Monday, June 27, 2005

A thought to share upon a day of despair

If given but a moment to spare, with only a breath to breath and only seconds to live, what would you're dying thoughts be?

Have you given a thought to that?

What would your last wish with your final dying breath be?

Another second to live? A friend to see? A sin to be forgiven? Or escape from death itself?

Would fear be all you feel at the brink of darkness? Or would peace be what is reflected in your eyes as life ebbs away?

Ah. To die. The dead no longer ponder, for all that they need to think of, to question, and to answer, has been fulfilled at the brink of death. In the end, the day you die shall be the day that you lived to the fullest.

Tuesday, June 21, 2005

Longest Day Of Your Life?

Is your day dragging on? Does today feel like it's the longest day of your life? Well, that's probably because today is the longest day. Blame the Moon – its gravitational effect on our planet creates tidal "bulges", which slowly transfer momentum from the Earth's rotation to the Moon's orbit. As a result, the Earth's rotation is slowing at a rate of around 0.02 seconds per century – and each day is fractionally longer than the day before. Therefore, the longest day on Earth is always today! - Quoted from www.guinnessworldrecords.com

Makes you wonder. How long will it be before the earth's rotation is so slow it can no longer drag the moon along it's orbit but instead, gets pulled backwards on reverse spin. Think about it...

And so, the sun shall trace its path back upon the sky, rising from whence it had set.

Monday, June 20, 2005

Insane? Or free?

Many, no doubt, are well disposed, but sluggish by constitution and by habit, and they cannot conceive of a man who is actuated by higher motives than they are. Accordingly they pronounce this man insane, for they know that they could never act as he does, as long as they are themselves. - Henry David Thoreau

Insanity. The first and foremost step towards true and absolute freedom. The beginning or self-realisation and happiness.

We all feel caged and depressed every so often. Helplessly lost and tossed back and forth, trapped in our world of rules and morality. Caught amidst laws and rituals enforced upon ourselves by the mind. Tied down by sanity.

Indeed, insanity is viewed by most as foolishness. Crazy is the man who would jump off the edge of a cliff believing that he could fly. No man of his sound mind would endanger himself upon a precarious ledge for the sake of fun. No sane man would give up all he has, believing that material wealth is totally unnecessary.

And yet, the irony of it is still there. How many times in one day, have you committed an act that you would deem stupid or insane?

To suddenly burst to tears over something that means nothing to most other people. To believe in that which is unseen and unproven to be true. To hear voices in your head, or talk to yourself when nobody is around. To see ghosts and specters in the night. All these, signs of sanity slipping away.

Yet, we all experience these things once in awhile. Unexplained acts with absolutely no basis of logic or plausible reasoning. Then again, what is the basis of logic or plausible reasoning?

What is the basis and foundations of sanity itself? How do you judge sanity? If each and every one of us is unique and different, then who among us is the most sane? If the mind is moulded by the environment, then what environment is right for it? Who among us is sound of mind? Who do we compare to for this?

Indeed, we attempt to keep our sanity by judging our minds based off an image of sanity that we ourselves construct.

So if my sanity strays beyond your norm, who between us, is insane?

Am I insane, or are you the one who's nuts? Hmmm...You be the judge my friend. You be the judge.

Yet, the one who is perhaps most sane among us are the insane. For they, among us, are most free and easy. Perhaps their happiness goes beyond our understanding. And their minds stray further from the norm than we could ever hope to achieve. Wild abandonment. True freedom. While we are trapped upon the solid earth of our "sanity", they fly free upon the skies of the mind that extends out to a vastness we could never possibly comprehend.

Indeed, the freedom that so many of us seek, lies out there, beyond our reach. Away within the wild limbo of the mind. Somewhere in the deep reaches that is hidden behind insanity. Only a nutcase would think of looking for it there. Only a nutcase...

Thursday, June 16, 2005

Joy is a fleeting emotion. It passes us by swift as the winds of fate. With the passage of time, it will fade along with the dim silence of each passing daybreak.

When it is all but gone, that is when the heart begins to weep. When all has come to pass and all that's left is silence. That is when the heart is driven to tears. The eyes begin to well, a mirror to its silent cries of pain. Silent cries of pain. That is a mark of peace.

Within sadness, lay the path to peace. Loss, is the only way to achive emptiness. A man who chases after joy, is nothing more than a blind beggar.

Can you accept this?






Neither can I.

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