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.

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.

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.

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. (: 

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 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.