Many a times before I thought about it yet I tried to by no means entertain the thoughts. It seemed insignificant, unimportant to have come up with something as ridiculous and unneeded. The idea itself, for actually considering, thinking, distinguishing these thoughts made me question my way of thinking and my judgment in general. Every time the thoughts play in my mind I conjure up some other intervening thought to overcome the more mind boggling thoughts.
Time and time again I think about the significance of life and, “From a scientific point of view the significance of life is what it is, why it is and why it does it.” (I read it somewhere). At the moment this was the thought I conjured up to misdirect the previous thought.
I get carried away sometimes, with my thinking, such as this one “Dreams are true while they last, and do we not live in dreams?” this is one of the many examples. The more one entertains the words, the more one tries to come up with definite answers which in my case I succumb to ruthless failure.
I do agree on/with other people thoughts at times, such as the ones I stated before and these, “Sometimes your best way to deal with shit is not to hold yourself as such a precious little prize.” Though, when it comes to applying I admit that it is often easier said than done.
Jumping to when a friend sighed, “When am I going to be successful in life?” I wanted to ask what type of success? What do you mean by it? But I knew what he meant. So I kept my mouth shut.
Jumping to when I was reading a different book in the last few pages this part caught my attention, “I mixed with rich people but never did I grudge their wealth. But seeing them spend money like paper. I am gripped by a total sense of confusion and ignorance, the mixed feeling of wanting to be like them and at the same time not wanting to be like them. The contrast with my own imperfect life pinches me with the force of a physical hurt. I wonder what it feels like to have no desire left because you have satisfied them all. Smothered with wealth before even you were born, you act as if you deserve this and that and that you earned this life but in reality you are the same as I am only (at the moment) luckier in many ways and you carry yourself proudly in a dignified way. I think to myself that you’re only lucky. I think to myself you don’t think like I do and so you don’t realize that you’re lucky”. I think to myself I’ve a lot to learn and hope that I can understand myself better.
The part also includes this significant sentence, at least to me, which plays a crucial part in lives, “I realized that dreams have power only over your own mind but with money you can have power over the mind of others.”
According to a learned man, “ordinary people are like prisoners permanently trapped in a
Dark cave and forced to watch a shadow puppet play which they think is “real”. We are like these prisoners indoctrinated from birth that everyday experience is all there is.” I include myself in the ordinary people category not wanting to sound humble but everyday experience seems to be the things that matter most yet in hope that I’d be one of the rebels who escapes into the daylight and soon find out that there’s a “more real” world outside and if there is one and if possible escape that one too and find out there’s a “more realer world.”
Occasionally when I read something like this one, this type of thought too can be troublesome if one such as I try to come up with something close to an answer. “I found out that my senses lies to me. They inform me that a straight stick in water is bent. Hence, there is no conclusive way to prove all my experiences aren’t just hallucinations or dreams.”
I’ve been troubled by this one lately. Recently when someone told me that, wait…perhaps it was me who brought this thought to myself. “You have a king’s heart but a peasant’s fortune.” It could’ve meant many things. After a few moments of breathing diaphragmatically and closing my eyes with more deep breathing I decided not to dread on it anymore. I don’t have a king’s heart. That’s what I said to myself.
“If you’ve ever been to a mountain you know you can stand on the ground look up and see a mountains peak. Think of this as your point of view. But if you get to the peak of the mountain, an amazing thing happens. As you look out from the summit, you suddenly realize that there are many-many more mountains (point of views) none of which you could see previously.”
“The perfect use of language is that in which every word carries the meaning that it is intended to, no less and no more.” Yes, this too I got from a book I read which also explains the inverted commas, which also I assume you’ve already realized. Coming back to the quote, I completely agree with it but at the same time I’d also like to state that I don’t write to impress you. I might try to impress myself but I very rarely impress myself and even when I do it doesn’t last for long.
I have a deep fear of changing into something I dislike hence I write to remind myself about the things I thought of and the way I think of things and if I do change this is proof that I once thought this way.
Finally, I realized that as usual, the more I think/write the more confused/lost I get. Anyhow it was nonetheless time passing and I might even add entertaining. Finally-finally I realized that Japanese people aren’t really impressed (neither do they act/look like the characters in the animes) when you tell them that you’ve seen almost every single animes existed and that you love their music, dramas and movies (not their culture though). But I am still looking forward to meet some kawaai Japanese girls. Okay, this paragraph, unlike the previous paragraphs above is written to impress cute Japanese or Korean girls. This is an exemplary of some of the thoughts I come up as a diversion to the other more confusing thoughts, I guess. Sekian.
Time and time again I think about the significance of life and, “From a scientific point of view the significance of life is what it is, why it is and why it does it.” (I read it somewhere). At the moment this was the thought I conjured up to misdirect the previous thought.
I get carried away sometimes, with my thinking, such as this one “Dreams are true while they last, and do we not live in dreams?” this is one of the many examples. The more one entertains the words, the more one tries to come up with definite answers which in my case I succumb to ruthless failure.
I do agree on/with other people thoughts at times, such as the ones I stated before and these, “Sometimes your best way to deal with shit is not to hold yourself as such a precious little prize.” Though, when it comes to applying I admit that it is often easier said than done.
Jumping to when a friend sighed, “When am I going to be successful in life?” I wanted to ask what type of success? What do you mean by it? But I knew what he meant. So I kept my mouth shut.
Jumping to when I was reading a different book in the last few pages this part caught my attention, “I mixed with rich people but never did I grudge their wealth. But seeing them spend money like paper. I am gripped by a total sense of confusion and ignorance, the mixed feeling of wanting to be like them and at the same time not wanting to be like them. The contrast with my own imperfect life pinches me with the force of a physical hurt. I wonder what it feels like to have no desire left because you have satisfied them all. Smothered with wealth before even you were born, you act as if you deserve this and that and that you earned this life but in reality you are the same as I am only (at the moment) luckier in many ways and you carry yourself proudly in a dignified way. I think to myself that you’re only lucky. I think to myself you don’t think like I do and so you don’t realize that you’re lucky”. I think to myself I’ve a lot to learn and hope that I can understand myself better.
The part also includes this significant sentence, at least to me, which plays a crucial part in lives, “I realized that dreams have power only over your own mind but with money you can have power over the mind of others.”
According to a learned man, “ordinary people are like prisoners permanently trapped in a
Dark cave and forced to watch a shadow puppet play which they think is “real”. We are like these prisoners indoctrinated from birth that everyday experience is all there is.” I include myself in the ordinary people category not wanting to sound humble but everyday experience seems to be the things that matter most yet in hope that I’d be one of the rebels who escapes into the daylight and soon find out that there’s a “more real” world outside and if there is one and if possible escape that one too and find out there’s a “more realer world.”
Occasionally when I read something like this one, this type of thought too can be troublesome if one such as I try to come up with something close to an answer. “I found out that my senses lies to me. They inform me that a straight stick in water is bent. Hence, there is no conclusive way to prove all my experiences aren’t just hallucinations or dreams.”
I’ve been troubled by this one lately. Recently when someone told me that, wait…perhaps it was me who brought this thought to myself. “You have a king’s heart but a peasant’s fortune.” It could’ve meant many things. After a few moments of breathing diaphragmatically and closing my eyes with more deep breathing I decided not to dread on it anymore. I don’t have a king’s heart. That’s what I said to myself.
“If you’ve ever been to a mountain you know you can stand on the ground look up and see a mountains peak. Think of this as your point of view. But if you get to the peak of the mountain, an amazing thing happens. As you look out from the summit, you suddenly realize that there are many-many more mountains (point of views) none of which you could see previously.”
“The perfect use of language is that in which every word carries the meaning that it is intended to, no less and no more.” Yes, this too I got from a book I read which also explains the inverted commas, which also I assume you’ve already realized. Coming back to the quote, I completely agree with it but at the same time I’d also like to state that I don’t write to impress you. I might try to impress myself but I very rarely impress myself and even when I do it doesn’t last for long.
I have a deep fear of changing into something I dislike hence I write to remind myself about the things I thought of and the way I think of things and if I do change this is proof that I once thought this way.
Finally, I realized that as usual, the more I think/write the more confused/lost I get. Anyhow it was nonetheless time passing and I might even add entertaining. Finally-finally I realized that Japanese people aren’t really impressed (neither do they act/look like the characters in the animes) when you tell them that you’ve seen almost every single animes existed and that you love their music, dramas and movies (not their culture though). But I am still looking forward to meet some kawaai Japanese girls. Okay, this paragraph, unlike the previous paragraphs above is written to impress cute Japanese or Korean girls. This is an exemplary of some of the thoughts I come up as a diversion to the other more confusing thoughts, I guess. Sekian.
