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Monday, June 23, 2008
Quotes, Quotes and Quotes! =D

"Speak a little or a lot,
but tell me just the gist.
The gist is what I want.
What use is a lot of rhetoric?"



Realisation: The Senseless Cycle of Emotions

"Why get cyclically emotional over the cycle of emotions?" - stonepeace

There is a cheery new driver for the bus service I take. He greets almost every boarding passenger with a "Hello, good morning!" He also thanks alighting ones with an equally chirpy "Have a nice day!" At first, some frowned at his enthusiasm, which seemed unfounded - as if he shouldn't be so happy. Later, most got used to the "jolly good fellow", even smiling to reciprocate his courtesy. He was after all, just trying to share some joy.

Sometimes, for whatever reason, he doesn't greet some boarding passengers. When he encounters some who were previously greeted, who are then not greeted, they lose their previously ready smile, and frown at him instead - as if the driver was being rude by not greeting, as if he owed them a greeting. Yet sometimes, he greets them. Bewildered, the passengers get caught in a cycle of pleasure and displeasure, indifference and indignation!

The driver had no obligation to greet anyone even once in the first place. And the passengers had no obligation to be adversely affected by his greetings or the lack of them. The mind can be irrationally fickle, fluctuating swiftly and "mindlessly" between qualities of curiosity, surprise, irritation, gratitude, kindness, desire, anger... This can be as disturbing as it is exhausting! Come what may, why not just calmly smile the? - Shen Shi'an



"We have met the enemy, and he is us." - Pogo

"The worse of the two is he,
who, when abused, retaliates.
One who does not retaliate,
wins a battle hard to win."


"Be willing to do [whatever should be done].
Be happy to bear [whatever should be borne]"


"Conquer the angry by love.
Conquer the ill-natured by goodness.
Conquer the miser with generosity.
Conquer the liar with truth."


"You can only lose what you cling.
You can never hold what you cling."

- Anonone


"Repentance in thought, word and deed is to be sorry, to say sorry, and to show you are sorry." - stonepeace

"One who idles from day to day is a consumer of life.
One who is active and useful is a creator of life."


Realisation: Being a Survivor of Survivor Guilt

May great strength, not great weakness, arise from great grief. - stonepeace

A mother is suffering from survivor guilt. She had sent her young daughter for a regular swimming lesson... not knowing it would be the last time. At first, she blamed the teacher for not taking care of her. But as the instructor explained, her rebellious daughter had strayed off secretly from the class to the deep end - out of playfulness. This led her to blame herself, for not having disciplined her well enough to listen to the teacher's instructions. Is this love?

She had forgotten her motivation of urging her child to sign up for the class in the first place. She felt that it was important to learn to swim from a young age - to prevent any possible mishap of accidental drowning. Wallowing in misery for her loss, she focuses on the bitter irony, though she should recall her pure intentions instead. She had expected the swimming lessons to discipline her, to curb her rebelliousness, while letting her play too. This is love.

What happened was an accident, that no one wished for - not the mother, instructor or the daughter. If there was anyone able to prevent it, he or she would. I have no words to console the mother, except for these - "If your daughter is still around, she would want to say sorry for her mischief. But more than that, it saddens her to see you grieve endlessly for her - for she wants you to be well and happy." This is love. – Shen Shi'an


"Rejecting loss rejects peace.
Accepting loss accepts peace."
- stonepeace


"True love not only sets others free, it sets you free too." - stonepeace


lots of love @ 16:21
... I believe it's possible

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