“Calling out to everyone with closed hearts and closed minds
Don’t be afraid to open up your heart.
The more you share, the more you receive
Ask, and abundance awaits you. “

In this world where money is exchanged in every transaction
And the best man gets the best jobs

We don’t stop and look anymore.
Sometimes we just got to stop whatever we are doing and think.

How are we going to contribute back to the society for all that
they have provided for us?

How can we share the love and blessings that the heavens have
endowed on us?

Just stop, and think.
Is there anyone you can help?

After all… karma works in the way that
the more you give, the more you receive in return.
If you don’t start giving… there will be no returns.

Open up… and you will find that
We are living in a very beautiful world.

Treasure every moment of it.

Humans are imperfect, and that is what makes us beautiful
The perfect embodiment of beauty is just a fantasy.

Averal Lim
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My mother has was very protective of me when i was child
She would not let me fall, she was afraid i would fall
and hurt myself with cuts and bruises

She took every precaution to ensure that the house was safe
She brought baby locks and fences to keep me out of
“dangerous zones” like the kitchen.

She wanted me to be perfect, she did not want me to have any scars on my body.
She would make me wear a hat or umbrella when we went out in the sun

She wanted to preserve my beauty to perfection – like a doll with porcelain skin.

However

I unlocked every baby lock she brought
I climbed out of the fence when she was not aware
I fell and hurt myself when she was not around

Beauty can never be perfect.

I have scars on my body – permanent ones that can’t be erased
But that is what makes me special, the scars are unique to me
They remind me of the experiences i been through
The carelessness i made, my impulsiveness of actions

I learn and grow from it.

In future, when my child falls
I will not pick him up.

He will learn on his own.

Heros die first

They fight for something they believe in

To leave a legacy behind.

Over time, heroes became extinct

Those left behind are the bad guys

So we see so much bad things happening

And people accept it as their fate

They await the heroes to fight for them

But they are gone a long time ago

So they won’t be saved.

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I wonder why was men created.

Is mankind a experimental project by the gods/aliens/superior being?

So they can laugh while we kill each other with our big nuclear bombs as we fight for racial supremacy?

Or mock at the commercial world we built as people live their lives like a systematic machine at work… insert raw material (education) -> transmutation (brainwashing) -> finished product (enter working society).

I wonder what is the superior being thinking. Maybe he is keeping our universe like a toy in his closet and he occasionally takes it out to play during his leisure. He probably created men and women to make it more interesting as his experiment. He decided to add some animals in it and some trees and minerals and watch what we do with them.

So we decided to wipe out animal habitats and cut down the trees while extracting minerals for our own usage. We continue to exploit nature’s treasures for our own financial gain. They build big houses with villas and pay beautiful women to entertain them.

It is a sad world isn’t it? Makes me want to live in a little cottage and grow fruits on the land and live with someone i love and live a simple happy life.

People breathe

People breed

People bleed

The cycle of life in its physical form

People keep trying

Trying

Trying

To duplicate the winning formula that gets the quickest results

That they

Lose

Lose

Their individuality in the process.

That is why ALWAYS ALWAYS stay true to yourself

No matter what others say…. don’t let them stop you

Keep working hard on your own style and creation

One day, you will be noticed.

And you can proudly proclaim

“I am unique, and only I can deliver this results”

This is especially true for intellectual property like

Writing, photography and music (insert artistic direction)

Anyone can produce them, why will they buy yours and not others?

Think.

It is their individuality that shines through their works that makes them exceptional.

That is why notable works are produced by the same people.

They create a new genre/series of their own.

So before they began, there was no classification of any sorts.

Over time, people will start appreciating them (hopefully before their death)

And they will get the recognition they deserve.

That is a True Artist!

and see that it is a big world out there and there are so much left untouched

People are so concerned with the tiny little details that they lose out in looking at the whole picture.

They lose themselves. They start being conventional. They follow norms and rules and standards.

They become a product of the factory making society of our system.

They come out like the others, identical in shape and sizes… conditioned perform the same functions.  

They become ordinary. They live to serve their master’s purpose and die without a trace.

They serve others when they do so much more then that.

I pity their existence and i vow that i will not follow their conventions.

In fact i will be the factory operator behind the system.

Choose your route wisely… or it will choose you.

“The moment you stop rebelling is the moment you die. “ Ejun Low

Once you set your aim  
Never stop believing in it
Never give up 
Work towards it
No matter what others say
Don’t let them affect you.

Keep working towards it
And you will finally reach there.  

Our reality is made up of our perception of the world.

Sometimes when i see people around me, i see them in flashes.

There will be someone running in front of me, in a flash, he is gone.

There will be someone crossing the road, a car goes past, in a flash, he is gone.

I have been seeing things around me in flashes for a long time.
Sometimes i don’t know what is real and what is not.
Drifting in and out of reality conciousness

It gets to me sometimes, then i will start thinking about my life
and what i want to accomplish.

I don’t want to be like the ordinary human being,
whose lifetime on earth will be once forgotten when he is gone.
“Flash” and that is it, removed from the traces of history.

I feel quite afraid to think about it, that our existence is so limited
our physical bodies are so fragile… it disintegrates over time and
soon enough we are getting old and weak… ashes to ashes… dust to dust.

Maybe i am too affected thinking about death.
I saw my uncle during chinese new year, happy and joyful
Yesterday, he died of a heart attack. He was in his 60s.

Life is just so unpredictable…
Maybe that is why i wrote my will.

Have you thought about what will happen when you are gone…?

to do before our time on earth flashes past and ever comes back again.