It is how much I want to pass the weekdays determines how much I appreciate the weekends.
It is how much I feel the pain determines how much I enjoy the happiness and all the pleasures. It is how much I suffer when I am sick determines how much I have to feel so blessed when I am healthy.
Wednesday, September 17, 2008
Monday, September 15, 2008
the law of getting hurt
What doesn't kill u will make u stronger. Gone has thatnaive, innocent weakling inside. U will become more calculative, more vile, and trust me, there emerges this so-called defense mechanism that prefers the use of pre-emptive strike in order to avoid the same hit twice.
The worst part of having experienced bitterness is that u won't be able to share, care and love wholeheartedly any longer.
The worst part of having experienced bitterness is that u won't be able to share, care and love wholeheartedly any longer.
Friday, September 5, 2008
Path of Life
1) I walk down the street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk
I fall in.
I am lost … I am hopeless.
It isn’t my fault.
It takes forever to find a way out.
2) I walk down the same street.
There is a hole in the sidewalk.
I pretend I don’t see it.
I fall in again.
I can’t believe I am in the same place.
But it isn’t my fault.
It still takes a long time to get out.
3) I walk down the same street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I see it there.
I still fall in … it’s a habit
My eyes are open
I know where I am
It is my fault.
I get out immediately
4) I walk down the same street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk
I walk around it.
5) I walk down another street.
The Tibetan Book of Living and Dying by Sogyal Rinpoche
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk
I fall in.
I am lost … I am hopeless.
It isn’t my fault.
It takes forever to find a way out.
2) I walk down the same street.
There is a hole in the sidewalk.
I pretend I don’t see it.
I fall in again.
I can’t believe I am in the same place.
But it isn’t my fault.
It still takes a long time to get out.
3) I walk down the same street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I see it there.
I still fall in … it’s a habit
My eyes are open
I know where I am
It is my fault.
I get out immediately
4) I walk down the same street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk
I walk around it.
5) I walk down another street.
The Tibetan Book of Living and Dying by Sogyal Rinpoche
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