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Thursday, March 27, 2014 These are the rules: 1) I start the entry with a subject matter (non-exhaustive, mind you). 2) I dwell a little with a back story of how and why I've decided to dwell on the above (??) 3) Will add inspirational quote(s) in every entry, or occasional 'beat-myself-up' statement(s) 4) Will come up with more Rules as I go along I suppose the most obvious question is "why am I back to blogging?" Here's why; I have grown. I am the same ol' person, yet I have gained much and more. Plus I have found myself. Somewhere along the way, a little bird whispered to me, telling me that I write well. Honestly, I just think that I've got a heightened sense of comprehension. Comprehension. What a misleading word.
comprehension
kɒmprɪˈhɛnʃ(ə)n/
noun
noun: comprehension
1.
the ability to understand something
I don't even think I'm using this word properly though. So I thought to myself, instead of wasting away, getting all pruned out over small stuff and getting belligerent (well yes. I do fancy fancy words) all the time, why not steel my mind, sharpen my thoughts and dedicate my time in writing. To stay the sharpest tool in the shed, or so the saying goes...
It gives a sense of purpose. Makes you feel smart too. So yeah.
Moving on to more important things. The topic of today's entry is:
"The mind is everything. What you think, you become."
This sagely saying came from the Yoda of all men; lord Buddha. Or so I thought.
For the longest time (approximately 2 months), this has been my daily motivation. It strikes a high-strung chord in me to consistently do better and go beyond my usual capacity. I even have this written down on my notepad which, I leave on my desk in full view.
I was convinced that this has gotta be the mother of all inspirational quotes. No other sayings from wise old farts could sway me. No extract from any book could hope to move me. Nothing at all. That all changed half an hour ago.
Laugh out loud! Props to whoever came up with that!
I am of the opinion that this quote a self-fulfilling. Why? Let's use the example of the chicken and the egg.
Are you your mind or is your mind you? Tricky.
This is matter of subjectivity rather than objectivity I suppose. Science tells us, we are who we are because of so and so chromosomes or some recurring properties inherent in our genes. Psychology tells us, it's alot to do with the cognitive ability of each individual or intellect. Ponderous.
Whatever the case is, the world is the creation of your mind (or something like that). You are what you are because of what you think and what you decide to believe. The mind is a powerful thing. It is what it is.
So the next time, I stumble upon another great quote from some great person/author, I have decided that I will not question who came up with it. Nor will I read into it too much. The words were simply put together, arranged beautifully, to form a sentence (or two. sometimes more.) to give meaning, to be understood, and to be appreciated. That's it.
End.
and it was night again -10:30 PM- 0 Comments Monday, September 12, 2011 in this day and age, we find ourselves staring into a screen of a screen of a screen after screen after screen and peering out of a screen of a screen of a screen after screen after screen. how grim. and it was night again -1:02 AM- 0 Comments Jimmy Eat World 23 Live Wednesday, July 13, 2011 and it was night again -3:23 AM- 0 Comments Wednesday, July 06, 2011 where do all these conclusive thoughts stem from, i wonder. BOOKS TO READ BEFORE I DIE: - Eckhart Tolle - A Clockwork Orange; Anthony Burgess - The Day of the Locust; Nathanael West - A Death in the Family; James Agee - Dog Soldiers; Robert Stone - The Great Gatsby; F. Scott Fitzgerald - Watchmen; Alan Moore & Dave Gibbons and it was night again -2:24 PM- 0 Comments Wednesday, June 29, 2011 in all honesty, the toughest trick one can ever hope to master is the ability to bottle up emotions and whatever nonsensical hindering whatives(what-ifs) that embrace themselves so tightly to life-altering deadlocks, drop-kick em' down a bottomless pit, and never hear from em' again. no not ever nor a haunting glimmer. the next best trick, is the ability to stand firm on yer own two feet. not sway to the likes of winds borne from ill witted motives and feeble minds. the monks are kicking-ass at it. but... i'd like to think, they're having it a whole lot easier than us normal folks. we surround ourselves with god-damnable things; all they have are their mountain goats. fuck la. all things green and good are going byebye. and it was night again -11:01 PM- 0 Comments |
"you can rest when you are dead". past entries.
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