Inspiring February 17, 2007
Posted by Mayee in : Daily Babble , add a commentL.I.V.E.S. talk this morning. I was inspired, as I always am when I see a flaming passion for anything, anything at all. Kuya Jonas was really amazing. And that’s all I can say.
To be a giant.
This has forever been our passion, this desire to be a giant
Not to stand on one’s shoulders or have one for a friend.
Those may be fortunate things.
But to be one.
Giants step over barriers that seem never ending.
They conquer mountains that appear insurmountable.
Giants rise above fear.
Triumph over pain.
Push themselves and inspire others.
To be a Giant.
To do Giant things.
To take Giant steps.
To move the world forward.Olympic Games commercial 2002
Happy Stress February 10, 2007
Posted by Mayee in : Daily Babble , add a commentIndeed I have come to a new phase in my life, which is preoccupying myself with ‘must-do’s. I never really understood why people would go ahead and busy themself with unnecessary work burdens, but I think I’m starting to see why.. not that I’m generalizing everybody. But personally I have my own reasons.
Stress is everybody’s worst nightmare, and I honestly don’t know how it got into my system to try it as some kind of therapy. But I guess in some ways stress over a certain something gets your ENTIRE mind off stress from another thing, something worse perhaps. I don’t claim to be an expert on stress and stress management, I just speak from experience.
Making this about me again, I used to loathe, and I mean loathe, having nothing to do. I felt useless, devoid of meaning, without purpose, and whatever else there is in the thesaurus about uselessness. And then comes a time when the tables turn, and I am now lacking time to do NOTHING. When that happens, I sometimes space out, pretending I have nothing to do, and go on waiting for time to pass.. and then I realize I’ve been as useless as ever. What I’m trying to say is that I don’t know what I want. Sometimes I want this, sometimes I want that. Define fickle-minded?
And from stress I talk about fickle-mindedness. Why? Because I can’t get a certain something out of my web of thoughts. It’s bothering me, causing me much lack of sleep, and debilitating my work time. I can’t really narrate the thread of events that have lead me to this kind of stress (not the happy stress I was talking about).. all I can say is that after so much (of that something) I have still yet to find a clear take on where I stand.
To end, lemme just say, I have never found this saying truer in my entire life:
One wrong can shatter a thousand rights.
Good night. I can never seem to write a good-enough entry. Ack.
Perfection Is Merely an Idea February 4, 2007
Posted by Mayee in : Literature , add a comment(An excerpt from my notebook)
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Would there ever be a time when noting else is to be possible? When death is defeated, when hunger is no more, what then? There would be nothing more for man to believe in, to hope for. We would all be living in a world where there are no more challenges, problems.. Utopia, some would call it.
I’ve always found something scary about the idea of Utopia, or perfection in general. Perfection is not something meant to last. It’s just an idea upon which all effort is strived/aimed to reach. It’s this bullseye that archers aim for. Utopia would be like bringing that bullseye right up to their faces with nothing for them to do but to prick the target with their arrow. Is an archer still an archer if he does not twang his bow? Is man still man if he does not strive to live to achieve perfection?
Perfection. The idea reminds me of Dorian Gray. Oscar Wilde had depicted the idea of immortal / perfect beauty as an evil in the end, I guess. In some way I gathered that perfection cannot exist in this world forever. Dorian Gray had no point in living on and on as he was haunted by the aging imperfection on his “magic” painting.
That novel wasn’t really anything near pleasant, but I very much enjoyed reading it and seeing Wilde’s depction of Dorian Gray and of Beauty.
“Beauty is a form of Genius - is higher, indeed, than Genius, as it needs no explanation…”
To Pretend February 2, 2007
Posted by Mayee in : Daily Babble , 1 comment so farI have always thought myself to be a very good pretender, pretending to be something I’m not for the sake of fitting in and being accepted.
…and then I read this:
To pretend, I actually do the thing: I have therefore only pretended to pretend.
Sinking February 1, 2007
Posted by Mayee in : Daily Babble , add a commentThe weight of all the piled-up schoolwork is overwhelming. I’m sinking. And yet I had a few minutes to read about something yucky yet somewhat interesting:
Weapon of Mass Doo-Doo
Mussolini famously used castor oil as a weapon of sorts against political dissidents in Italy in the 1920s. Fascist operatives would capture their opponents and force-feed them a large quantity of castor oil. This produced severe diarrhea—in some cases, severe enough to cause death. (When the explicit goal was to murder someone rather than scare them, a little gasoline was mixed into the castor oil for good measure.)
ack. Amusing though. Haha. read the entire thing here.
And now I shall get back to work. :P
