Friday, March 26, 2004
What do you seek, my beloved friend?
I seek to understand.
The why and how of things I see,
And what makes me a man.
What lies beyond the highest skies?
What lurks beneath the deep?
Peals of joy which fool me,
Confusion when I weep.
The road less travelled is rocky
And goes through foreign lands
But on the road lies wisdom
That I may be a man.
I seek to understand.
The why and how of things I see,
And what makes me a man.
What lies beyond the highest skies?
What lurks beneath the deep?
Peals of joy which fool me,
Confusion when I weep.
The road less travelled is rocky
And goes through foreign lands
But on the road lies wisdom
That I may be a man.
Wednesday, March 24, 2004
Where is the way, the secret path
To the garden deep within?
I heard my mistress call me
I'm not sure if it's a dream
I trudged through lonely mountains
I travelled many seas
In search of mystic callings
A world that is unseen
A place my mind can't bring me
A place I can't perceive
Where is the way, the secret path
To the garden deep within?
To the garden deep within?
I heard my mistress call me
I'm not sure if it's a dream
I trudged through lonely mountains
I travelled many seas
In search of mystic callings
A world that is unseen
A place my mind can't bring me
A place I can't perceive
Where is the way, the secret path
To the garden deep within?
Monday, March 22, 2004
For my sis:
Walk not the wide and easy
Fear not the narrow way
Want not temporal glories
Turn not from the Beloved's gaze
Happy Birthday
Walk not the wide and easy
Fear not the narrow way
Want not temporal glories
Turn not from the Beloved's gaze
Happy Birthday
Thursday, March 18, 2004
What do you want? What do you really want? Really?
Why do people settle for the mediocre? Scratching at the bits and pieces on the surface of life? They are too easily satisfied, and I paraphrase C.S. Lewis, settling for the slumps even though they've been offered a holiday by the sea. Where is greatness? Where is eternity?
How many things in life are worth giving your all for? Not many. If you think you've found it, think again. Is it really worth it? Do you really want it? If you haven't, go look for it, for there are things in life that deserves having you go all out for it. And when you've decided, run with it, and never look back.
Life has endless possiblities. There will be no mediocracy in it.
Why do people settle for the mediocre? Scratching at the bits and pieces on the surface of life? They are too easily satisfied, and I paraphrase C.S. Lewis, settling for the slumps even though they've been offered a holiday by the sea. Where is greatness? Where is eternity?
How many things in life are worth giving your all for? Not many. If you think you've found it, think again. Is it really worth it? Do you really want it? If you haven't, go look for it, for there are things in life that deserves having you go all out for it. And when you've decided, run with it, and never look back.
Life has endless possiblities. There will be no mediocracy in it.
Friday, March 05, 2004
It's been five months since I left the 'working world'.
I love not having to wake up at eight in the morning if i don't want to. But i still do.
I love not having to work till six because i'm supposed to. But i do and sometimes a little bit more.
I love the freedom of being able to decide what i want to do with my day, instead of having work imposed on me. I work all the same, but it's my work.
I hate people asking me if i'm ever going to look for a job. I'm building my own career now, thank you very much.
I hate people assuming that i'm bumming away simply because i don't have full time employment. i'm probably leading a more fruitful life creating and doing things instead of being a drone in front of a workstation.
I hate people making comments about me enjoying life as though i'm the only privileged one. yes i'm privileged, but i don't think it took any less guts to do what i'm doing.
life is too short to be spent whining. good things don't fall on your lap. not all the time anyway. work for what you want.
I love not having to wake up at eight in the morning if i don't want to. But i still do.
I love not having to work till six because i'm supposed to. But i do and sometimes a little bit more.
I love the freedom of being able to decide what i want to do with my day, instead of having work imposed on me. I work all the same, but it's my work.
I hate people asking me if i'm ever going to look for a job. I'm building my own career now, thank you very much.
I hate people assuming that i'm bumming away simply because i don't have full time employment. i'm probably leading a more fruitful life creating and doing things instead of being a drone in front of a workstation.
I hate people making comments about me enjoying life as though i'm the only privileged one. yes i'm privileged, but i don't think it took any less guts to do what i'm doing.
life is too short to be spent whining. good things don't fall on your lap. not all the time anyway. work for what you want.
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