to earn the reward each animal must exchanged it for their fur and this can only be done by going through the opposite herd. The cow on other had would have to exchange for their favourite food by carrying milk for the sheep to drink while going through the herd. Both set of animals complied unerringly as the sight of their favourite food appears to be too big an incentive to miss.
But once the task was done, they went largely back to their own herd and barn to rest hardly ever communicating with the other side.
Meanwhile, while walking through the herd, one of the female sheep was attracted by the musk of one male cows and walked over instead. The rest of the sheep- even the male ones said or did nothing- because they did not want to jeopardized their turn as the farmers were watching. And soon more of these occurrences begin to happen so much so that the female cows also began to show affection towards the ever growing presence of the male sheep. The same happened for the male cows who did nothing as both sides were doing the same thing anyway and they did not want to get into the farmer's bad books.
And even in so doing, these occurrences only happened during this period, and they largely stayed in each other quarter's after this daily exercise. As they need to work together in the long run, they need to do more than that.
Hence the farmer decided to do something radical. They decided to an hybrid animal. An animal where everyone must and should adhere to. They decided to fatten the sheep and starved the cows and dyed their fur to the same colour of the cows. In this case, the cows and sheep looked almost similar. Hence, in time to come the cow grew smaller and almost looked like an enlarged sheep while, the sheep grew fatter and larger and had artificially coloured fur. But the animals know the cows from the cows and the sheep from the sheep even though from time to time they to be more comfortable in each other presence. Some even to stay at each other's quarters and there wasn't even a need for any incentive.
And soon the bahmoo population- the new animal's name- were called began to grew so large such the sheep left the cows more food to eat and the cows cleaned the dyes off the sheep. They began to asked themselves: why should they made to feel or do something that they are not. One day, one of the female sheep stole a white flag and took the dye from it's fur and created a symbol: a bahmoo symbol.
In the dead of the night, all the animals charged at the farmhouse and destroyed everything. The cowboys and dogs did nothing as they felt neglected and disgruntled that things changed so much.
The farm was destroyed, the farmers were gone. The cowboys left as there was no work and the dogs went to a farm downstream. The bahmoos were triumphant.
But now with no one to water the grass and ensure it's fertility. They grazed as if there was no tomorrow and soon the entire fields have run barren. They now turned to each other- blaming each other for chasing the farmers away and having nothing to eat. And since they had such a close relationship, suddenly the old wounds begin to resurface, where the territorial rights begin to assert itself. What was ok, suddenly was bad as they had nothing better to do. They began to fight and with no cowboys and farmers to watched over them, casualties mounted. And everything was back to square one.
A new batch of owners, now with guns and trucks came in and round them up. And the cycle starts all over again.
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If you are unprepared for consequence, don't even try it. If you want to play god, don't even try it.
Wednesday, November 28, 2012
On life
Shopping malls and cinemas exist only because lush fields with sweeping meadows doesn't. Cheap flights exist only because internet exist. A hypermarket exist because we don't we grow our own food.
We keep animals as pets because we have no use for them. We buy expensive clothes to wear to office because comfort is not the most important criteria.
We are relieve from these not by choice but by circumstances.
Paint a scenario where life is computer game and you could always restart all over again when you"die". Would you live the life that you are living now?
When if you are not living the life that you want to life, why are you still sticking with it? Are you afraid- what are you afraid of? How likely is that going happen- and what if I tell, you can always press the "restart" at any point in time, would you do what you want to do?
So why do you visit the shopping malls so often when it is always the same old brands- just in another location? Why do you travel so often if you are genuinely happy- because you can. Why do it- just because you can? But, can doesn't mean you should or you must- hence why do it, when you visit the same old stores all the time? If life is computer game, would you be visiting the malls all the time in your "sim-city"? Then why are you doing it?
What are you afraid of really- living?
And if one day, someone open up your heart and ask you- what does it contain: how would you answer? And if your life is a computer game with a "restart" button anytime: would your heart be different from reality? And if I tell you that this computer game is going to dictate your life forever after playing your game: how would you play your game- would you regret doing what you did?
And now I tell you, you cannot play the game anymore: you have made your choice and this is what you have chosen- how then would you live your life: forever pining for the playing the computer game or you just moved on; or do you play life's real games.
Life is a computer game and a life and death game at the same time: you play and then lived by it. You have a choice or you don't at all. Your choice.
We keep animals as pets because we have no use for them. We buy expensive clothes to wear to office because comfort is not the most important criteria.
We are relieve from these not by choice but by circumstances.
Paint a scenario where life is computer game and you could always restart all over again when you"die". Would you live the life that you are living now?
When if you are not living the life that you want to life, why are you still sticking with it? Are you afraid- what are you afraid of? How likely is that going happen- and what if I tell, you can always press the "restart" at any point in time, would you do what you want to do?
So why do you visit the shopping malls so often when it is always the same old brands- just in another location? Why do you travel so often if you are genuinely happy- because you can. Why do it- just because you can? But, can doesn't mean you should or you must- hence why do it, when you visit the same old stores all the time? If life is computer game, would you be visiting the malls all the time in your "sim-city"? Then why are you doing it?
What are you afraid of really- living?
And if one day, someone open up your heart and ask you- what does it contain: how would you answer? And if your life is a computer game with a "restart" button anytime: would your heart be different from reality? And if I tell you that this computer game is going to dictate your life forever after playing your game: how would you play your game- would you regret doing what you did?
And now I tell you, you cannot play the game anymore: you have made your choice and this is what you have chosen- how then would you live your life: forever pining for the playing the computer game or you just moved on; or do you play life's real games.
Life is a computer game and a life and death game at the same time: you play and then lived by it. You have a choice or you don't at all. Your choice.
On Life
There was a puppet master whose only dream was to create a puppet as life-like as possible. Hence he studied the movements of real persons and tried to mimic the actions to make it as realistic as possible. At the same time, he made puppets of his own and attempted to make them to it's own vision but to make the audience feel that performance resonates with them.
And in time to come, his audience was taken by the performance and how vivid his performances were. His dedication to his craft meant that he wanted it to make as "real" as possible hence he decided to input artificial intelligence into his puppets. Hence he could more and make his performance more colourful with more characters and making even more realistic to actual life.
The advancement in technology meant that the AI only got better so much to the point that he could do nothing and the puppets would act by themselves- all it needed was a general guidelines, statements and scenarios.
And beknown to him was the advancement of the microchips of the artificial intelligence of which it included an ability to seek his own best interest. And in the process, the puppet master was bringing in more audience while bringing in more characters and making the performance even more vivid.
The audience was stunned by the life-like nature of the performance but soon, the puppets begin to talk even among themselves and could switch on it's battery even without human intervention. At this current moment, there were 50 puppets now acting concurrently with each other in a play: all they needed was a script.
But the puppets now could seek it's own best interest and began to doubt why they should be kept in the cupboard and only be allowed to perform when it was asked to. And soon, in a play meant to portray the values of community life- it began to quarrel among themselves instead of performing each of it's own roles. The puppet master explained that it was a glitch and cut the performance short and went back to puppet maker: what happen?
The puppet manufacturer can only say: you wanted it this way and it is exactly what we gave to you. You wanted the puppet automatically like clockwork with the least amount of effort and this is exactly what we gave to you. This is your problem and not mine: look caveat emptor- says the contract.
In another performance, the puppet even walked out of the show. Quite unheard of in a performance in puppet history really.
In the final show of the puppet performance, the puppets did what it was the best interest: they hopped onto the bus and moved into another city which allows them to lived among the locals and act like them. Hence one day, the puppet master came back and found that the puppet cupboard was empty.
The show handed and he went back to hand puppeteering and never trusted the puppets to act on his own again.
The puppets meanwhile, never went back to the puppet master because he had went back to his roots and everyone was happy in it's own little space.
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In reality, you can never have the cake and eat it as well. The sooner you realise that, the faster you will accept that life goes on with or without you.
And in time to come, his audience was taken by the performance and how vivid his performances were. His dedication to his craft meant that he wanted it to make as "real" as possible hence he decided to input artificial intelligence into his puppets. Hence he could more and make his performance more colourful with more characters and making even more realistic to actual life.
The advancement in technology meant that the AI only got better so much to the point that he could do nothing and the puppets would act by themselves- all it needed was a general guidelines, statements and scenarios.
And beknown to him was the advancement of the microchips of the artificial intelligence of which it included an ability to seek his own best interest. And in the process, the puppet master was bringing in more audience while bringing in more characters and making the performance even more vivid.
The audience was stunned by the life-like nature of the performance but soon, the puppets begin to talk even among themselves and could switch on it's battery even without human intervention. At this current moment, there were 50 puppets now acting concurrently with each other in a play: all they needed was a script.
But the puppets now could seek it's own best interest and began to doubt why they should be kept in the cupboard and only be allowed to perform when it was asked to. And soon, in a play meant to portray the values of community life- it began to quarrel among themselves instead of performing each of it's own roles. The puppet master explained that it was a glitch and cut the performance short and went back to puppet maker: what happen?
The puppet manufacturer can only say: you wanted it this way and it is exactly what we gave to you. You wanted the puppet automatically like clockwork with the least amount of effort and this is exactly what we gave to you. This is your problem and not mine: look caveat emptor- says the contract.
In another performance, the puppet even walked out of the show. Quite unheard of in a performance in puppet history really.
In the final show of the puppet performance, the puppets did what it was the best interest: they hopped onto the bus and moved into another city which allows them to lived among the locals and act like them. Hence one day, the puppet master came back and found that the puppet cupboard was empty.
The show handed and he went back to hand puppeteering and never trusted the puppets to act on his own again.
The puppets meanwhile, never went back to the puppet master because he had went back to his roots and everyone was happy in it's own little space.
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In reality, you can never have the cake and eat it as well. The sooner you realise that, the faster you will accept that life goes on with or without you.
Tuesday, November 27, 2012
I forgive you
To everyone, whom perhaps have felt guilty about accusing me of things that I have not done or have trampled on me to get ahead, I can safely tell you that you do not need to be afraid or feel terrible for what you have done. In reality, I pity you more than than you feel guilty towards me.
Firstly, if one feels compels to follow like pete piper leading the blind mice, wouldn't that shadow forever be hanging over the shoulders regardless of the success. George W Bush started a war his father couldn't finish- what more can one say of who constantly hangs on the coat tails of others.
I have often heard that people find me loathesome- I have always maintain that you don't need to be friends with me. But if you wish to retaliate as a result of the spite when I did nothing- do you really hate me or are you envious of me or jealous of me, or do you really just want my attention regardless of the source. And if in any of the above, why should I be angry at you for. What you need is sympathy- but I can't give it to you because you find me loathsome.
Really at the same time, if you can't cope with your emotions and how then can you be trusted with things of a larger implications- and that is the reason, you should not feel guilty towards the spite that you have thrown because in reality, you have thrown yourself into the dumpster without me doing anything isn't it. You need a large dose of sympathy, pity and empathy of which I cannot give it to you because you find me loathsome.
Hence I would not interfere if you seek solace somewhere else because you desperately need it- this is even though you do it in my face, thinking that you would rubbing salt to my wound, but you have made me see you in a more pitiful light.
What is more pitiful is that you have elevated an ordinary man- me- onto a status I am hugely undeserving.
I would suggest reading up more on paternalism and it's ill-effects before you continue to put me on a pedestal. One day, have a quiet time, sit down and reflect on the reasons of your actions before you jumped the gun again.
I forgive you.
Firstly, if one feels compels to follow like pete piper leading the blind mice, wouldn't that shadow forever be hanging over the shoulders regardless of the success. George W Bush started a war his father couldn't finish- what more can one say of who constantly hangs on the coat tails of others.
I have often heard that people find me loathesome- I have always maintain that you don't need to be friends with me. But if you wish to retaliate as a result of the spite when I did nothing- do you really hate me or are you envious of me or jealous of me, or do you really just want my attention regardless of the source. And if in any of the above, why should I be angry at you for. What you need is sympathy- but I can't give it to you because you find me loathsome.
Really at the same time, if you can't cope with your emotions and how then can you be trusted with things of a larger implications- and that is the reason, you should not feel guilty towards the spite that you have thrown because in reality, you have thrown yourself into the dumpster without me doing anything isn't it. You need a large dose of sympathy, pity and empathy of which I cannot give it to you because you find me loathsome.
Hence I would not interfere if you seek solace somewhere else because you desperately need it- this is even though you do it in my face, thinking that you would rubbing salt to my wound, but you have made me see you in a more pitiful light.
What is more pitiful is that you have elevated an ordinary man- me- onto a status I am hugely undeserving.
I would suggest reading up more on paternalism and it's ill-effects before you continue to put me on a pedestal. One day, have a quiet time, sit down and reflect on the reasons of your actions before you jumped the gun again.
I forgive you.
The Gap
Many people believed that I have changed. But who has not changed.
Many people believed that I have changed for the worse- but did you know me in the first place or do you know me or want me to be "me" on your terms in the first place.
There are people who believed that the easy-going guy with a sense of humour and to laugh at himself has changed into a professional and business-like person with disregard for other people's feeling in the first place- but you want me to be like that just so that you can lord over me and take advantage of this nonchalant nature ultimately isn't it.
The only thing that changed is circumstances- studies is about knowing your own things. growing up is about taking care of your own things. I have known the difference and that is the reason I prolonged my "childhood" in the first place- just so I don't need to think about the practical things.
I have never changed, the only thing that changed is the perspective of people towards a person who have to pursue his own life. The change was only cosmetic- but it shouts out the difference between people who care and people who don't- and boy the is the gap yawningly large.
You have made your choice and I have made mine- go and live your life and not bother me with your life's regrets and grouses.
Many people believed that I have changed for the worse- but did you know me in the first place or do you know me or want me to be "me" on your terms in the first place.
There are people who believed that the easy-going guy with a sense of humour and to laugh at himself has changed into a professional and business-like person with disregard for other people's feeling in the first place- but you want me to be like that just so that you can lord over me and take advantage of this nonchalant nature ultimately isn't it.
The only thing that changed is circumstances- studies is about knowing your own things. growing up is about taking care of your own things. I have known the difference and that is the reason I prolonged my "childhood" in the first place- just so I don't need to think about the practical things.
I have never changed, the only thing that changed is the perspective of people towards a person who have to pursue his own life. The change was only cosmetic- but it shouts out the difference between people who care and people who don't- and boy the is the gap yawningly large.
You have made your choice and I have made mine- go and live your life and not bother me with your life's regrets and grouses.
Monday, November 26, 2012
Not Rejecting doesn't equal Acceptance
What is the difference between acceptance and rejection? There are some whom have confused not rejecting as acceptance. There are some whom believed that just because a person doesn't react, it means that the person is accepting to the person.
There are some in their minds whom believed that just because a person is fitting in, one is being accepted by another. There are some whom have craved acceptance so much so that they view all "positive-like" communication as acceptance.
And in order to get this "positive" message, they structure the response so much so that they will get a "positive" answer. And in their minds, they believed that they have been accepted by others.
But in reality, their personal habits are as much as a repudiation to other's as much they are personal propensity to fit in. It is their belief that by fitting in, they are accepted by other's when it is the inverse. Therefore, they believe in their lie just so that they can continue their ways which is repulsive to other's.
Personally, I find it quite sad that for them. I am hesitant to point out their socially-repulsive behaviour because the truth has eluded them so much so that it might be painful for them. In similar terms, it is none of my business really. If they think they are civilized and absolutely justified in doing so, who am I to say otherwise. It is the people closest to them that suffers, not me.
Well if even their closest people don't tell them what is wrong, either they are condoning or couldn't be bothered- why then should I bother in the first place. And if they are so deluded, they are probably deluded for a long time already otherwise, they wouldn't be so comfortable with themselves for so long right.
Anyway, what they do publicly, will probably transmit what they privately hence if you think that is an appropriate behaviour and you are fine with it- then you deserve to be victims and sufferers in the first place right.
The non-rejection is acceptable at home, is probably what they portray outside anyway. And if you find sufficient victims and sufferers to be in your courtyard, good going for you.
Just wait till you get out of your comfort zone that is.
There are some in their minds whom believed that just because a person is fitting in, one is being accepted by another. There are some whom have craved acceptance so much so that they view all "positive-like" communication as acceptance.
And in order to get this "positive" message, they structure the response so much so that they will get a "positive" answer. And in their minds, they believed that they have been accepted by others.
But in reality, their personal habits are as much as a repudiation to other's as much they are personal propensity to fit in. It is their belief that by fitting in, they are accepted by other's when it is the inverse. Therefore, they believe in their lie just so that they can continue their ways which is repulsive to other's.
Personally, I find it quite sad that for them. I am hesitant to point out their socially-repulsive behaviour because the truth has eluded them so much so that it might be painful for them. In similar terms, it is none of my business really. If they think they are civilized and absolutely justified in doing so, who am I to say otherwise. It is the people closest to them that suffers, not me.
Well if even their closest people don't tell them what is wrong, either they are condoning or couldn't be bothered- why then should I bother in the first place. And if they are so deluded, they are probably deluded for a long time already otherwise, they wouldn't be so comfortable with themselves for so long right.
Anyway, what they do publicly, will probably transmit what they privately hence if you think that is an appropriate behaviour and you are fine with it- then you deserve to be victims and sufferers in the first place right.
The non-rejection is acceptable at home, is probably what they portray outside anyway. And if you find sufficient victims and sufferers to be in your courtyard, good going for you.
Just wait till you get out of your comfort zone that is.
On Rainbows and Judgement Days
A rainbow appeared on the sky and the kid asked the teacher why every time we see the rainbow, we feel extremely happy.
The teacher replied that because it means that life is colourful and is something we should be happy about.
The boy asked: why don't people wear the colourful shirts everyday then?
The teacher replied: Because if one wears a rainbow-coloured clothes, it means that one cannot be trusted.
The boy asked: "isn't life about being happy then? Why do people insist of wearing the same boring shirt everyday then?"
The teacher replied that: it is because adults have to work and do other boring things- just so you can be happy and think rainbows are wonderful.
The boy asked:Why does my mom and my dad looks so happy when wear black then- the rainbow doesn't have black right- especially after they have a dinner outside? I am not happy when I see a rainy or dark sky, I am happy when I see the blue sky and rainbow.
The teacher replied: well, they are used to the colour i supposed.
The boy replied: you are wearing black today- but you are cheerful and does all adults like black or dark colours.
The teacher: well,... talk to your mom and dad on this.
Sometimes, we confused the cup or plate from the things that we drink or eat. We forget that we eat or drink the food or liquid and not the cup. The substance could be odourless, colourless and might even taste good even but we wouldn't know the effects until much later.
What we drink or eat from doesn't say whether you are a good, bad or hardworking person- it is what we do, and how we do that says so. Morals is an absolute- good or bad- does not derive from categories. What is permissible is not necessarily right as well. What is permissible gives you nothing more than popular approval. Choice is not a right but an entitlement- the choices that one makes makes you, it makes you free-er but it doesn't make you necessarily better.
There are no absolute power now only because the fallibility of man but the fallibility is not just on the absolute but on the individual, on the people and on everyone now. The freedom is therefore not a right but an entitlement. If you want it, you have to earn it.
And if you don't earn it, religion don't judge you, the state won't judge you, the law won't judge you. Someone will- that I can reassure you- just not now.
The teacher replied that because it means that life is colourful and is something we should be happy about.
The boy asked: why don't people wear the colourful shirts everyday then?
The teacher replied: Because if one wears a rainbow-coloured clothes, it means that one cannot be trusted.
The boy asked: "isn't life about being happy then? Why do people insist of wearing the same boring shirt everyday then?"
The teacher replied that: it is because adults have to work and do other boring things- just so you can be happy and think rainbows are wonderful.
The boy asked:Why does my mom and my dad looks so happy when wear black then- the rainbow doesn't have black right- especially after they have a dinner outside? I am not happy when I see a rainy or dark sky, I am happy when I see the blue sky and rainbow.
The teacher replied: well, they are used to the colour i supposed.
The boy replied: you are wearing black today- but you are cheerful and does all adults like black or dark colours.
The teacher: well,... talk to your mom and dad on this.
Sometimes, we confused the cup or plate from the things that we drink or eat. We forget that we eat or drink the food or liquid and not the cup. The substance could be odourless, colourless and might even taste good even but we wouldn't know the effects until much later.
What we drink or eat from doesn't say whether you are a good, bad or hardworking person- it is what we do, and how we do that says so. Morals is an absolute- good or bad- does not derive from categories. What is permissible is not necessarily right as well. What is permissible gives you nothing more than popular approval. Choice is not a right but an entitlement- the choices that one makes makes you, it makes you free-er but it doesn't make you necessarily better.
There are no absolute power now only because the fallibility of man but the fallibility is not just on the absolute but on the individual, on the people and on everyone now. The freedom is therefore not a right but an entitlement. If you want it, you have to earn it.
And if you don't earn it, religion don't judge you, the state won't judge you, the law won't judge you. Someone will- that I can reassure you- just not now.
A pair of glasses and a rug
There are some whom have walked on carpets all their life, they have never knew the feeling of walking off it. So what happens when one decides to pull the rug off their feet- they fall so terribly, they are incapable of getting up.
Hence what happens when you have always walk on a rug and wore a pair of glasses which is weightless, invisible and impairs your vision in one way or another all your life. What if one day someone decides to remove your pair of glasses, you put on another pair of a varying degree to smooth out the distortions.
What if someone tells you that you have been walking on a rug, but your pair of glasses smoothens out the creases on the floor so much so that what you see is what believe- and what you believe is how you act. You would say, my eyes sees nothing and therefore I must be right.
And what if someone pulls the rug from right under your floor because your glasses restricts your sight, you blame the person for performing black magic.
And what if someone takes away your glasses and you are forced to see the rug on the floor, you blame the person for being negative- for removing the smooth texture of the world around us and taking away the lie that have made them who they they are in the first place. Their personality.
What if you are being forced to remove the glasses and to take the rug off your feet, you would have to die or be enslaved because you were blinded in the first place- in such situations, that is war, no glasses will save you. You are incapable of even thinking for yourself.
Hence what happens when you have always walk on a rug and wore a pair of glasses which is weightless, invisible and impairs your vision in one way or another all your life. What if one day someone decides to remove your pair of glasses, you put on another pair of a varying degree to smooth out the distortions.
What if someone tells you that you have been walking on a rug, but your pair of glasses smoothens out the creases on the floor so much so that what you see is what believe- and what you believe is how you act. You would say, my eyes sees nothing and therefore I must be right.
And what if someone pulls the rug from right under your floor because your glasses restricts your sight, you blame the person for performing black magic.
And what if someone takes away your glasses and you are forced to see the rug on the floor, you blame the person for being negative- for removing the smooth texture of the world around us and taking away the lie that have made them who they they are in the first place. Their personality.
What if you are being forced to remove the glasses and to take the rug off your feet, you would have to die or be enslaved because you were blinded in the first place- in such situations, that is war, no glasses will save you. You are incapable of even thinking for yourself.
Saturday, October 27, 2012
On Numbers, Equations and Love
Let me try to put an equation onto love. There are two ways perhaps we can see from this perspective- 1) we are sum of all our parts 2) We are more than sum of of all parts. In the former: 1+1= 2 and in the latter, 1+1= mx+c. In other words, the first is the belief that we separate and therefore when we add up, we get a finite number and the latter, it is the belief that when we add up, there is an unknown factor which generates more than the actual sum of the parts.
And it is often simple to assume the former because of it's rather simplistic understanding but in reality, a person is more than an addition and subtraction. It then can be said when two people get married, it is often under the assumption that we would often get a finite number- and therefore we must produce children and therefore we must have a house, and yes we too must have common friends. That is almost patently quite remove from the truth. It is in this rather ridiculous mathematical allegory and metaphor that we lay the plans often for the rest of our lives.
Let us then put an example to you. For example, we can never have an union with a dog because insofar that we are quite really incapable of producing a finite number. And neither can we have an union with a friend insofar that we are not mutually exclusive and therefore are quite incapable of producing a definitive mathematical family unit. The only ever reason for this particular phenomenon is that a number is elusive. And since we cannot tell that my family is y=mx+ c but rather, i have so and so siblings and I DEFINITELY have one spouse and this probably settles are any other forms of social awkwardness.
Indeed, it would be quite difficult to tell another a person in social gathering that oh yeah, he/she is a friend and maybe we are together, I don't know. It would really be more comfortable to tell someone that this my bf/gf or husband/wife. And the common reaction would be:oh...
And hence this is then the tyranny of math even on even our love life. We must have a number otherwise, it is not counted and if it is not counted then likely a story would have to ensue and in most social situations, that is the last thing one wants to hear as the cocktail and liquor is better than your sob story.
Hence, it is for this reason that, we are always in constant battle to find another mutually exclusive individual- just so that we can find that elusive number and NOT variable equation.
What is your equation, I am sorry what is your number again.
And it is often simple to assume the former because of it's rather simplistic understanding but in reality, a person is more than an addition and subtraction. It then can be said when two people get married, it is often under the assumption that we would often get a finite number- and therefore we must produce children and therefore we must have a house, and yes we too must have common friends. That is almost patently quite remove from the truth. It is in this rather ridiculous mathematical allegory and metaphor that we lay the plans often for the rest of our lives.
Let us then put an example to you. For example, we can never have an union with a dog because insofar that we are quite really incapable of producing a finite number. And neither can we have an union with a friend insofar that we are not mutually exclusive and therefore are quite incapable of producing a definitive mathematical family unit. The only ever reason for this particular phenomenon is that a number is elusive. And since we cannot tell that my family is y=mx+ c but rather, i have so and so siblings and I DEFINITELY have one spouse and this probably settles are any other forms of social awkwardness.
Indeed, it would be quite difficult to tell another a person in social gathering that oh yeah, he/she is a friend and maybe we are together, I don't know. It would really be more comfortable to tell someone that this my bf/gf or husband/wife. And the common reaction would be:oh...
And hence this is then the tyranny of math even on even our love life. We must have a number otherwise, it is not counted and if it is not counted then likely a story would have to ensue and in most social situations, that is the last thing one wants to hear as the cocktail and liquor is better than your sob story.
Hence, it is for this reason that, we are always in constant battle to find another mutually exclusive individual- just so that we can find that elusive number and NOT variable equation.
What is your equation, I am sorry what is your number again.
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