Wednesday 25 November 2015

Yesterday I wrote of love,
Of hope, of despair, and 
Of myself.
I saw nothing,
Out of everything.

Today I see everything,
Out of nothing,
So I write of love,
Of hope, of despair
and of myself. 


Monday 23 November 2015

Strange Things in Denial

I remember when I was younger, I always hear, "Never go into things that you don't know." I took it for granted, because I didn't have things that are unknown to me around me, or I was just being ignorant, that is all. As I venture into the society, hearing stories of different lives, understanding various scopes of views, this piece of advice does not seem at all to reflect the light that was shone on it before; as I begin to reason with myself under the shower head.

Children all learn from experiences. Remember that day when you can't even use a spoon or hold a pencil properly? We all had that. By assimilating objects, feelings and sensations that are familiar to us, we form new knowledge about certain things. For example, we sometimes hear a 5-year-old pointing to a cat, and cries, 'Doggy! Doggy!' Now, we all know that a cat is not a dog, so an adult corrects the child by pointing out that, 'Sweetheart, this is a cat. Cat. Meow!' What difference does it make between a cat and a dog? They are both furry, 4-legged animals. But, a cat meows, and a dog barks. And thus, a child assimilate the new found knowledge into his memory bank, that a cat is a furry, 4-legged animal, that cries, 'Meow!'. Therefore, the learning process repeats for itself.

Experiences can come from different sources; when you place yourself in a first-person's view, when you observe the results from a third-person's view, in short. Knowledge does not come measly from first-hand experiences, because of technology- communication tools; printed materials, television, radio, internet resources, you name it. Knowing does not have to be doing any longer. We didn't need to travel to the moon to know that our weight is one sixth of it is right now. Resources are so abundant all over the place but it seems that we haven't been using them wisely, right?

I don't believe in playing safe. I don't believe in the cliche, 'Ignorance is bliss.' In fact, I believe that ignorance is the very reason of extinction. How long to ignore these things that do matter to keep your little white tushy safe from everything that is out there? Selfies kill, drugs kill. Dogs can kill, cats can kill too. Accidents kill, and there are only two kinds of them; intentionally, or unintentionally. So, what is it with never ever exploring things that are strange and unfamiliar to us? We have been sharing #motivational posts all over the social media network, what about actions? What about really putting yourself into what you share? What about really believing, but not just bypassing these words that you have been telling yourself for a long while now? How long are you going to deny these instinctive feelings of yours? When will you realize that your potential is limitless and with no boundaries, because you are selected to survive from the strongest and the fittest?

Denial has gotta stop. Actions have gotta start. Take it information. Digest. Use it to pave your way to YOUR destination.

Friday 20 November 2015

Ego

I came across the word ego as early as a teenager. At that point of time, Ego would mean pride. Ego seems to walk hand-in-hand with me at all times, because I am a person of pride. Apologizing was difficult. Giving a sincere compliment is even more impossible.

As I grew to understand the real meaning behind Ego, realization and expectation did not meet their ends. Ego has little to do with pride. Ego, however, has much more to do with survival instincts.

In 1932, Sigmund Frued came about the psychodynamic personality theory. In his theory, Freud tells us that Ego simply acts on instant gratification, meaning to seek pleasure and to avoid pain. Very much alike any animal survival instincts on the planet, Ego ensures your survival. When a person is thirsty, water satisfies his need, while he finds pleasure in meeting his demand. Has Ego got anything to do with pride?

Ego is simply a misunderstood word to represent pride. Ego is not pride. Pride is of course, not ego. Ego strives to meet demands, while pride strives to feed pretense. Just as any instinct, Ego cannot be rooted completely from our within. It is essential to us, however, too much of Ego can drive a person to wrongful actions. Remember that day when you kept quiet about a paper note that you found on the floor, all because you wanted to keep it, because you had a strong desire for something that you could not get right away. Bigger things always start small. Desires can turn saints into thieves, just as saints are only normal mortal beings. Pride also plays a minor part in this play. Pride tells you that it is okay to keep quiet, because you did not steal from anyone, because you FOUND it on the floor. So, this is a smaller note that we are talking about. How about bigger notes? As big as a hundred dollars, or a thousand dollars? The stronger your desire, the more tipped off the balance.

Understanding Ego helps detect it in early stages of desires. Detection is always better than ignorance. When a person comprehends the functions of Ego, one could practice empathy to a longer extend. If you realized Ego, you would have stopped to think twice, lower yourself to view from a different perspective, in this case, the person who lost a note. As you exercise empathy, you feel also the person's loss; what if the person is having a financial crisis and all that he is left with is this much? You begin to see in a new light, just because you understand now from a whole new perspective.

Ego is never a man's item. As a woman myself, I saw my Ego took flight with those who do not seek understanding. Now, I see my Ego resonates with those who comprehend and I am now much more in better control, in essence of everything. I apologize for the wrongs that I do, and I compliment those that are beautiful with sincerity. Life is much better, life reveals itself differently, life is beautiful.    

Monday 16 November 2015

Self-Criticism

'Remember that you are only 22, because you keep forgetting that.'

    Self-criticism is not just a thing. It is real. It brings you down, reminds you of the mistakes that you have made, makes you guilty about it, and dumps you right there while it takes away your hope. Many people are victims of self-criticism. I am a victim.
    No, I was a victim. This very point that I am writing this as a note to myself, and also as a note to yourself, is the exact moment that I realize I am walking out of it, for the good.
Many people think it is wrong to have big dreams. But if not dreams that we have, what else can we do right for ourselves and at the same time contribute to humanity?
    Dreams are calling from the consciousness. They are the alarms to the soul, reminding you all the time that, it is YOUR thing to do, and you CAN do it. But instead, because we have been so indulged in self-criticism that we begin criticizing our big dreams, denying our ever-expanding potentials, and then setting a limit to what we can do, so that we are safe in THE ZONE.
    What zone and what limits? We are human beings, and a human brain alone uses up to 20% of the body energy. We do unexpected things, and that is what we do. We create solutions, because we have to ability to think critically when learned to question the fundamentals.
    Whenever you deny your ideas, or whenever someone denies your ideas, accept and value the critical problems. Proceed from then on, improve your ideas by solving these problems. Through that, you create a newly improved system, that is better, more efficient and provides much more values to people. What you need to do is not to self-criticize, but to perform critical thinking. These people do not reject you. They are rejecting the idea you portrayed to them, because they found a loophole or a weakness that you must improve to make things better.
    That is the process of innovation or creation. Do you think Albert Einstein have never been rejected before? Or do you think no one has called Stephen Hawking a dreamer? But well I guess a dreamer has gotta do what a dreamer does best. After all, we dream of big ideas.

Wednesday 11 November 2015

Introvert Extrovert

I was an introvert. Striking a conversation made me feel uneasy, and nerve-wrecking. I didn't quite enjoy those moments, when I was turned down an initially friendly 'hello', which eventually turned awkward and sour. I could blame that to my personality. I was an introvert after all, but I learned eventually that, I was just unprepared.
Whether you are an introvert or an extrovert, babies are born the same; we all were little cute fellas with unending capacity for curiosity. But does this make us either? Well, the fact is it doesn't make you either. Whether you are an introvert or an extrovert, you are different only through the process of your upbringing and your environmental stimulation. So, rather than point your fingers on NATURE, why not work some ways to your NURTURE?
Many examples of successful people enjoy time to themselves. If that's how introvert works, then they must be one. But when you think about it, business models run on people and network factors. Be it your consumers, investors, sleeping partners, active partners, so forth, a business without human interactions is no business at all, yes?
I still am an introvert. But I feel at ease now around people; familiar or not, I am more relaxed and I am only best at being myself. Further into the days, I get to know my ways around people, and now I have more friends than I have started with a year ago. Rapid changes happened within weeks when sincere efforts are put into working things out the way you want it. In short, you get what you want when you hack your ways into it. 
Then you'd realize, an introvert does not necessarily be bad at networking and communication. Yet again, these are merely skills that can be learned and perfected through time, just as how everyone has perfected our daily rituals, such as writing, reading, speaking our mother tongues, walking, running, showering, eating, and so many more. However, research has proven that introverts make great communicators and communicators are of course, great at networking. So, may I know what are your excuses again?


Tuesday 17 February 2015

A year

It has been one year and a few days since any of us wrote here. One year sounded long, but I couldn't recall much of any events that was recorded in my life history. But I remember the last five days of November and few of the scenes from last Valentines.

My baby,

A dispute that cracked a few days ago and our separation forced me into many thoughts. Because I can sit to myself with thoughts, because you are not here with me, that I sunk myself into my own world. At this hour, at this place, I felt at ease and peaceful, even if my thoughts are loud and they yell at me right before my sleep hour. I guess, this is the right time, time for reflection.

A year has passed and I can't seem to bring myself to remember some of the important things and dates. You reminded me always with those because you are better at these. I have always been forgetful, since you knew me. I feel bad for letting you to remind me the 12th of every month, but maybe, a sense of overwhelming familiarity tells me not to worry about it. I soon let it go, and told myself that it is okay.

A year has passed and we grew more familiar of each other's dirty habits; you picking your nose, me loving sitting with my legs wide opened. We grew familiar to each other's favorite things; you with you coffee addiction, and me with my cheese buffet. We grew familiar to each other's teases. We grew familiar to so many things.

Familiarity, is one thing that you crave at the start of a relationship. It is also one thing that helps you overlook most things at one point of that relationship. When things become a nature, you overlook the degree of importance because everything is taken lightly for granted.

I remember last year's Valentines when I feel super excited and nervous about the gift I made you. But what about this year? ... There was nothing. Instead, I felt a tinge of jealousy and envy when I scrolled through my Facebook newsfeed, seeing those ladies showing off their roses, perfect gifts and unbeatable dinner. Jealousy didn't taste good. It was sour. I thought, it was only normal that I would be receiving gifts. I thought, it was only normal to feel appreciated. I thought of many things that you haven't done and you could have done. But familiarity, it failed to take me to myself. I didn't see what I haven't and could have done for you. I could have surprised you with a plan... I could have made you dinner... I could have, but I didn't, because I am too familiar with you.

...

Now is familiarity a good thing, because I'm not too sure about it. Or maybe I have just gotten rotten in the inside, blinded by my own self and ego, blinded by the material world. 

Tuesday 15 April 2014

Messenger bear.

It is six months to date
Actually, I'm four days too late
I've been too busy for God sake
I keep forgetting everyday I wake

But just then I had a little reminder
A little bear next to my desktop monitor
I remembered Valentine's day and then last November
Those five days I'll forever remember

Days have been busy
It's been like that lately
Time moves ever so slowly
But time passes by swift, unknowingly

So I now take some time
To string up a few rhymes
Feeling nostalgic, these words of mine
The fragrance revised like an old bottle of wine 

So I'll write as my thoughts ascend
To a place where space and time bend
Into the heavens and under the sand
As I contemplate on my ultimate plan

A plan for you and I
A plan with a drink and a sigh
A plan to always face your beautiful eyes
A plan for the rest of our life

For your happiness I'll do my best
For you I'd rip open my chest
Examine this beating heart and run your tests
It'll still beat for your I can attest

So for awhile I've not said much
But I've been thoughtful of things as such
Throughout even the month of March
My soul does feel alil parched

So my dear I just want to say
With you I would want to forever stay
Aside with the what, when, who, where or how
All that really matters is us, right now

A collection of memories I now reflect
Those moments I'll forever appreciate
Those Swedish meatballs with jam we ate
The shuttle left, realized alil too late

You've been forgetful, ever since we've met
But I hope those moments you'll never forget
Stranger to a lover, I guess there is a fate
In the suits of a deck, my ace of spade

I will love you and all your hues
All your shades of black white gray and blue
After all you're my goddess clad in blue
And I will keep on loving you.