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Thursday, August 07, 2008
FLY FLY FLY

I went to Pasir Ris MRT Station today morning to meet Yuxi, Yu Bin, Yu Hong, Kai Xin, Wei Xin and Wei Xian before heading to Yu Xuan's house. Kai Kai and Zhong Kang were there of course. We were supposed to make cards for BWEP teachers. There was lack of materials, so we went to White Sand in the afternoon to get more materials. Well, Yu Bin, Yu Hong, Wei Xin and Wei Xian were watching KFP before that. We had lunch there as well. Yu Bin and Yu Hong are so sweet! (: Goodness, it began to rain when we were about to leave. ): We had to stay till the rain stops. We went back to Yu Xuan's house. Wen Jun and his friend arrived. We started with our work and Chang Juan arrived. I couldn't stay too long, so I left with Kai Xin, Yuxi, Yu Bin and Yu Hong. Oh no, the rain began to pour again when we stepped out of the lift. Yu Xuan only has TWO umbrellas to lend us. AND MY UMBRELLA SPOILS. Well, that's so sad.I shared the umbrella with Yu Bin and Yu Hong. It was too small to shelter three of us. Worst of all, my paper bag got wet by the rain and torn. My colour pencils, paints and papers dropped on the puddle. POOR YU BIN YU HONG had to help me picked them up in the rain. And we were ALL WET NOW. I couldn't go home. So I went to their house. I showered and got changed with Yu Xi's clothings. YU BIN YU HONG helped me repacked my stuff. **TOUCHED** Then lend me an umbrella and I left. Yuxi went back to Yu Xuan's house again. So we took bus 89 together. THANK YOU SO MUCH YUXI, YU BIN AND YU HONG!


"The threshold between
right and wrong
is pain."


Excerpt: Art Without the Artist

The illusion of self is the first, present and final trap. - stonepeace


Life is a creative process that is happening in this present moment. The only reality we have is the present moment. The objective of spiritual practice is to close the gap between reality and what we think is real. When we succeed in letting go of our notions of self, we become one with our lives, one with this moment. There is no self, no other, no this or that. The universe exists in its entirety within each moment. This is what it means to forget the self - to see that there is, in fact, no self. To live knowing that there is no self is what in Zen is called the action of non-action. Our activity, regardless of its nature, is allowed to flow by itself. It develops spontaneously, without forcing or straining - like the way we grow our hair. There is no deliberate intent whatsoever...

In art, when the artist has stepped out of the way, the brush paints by itself, the camera photographs by itself, the dance dances by itself. There is no reflection, hesitation, or self-consciousness. There is just the complete expression of that event, of that meeting. The creative process, like the workings of a spiritual journey, points us towards our essential nature, which is a reflection of the boundless creativity of the universe.

- Hearing with the Eye (John Daido Loori)

lots of love @ 22:43
... I believe it's possible

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