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Sunday, March 18, 2007

To Sin or Not to Sin that is the Question!
We all have it. Some think it's a friend to keep. While others think it's a foe to restrain. But we all have it. It is one of the seven deadly sins we all fear of. The creation of the seven capital sins was used to prevent the mortal man from committing the sins and from going astray. They were used to teach them how to counteract such sins. However, we all know that we have committed each and every sin in the list; once, twice even more in our lifetime--human nature that's what they say. It is the desire to feel important, to stand out, and to simply accept one's beliefs. It can be defined in so many ways depending on how a person views it. But this sin is the most dangerous one off all. If committed or treasured, it'll trigger every sin in the list. Pride leads to envy, envy leads to greed, greed leads to gluttony, gluttony leads to wrath, and wrath leads to sloth. I do not know how lust relates to the chain but they still included it since we all know that sex is a major sin in the Christian doctrine. Pride has been the source of kingdoms', civilizations', and leaders' downfall. So why do we still commit it? It's simple because we are mere humans. Some show compassion to a person by disregarding their pride. However, do we grow another person's pride if we do swallow ours? Do not think that I am pushing you to submit to sin since I am providing you an excuse on why we commit. I'm not; I'm just posing an idea which had been committed (no pun intended) by several people before me. Is that a sin? I think not.

2:01 PM
Saturday, March 10, 2007

Blossom's idea
A very cliche post:

As we were waiting for the train, my friend asked me if I can define love. I simply said, "Love is undefined." At that point I realized I just defined the word, or is it feeling, or bliss? She said, "A person who can define love cannot, in reality, love.” I know it sounds like a paradox but isn’t life a paradox? I pondered over what she said and came to the conclusion that she was right. Maybe the only accepted definition of love is that it is undefined. Then she said, "If you knew how to define love that'll be the exact same thing you want to give and receive; that is not love” those aren’t her exact words but they do give her words some justice. You tend to set standards on how you want to love and how you want to receive it. You'll never be happy if that's the case since you end up wanting more or looking for your perfect idea of what love is. You'll never be satisfied of what you have at the moment. What if a person didn’t meet your standards even just a bit, will you simply end it with him/her? I'll just end it with this since an entry on love would take more that 1000 words. Its better this way; keep it short and simple.

10:37 PM
SOMETHING

-Music is my refuge. I could crawl into the spaces between the notes and curl my back to loneliness-

-It is cruel you know, that music should be so beautiful. It has the beauty of loneliness and of pain, of strength and freedom. The beauty of disappointment and never-satisfied love. The cruel beauty of nature, and everlasting beauty of monotony -

-Maybe... maybe emotions become so intense your body just can't contain it. Your mind and your feelings become too powerful... and your body weeps.-

-When we honestly ask ourselves which person in our lives means the most to us, we often find that it is those who, instead of giving much advice, solutions, or cures, have chosen rather to share our pain and touch our wounds with a gentle and tender hand. The friend who can be silent with us in a moment of despair or confusion, who can stay with us in an hour of grief and bereavement, who can tolerate not knowing, not curing, not healing and face with us the reality of our powerlessness, that is a friend who cares-

-Don't be dismayed at good-byes. A farewell is necessary before you can meet again. And meeting again after a moment or lifetime is certain for those who are friends-

-In every human heart is a place where you put your broken dreams. When something doesn't work out, no matter what it may be, you just have to give it up and stuff it In with your other broken dreams. And make sure to keep the lid tight-

-Life's complexities are also life's source of beauty. We should all have to cry at one point to appreciate how it feels to laugh again, and crumble down and be broken so that you can be whole again-

-Words shrink things that seem timeless when they are in your head to no more than living size when they are brought out-

-For every beauty there is an eye somewhere to see it. For every truth there is an ear somewhere to hear it. For every love there is a heart somewhere to receive it.-

-We are all a little weird and life's a little weird, and when we find someone whose weirdness is compatible with ours, we join up with them and fall in mutual weirdness and call it love-