To Be Truly Selfish Is To Be Selfless

From the day we are born we view this world from our perspective, a perspective where we seem to be the center of this reality. All that appears real to us is what we want, what we feel and what we think. Selfish nature seems to be innate within our brains and yet as we age, some of us develop a selfless nature for we learn to see from the perspective of the others around us. Those who suffer more understand the sufferings of others, those who experience hunger know what it is for others to go hungry and etc. Yet, with all the information around us to adequately equip us with the wisdom of the suffering and pain of all those around us, our selfish nature seems to prevail most of the time.

I used to be a bad tempered selfish brat that only cared about what I wanted, this eventually developed into how I wanted people to feel because obviously most of the time, I couldn't get what I want and somewhere along the way, I realized that it was a downward spiral of negative emotion and desire which is selfish above all else. Eventually, I also realized that getting what I wanted out of the spite of getting what I wanted, never really filled that gap of want in me. That was where I started to learn to start the chain reaction of goodwill which would only come back to me and others I cared for... that was my first frail understanding of karma. What I want can pass as easily as a thought in my mind but the karmic ripples of thought and action could eventually rupture into a tsunami of destructive thought waves.

I'm 30 this year, I have met almost every kind of person there is to meet... by learning not to judge at an early age, I was able to befriend everyone from a junkie to a religious fanatic... by understanding the state they were in and why they are the way they are, forces you to accept why they need to be, who they are and what makes them tick. That in turn forced me to dig deeper in myself to see why I am the way I am. This cyclical inner self diagnosis can be overwhelming and tiresome at times; but it made me look at myself in the 3rd person for the last 10-15 years. That is why sometimes I am not even sure who I am, let alone the purpose of my existence.

With meditation and thought, I begun to see that what is, is, and why I exist? Is to simply exist. And to exist as me is simply not enough as we all exist as one and as many. Under a microscope we are an individual, but as a whole, we are one enormous conscious and sentient being, every single matter in the universe is a part of us. So to be selfish on a full scale, we would have to fill every want from everyone, which is impossible, so the next logical thought process would be to eliminate that pointless want. And that is why Wisdom and Compassion goes hand in hand. If you understand selfishness in love and in hate, then it would make sense to you to love all of ourselves (everyone around us) and hate all that would make any of us feel pain and suffering. And to achieve that, each of us would need to attain enlightenment, god's grace and/or Allah's love, for IF it can be possibly deduced that the billions of us are as one, why can't the beliefs we have be similar, but merely tainted by interpretation and translation. For, it takes courage to love someone, but great courage to love everyone. So if you are innately selfish, like 99% of the world, you need to rethink the scale of the self that you comprehend.

                            

Heart Sandtrap

34776777_quicksand The more you struggle the more that sand pit of suspicion, doubt and jealousy will eat you up, where your reason and clarity will quickly be devoured by the hungry belly of acceptance. You're in so deep you justify every intention, waiting for the sun to shine... but little do you know; only the cold lonely rain will wash it all away. Is it wishful thinking or denial? How do you know when your eyes have been tainted with so much and your mind enveloped by your heart? I know how you feel, I can imagine how it is to be caught in your own web of deception to hold together this fragile state you are in with barely visible threads that could be broken by a gentle breeze. I cannot blame you for the way you are, your heart is no longer yours for how can you think for yourself when you are only thinking for him/her? It may all appear crystal clear to me because I stand and watch on the outside thru this looking glass, how do I reflect this upon you? Detachment helps us to see clearly, but love will keep you alive... I guess we'll leave it up again to the sands of time to unveil everything to you. In the fire of love, hate, deception, jealousy, and pain... the sand will heat into a mirror where only your reflections prevails and you will see that all the happiness and pain stems from the person you see in that reflection. So how do you want to feel?

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Unrequited Love

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A reciprocated reply would make a world of difference, but this unrequited love has sapped the light out of you, now everything doesn't matter anymore. Taking its toll on you, as every misleading beacon in the midsts of this mist sends a happy spree of hope like a surge of dope into your veins, and the withdrawal seems to kill a little bit of you every time.

This happiness is a drug and in its depression is the only comfort it can offer. How much before you break? How many breaks before you can muster the strength and declare that you had enough? or How long more can you wait before you tell that person how you really feel? For love that is one way, it is to love, but to love in vain...  Get the rejection out of the way and move on with life, wallow in this misery and taste the bitterness of loneliness. But what if the love is requited? I guess you'll never know till you try, so wear your heart on your sleeve before it is too late, realize the fear that your throbbing heart may eventually cool and be shielded by a wall of ice built by an architect of pain. And it will take a tremendous amount of amourous heat to melt that coldness away, if ever you are to love again.

(Dedicated to one of my readers who requested a writeup on a one-way love affair)

Dreams of a New Year

215670_dancing_smoke We are the infinite trapped in a dream that limits and belittle us. Wisp of mists dancing frantically but construed by the forms that had been taken on, until they dissipate into the emptiness of space. But just a thought of an idea can solidify this mist of dreams into reality... reality that is as real to us dreamers as we want it or allow it to be. And many dreams have and will fade like the silhouette in the shadows but nothing can stop us from dreaming again. As bittersweet the cycle of forms, it is our decision how sweet or how bitter what will taste. So taste all the flavors of these dreams, and sample all of life by keeping our dreams alive. Without tasting the dreams, living your life, we are merely sleeping.

Happy New Year to all, for all your dreams will never fade away if you always remember the dream.

Growth Conflict

Can't help thinking its strange that the clouds aren't closing in... sometimes we're so used to wallowing in our sorrow that when things are going great, you sorta want things to go wrong pretty soon. Heck, maybe thats why I haven't been able to write much lately, there just isn't anything I have to bitch about or ponder lately. Its no wonder that happier people are usually simpler people. I just hope i'm not becoming stagnent... if i start smelling a little stale, I might just have to create some problems in my life. So I won't feel like a peg in a clockwork sometimes... hmm, maybe thats why women love to create drama so much, and hence, the females usually have higher EQ than men. so my new equation for today is that: conflict + alcohol = growth + alcohol (alcohol can be replaced by herbal supplements but is not an integral part of the equation) =) Damnit, I'm running out of excuses to drink.

Dead or Alive

The dearly departed never fade away completely as we strive to hold on to the memory that is a part of our lives. Mortality is a subdued thought that is always scratching from the back of our minds; if nobody remembers me, will i be completely gone and erased? What about the loved ones that had a mere brief flash of existence? How do we hold on to them? Reflect on them over the faces that we know? Will they always be the face that brings back the memory of pain and loss? While we, the ones who walk the earth and attempt to sustain immortality through family and deeds will nonetheless be washed away by the sands of time. Time will pass, memories may fade, but love will always keep us together. At least i feel that is how it should be...

Another Day in Paradise

What is the plan? The great piece to the puzzle. Each and every face I see here today is looking for a purpose or got lost in a cause. Where we, the weak willed intoxicate our doubts in a pool of drunken misery that seems to get older every single time. Yeah, I'm feeling down, cause here I am, in the sweaty and noisy bustling Dsc00557_2reality within the midst of a busy city waiting to meet another perpetual wrestle for the promise of another dream.

Particularly because I just got back to this harsh reality on Monday, from a blissful paradise-like state of being in Phuket. Deep sigh... thats what life should be like, cooling off in the pool from the beautiful soaring heat or laying under the sun to get some color in my skin to ward off my ghostly tan-less image while the serene voice of the ocean calms your nerves and melds your worries... so far away from bills, frills and all of those overrated thrills.

So, here I am, back in the clockwork and churning that vicious cycle of a wheel... waiting for my next escape to another paradise. Bali anyone?

Blue Skies and Blue Seas

Sea_an_sky As the beautiful sky connects with the deep blue sea, the difference between the two fade away and you can't tell where one ends and where the other begins... even when the sun goes down, the reflection off of the wavy navy blue serene ocean completes the burning orange sun to make up for whatever gets eaten up by the never ending horizon. Everyone should be so lucky to have a sky to reflect their troubled waters upon, for tomorrow doesn't promise anything, but today will last forever and every other day is just forever more. Yeah, the mad season is over, all is calm beneath the eye of the distant storm that has dissipated just somewhere out of my sight... and it feels good to breathe free and clear once again. For it is the consummation of our madness that make sense of my crazy world. No need to be weary, no need to worry because i am alive.

Greatest Compliment

Yeek_chia_blog_entryToday, I got a message from one of my avid blog readers and I was utterly stunned being featured on her blog with an array of compliments... Thank you Yeek Chia, for those of you who can read chinese you can check out Yeek Chia's blog entry by clicking on the following link.

http://yeekchia.blogs.friendster.com/failure_inspire_winner/

Have a great weekend to all and thanks again to my readers... please keep on reading and I will keep on writing =)