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Thursday, April 09, 2009
♥ Thursday, April 09, 2009

I find the religion of Buddhism interesting. While yes, I appreciate the concept of stillness and quietness and finding inner peace, I also realize that the aim of buddhism is to achieve... nothingness. So you find harmony and you find quiet and you find inner peace, and then you become... nothing.

I believe that the world does revolve around me. But the world also revolves around everyone else. Because things happen around us and people come into our lives to shape us, who we are, who we become. And who we have been all along is a result of how we have thought that the world revolves around us, not realizing that everyone else has a world revolving around them.

I think it's strange what love does to people. It freaks me out to see people I once knew who were so full of themselves, who knew how to live for themselves, who had perfect As, fall at the mention of love and all the temptations that come with it. Sometimes it's like all they care about until everything else doesn't matter.

I think that some people don't understand what they're saying when they say "I love you". Because all those three words are important and first you must know who "I" am, what "love" is, and who "you" are. Otherwise, the sentence just doesn't make sense, because you don't know anything.

I suppose the most important quality women should possess is independence. Because strength is really sexy to me. I can hardly stand a girl whining about how difficult her life is when she hasn't even stepped into other people's shoes to see how they live their lives. To complain without understanding what she is complaining about is just really annoying to me.

I don't understand why women don't want to have children. I mean yea you're well-off, yea you have a wardrobe bigger than a third world country, yea you eat all the right food, yea a kid would turn your house upside down. But it's almost the only thing that distinguishes you from men nowadays. And they don't have the privilege of smiling and saying Yes I Did Suffer From Contractions For Ninety-Nine Hours Just To Worry About My Baby For The Next Ninety-Nine Years. What good does your education do when you can't pass it on? It's so selfish.

I believe in the fact that you can influence one person's life just by saying or doing something nice. I believe that the people that I have come to know today have been sent to me for a reason, sometimes I may not know what that reason is and I may not ever know, but I still think each and everyone of them are special, because everything is interdependent and so is everyone.

I still stick with the fact that people change. I don't think I still recognise my own words just two years ago, and I don't think I'd like who I was. I believe in the fact that people can change their lives if only they would stop telling themselves that they aren't strong enough. Because the truth is everyone is built the same way and the only that is barricading an end point is what the mind tells you. I can tell you that two years ago I could be the weakest person that ever existed. But horror movies and insects aside, I think I've lived through the valleys and the hurt and the longing, the missing and the pain, the grieving and the sorrow and the anger, and I have gotten sick of it to the point that I no longer wish to be swimming in negative ions.

Sometimes you just get sick of being weak.

Some people find blogging strange because you practically open up so much of your life to everyone else. Some people find it dangerous. But it is a sort of comfort to me. It's not that I agree with the way some people blog where they just go on and rant and rant about their day because to me it's just like they have no one else to talk to or they don't have a life so they have to prove to other people that they have a life? But to me that sort of blogging is just weird. 

I think I blog not because of a need to tell you about my day, rather by the fact that sometimes words from a stranger may knock sense into your head more than a thousand of those from the people close to you. And just as I have learnt so many things from the words of many different mouths I don't even know, I hope people understand the same things through mine. I don't mean that all I say is right, because to listen or to not is a choice. But at least it's there if people need to hear it. And though what I'm thinking when I write is not what you think when you're reading, it's still awesome. Because it's so free and I don't really want you to concentrate so hard on something that you lose sight of everything else.

I don't agree with being emo. Either due to the fact that I have seen too much of that or been around too many of those people, but I just can't seem to stand the fact that the person standing next to me is a radiating lump or grief and anger and sorrow and self-pity. I don't think that just because you are sad you have a right to go around and make everyone feel the same way you do. The world has enough depressed people, so please don't count yourself in the tally just because - which brings me to the next point:

Just because you can, doesn't mean you should. Just because you can cheat doesn't mean you should. Just because you can buy more during a sale doesn't mean you should. Just because society allows you to bribe doesn't mean you should. Just because people do it and so can you doesn't mean you should. Just because you're allowed to cry doesn't mean you should. Just because no one cares if you kill yourself doesn't mean you should. But then again just because you think no one cares, doesn't mean you should.

Confused yet?
Maybe I'll come back with more.



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