Tuesday, April 13, 2010
Courage
Articles tell me that courage stands for men willing to risk their lives in a battle for the lives of others, women that had triumphed the odds in every sense, Athletes running around the world as representatives for a cause and children who runs into burning shacks to save their younger siblings.
All those are very much courageous; true to word.
But the first time i learn about courage is from a book by Enid Blyton.
It takes courage to admit insecurities.
It takes courage to believe that things are possible
It takes courage to be yourself.
It takes courage to admit that you are lonely.
And finally, it takes courage to go through each and every day standing true to your values, and what makes you, well... You.
Courage don't have to be large and acknowledge by a bunch of overeager crowd of fans.
Courage starts small, and is that quiet voice, telling you is OK to feel the way you do, when the whole world gives you the stink eye.
And finally, courage is that small voice telling you, tomorrow I'll try again.
I'm Sorry.
-Mitch Albom-
It's not the sorry that people seek, but the knowledge that the person is well and truly, regretful of their actions...
Perhaps when those five letter spouts like a watering can off our flowery society, it seemed more of a polite gesture, than a well meant, sincere apology.
Because when you do it brashly, there's no need to swallow your ego and humble yourself.
And when the other party refuses to accept the apology, or show signs and indications that they are still not letting it go, you became furious and upset claiming that the whole purpose is to make you feel bad.
Is it fair to say that this mindset is in fact, Individualistic?
Saying sorry doesn't put you in the mercy of others. It only puts you within the confrontation of your conscience and yourself. Because you know that you are gripped with a sense of contrition, when you understand the other party might not be able to fully forgive you.
That's when you place yourself in a disposition that allows you to say that you truly are, sorry.
Saturday, April 3, 2010
detritus of life.
Ok, maybe five. 8D
Thursday, March 18, 2010
Jabberwocky
`Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe:
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.
"Beware the Jabberwock, my son!
The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!
Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun
The frumious Bandersnatch!"
He took his vorpal sword in hand:
Long time the manxome foe he sought --
So rested he by the Tumtum tree,
And stood awhile in thought.
And, as in uffish thought he stood,
The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame,
Came whiffling through the tulgey wood,
And burbled as it came!
One, two! One, two! And through and through
The vorpal blade went snicker-snack!
He left it dead, and with its head
He went galumphing back.
"And, has thou slain the Jabberwock?
Come to my arms, my beamish boy!
O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!'
He chortled in his joy.
`Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe;
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.
-Through The Looking Glass (Alice in Wonderlan)
A corny issue.
Apply it as instructed
(aka place plaster with round spongy thinger directly on top of corn, surrounding it. )
it might work for you.
My skin is however, extra thick and very very stubborn.
Never tried it, it's traditional.
Apparently it works. Maybe after, you could make yourself some nice HK feet tongsui.. Yummm..