No honesty feels bad. No lie feels good.
So always be honest. It is odd that the sweetest lies can make one feel bad, while on the other hand, a harsh honesty can actually emancipate.
Passion makes man oblivious to hard work.
So do only, what you are passionate about. Hard work alone cannot sustain a man.
Perfectionism doesn't make man wise.
And likewise, mistakes dont make a man stupid. Rather, learning from mistakes makes man wiser. Committing the same mistake twice, now that's stupid.
It takes painstaking effort to see the dignity in death, considering all the overwhelming emotions attached to it. It is an all-too-human impulse to delve in the pain of loss, rather than to rejoice in the parting to eternal bliss.
It cannot be helped to look back and dig the memories one finds comfort recollecting. Then goes the self pity and wishes that one could have had more time. Yet again comes, another overwhelming feeling - the feeling of guilt that whispers, "Only if I had..." "I wish I was able to..." Sometimes, one opts to repress or even succumb into denial. Eventually, one will be enraptured in that pang of emptiness, as if it were slowly taking over oneself. These episodes recur at random moments, unpredictable, and never abading. With all these things going on, one cannot help but question the dignity in death.
Today, I decide to rise above that question.
There is truly a dignity in death... although I let emotionality govern my faculties often. I have been processing all these emotions and came to the conclusion that I will best realize this dignity only if I recognize the loss.
Losing someone is losing a part of oneself. It cannot be denied that our entities are attributable to the people that surround us. That is the rationality behind the feeling of losing one's self when feeling alone and isolated.
I truly feel empty. I lost myself. Im still seeking that part of myself. I dont know where to find it. I accept the fact I may not find it again. I will try to fill in the emptiness of something else.
Of the thousands of people who die everyday... I know I am not alone in this emptiness.
<i>I am sharing the wisdom on how to mend this emptiness</i>
We are all mirrors reflecting people around us, and even those who have gone ahead of us. Death cannot be undone. When a soul parts from earth, all the other souls it leaves are all called to continue on generating change on earth. That soul, by its departure, should start a domino effect. That change generated immortalizes that soul and how massive the change it created is but a tribute to that soul's existence.
Each soul is a medium of change.
We will come to terms with death with dignity, once we witness the evolution it instigated.
Rest in peace Alex. I hope I can carry on a change that is due your soul.
We all have the tendency to act out a positive behaviour since humans, being fundamentally good, have the constant desire to please others. Sometimes, this acting out behaviour becomes so blown out of proportion, it brews suspicion... Definitely deserves a 'too good to be true'.
Also, once in while, we feel envy towards other people whom we look upto, whom we find simply admirable, natural also. But some people are just such egomaniacs that they seem immune to such feelings.
However, we shouldn't always buy it. We aren't products of perfection. Definitely, we all are damaged to a certain extent. No fuss, imperfections create character.
On the other hand, those who appear well-graced may actually be a deceptive package. The constant reinvention of a facade does nothing but make us less humans, gradually detaching us from the realms of truth.
Aim to be ''loved despite of'' rather than ''loved because of''. No one will steal your imperfections, on the other hand, reasons may be lost.
To us all is a challenge to be real.
Nietzsche Said: What doesn't kill me makes me stronger.
I say: What doesn't kill me...
...hurts me at least.
...makes me wonder what will.
...makes me wonder why it didn't.
...must've been too scared to try
...is a procrastinator.
...is still planning.
harhar. how funny.
