A feeling of warmth engulfs me today! :D I am feeling extremely blessed. Each student I teach makes me feel even happier. I feel content and blissful when the parent expresses their deep happiness and trueness. (:
I'm so happy! My birthday is next week. :D
When we interact with every human being, wish the person the best possible and you will experience great psychological benefits for yourself! It's that simple for both parties!
Thursday, December 6, 2012
Monday, November 26, 2012
Memory is power.
Inadvertently, the whole world would know that memory is power. If a human being has no capacity to remember, they would be empty pieces of tainted paper. I love contemplation. The art of thinking is something that few appreciate, and even fewer care to practice. Think before you act, or the repercussions would be irreversible. Human beings who do not think before proceeding with particular actions often carry out things that they do not want to. That is a form of art as well!
For myself, I believe my dreams matter the most. I love dreaming. I can dream all day about my fantasies. I love having my lucid dreams. I have mastered the ability of self control. Many have not. I have mastered the skill of controlling oneself- to be able to feel little or nothing. Redundant emotions are obstacles to achieving one's Goals. We need to WIN in life. We can win when we do our best and do not impair judgement by meaningless acts! We can do it! We are the best in our minds.
There was once a girl who had the same name as I, and that girl was a floating white gown. She was invisible. She could go through walls and she could see what everyone was doing. She prefers to be called "She" because it sounded cool.
One day, the girl stumbled upon a room that no one had opened. She could walk through walls, so that was what she did. After she entered, she noticed that the inner parts of the room was filled with dust and particles were flying in the air. There was a tremendous amount of bacteria and each bacterium filled her nostrills even though she was invisible. It filled her up and she could not breathe! This was strange because she was invisible.
The moral of the story- tangible things can affect the intangible. If you let physical things enter your bodies- things that are vile and unclean, your mind would soon be polluted as well.
I read This in my favourite book.
"It is better to be cut by a sharp sword than to let a wrong thought enter the mind."
I do not need to explain the story. If you have the necessary analytical skills needed for literature, you will understand. Life is simple. Be happy always. (: Think and act and you will succeed. Act and think and you may not.
Memory Is on paper and memory is power. Memory is the sense of all loss- Housekeeping. The book has been amazing. It has taught me many concepts to be used in writing. Ruth, Lucille. I forgot much of it, but I remember their abandonment and the dark winter nights. I remember the children who did not exist in their stories. (: What comfort the author must have attained from penning down her thoughts. I truly love the concept of writing.
Inadvertently, the whole world would know that memory is power. If a human being has no capacity to remember, they would be empty pieces of tainted paper. I love contemplation. The art of thinking is something that few appreciate, and even fewer care to practice. Think before you act, or the repercussions would be irreversible. Human beings who do not think before proceeding with particular actions often carry out things that they do not want to. That is a form of art as well!
For myself, I believe my dreams matter the most. I love dreaming. I can dream all day about my fantasies. I love having my lucid dreams. I have mastered the ability of self control. Many have not. I have mastered the skill of controlling oneself- to be able to feel little or nothing. Redundant emotions are obstacles to achieving one's Goals. We need to WIN in life. We can win when we do our best and do not impair judgement by meaningless acts! We can do it! We are the best in our minds.
There was once a girl who had the same name as I, and that girl was a floating white gown. She was invisible. She could go through walls and she could see what everyone was doing. She prefers to be called "She" because it sounded cool.
One day, the girl stumbled upon a room that no one had opened. She could walk through walls, so that was what she did. After she entered, she noticed that the inner parts of the room was filled with dust and particles were flying in the air. There was a tremendous amount of bacteria and each bacterium filled her nostrills even though she was invisible. It filled her up and she could not breathe! This was strange because she was invisible.
The moral of the story- tangible things can affect the intangible. If you let physical things enter your bodies- things that are vile and unclean, your mind would soon be polluted as well.
I read This in my favourite book.
"It is better to be cut by a sharp sword than to let a wrong thought enter the mind."
I do not need to explain the story. If you have the necessary analytical skills needed for literature, you will understand. Life is simple. Be happy always. (: Think and act and you will succeed. Act and think and you may not.
Memory Is on paper and memory is power. Memory is the sense of all loss- Housekeeping. The book has been amazing. It has taught me many concepts to be used in writing. Ruth, Lucille. I forgot much of it, but I remember their abandonment and the dark winter nights. I remember the children who did not exist in their stories. (: What comfort the author must have attained from penning down her thoughts. I truly love the concept of writing.
Memory is the sense of all loss.
As I am on the journey for education, meaning to share with someone else my lessons, I ponder.
I see the raindrops trickling down the train, and a drop falls off the screen I look at, onto the reservoir. I have been told that it must be the lower or upper something reservoir.
On another note, just as how raindrops fall so easily and
Vanish, our memory is the same.
Memory is the sense of all loss.
I did not dream of water last night. Why? I dreamt of a PSB building and I had a short moment where my dream was Lucid and I could control it but I did not do all the things I wanted! I must have dreamt of water. I must have! Did I?
I try to recall. Maybe I did. I think there was but not enough. I want my lakes and the seas I always dream of.
As I am on the journey for education, meaning to share with someone else my lessons, I ponder.
I see the raindrops trickling down the train, and a drop falls off the screen I look at, onto the reservoir. I have been told that it must be the lower or upper something reservoir.
On another note, just as how raindrops fall so easily and
Vanish, our memory is the same.
Memory is the sense of all loss.
I did not dream of water last night. Why? I dreamt of a PSB building and I had a short moment where my dream was Lucid and I could control it but I did not do all the things I wanted! I must have dreamt of water. I must have! Did I?
I try to recall. Maybe I did. I think there was but not enough. I want my lakes and the seas I always dream of.
Saturday, November 24, 2012
I have always held the notion that Everything happens for a reason. Everything. God's purpose and plan. Sometimes, we do not know what the purpose is and we fearfully or vehemently doubt it but there IS a reason.
Human beings exist for a reason. Emotions exist for a reason. We live for a reason. People live and die. People breed and die. Hamsters breed too, but they are but hamsters. I am a Human being. I am alive. I can breathe. I can think. I can choose the way I act.
Rats in captivity can choose how to act too. They can go for various options. We are all strange in some way. People have thoughts- good and bad. Having lived in society for almost twenty years, I have come to the realization that people are of good and bad breeds. There is no doubt. Yet, the movie, "The Bullet Vanishes", spoke about people being inherently good. I believe in that too, just that at that state, they are just "good people gone bad". 这个世界上没有坏的人,只有变坏了的好人." this notion often holds for most of the world's population, but it does not apply to every single being. We are but single beings being stranded in our own single cells. I recently encountered a stranger who was painfully rude. Strange. However, I noticed that these people hurt more than us. They are all dying inside! We are the happiest people, they are not.
We are happy beings.
I love the song, Qian Li Zhi Wai. Amazing vocals.
Human beings exist for a reason. Emotions exist for a reason. We live for a reason. People live and die. People breed and die. Hamsters breed too, but they are but hamsters. I am a Human being. I am alive. I can breathe. I can think. I can choose the way I act.
Rats in captivity can choose how to act too. They can go for various options. We are all strange in some way. People have thoughts- good and bad. Having lived in society for almost twenty years, I have come to the realization that people are of good and bad breeds. There is no doubt. Yet, the movie, "The Bullet Vanishes", spoke about people being inherently good. I believe in that too, just that at that state, they are just "good people gone bad". 这个世界上没有坏的人,只有变坏了的好人." this notion often holds for most of the world's population, but it does not apply to every single being. We are but single beings being stranded in our own single cells. I recently encountered a stranger who was painfully rude. Strange. However, I noticed that these people hurt more than us. They are all dying inside! We are the happiest people, they are not.
We are happy beings.
I love the song, Qian Li Zhi Wai. Amazing vocals.
Thursday, November 15, 2012
Cyber life is extremely interesting, notably the fact that complete strangers and close relations actually can easily access information that you casually or deliberately put up.
Likewise, interesting is that fact that emotional beings like humans are even more unpredictable than the clock. Just kidding. They are highly predictable.
It has been known since the start of time that creatures with emotions cannot function to its best capacity. A man with a wife and a mother will spend time figuring out the best choice of who to save when both are drowning, leaving much room for debate and speculation. A lady with an issue with food would find herself debating on the case of To Eat Or Not To Eat. Silly trivial things in life? Perhaps. Perhaps not.
I have always found humankind to be rather interesting. Certain individuals would do so much as to read the minds of others. Some would merely read their own books and live in a world or complete solace? A few of them would actually ATTEMPT (which means possibly failed ones) to dictate the life of another. Some would love so much. Strange, isn't it?
I have recently taken to reading the thoughts of random individuals. It is particularly exciting to correct their grammar as you go along- a bad habit of mine. :O (Apparently, if I were to be awkward, I would think that ":O" did not exist in the English dictionary." Anyway, my language is not perfect either, but it is the skills I possess currently that make me analyze and ponder on the intelligence of many. It is strange that we are brought up in a world of Elitism and also a world of average standards. We shuffle between both. Blah. No sense?
"Time waits for no man and no man waits for time."
I keep dreaming. I love the state of being "floaty". "Floaty" is the word I use for being in a state of complete dazedness and total calmness. I'm at peace. I dream of a time where I can fly through the puzzled cities where normal beings dwell in, and as I float by in my "floaty" state, I would then be able to come to a conclusion that there is no conclusion in this world. THE only conclusion that I can come up with is that there is in fact perfect irony. Which, does not make sense. How can there be a conclusion if I said there was no conclusion?
Hmm. (: Strange is the thought of man. Obsession can kill. (:
Anyway, please remember to write down your dream tomorrow. (:
Likewise, interesting is that fact that emotional beings like humans are even more unpredictable than the clock. Just kidding. They are highly predictable.
It has been known since the start of time that creatures with emotions cannot function to its best capacity. A man with a wife and a mother will spend time figuring out the best choice of who to save when both are drowning, leaving much room for debate and speculation. A lady with an issue with food would find herself debating on the case of To Eat Or Not To Eat. Silly trivial things in life? Perhaps. Perhaps not.
I have always found humankind to be rather interesting. Certain individuals would do so much as to read the minds of others. Some would merely read their own books and live in a world or complete solace? A few of them would actually ATTEMPT (which means possibly failed ones) to dictate the life of another. Some would love so much. Strange, isn't it?
I have recently taken to reading the thoughts of random individuals. It is particularly exciting to correct their grammar as you go along- a bad habit of mine. :O (Apparently, if I were to be awkward, I would think that ":O" did not exist in the English dictionary." Anyway, my language is not perfect either, but it is the skills I possess currently that make me analyze and ponder on the intelligence of many. It is strange that we are brought up in a world of Elitism and also a world of average standards. We shuffle between both. Blah. No sense?
"Time waits for no man and no man waits for time."
I keep dreaming. I love the state of being "floaty". "Floaty" is the word I use for being in a state of complete dazedness and total calmness. I'm at peace. I dream of a time where I can fly through the puzzled cities where normal beings dwell in, and as I float by in my "floaty" state, I would then be able to come to a conclusion that there is no conclusion in this world. THE only conclusion that I can come up with is that there is in fact perfect irony. Which, does not make sense. How can there be a conclusion if I said there was no conclusion?
Hmm. (: Strange is the thought of man. Obsession can kill. (:
Anyway, please remember to write down your dream tomorrow. (:
Tuesday, November 6, 2012
I dreamt about water again. When I woke up, I felt incredibly peaceful. :D
I dreamt that I was having a holiday, and I was with my extended family as well. We were at a place off Singapore and we were at part of the old Sentosa. I floated in the pristine waters with a life buoy and a floating bolster and I held a present someone gave to me and floated happily.
I remember that before that, I was at the Year End Rally and that everyone wore yellow. We took videos and there were fireworks and I remember so much but I have to go off to school and hence, I shall keep it short. I love my dreams. I love writing them all and compiling them and recalling it all, because it helps me to ameliorate my already fantastic memory! (: Memory is the sense of all loss. I recollect this sentence from a book we read for Literature last time. (:
The sense of all loss. Haha, well, it is all up to us! To me, it can be for keepsake. (:
I love dreaming. I urge you all to pen down your dreams, for in your dreams, you can find happiness.
Happiness is the key thing for one to be successful. When you plant a bed of roses in an unhappy plot of land, unhappy roses brew and sorrow floods the land. When you plant a bed of roses in a jubilant plot of land, thee jubilant roses will multiply and fill up the world. (:
I dreamt that I was having a holiday, and I was with my extended family as well. We were at a place off Singapore and we were at part of the old Sentosa. I floated in the pristine waters with a life buoy and a floating bolster and I held a present someone gave to me and floated happily.
I remember that before that, I was at the Year End Rally and that everyone wore yellow. We took videos and there were fireworks and I remember so much but I have to go off to school and hence, I shall keep it short. I love my dreams. I love writing them all and compiling them and recalling it all, because it helps me to ameliorate my already fantastic memory! (: Memory is the sense of all loss. I recollect this sentence from a book we read for Literature last time. (:
The sense of all loss. Haha, well, it is all up to us! To me, it can be for keepsake. (:
I love dreaming. I urge you all to pen down your dreams, for in your dreams, you can find happiness.
Happiness is the key thing for one to be successful. When you plant a bed of roses in an unhappy plot of land, unhappy roses brew and sorrow floods the land. When you plant a bed of roses in a jubilant plot of land, thee jubilant roses will multiply and fill up the world. (:
I want to tell you about my dream. There was so much water and I was rowing my sail boat and I was falling off and it was amazing. I remember my dreams every single day and I remember every single colour that it pains me sometimes, because my head is so full and I want to empty it, but then, what if there is no bowl, it is already empty. (: Before that... (:
Strange is the thought of man. Stranger are the sights we see on Earth and not to mention common day sightings.
I have always thought of "thought" as something intriguing yet something that sparks interest as well. When we live in a world where "thought" dominates, we are fueled by the strength it nourishes us with, and we are flooded with anguish by the pain it delivers. "THOUGHT" FUELS THE IMAGINATIVE MIND.
I have realized that in this world, many are driven by triggers and many are sparked by emotions. Let's give an example. Let us deem that a plate of chicken wings remind us of the real chicken itself. What about a plate of chicken wings reminding us of a bony child? All the bones. It does not make sense. No, not to you! Some person might think that a plate of wings remind them of bones, and the bones remind them of a malnourished child. What makes sense? What about the plate of wings reminding us that animals die for us to eat them. There are so many ways someone views that plate. What about it being someone's last meal? "Thought" alone makes no sense. What makes sense is basically the human's conception of it.
NOW, NOW. Let us take a look at "value". I deem "value" as something extremely important to me. Sometimes, I feel so empty when there is no value at all. There is a value for everything we do. For me, the value that something has is the value I have by upholding my moral stands. My moral standards apply to me. Different people have differing moral standards. Moral ground is essential for any growth at all. The growth in this sense can mean physical, mental, spiritual, emotional. Emotional growth is so important.
Do you all feel empty sometimes? It is time to feed your spiritual mind and emotional mind. (:
There was once a fighting fish who lived, and it longed to see the world.
It dropped out of its bowl, and that was my fighting fish.
My sister stepped on it but it survived.
I took it and put it back into the water.
It swam tenderly, tail hurt.
Fins hurt.
It jerked and swam.
It continued doing so.
It survived.
We can be like the fighting fish. We can grow strong too. (:
About my dream... (:
I want to tell you that I have a lot of repetitive dreams. I dream about my old house almost every night and I dream about water almost everyday. I think of water as a sense of freedom for me and a sense of struggle too. Sometimes I dream that I am on a yatch or a sailboat and sometimes I dream that there are so many swimming pools that are 2.5m or 1,000000m and I felt as though I would have drowned. Whenever I know that I am dreaming and I see these water places, I feel very happy.
Water makes me really happy. That peace, that serenity, no one can understand. I see the sparkles and light bounces off so gently off these surfaces, gleaming, coruscating, casting an occasional beam of light on my face.
I dream of many buildings. I remember there were five levels and thirty eight levels and also seventy two levels for my different dreams. I remember that I was in a snow globe and we were bouncing and flying and I want to make my dream into a movie. It is so amazing!
I think I live in my dreamworld too much. My memory is too good for me. Haha, I tend to remember every single detail that it scares me by how much I can recall.
Strange is the thought of man. (: I love dreams. They are so peaceful, wild and amazing. :D I love random thoughts and exciting dreams.
Strange is the thought of man. Stranger are the sights we see on Earth and not to mention common day sightings.
I have always thought of "thought" as something intriguing yet something that sparks interest as well. When we live in a world where "thought" dominates, we are fueled by the strength it nourishes us with, and we are flooded with anguish by the pain it delivers. "THOUGHT" FUELS THE IMAGINATIVE MIND.
I have realized that in this world, many are driven by triggers and many are sparked by emotions. Let's give an example. Let us deem that a plate of chicken wings remind us of the real chicken itself. What about a plate of chicken wings reminding us of a bony child? All the bones. It does not make sense. No, not to you! Some person might think that a plate of wings remind them of bones, and the bones remind them of a malnourished child. What makes sense? What about the plate of wings reminding us that animals die for us to eat them. There are so many ways someone views that plate. What about it being someone's last meal? "Thought" alone makes no sense. What makes sense is basically the human's conception of it.
NOW, NOW. Let us take a look at "value". I deem "value" as something extremely important to me. Sometimes, I feel so empty when there is no value at all. There is a value for everything we do. For me, the value that something has is the value I have by upholding my moral stands. My moral standards apply to me. Different people have differing moral standards. Moral ground is essential for any growth at all. The growth in this sense can mean physical, mental, spiritual, emotional. Emotional growth is so important.
Do you all feel empty sometimes? It is time to feed your spiritual mind and emotional mind. (:
There was once a fighting fish who lived, and it longed to see the world.
It dropped out of its bowl, and that was my fighting fish.
My sister stepped on it but it survived.
I took it and put it back into the water.
It swam tenderly, tail hurt.
Fins hurt.
It jerked and swam.
It continued doing so.
It survived.
We can be like the fighting fish. We can grow strong too. (:
About my dream... (:
I want to tell you that I have a lot of repetitive dreams. I dream about my old house almost every night and I dream about water almost everyday. I think of water as a sense of freedom for me and a sense of struggle too. Sometimes I dream that I am on a yatch or a sailboat and sometimes I dream that there are so many swimming pools that are 2.5m or 1,000000m and I felt as though I would have drowned. Whenever I know that I am dreaming and I see these water places, I feel very happy.
Water makes me really happy. That peace, that serenity, no one can understand. I see the sparkles and light bounces off so gently off these surfaces, gleaming, coruscating, casting an occasional beam of light on my face.
I dream of many buildings. I remember there were five levels and thirty eight levels and also seventy two levels for my different dreams. I remember that I was in a snow globe and we were bouncing and flying and I want to make my dream into a movie. It is so amazing!
I think I live in my dreamworld too much. My memory is too good for me. Haha, I tend to remember every single detail that it scares me by how much I can recall.
Strange is the thought of man. (: I love dreams. They are so peaceful, wild and amazing. :D I love random thoughts and exciting dreams.
Saturday, October 13, 2012
It is Saturday morning and I amble across the tunnel lightheartedly. I spot the same people hawking their items and the same busy crowd rushing towards their individual destinations. Out of the blue, I spot a lady with a tin can in her hands, raising funds for a charity. She is middle aged and she fades
Into the background. As I continue walking, I notice an elderly lady in her
Sixties carrying the same tin can. My heart starts to feel a tinge of pain. At this instance, This thought came into my mind,"What about the younger working crowd?"
I take a look at the ladies. They look forgotten and sad. I carry on and I see The last lady, elderly as well.
This happened ten minutes ago.
I don't know why but it pains me That they should raise causes on their own. I know there are many young adults who help out as well. However, seeing them there makes me Feel young adults can do even more for society. Even the aged has stepped in, don't you think we should?
I take a look at the ladies. They look forgotten and sad. I carry on and I see The last lady, elderly as well.
This happened ten minutes ago.
I don't know why but it pains me That they should raise causes on their own. I know there are many young adults who help out as well. However, seeing them there makes me Feel young adults can do even more for society. Even the aged has stepped in, don't you think we should?
Wednesday, October 10, 2012
Okay, I'm writing this immediately after I realized that I had a dream within a dream within a dream within a dream. This dream has never happened like any dreams before. In fact, the first dream was lucid and the second dream was partially lucid. This is not as powerful as the ultimate lucid dream I had but it was crazy. (I just realized that the format did not include spaces between the paragraphs! What a read! Haha)
THE MIND IS EXTREMELY POWERFUL. Two years back when I had my best lucid dream, I changed the landscape to make the monsters attacking me in the gold cave in the Egyptian like place I was exploring disappear. I crushed them with my bare hands because I knew it was a dream. I then changed the landscape and ended up in Singapore and looked for the sea so that I could practice running on water. Don't ask me why, but I was a running fanatic at that point of time and I would do anything to improve my timing. The next day, I managed to run 2 km in 8 minutes and 35 seconds that day. I cannot beat that timing now. At least, yet. I definitely can do it when I train even more.
Okay, I dreamt that I was driving and I looked at the block. It was night at the block said 773, Hougang avenue 3. And I knew that there was no such block so I was dreaming. (The last time I had such a dream as well.) Hence, I know it was a lucid dream- a dream where I know it's a dream so I can control it. Someone was driving the car down, it was a jeep, and we were on a concrete carpark that looks like it was very messy. There were many turns and I saw some actresses at the top so I wanted to see what they were doing so I drove the car back up without being in the driver's seat. Like my previous lucid dreams, I wanted to shoot down the "fake" people, but I couldn't this time cause my focus wasn't there. I made the car go up and then I grabbed one of the fake people. I tickled myself with the person cause I wanted to know if I could feel a sensation in the dream. I could not feel it for the first four times but I suddenly felt it! Then, I woke up with a start. I was in my bedroom. I wanted to know what caused the sensation. How could I feel something when I was dreaming? I started remembering my former dreams of people hugging me and touching me and swimming.
How could I feel all those? I looked down and I saw a HUGE, cream white soft toy bear that was on me. I pinched it off and the paw came off and it spoke to me. I was shocked because I woke up from my previous dream already and I knew that my previous dream was a dream, not real life. I remember that there was someone in my room. I think my sister so I felt very dizzy and confused and we ended up at the mama shop downstairs. I was spinning and I fell and my purple bag (that I carry often) fell onto the table and I hit something off. The owner that we often see was there and I said, "Sorry, I don't know why I'm so dizzy." I went to text my friend that I often text because I was so puzzled. I bought a grape yakult and drank it in my room and I felt better. My sister bought some sweets. I recall that we were back in room, and suddenly, I saw my brother and sister playing with my neighbour, who was a young Indian boy. However, I looked closely and it was not him! It was a toy that could speak and jump. And it had wires but I was shocked. Wasn't this reality already? I asked my sister or brother. They said that it was very normal. Toys can actually speak. It's like Toy Story. I did not believe it. I asked around and I looked at my shelf. I sat there thinking for about one minute and I looked at my phone and I saw picture snapped of all the toys dancing in my room and also two of my "Happy Fish" pictures. One had my pink dolphin facing me and the other had three pink notes Covering my pink dolphin's face. My mum came in and I asked her to say hi to the toy. "That's not our neighbour, that's a toy that looks Like him." I said questionably. There was also another smaller version that looked like my neighbour too. My mum just nodded as though nothing was out of the blue.
I was puzzled. Everyone seemed to know it all along. (My bedroom was the bedroom I had currently, except it was midnight and the clock stopped at a certain time after that. My windows were open as usual. However, the shelves directly in front of me were the shelves from my Anchorvale home. There was one White table at the bottom, three other light brown shelves at the top. Anyway, the reason why I can remember my dream in great detail is because I always look back and my dream and recall it. Hence, my room was a mixture of that of my old house's and new house's room.) I went and said "Hello" to the toys through waving. I could not believe it. There were all Alive. I was really shocked. Why were they suddenly Alive? I haven't even had toys in the longest time and suddenly, my sister or brother got these toys and placed it on my shelves. I looked in front and I saw the a toy being blocked from my angle. It was blocked because my bed is very high on a platform and beside the window directly. The shelves were more towards the middle of the room. It was blocked by a white box like thing. I went forward and I saw a blueberry cheesecake toy talking and I was like wow. There was also another chocolate cake or strawberry talking. There were also some lizard toys that looked like rare species and I touched it and suddenly, another snake-like toy that was about 5 cm in diameter wrapped around my second finger on my left hand so tightly and I Was so scared. I was petrified. I tried to get it off. It was painful. (I realized that the Sensations were real.) The lizard-toy that was yellow with yellow gray spots, a total of about 10 spots forming an inverted triangle also wrapped around me and another white grey lizard with the same spots was running towards me. Then a black lizard/snake was running towards me from the floor and I jumped away and ran out and they came closer.
Before I move on, I want to say that I remember there were other toys also. There was a talking clock that suddenly had eyes. It was a brick red clock. And then there were also some other things that I will slowly recall. The blueberry cake was a log cake by the way, since I remember now. Then suddenly I woke up again. I was in the Living Room. That explains it! I realized that I had been dreaming for the past two times. (The carpark driving at Block 773 that doesn't exist and the white Teddy back that woke me up and the blueberry log Cake. And our "neighbour". Actually, neighbour-looking toy. I was in the living room. I remember that my view faced the television an my room was on the right. I was situated at the far back end of the living room in the centre. Where have I seen that living room before. (I'm trying to recall now, in reality as I'm recalling my four dreams within dreams.) It looks like my aunty's house's living room and it looks like the living room in my old Anchorvale house. Anyway, it's mainly white and Marble polished and I saw the Tv console that I used to have at Anchorvale house. (319C) and then there was the Orange old vase we used to have, but it was a smaller version. About 5/8 of the original one we had. And the there was a black television in the middle and the whole place had green grayish sofa everywhere. Like there were a lot of people and the television was turned on and the character was mostly blue in Colour. Then, I told my dad that the toys were alive! I remembered looking at my Camera Roll and seeing pictures of evidence I took but then I looked and they were gone. I told him about my previous dream foreshadowing the current dream. There was another Man too. He looked like a technician or and engineer. He seemed to wear spectacles. I started looking for toys and talking to them and they told me that they were alive. They wanted to hug me and then I kept thinking about how I had the lucid dreams previously. This could not be a dream again. I've only had a dream within a dream once before and it was also a lucid dream. (That Lucid dream I had was the most powerful dream. I changed the landscape and ran on water to practice my running skills and mental skills.)
I picked up and Elmo thing that looked like boxing glove material tied up together with brown string. It was a vest that children wear. It could talk to. I held the vest and it vibrated like a human being. "Say hi to them!" I took up the toy and made it say high to the people sitting at the chairs behind the living room. It was the only toy I was not afraid of. "I used to like Elmo when I was young. I think it should be okay since it doesn't have scary hands like the other toys." I thought. I sang the Elmo song and I felt a sense of nolstagia hitting me. The toys were running amock and I was petrified. However, I started to question more. There must be an answer. Why are They Alive? Now that I look back in hindsight, I realized that this reflects my personal character in life. I always have to have a logical answer. I got my answer in my dream. Behind me, there was a squished seating area with about three chairs. These chairs were the rattan ones you would see at cost chill out places which adopted the rattan-look. The chairs were greenish grayish as well. They were made of rattan. Someone on the chair or my dad told me that these toys were not alive. I think my aunt was there too. I saw her. The speech was as follows, "They really seem alive all the time but it is actually a market research conducted by all the dealers from various markers to see what we like to watch on television, what we do in our daily lives, what we buy, what we wear so that they can make more money." It didn't make sense to me but it kind of did because I could not understand how toys could be alive. My Elmo toy seemed so real. This is crazy.
I have a lesson that applies to everyone. I believe that we should write our dreams down. After I have created this habit since a while back when I read the article on lucid dreams about 5 years ago, my mental strength has increased tremendously. I have the power to literally stop a nightmare when I am having a dream. At times, I purposely jump down the building in the dream just to try it out but that ends the dream so I don't recommend that. The mind is powerful.
THE MIND IS EXTREMELY POWERFUL. Two years back when I had my best lucid dream, I changed the landscape to make the monsters attacking me in the gold cave in the Egyptian like place I was exploring disappear. I crushed them with my bare hands because I knew it was a dream. I then changed the landscape and ended up in Singapore and looked for the sea so that I could practice running on water. Don't ask me why, but I was a running fanatic at that point of time and I would do anything to improve my timing. The next day, I managed to run 2 km in 8 minutes and 35 seconds that day. I cannot beat that timing now. At least, yet. I definitely can do it when I train even more.
Okay, I dreamt that I was driving and I looked at the block. It was night at the block said 773, Hougang avenue 3. And I knew that there was no such block so I was dreaming. (The last time I had such a dream as well.) Hence, I know it was a lucid dream- a dream where I know it's a dream so I can control it. Someone was driving the car down, it was a jeep, and we were on a concrete carpark that looks like it was very messy. There were many turns and I saw some actresses at the top so I wanted to see what they were doing so I drove the car back up without being in the driver's seat. Like my previous lucid dreams, I wanted to shoot down the "fake" people, but I couldn't this time cause my focus wasn't there. I made the car go up and then I grabbed one of the fake people. I tickled myself with the person cause I wanted to know if I could feel a sensation in the dream. I could not feel it for the first four times but I suddenly felt it! Then, I woke up with a start. I was in my bedroom. I wanted to know what caused the sensation. How could I feel something when I was dreaming? I started remembering my former dreams of people hugging me and touching me and swimming.
How could I feel all those? I looked down and I saw a HUGE, cream white soft toy bear that was on me. I pinched it off and the paw came off and it spoke to me. I was shocked because I woke up from my previous dream already and I knew that my previous dream was a dream, not real life. I remember that there was someone in my room. I think my sister so I felt very dizzy and confused and we ended up at the mama shop downstairs. I was spinning and I fell and my purple bag (that I carry often) fell onto the table and I hit something off. The owner that we often see was there and I said, "Sorry, I don't know why I'm so dizzy." I went to text my friend that I often text because I was so puzzled. I bought a grape yakult and drank it in my room and I felt better. My sister bought some sweets. I recall that we were back in room, and suddenly, I saw my brother and sister playing with my neighbour, who was a young Indian boy. However, I looked closely and it was not him! It was a toy that could speak and jump. And it had wires but I was shocked. Wasn't this reality already? I asked my sister or brother. They said that it was very normal. Toys can actually speak. It's like Toy Story. I did not believe it. I asked around and I looked at my shelf. I sat there thinking for about one minute and I looked at my phone and I saw picture snapped of all the toys dancing in my room and also two of my "Happy Fish" pictures. One had my pink dolphin facing me and the other had three pink notes Covering my pink dolphin's face. My mum came in and I asked her to say hi to the toy. "That's not our neighbour, that's a toy that looks Like him." I said questionably. There was also another smaller version that looked like my neighbour too. My mum just nodded as though nothing was out of the blue.
I was puzzled. Everyone seemed to know it all along. (My bedroom was the bedroom I had currently, except it was midnight and the clock stopped at a certain time after that. My windows were open as usual. However, the shelves directly in front of me were the shelves from my Anchorvale home. There was one White table at the bottom, three other light brown shelves at the top. Anyway, the reason why I can remember my dream in great detail is because I always look back and my dream and recall it. Hence, my room was a mixture of that of my old house's and new house's room.) I went and said "Hello" to the toys through waving. I could not believe it. There were all Alive. I was really shocked. Why were they suddenly Alive? I haven't even had toys in the longest time and suddenly, my sister or brother got these toys and placed it on my shelves. I looked in front and I saw the a toy being blocked from my angle. It was blocked because my bed is very high on a platform and beside the window directly. The shelves were more towards the middle of the room. It was blocked by a white box like thing. I went forward and I saw a blueberry cheesecake toy talking and I was like wow. There was also another chocolate cake or strawberry talking. There were also some lizard toys that looked like rare species and I touched it and suddenly, another snake-like toy that was about 5 cm in diameter wrapped around my second finger on my left hand so tightly and I Was so scared. I was petrified. I tried to get it off. It was painful. (I realized that the Sensations were real.) The lizard-toy that was yellow with yellow gray spots, a total of about 10 spots forming an inverted triangle also wrapped around me and another white grey lizard with the same spots was running towards me. Then a black lizard/snake was running towards me from the floor and I jumped away and ran out and they came closer.
Before I move on, I want to say that I remember there were other toys also. There was a talking clock that suddenly had eyes. It was a brick red clock. And then there were also some other things that I will slowly recall. The blueberry cake was a log cake by the way, since I remember now. Then suddenly I woke up again. I was in the Living Room. That explains it! I realized that I had been dreaming for the past two times. (The carpark driving at Block 773 that doesn't exist and the white Teddy back that woke me up and the blueberry log Cake. And our "neighbour". Actually, neighbour-looking toy. I was in the living room. I remember that my view faced the television an my room was on the right. I was situated at the far back end of the living room in the centre. Where have I seen that living room before. (I'm trying to recall now, in reality as I'm recalling my four dreams within dreams.) It looks like my aunty's house's living room and it looks like the living room in my old Anchorvale house. Anyway, it's mainly white and Marble polished and I saw the Tv console that I used to have at Anchorvale house. (319C) and then there was the Orange old vase we used to have, but it was a smaller version. About 5/8 of the original one we had. And the there was a black television in the middle and the whole place had green grayish sofa everywhere. Like there were a lot of people and the television was turned on and the character was mostly blue in Colour. Then, I told my dad that the toys were alive! I remembered looking at my Camera Roll and seeing pictures of evidence I took but then I looked and they were gone. I told him about my previous dream foreshadowing the current dream. There was another Man too. He looked like a technician or and engineer. He seemed to wear spectacles. I started looking for toys and talking to them and they told me that they were alive. They wanted to hug me and then I kept thinking about how I had the lucid dreams previously. This could not be a dream again. I've only had a dream within a dream once before and it was also a lucid dream. (That Lucid dream I had was the most powerful dream. I changed the landscape and ran on water to practice my running skills and mental skills.)
I picked up and Elmo thing that looked like boxing glove material tied up together with brown string. It was a vest that children wear. It could talk to. I held the vest and it vibrated like a human being. "Say hi to them!" I took up the toy and made it say high to the people sitting at the chairs behind the living room. It was the only toy I was not afraid of. "I used to like Elmo when I was young. I think it should be okay since it doesn't have scary hands like the other toys." I thought. I sang the Elmo song and I felt a sense of nolstagia hitting me. The toys were running amock and I was petrified. However, I started to question more. There must be an answer. Why are They Alive? Now that I look back in hindsight, I realized that this reflects my personal character in life. I always have to have a logical answer. I got my answer in my dream. Behind me, there was a squished seating area with about three chairs. These chairs were the rattan ones you would see at cost chill out places which adopted the rattan-look. The chairs were greenish grayish as well. They were made of rattan. Someone on the chair or my dad told me that these toys were not alive. I think my aunt was there too. I saw her. The speech was as follows, "They really seem alive all the time but it is actually a market research conducted by all the dealers from various markers to see what we like to watch on television, what we do in our daily lives, what we buy, what we wear so that they can make more money." It didn't make sense to me but it kind of did because I could not understand how toys could be alive. My Elmo toy seemed so real. This is crazy.
I have a lesson that applies to everyone. I believe that we should write our dreams down. After I have created this habit since a while back when I read the article on lucid dreams about 5 years ago, my mental strength has increased tremendously. I have the power to literally stop a nightmare when I am having a dream. At times, I purposely jump down the building in the dream just to try it out but that ends the dream so I don't recommend that. The mind is powerful.
Friday, August 17, 2012
Thursday, August 9, 2012
The creation of language, the composition of sentences. They are all strung together like intertwining fine threads that we can't see sometimes. I have always believed that the power of language was an enormous one. One can never fathom it completely. The reason why this situation prevails is because there are so many intents, puns, conversations, events and these are all reasons that mountain to mask it's complexity.
I just wish to share with all of you that behind all this is education.
Without basic education, I would never have been able to compose a series of comprehensive words at all.
Without such knowledge, I would have never been able to appreciate the joy reading has given me.
Today, I chanced upon a fiction book.
I have not read nor glanced through fiction in a while.
Typically, I peruse through books about management, leadership and personal development. It is enriching.
Yet, Today was beautiful.
Stunning. Pictures exploded in my head as I imagined the scenes in the book coming alive. Books. Words. Vision.
I love reading. How I miss it so dearly. (:
Sunday, June 24, 2012
The journey for the pageant is definitely getting more intense as the days toward the finals approach!
We had a fitting for Harley Davidson yesterday to prepare ourselves for upcoming shoots. (:
Definitely the road is no easy one. We will have a line up of activities coming up!
Just a quick update early morning. (:
Wednesday, June 6, 2012
Medicinal drugs does have its advantages as well as its disadvantages. I went to
The dooctor today and showed her my prescribed medicine or my fever and she told me that
I was prescribed to something I was allergic to. Human error. There are some who are very dedicated in their work, like her of course. I am actually allergic to panadol so I rarely take it unless
I have had persistent headache for days and I can't take it anymore. And I told them and I was prescribed that.
But thank goodness on the outside I've just developed slight rashes. Hopefully internally I better be good.
I'm gonna cleanse myself with my Kangen water. (:
Monday, June 4, 2012
Saturday, June 2, 2012
Saturday, April 14, 2012
I had an amazing week of physical and mental training!
Definitely, the road to success or adequate preparation is no walk in the park.
Strong mentality coupled with undying persistence is a prerequisite! Hahaha!!! :D
Long distance running and vigorous swimming is the best.
I just came back from my 5 km run! It's amazing to run at night, because the air is relatively fresh.
I witnessed the gazes of amazed passerbys who wonder what a young girl is doing, running so late at night.
I do occassionally meet fellow "runners" at such a timing. Definitely, we must be spread out throughout Singapore.
I usually meet loads of people who run at eight thirty, but rarely at eleven plus.
I witnessed a building devoid of light. There must be a blackout at that building!
Imagine the darkness enveloping its residents. It must be pretty terrifying, but I've gone quite used to darkness! I loved to
Not turn on the lights deliberately When I was fourteen or fifteen. I just loved to make myself accustomed to places without darkness
Because I knew that nature had no electricity! Haha I wanted to be close to nature.
And so I had no fear of darkness.
Today was great anyway! It was a really fruitful conferece. (:
It is definitely no easy road for the preparation towards success in this pageant anyway, but it definitely an amazing experience! Will share more soon. I am extremely excited!!! Each day is a revelation and I have learnt so much, even though it's been a short while only.
Looking forward to learn all I can! (: student mentality!
Definitely, the road to success or adequate preparation is no walk in the park.
Strong mentality coupled with undying persistence is a prerequisite! Hahaha!!! :D
Long distance running and vigorous swimming is the best.
I just came back from my 5 km run! It's amazing to run at night, because the air is relatively fresh.
I witnessed the gazes of amazed passerbys who wonder what a young girl is doing, running so late at night.
I do occassionally meet fellow "runners" at such a timing. Definitely, we must be spread out throughout Singapore.
I usually meet loads of people who run at eight thirty, but rarely at eleven plus.
I witnessed a building devoid of light. There must be a blackout at that building!
Imagine the darkness enveloping its residents. It must be pretty terrifying, but I've gone quite used to darkness! I loved to
Not turn on the lights deliberately When I was fourteen or fifteen. I just loved to make myself accustomed to places without darkness
Because I knew that nature had no electricity! Haha I wanted to be close to nature.
And so I had no fear of darkness.
Today was great anyway! It was a really fruitful conferece. (:
It is definitely no easy road for the preparation towards success in this pageant anyway, but it definitely an amazing experience! Will share more soon. I am extremely excited!!! Each day is a revelation and I have learnt so much, even though it's been a short while only.
Looking forward to learn all I can! (: student mentality!
Friday, April 6, 2012
I noticed something, and that is the flames of a mere candle and be very deceiving. Here I am, sitting at the sidelines and enjoying the husky midday air, accepting and taking in the noises of the general public. Whispers and hushes and hugs and touches. I was part of their life briefly. I have passed by so many strangers and we were all part
Of each others' lives for a moment.
I shared an umbrella with a stranger again. The flames of a mere candle can be very deceiving. We can't see much. It's too tiny and it's lit soooo gently. Too gently.
The flames can be
Fanned out
Too easily. Yet its beauty stems from the fact that it is short-lived, it is transient. It moves away along
With the air.
(: contemplative moods are heavy!!! NOO NOO NOO! haha
I shall share with you about
Exciting things (okay.. So perhaps this is exciting to me, but it might or
Might not apply to Others.)
The special proj we have is coming along so well! I'll share with the rest what it's about in a few weeks! :D gonna be extremely memorable and it will definitely be a fruitful journey!
It's extremely prestigious and it will be an excellent experience. (:
I love the good night texts, the little
Bits of concern, the tight grasps, the holding of hands.
Most of all, I love the warmth.
Actions speak Louder than words. (:
Of each others' lives for a moment.
I shared an umbrella with a stranger again. The flames of a mere candle can be very deceiving. We can't see much. It's too tiny and it's lit soooo gently. Too gently.
The flames can be
Fanned out
Too easily. Yet its beauty stems from the fact that it is short-lived, it is transient. It moves away along
With the air.
(: contemplative moods are heavy!!! NOO NOO NOO! haha
I shall share with you about
Exciting things (okay.. So perhaps this is exciting to me, but it might or
Might not apply to Others.)
The special proj we have is coming along so well! I'll share with the rest what it's about in a few weeks! :D gonna be extremely memorable and it will definitely be a fruitful journey!
It's extremely prestigious and it will be an excellent experience. (:
I love the good night texts, the little
Bits of concern, the tight grasps, the holding of hands.
Most of all, I love the warmth.
Actions speak Louder than words. (:
Sunday, April 1, 2012
I'm going to devote this post to my favorite Kangen Water.
Basically, the reason why I am doing is so is because I believe the importance
Of health, ESP in the things which we allow into our bodies.
Okay first of all. Kangen water originated from Japan. I'll just Share the things I know. It's damn important
Cause it's alkaline, ionized and is MICROCLUSTERED. Basically the molecules are extremely tiny so
I can drink litres without feeling full. It's a MEDICAL DEVICE in Japan and used in countless hospitals, approved by the health ministry there.
They give it to Cancer patients.
Why alkaline? Cause research shows that people
Who die of cancer have bodies 100 times MORE ACIDIC than normal
Human being samples. What does this mean? Cancer cells
Thrive in acidic environments. Moreover, when we are created, we grow in the mother's womb in
Alkaline solution. Noticed how young babies ever were so clean and healthier?
I BELIEVE IN SCIENCE. Logic. I watched the real life Experiments and
That's why I drink PH 9.5 Kangen water. It's really changed my life man.
Like I Ran 16 KM in one week when I didn't run in ONE YEAR, for my physique for the prestigious project. thats crazy. Either
I have a really strong mind like that of a professional athlete or my mentality had been complimented by
Body's new alkaline state. The oxygen bubbles I can see in my water is absorbed so damn quickly
Cause it's so damn good. Honestly, whatever you feed yourself helps.
Seriously. It's like placing a white paper, cliche, okay maybe putting a sponge in
A pail of red water. do you think the sponge will turn red?
OBVIOUSLY. You are LIKE a sponge. What you drink is what you are!!!
And they use it in Germany as an approved medical device too and I use the levelluk machine for my face too.
They have a ph 5.5 to ph 6 water called beauty water.
Skin is originally acidic, so that restores it to its original state. (:
I'm such an avid blogger now.
Anyway, I'm glad things are much better between us. <3
Basically, the reason why I am doing is so is because I believe the importance
Of health, ESP in the things which we allow into our bodies.
Okay first of all. Kangen water originated from Japan. I'll just Share the things I know. It's damn important
Cause it's alkaline, ionized and is MICROCLUSTERED. Basically the molecules are extremely tiny so
I can drink litres without feeling full. It's a MEDICAL DEVICE in Japan and used in countless hospitals, approved by the health ministry there.
They give it to Cancer patients.
Why alkaline? Cause research shows that people
Who die of cancer have bodies 100 times MORE ACIDIC than normal
Human being samples. What does this mean? Cancer cells
Thrive in acidic environments. Moreover, when we are created, we grow in the mother's womb in
Alkaline solution. Noticed how young babies ever were so clean and healthier?
I BELIEVE IN SCIENCE. Logic. I watched the real life Experiments and
That's why I drink PH 9.5 Kangen water. It's really changed my life man.
Like I Ran 16 KM in one week when I didn't run in ONE YEAR, for my physique for the prestigious project. thats crazy. Either
I have a really strong mind like that of a professional athlete or my mentality had been complimented by
Body's new alkaline state. The oxygen bubbles I can see in my water is absorbed so damn quickly
Cause it's so damn good. Honestly, whatever you feed yourself helps.
Seriously. It's like placing a white paper, cliche, okay maybe putting a sponge in
A pail of red water. do you think the sponge will turn red?
OBVIOUSLY. You are LIKE a sponge. What you drink is what you are!!!
And they use it in Germany as an approved medical device too and I use the levelluk machine for my face too.
They have a ph 5.5 to ph 6 water called beauty water.
Skin is originally acidic, so that restores it to its original state. (:
I'm such an avid blogger now.
Anyway, I'm glad things are much better between us. <3
Friday, March 30, 2012
"Her eyes, her eyes, make the stars look like they're not shining.
Her hair, her hair, falls perfectly without her trying."
It's honestly not about physical beauty alone if you examine this sentence with detailed inspection.
It's about the confidence that shines through, and lack of obsession because you are comfortable in your own skin.
Yeah manz.
Her hair, her hair, falls perfectly without her trying."
It's honestly not about physical beauty alone if you examine this sentence with detailed inspection.
It's about the confidence that shines through, and lack of obsession because you are comfortable in your own skin.
Yeah manz.
Wednesday, March 28, 2012
Great time with Rachel. (:
Anyway, I'll be involved in a prestigious Secret project! Hahaha look out for it soon! :D
I'm sure the modeling experience would aid in it, as well
As the communication skills I Have gathered from Appco.
Definitely, it would be amazing.
Meeting people would be a great thing as well.
My interview for the same slot in SMU next week! Haha I'm gonna ace it
And show my gap year was worth it, and I'll get the same place again. (:
I can do it.
Anyway, I'll be involved in a prestigious Secret project! Hahaha look out for it soon! :D
I'm sure the modeling experience would aid in it, as well
As the communication skills I Have gathered from Appco.
Definitely, it would be amazing.
Meeting people would be a great thing as well.
My interview for the same slot in SMU next week! Haha I'm gonna ace it
And show my gap year was worth it, and I'll get the same place again. (:
I can do it.
Tuesday, March 27, 2012
Monday, March 26, 2012
I'll make sure I'm the most important person in my life!
You're good, girl! Come on man.
"Are you ready to succeed?" a book I read.
I read this in a book! Haha kinda copying and pasting.
It's so damnnn hard sometimes but I learnt about the alternate reality
Concept instead of what negatives people usually think about. When you start letting less than
Positive things creep in, you go mad you know. Don't EVER, EVER, let anyone or any stranger
Creep into your life like that. One question, have you always felt that you were in control and have the
Ability to be happy? Most people might possibly say yes. Another question, have you ever felt such
Deep-Seeted anger against people who scream, rail at you, 'bad' employers, horrid partners, horrid friends, strangers etc and
Felt rising anger? Guess what. What I learnt was that you just let your ability to be happy and successful fall into
The hands of the wrong person. And people get stunned. No.
You choose it. People have false concepts or perhaps not entirely false concepts but they do have these notions engrained in their minds.
What if I told you that you are living in a 'dreamworld'? Everything you strongly believed in is all a construct.
Like how they believe, okay for example. (JUST an example)
1) guys love sexy women with no brains.
2) Models are damn arrogant and people roll eyes at them
3) smart people have no life.
4) only guys should propose.
Okay whatever. I just gave you some
Examples in life. True? What do you think? Maybe. That's the thing.
These are the ''Mental Models' that are given to us, FED to us like spoonfed milk to babies through advertisements, books, magazines.
Okay, so who told you that love is perfect when you start kissing in the sunkissed wind at a beautiful floral beach? TV.
Who told you that and what made you think that men love dumb women? The TV told you.
There are so many 'mental models' that are given to us, fed to us like poison.
But guess what, it's up to us to change that.
Basically, okay just imagine. You're out on a perfect, oh whatever you call that. Wonderful date? There is this stunning woman with gorgeous dark locks and a slim, curvaceous body. She is THE woman of YOUR dreams. First of all, why do YOU even have that idea that this lady is the one? Something told you. Your past experiences, your friends, those movies you watched. And then you bring her on a date to a chic place and she becomes your girlfriend. This works out, so your kind tells you this 'mental Model' works. And you try it on the next person, and it works again! But guess what, this might have happened due to the mental models you have had. Have you ever considered the fact that she fell for you due to the nice way you spoke to her? Or perhaps, she was fond of your
Meticulous ways or simply enjoys fine dining.
NOW, imagine that you bring the same Stunning, curvaceous girl to the same restaurant and she hated it. He would then imagine that this 'mental model' did not work. He would feel that this set of beliefs are gone. You might feel, hah, beautiful girls are such loose people and when this happens with the next girl, you would feel the same way. Guess what? 'Mental
model' again. Your mind constructs this.
If you meet another beautiful girl who gets together with you for a long time, this ''mental model' is gone. So guess what? Your 'mental model' has changed!
This means SOMETHING. The 'reality' and the 'dreamworld' we have so painstakingly constructed is in fact just a CONSTRUCT. It is not real. It's a construct. Like how okay. Another example. This is what they gave in the book. Imagine you hate dancing, but the guy you like
Is a hip-hop dancer, so you learn dancing and somehow you start to LOVE hip-hop. Or
Maybe you hate the movies, but your partner loves
It and somehow you end up liking it as well. Did you notice something? Your ''mental model' has changed again.
There is no specific 'reality'.
Which is why, have no expectations and when something unexpected happens, you become happier than usual. (:
Yup I know there are so many things that make me not as happy, but I wanna succeed,
I wanna make things right, make things good.
And there's so much stuff.
And love. We'll make that work.
Sometimes I can give up so much and all of us do,
We just do our best and that's it.
100% or nothing at all. That's good. Sometimes something is better than nothing.
You're good, girl! Come on man.
"Are you ready to succeed?" a book I read.
I read this in a book! Haha kinda copying and pasting.
It's so damnnn hard sometimes but I learnt about the alternate reality
Concept instead of what negatives people usually think about. When you start letting less than
Positive things creep in, you go mad you know. Don't EVER, EVER, let anyone or any stranger
Creep into your life like that. One question, have you always felt that you were in control and have the
Ability to be happy? Most people might possibly say yes. Another question, have you ever felt such
Deep-Seeted anger against people who scream, rail at you, 'bad' employers, horrid partners, horrid friends, strangers etc and
Felt rising anger? Guess what. What I learnt was that you just let your ability to be happy and successful fall into
The hands of the wrong person. And people get stunned. No.
You choose it. People have false concepts or perhaps not entirely false concepts but they do have these notions engrained in their minds.
What if I told you that you are living in a 'dreamworld'? Everything you strongly believed in is all a construct.
Like how they believe, okay for example. (JUST an example)
1) guys love sexy women with no brains.
2) Models are damn arrogant and people roll eyes at them
3) smart people have no life.
4) only guys should propose.
Okay whatever. I just gave you some
Examples in life. True? What do you think? Maybe. That's the thing.
These are the ''Mental Models' that are given to us, FED to us like spoonfed milk to babies through advertisements, books, magazines.
Okay, so who told you that love is perfect when you start kissing in the sunkissed wind at a beautiful floral beach? TV.
Who told you that and what made you think that men love dumb women? The TV told you.
There are so many 'mental models' that are given to us, fed to us like poison.
But guess what, it's up to us to change that.
Basically, okay just imagine. You're out on a perfect, oh whatever you call that. Wonderful date? There is this stunning woman with gorgeous dark locks and a slim, curvaceous body. She is THE woman of YOUR dreams. First of all, why do YOU even have that idea that this lady is the one? Something told you. Your past experiences, your friends, those movies you watched. And then you bring her on a date to a chic place and she becomes your girlfriend. This works out, so your kind tells you this 'mental Model' works. And you try it on the next person, and it works again! But guess what, this might have happened due to the mental models you have had. Have you ever considered the fact that she fell for you due to the nice way you spoke to her? Or perhaps, she was fond of your
Meticulous ways or simply enjoys fine dining.
NOW, imagine that you bring the same Stunning, curvaceous girl to the same restaurant and she hated it. He would then imagine that this 'mental model' did not work. He would feel that this set of beliefs are gone. You might feel, hah, beautiful girls are such loose people and when this happens with the next girl, you would feel the same way. Guess what? 'Mental
model' again. Your mind constructs this.
If you meet another beautiful girl who gets together with you for a long time, this ''mental model' is gone. So guess what? Your 'mental model' has changed!
This means SOMETHING. The 'reality' and the 'dreamworld' we have so painstakingly constructed is in fact just a CONSTRUCT. It is not real. It's a construct. Like how okay. Another example. This is what they gave in the book. Imagine you hate dancing, but the guy you like
Is a hip-hop dancer, so you learn dancing and somehow you start to LOVE hip-hop. Or
Maybe you hate the movies, but your partner loves
It and somehow you end up liking it as well. Did you notice something? Your ''mental model' has changed again.
There is no specific 'reality'.
Which is why, have no expectations and when something unexpected happens, you become happier than usual. (:
Yup I know there are so many things that make me not as happy, but I wanna succeed,
I wanna make things right, make things good.
And there's so much stuff.
And love. We'll make that work.
Sometimes I can give up so much and all of us do,
We just do our best and that's it.
100% or nothing at all. That's good. Sometimes something is better than nothing.
Saturday, March 24, 2012
A thought-provoking Excerpt from "Are you Ready to Succeed?" Read whether or not Success is important to oneself.
"Yet another contrast: Remember what you felt like when you had power, you were the boss, people
Looked up to you, took orders from you; or when you were popular. And contrast that Worldly feeling with the feeling of intimacy, companionship-- the times you thoroughly enjoyed yourself in the company of a friend or with a group in which there was fun and laughter. Having done this, attempt to understand the true nature of worldly feelings, namely self-promotion, self-glorification. They are not natural, they were invented by your society to make you controllable. These feelings do not produce the nourishment and happiness when one contemplates Nature or enjoys the company of one's friend's or one's work. They were meant to produce thrills, excitement and emptiness.
Then observe yourself over the course of a day or a week and think of how many actions of yours are performed, how
Many activities in that are uncontaminated by the desires for these thrills, these excitements that only produce emptiness, the desire for attention, approval, fame, popularity, success or power. And take at a look at the people around you. Is there a single one who is not controlled by them, hungers for them, spends every minute of his/her waking life consciously or unconsciously seeking them? When you see this you will understand how people attempt to gain the world, and in the process, lose their soul."
By focusing on positive and natural
Feelings in our work and life, we tend to succeed much more
positively, than when the soil we plant our tree in is self-glorification with negative repercussions to people around us. You've heard of flowers being cut and put in different coloured water, and what water you put in is, the flower turns out the same way. Same it is with our lives.
"Yet another contrast: Remember what you felt like when you had power, you were the boss, people
Looked up to you, took orders from you; or when you were popular. And contrast that Worldly feeling with the feeling of intimacy, companionship-- the times you thoroughly enjoyed yourself in the company of a friend or with a group in which there was fun and laughter. Having done this, attempt to understand the true nature of worldly feelings, namely self-promotion, self-glorification. They are not natural, they were invented by your society to make you controllable. These feelings do not produce the nourishment and happiness when one contemplates Nature or enjoys the company of one's friend's or one's work. They were meant to produce thrills, excitement and emptiness.
Then observe yourself over the course of a day or a week and think of how many actions of yours are performed, how
Many activities in that are uncontaminated by the desires for these thrills, these excitements that only produce emptiness, the desire for attention, approval, fame, popularity, success or power. And take at a look at the people around you. Is there a single one who is not controlled by them, hungers for them, spends every minute of his/her waking life consciously or unconsciously seeking them? When you see this you will understand how people attempt to gain the world, and in the process, lose their soul."
By focusing on positive and natural
Feelings in our work and life, we tend to succeed much more
positively, than when the soil we plant our tree in is self-glorification with negative repercussions to people around us. You've heard of flowers being cut and put in different coloured water, and what water you put in is, the flower turns out the same way. Same it is with our lives.
Tuesday, March 20, 2012
It's so exciting getting started again! Printing the pics for
My port, (make It fresh man!!) haha oh my gosh if you see it without knowing our modeling work, you'd think we were all
Mad if we print our crazily coloured professional
Quality pictures, and you'd think we were madly in love with ourselves. Hahaha
Ohhh the chronic knee Problem of a "long-distance"
Runner! Hahaha. Wow it's gonna be a full-time round of strength and artwork, skills and
Discipline. That's why we gotta be in perfect health mentally and physically. Woohoo.
Awesome
Running!!!!
My port, (make It fresh man!!) haha oh my gosh if you see it without knowing our modeling work, you'd think we were all
Mad if we print our crazily coloured professional
Quality pictures, and you'd think we were madly in love with ourselves. Hahaha
Ohhh the chronic knee Problem of a "long-distance"
Runner! Hahaha. Wow it's gonna be a full-time round of strength and artwork, skills and
Discipline. That's why we gotta be in perfect health mentally and physically. Woohoo.
Awesome
Running!!!!
Sunday, March 18, 2012
Everything works out well eventually. (: yes There are not as happy things but it'll be great if you look logically and reasonably.
One thing I learnt is that life is 90 percent what you think of it and 10 percent of it is what happened.
Just be happy! (: There are so many stories about so many people
But we are all different. Yet we learn to live well in the same
World, office, environment, society. Maybe not all the time. There are wars, crime and pain,
But still there is general stability here. Yup so we learn to Care and understand better and
Things can work well for good if we let it. (: yup.
Today was good. Very interesting and enriching experience. Gonna continue working and exercising to be in the best shape for it!
And for my health and well-being. (:
One thing I learnt is that life is 90 percent what you think of it and 10 percent of it is what happened.
Just be happy! (: There are so many stories about so many people
But we are all different. Yet we learn to live well in the same
World, office, environment, society. Maybe not all the time. There are wars, crime and pain,
But still there is general stability here. Yup so we learn to Care and understand better and
Things can work well for good if we let it. (: yup.
Today was good. Very interesting and enriching experience. Gonna continue working and exercising to be in the best shape for it!
And for my health and well-being. (:
Wednesday, March 14, 2012
I FEELLLLL AWESOMEEEEEE!! :D I feel so good about myself I've been running eery single day since Monday and I did 5.5 click today :D I missed
Running so much that I'm ignoring all the proper pauses and
I
Don't care I'm just going on and on. (: heh heh I'm gonna be the best runner again!!!!!
I'm gonna get my health back and be happy woohoo!!!!!!!! :D
I'm gonna get back into shape for pic work! Heh :DD
This time I might do full time alr. (: I'm not gonna let my opp go away again! I'll do it for a while first and I can do it! I'm nt gonna
Let anyone undermine me or put me down. Annoying. Haha come
On man. You're so superficial. Oh well. Humans. (: heh.
I hate liars. (: actually after a while I feel nothing already because you start to mean nothing to me after a while.
For a while I'll be mad heh (: all the best!
Running so much that I'm ignoring all the proper pauses and
I
Don't care I'm just going on and on. (: heh heh I'm gonna be the best runner again!!!!!
I'm gonna get my health back and be happy woohoo!!!!!!!! :D
I'm gonna get back into shape for pic work! Heh :DD
This time I might do full time alr. (: I'm not gonna let my opp go away again! I'll do it for a while first and I can do it! I'm nt gonna
Let anyone undermine me or put me down. Annoying. Haha come
On man. You're so superficial. Oh well. Humans. (: heh.
I hate liars. (: actually after a while I feel nothing already because you start to mean nothing to me after a while.
For a while I'll be mad heh (: all the best!
Sunday, March 11, 2012
I'm really very sad. I miss my brother, he's in Thailand now for a mission trip and I barely speak to
Him usually. I miss so Many things. I miss the industry and I miss my pal and other things and so
Many things and I wanna do well. I barely show any sad emotions and that is so sad, and I will not allow
It to tarnish me. I'm happy and I will do well. (: I'll make sure I'm living to the fullest now and get any opportunity I Want! I can do it, because I'm the best and God gives strength. (:
NOW I KNOW why my bro and sis like to go to my room and lie On my bed last year whenever I got home super late. I'm going into my bro's room
Also and I realized I love them a lot. ): they were my main motivation last year even though I didn't spend so much time. ))):
Him usually. I miss so Many things. I miss the industry and I miss my pal and other things and so
Many things and I wanna do well. I barely show any sad emotions and that is so sad, and I will not allow
It to tarnish me. I'm happy and I will do well. (: I'll make sure I'm living to the fullest now and get any opportunity I Want! I can do it, because I'm the best and God gives strength. (:
NOW I KNOW why my bro and sis like to go to my room and lie On my bed last year whenever I got home super late. I'm going into my bro's room
Also and I realized I love them a lot. ): they were my main motivation last year even though I didn't spend so much time. ))):
Tuesday, March 6, 2012
I love that kinda life where I work sooo hard, I
Don't even have time to
Stop for a breath. My mind would be so in tune with work and
I would be so focused, and Alive. I love an environment whereby There are loads of exciting and excited people, just like my former company. Love it so much. (: Everything happens for a reason. Well, work is fulfilling now. I took a gap year for a reason, and it
Is annoying when people question me for rejecting the places I got offered, but I have to understand it
Is because they either care or have their own values as well.
I'm still human! Haha but I just wanna rant sometimes. Many times
I'm extremely nice and calm.
It is exciting to take pictures of scenery and work with various people When I do my leisure work. Picture work!
Again, I rejected the chance to do it full-time a while back because of
My former company. By the Way, I am pioneering a boutique playhouse now. Everything, again, happens for God's purpose and plan.
I get sick of things easily, honestly. Countless times when I am nt
Particularly fond of something, I still make
Myself do it. Responsibility. Yes, of
Course there are times When I am not, but still. (:
Yes, again as I was saying, I love it when I am so busy that I forget the people
Around me. Sometimes it is best to be free and
Without any human strings, but sometimes
We need a little Love. I'm becoming so human and caring again now that I'm out
Of the hectic lifestyle. Hahahaha. Need to dehumanize sometimes! I care for the less privileged of course, that, that is a must,
Always, always look after people
Who really need us. That's the correct thing to Do.
Like yeah and my life has developed over time. (: new people, new discoveries, new time, new year.
I can be very dependent and independent! Haha I feel like I'm a coin sometimes.
Hah.
I love it when I'm On bus *2 and I go the backseat at the left and I can see that the airconditioner's adjustable plastic gear is turned to block the cold air from reaching me. Every bus I take is usually like that. This shows you something. Little things you do, little things, really can make a difference.
I love interesting things.
Now.
Don't even have time to
Stop for a breath. My mind would be so in tune with work and
I would be so focused, and Alive. I love an environment whereby There are loads of exciting and excited people, just like my former company. Love it so much. (: Everything happens for a reason. Well, work is fulfilling now. I took a gap year for a reason, and it
Is annoying when people question me for rejecting the places I got offered, but I have to understand it
Is because they either care or have their own values as well.
I'm still human! Haha but I just wanna rant sometimes. Many times
I'm extremely nice and calm.
It is exciting to take pictures of scenery and work with various people When I do my leisure work. Picture work!
Again, I rejected the chance to do it full-time a while back because of
My former company. By the Way, I am pioneering a boutique playhouse now. Everything, again, happens for God's purpose and plan.
I get sick of things easily, honestly. Countless times when I am nt
Particularly fond of something, I still make
Myself do it. Responsibility. Yes, of
Course there are times When I am not, but still. (:
Yes, again as I was saying, I love it when I am so busy that I forget the people
Around me. Sometimes it is best to be free and
Without any human strings, but sometimes
We need a little Love. I'm becoming so human and caring again now that I'm out
Of the hectic lifestyle. Hahahaha. Need to dehumanize sometimes! I care for the less privileged of course, that, that is a must,
Always, always look after people
Who really need us. That's the correct thing to Do.
Like yeah and my life has developed over time. (: new people, new discoveries, new time, new year.
I can be very dependent and independent! Haha I feel like I'm a coin sometimes.
Hah.
I love it when I'm On bus *2 and I go the backseat at the left and I can see that the airconditioner's adjustable plastic gear is turned to block the cold air from reaching me. Every bus I take is usually like that. This shows you something. Little things you do, little things, really can make a difference.
I love interesting things.
Now.
Wednesday, February 29, 2012
Living for Christ Jesus is the most important thing.
I have done so many wrong
Things many times, that When I stood up for Him when people
Used His name in vain, I was ridiculed. Living really does matter.
Proper living. Upholding your beliefs.
I am not perfect but I have to live better.
It is hard sometimes, when one's interests and conflicts arise and battle against each other.
At times, I think I am too calm. But that is the most important thing. Happiness is
Of vital importance to me. Many things in life might affect the majority but at times
I am not afflicted. Be happy. (: happiness is like a gust of sweeping wind. It leaves you like a Chilling Gust of Wind and, and it leaves.
But that doesn't matter. (: I just need to be happy once. Once is all I need.
I like to look at happy things and laugh and glided butterflies. Butterflies die young, in comparison to human beings,
But their short-lived beauty does bring about much happiness. That phrase has taught me to appreciate little things in life.
Sometimes, people think I am much older and much younger than I am, because of the ways I adopt. We all need adaptability and happiness, for that is important.
Run, and be free. You are a free creature of spirit and warmth. :D The wind embraces you and caresses you softly as
You FLY through the cold, warm night air. (: I love running so much. My late night runs, my constant, my happiness. (:
I love my arts-y world and my colours and my pictures of art, frozen, still, captured, ta-da!!! :D Artwork. More artwork
Coming. It's a secret. ;) You won't know my life nor understand but if you may, you might marvel at it.
Only if you wish. People can be strange and not happy. (:
I have done so many wrong
Things many times, that When I stood up for Him when people
Used His name in vain, I was ridiculed. Living really does matter.
Proper living. Upholding your beliefs.
I am not perfect but I have to live better.
It is hard sometimes, when one's interests and conflicts arise and battle against each other.
At times, I think I am too calm. But that is the most important thing. Happiness is
Of vital importance to me. Many things in life might affect the majority but at times
I am not afflicted. Be happy. (: happiness is like a gust of sweeping wind. It leaves you like a Chilling Gust of Wind and, and it leaves.
But that doesn't matter. (: I just need to be happy once. Once is all I need.
I like to look at happy things and laugh and glided butterflies. Butterflies die young, in comparison to human beings,
But their short-lived beauty does bring about much happiness. That phrase has taught me to appreciate little things in life.
Sometimes, people think I am much older and much younger than I am, because of the ways I adopt. We all need adaptability and happiness, for that is important.
Run, and be free. You are a free creature of spirit and warmth. :D The wind embraces you and caresses you softly as
You FLY through the cold, warm night air. (: I love running so much. My late night runs, my constant, my happiness. (:
I love my arts-y world and my colours and my pictures of art, frozen, still, captured, ta-da!!! :D Artwork. More artwork
Coming. It's a secret. ;) You won't know my life nor understand but if you may, you might marvel at it.
Only if you wish. People can be strange and not happy. (:
Thursday, January 26, 2012
Get up and live. Move, move on and look forward. This was your choice and decisions in life can be simple or difficult, but it is just a matter of your own choice. Be happy, and be confident of what you do. Anything. Give your all. Be in THE PRESENT, and embrace it. Do your best, and you must measure the best. Take it easy and take it hard. Know to be self reliant. Be strong and
Be of a good courage. Stick up to it, and remain determined in your course of action. Let go of pride, fill yourself with goodness and openness. Feelings of purity. Be happy, and enjoy. Chill, and be glad! be glad in every course of action! Gahhhh! Human interaction! Too much and too little. Scary. Extremes. Madness. Sanity. Hmmmmm grass. Green? Not. Perspective! Woohoo.
Be of a good courage. Stick up to it, and remain determined in your course of action. Let go of pride, fill yourself with goodness and openness. Feelings of purity. Be happy, and enjoy. Chill, and be glad! be glad in every course of action! Gahhhh! Human interaction! Too much and too little. Scary. Extremes. Madness. Sanity. Hmmmmm grass. Green? Not. Perspective! Woohoo.
Tuesday, January 10, 2012
It is about giving yourself chances,
and letting the flow of life go smoothly, unadulterated as
the sand white granular pebbles.
It is about finding yourself
in the creases of white cloth of perfect judgement,
where no judgement can make you fall.
Creases VANISH,
judgement can cease.
There is nothing as simple as blowing trees caressing
pure oxygenated air in the summer breeze.
Is it the other way round?
The summer breeze often warms me when I prance down
those teeny steps, oops, I fell
as lightly as flour into the crisp air.
Flour can evaporate like winter drops of honey-like dew in the
brand new morning.
Hold my five fingered structure and clasp it with yours,
a sense of unity and light-weighted joy.
Sprint into the open emerald field where
we will immerse in shades of green and beauty.
Beauty is yours.
Beauty is yours, to keep.
It's about giving yourself chances in life, I am glad. (:
and letting the flow of life go smoothly, unadulterated as
the sand white granular pebbles.
It is about finding yourself
in the creases of white cloth of perfect judgement,
where no judgement can make you fall.
Creases VANISH,
judgement can cease.
There is nothing as simple as blowing trees caressing
pure oxygenated air in the summer breeze.
Is it the other way round?
The summer breeze often warms me when I prance down
those teeny steps, oops, I fell
as lightly as flour into the crisp air.
Flour can evaporate like winter drops of honey-like dew in the
brand new morning.
Hold my five fingered structure and clasp it with yours,
a sense of unity and light-weighted joy.
Sprint into the open emerald field where
we will immerse in shades of green and beauty.
Beauty is yours.
Beauty is yours, to keep.
It's about giving yourself chances in life, I am glad. (:
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