mixture of my mind
ano daw?
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::my past life diagnosis::
You were female in your last earthly incarnation. You were born somewhere in the territory of modern Sumatra around the year 1675. Your profession was that of a seaman, cook or carpenter. Your brief psychological profile in your past life:As a natural talent in psychology, you knew how to use your opportunities. Cold-blooded and calm in any situation.The lesson that your last past life brought to your present incarnation:The timid, lonely and self-confident people are everywhere, and your task is to overcome these tendencies in yourself and then to help other people.
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Thursday, March 11, 2004
funny completely to something look back on memory that your refreshes.
When I was there in that dark place you're in (and I sure still visit sometimes), my tendencies took me to the darker places, because it's more real, more interesting, more exciting. I'm happy that in my life I had the courage to see more of what's real, because it's why I have more hope. I won't encourage you to search for the light as soon as you wish, because, like love, having it at the most unexpected moment is incomparable bliss. Rather, keep still, nourish the moment of suffering, take a really good, long-lasting taste of putting up with it... and grow.
You don't know what to speak of, not really because what you feel is unspeakable, but because you're not sure who to trust, if trust at all. It's perfectly alright if you decide to keep it to yourself, if there's no one there to understand, and/or help you understand. Sometimes, it's much better to try to comprehend by yourself, and you get to discover yourself much better if you search for the answers on your own. You feel this stage is forever, but somewhere in your heart, something tells you that in a way or two, you'll get through this AFTER ALL. And you will.
Thursday, March 11, 2004
Tuesday, March 02, 2004
funny completely to something look back on memory that your refreshes.
"Look wise, say nothing and grunt, speech was given to conceal thought."
Pleonasm is nothing. It's more thoughtless than a thought. Words just aren't enough to explain things. Not even a raffish being who babbles to death could express his thoughts, until only God knows when.
Come to think of it, judgment only keeps us from understanding each other. That's hard. How far can our conversations go that our limited time would allow to want to understand first until we do as we THINK we have, before wanting to be understood? Until then, it's best to grunt and conceal thoughts.
Sometimes it's hard to accept that we're understood. But that doesn't change the fact that we were. On the contrary, feeling understood is one of the easiest to accept. Sometimes even, we relieve ourselves of the worry that we aren't understood to avoid the hassles of making them understand. But who wouldn't hope that at least ONE would?
Tuesday, March 02, 2004
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