I know the secret behind gossiping

I have just figured out why people gossip. Or at least, one of the reasons that they gossip.

In the early stages of life, we dream. We dream because an entire life lies ahead of us. But after either succeeding or failing at that dream or those dreams, we stop dreaming and essentially die (metaphorically). When we stop dreaming, we stop having meaningful goals and settle for mediocre standards. This type of thing seems to happen to a lot of women once they have children and turn into housewives. At this point, some women stop dreaming their own dreams. In fact, many of them stop living their own lives. They become mothers and forget that there is a woman underneath as well. All that they become concerned with or obsessed with is the well being and life path of their children. This lack of a 'life' leads to gossiping and other unproductive ventures.

There should be a class on parenting. Somewhere that will teach parents how to balance their own lives with the lives of their children.

The reason for our Existence

I just had a revelation. We seem to live in a pointless world, where we get educated, work, retire and die. But some people die young and it leaves us to wonder, what was the whole point of that life? If all the knowledge that one person amassed just dies with him/her then what really was the point of going to school, socializing and dreaming of a better life? Really, what is the point of life?

Some persons, economists included believe that the human race is really a selfish species. So, selfish that they purport that each person always tries to satisfy him or herself first. But, in the grand scheme of things, maybe they are dead wrong!

It seems....
like we live for each other,
that we are lost without friends,
that we only exist to make the world a better place,
or at least a much more improved place.

I think, and this is my humble opinion, that we are extremely altruistic as human beings. So much so that we can't really see it ourselves. We are indeed strange creatures. One would never guess from our daily interactions with each other, the high level of cruelty sometimes exhibited, but really, is it really because we are naturally selfish, unfair persons? No. In the end, we make the world more comfortable for the next generation. We have children and live for them. In fact, we try to make our lives better for them. We even want to leave them an inheritance when we die. Which other specie on earth does that? We seem to genuinely care about the wellbeing of the people of the future, who we don't even know yet. :)

Amazing epiphany, isn't it? The human race seems to be altruistic beyond measure. Even on a deathbed, the dying soul most always extend themselves to add just a little more value to the persons who will remain among the living. Isn't it just amazing how much we care about the wellbeing of each other? Maybe there is a method to all the madness we do on a daily basis. Maybe, just maybe, it's one of the puzzles that we are yet to solve.

Serial Quitter?

Are you a serial quitter?
How has that worked for you?
Is there something really wrong with that?

Some believe in quitting fast. It's best to quit early so that you won't invest too much in something that will not be beneficial to you.

Fire on the note of everything - A collage

There's a right and/or a wrong to know for everything. And the truth is written somewhere in between the lines, but there;s always something missing in the dark. There you'll find the true condition of the heart. Well, I can visualize the pieces of a dream and it's not as far away as it may seem. Matters not, if it be six months, 8 days, 12 hours since you've been visualizing it, but if I were to tell you the truth, it's you who holds the key to the places and questions that define your destiny.

I've been in love a time or two, seen the world, but not with you. I want to fly and spread my wings. I don't care to cry, I want to sing. I want to live to take a chance. I'm not afraid to love again. And I want you to fall for me too.

I've had plenty conversations with my heart because I want this thing to work, not fall apart. I ask my heart how can it be so sure, and it answered "because your heart is pure". I have every expectation that is true, because my heart won't lie to me, much less to you. To the mountains snow that melts into the stream, this is how my heart runs like a river to the stream. To the heaven up above, I pray to God our destiny is love.

I know that I've been avoiding you, but it's not you, I just needed some time by myself. Though it hurts to see you go through this pain, I can't go on the way I've been. If I had wings I'd fly away. I'd let the stars guide the way right to you. Don't care if this journey takes all night. How my heart yearns to be with you. I thought I would share my dreams with you, though I'm still missing you, but instead of just writing you, I'll spread my wings and fly like an angel to you.

I'm your penny lover, I yearn for your sexual healing. That is, to be cruising on your starship. I'm an angel in disguise, and I've learnt the hard way that almost never counts. Now, since we're happy with our strange intuition beyond description which we believe is real, there is only only one sky above. There is just one source of love, one song, one voice.

If,

If every time I felt a pang of desire, I gave in, I would be no more than a wisp blowing in the wind today.

If every time someone told me a bad thing, I listened, I would be all bad with no good to offer.

If every time someone told me to continue playing the keyboard until I got good at it, I listened, I wouldn't have to work so hard in school today.

If....

'If' is a terrific, yet terrifying word. Just two letters, but with them lifetimes of possibilities travel. The 'ifs' of the world hold so much power to do good and evil. But most times, we use it unwisely and dwell unnaturally on the past. Dwell on things that no one can now change. Dwell on possibilities that are no longer possible.

Let's turn the 'if' around and 'fi'-nd better opportunities to push the frontiers of our existence beyond our small imaginations. Let us remove 'if' from our vocabularies unless it precedes a solution that is still possible.

If I do this, then this will occur, so let me do this......



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