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Lesson #1: We Are Responsible for Our Own Experience of Life
Such as are your habitual thoughts; such also will be the character of your mind; for the soul is dyed by the color of your thoughts.”
Lesson #2: Everything Changes
“Time is a sort of river of passing events, and strong is its current; no sooner is a thing brought to sight than it is swept by and another takes its place, and this too will be swept away.”
Lesson #3: Live a Real Life
“It is not death that a man should fear, but he should fear never beginning to live.”
Lesson #4: Be Grateful
“When you arise in the morning, think of what a precious privilege it is to be alive – to breathe, to think, to enjoy, to love.”
Lesson #5: Be Detached
“Receive wealth or prosperity without arrogance; and be ready to let it go.”
Lesson #6: All Is Well
“Everything is unfolding as it must, and if you observe carefully, you will find this to be so.”
a good traveler has no fixed plans and is not intent upon arriving a good artist lets his intuition lead him wherever it wants a good scientist has freed himself of concepts and keeps his mind open to what is thus the master is available to all people and doesn't reject anyone he is ready to use all situations and doesn't waste anything this is called embodying the light what is a good man but a bad man's teacher? what is a bad man but a good man's job? if you don't understand this, you will get lost however intelligent you are it is the great secret - Tao Te Chin
Dreams come true; without that possibility, nature would not incite us to have them.
- John Updike, writer
But if you build your life on dreams it’s prudent to recall;
a man with moonlight in his hands has nothing there at all.
– Don Quixote from Cervantes Saavedra’s novel Don Quixote de la Mancha
The Thin Red Line
A short video I made for my multimedia project back in 2004.
I don’t know how exactly I lost it.
They divide life into compartments those fools.
Thinking they’d better utilize it.
Seconds, minutes, hours, days, months, years…
Time is a meaningless measure of life.
And life is a meaningless span of time.
Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday.
Dumb! Dumb! Dumb! Dumb!
I don’t know how exactly I lost it.
Violet, indigo, blue, green, yellow, orange, red…
All merge into the same white light.
Happiness, doubts, joy, pain, peace, regrets…
All merge into the same empty void.
It’s so hard to differentiate.
When they are just the opposite sides of the same coin.
They try to separate one part of the spectrum from another, those fools.
It is the light which creates shadows.
Not the other way around.
I don’t know how exactly I lost it.
Conquer the world. Make your mark.
Justify your existence. Choose a path.
Run. Run. Run. Run.
There must be someplace to go.
What if I make it?
What if I don’t?
What if I try?
What if I won’t?
But what if it’s a circle stupid?
There was a tight cord once in my head.
And I could only take so much.
I don’t know how exactly I lost it.
I just heard a SNAP…
And then everything made sense.
//Sense and Sensibility by Erum Waseem
