sunday again
Of being alive...
I'm trying to make sense of myself, putting my thoughts into place & my feelings where they belong. I'm also trying to view this life in a whole new perspective, the inner and outer view. The inner view depicts my personal everyday life(think goals, career, family, etc), and the outer view is where I try to grasp the true meaning of being alive in this world(think religion, principles, etc). Some people live for others, some people live for themselves and some people simply live. In moments like this where I yearn for nothing but peace, I have to thank God for giving me the chance to be in this beautiful world He has created, and for giving me the chance to just 'be'.
Of being religious...
I believe in God even though I admit my faith is sometimes shaken when some unfortunate events happen and it makes me feel as if I am always at the losing end and always get the bad side of the raw deal. Praying helps keep me sane but even then it does not stop the tears from falling, knowing how tiny and insignificant i am compared to all the wonderful things there are in this world. I am not a religious person but you don't have to be pious and religious to believe in God.
Of world events...
The recent Tsunami disaster made me realise that our lives can end in just an instant, and that we should treasure every moment we have because we cannot go back in time, not even for a second. Even if all the clocks, watches and other time-keeping devices in this world are stopped, it does not stop time from moving on. That's why I try to grasp every little bit of happiness I can, no matter how desperate it may seem.
Of being happy...
Noone in this world is truly happy. I guess we just have to be happy with ourselves and what we have. As long as we're still alive, there will always be something that spoils our mood or dampens our spirits or even breaks our hearts to the finest pieces. How, then, can we be happy? It's hard to live without being happy. That's why I'm finding it hard to live now. Every moment that passes by feels so heavy. Why is it that sometimes happiness feels so wrong? We are always torn between something that we truly want to do, and something that we just have to do. They always contradict each other and as a result, happiness is compromised.
I don't know why I'm suddenly writing about all these and I don't even think it makes much sense. Maybe it's just one of those days I have to channel my feelings elsewhere other than to the dear friends of mine called The Tearbuds.
I'm trying to make sense of myself, putting my thoughts into place & my feelings where they belong. I'm also trying to view this life in a whole new perspective, the inner and outer view. The inner view depicts my personal everyday life(think goals, career, family, etc), and the outer view is where I try to grasp the true meaning of being alive in this world(think religion, principles, etc). Some people live for others, some people live for themselves and some people simply live. In moments like this where I yearn for nothing but peace, I have to thank God for giving me the chance to be in this beautiful world He has created, and for giving me the chance to just 'be'.
Of being religious...
I believe in God even though I admit my faith is sometimes shaken when some unfortunate events happen and it makes me feel as if I am always at the losing end and always get the bad side of the raw deal. Praying helps keep me sane but even then it does not stop the tears from falling, knowing how tiny and insignificant i am compared to all the wonderful things there are in this world. I am not a religious person but you don't have to be pious and religious to believe in God.
Of world events...
The recent Tsunami disaster made me realise that our lives can end in just an instant, and that we should treasure every moment we have because we cannot go back in time, not even for a second. Even if all the clocks, watches and other time-keeping devices in this world are stopped, it does not stop time from moving on. That's why I try to grasp every little bit of happiness I can, no matter how desperate it may seem.
Of being happy...
Noone in this world is truly happy. I guess we just have to be happy with ourselves and what we have. As long as we're still alive, there will always be something that spoils our mood or dampens our spirits or even breaks our hearts to the finest pieces. How, then, can we be happy? It's hard to live without being happy. That's why I'm finding it hard to live now. Every moment that passes by feels so heavy. Why is it that sometimes happiness feels so wrong? We are always torn between something that we truly want to do, and something that we just have to do. They always contradict each other and as a result, happiness is compromised.
I don't know why I'm suddenly writing about all these and I don't even think it makes much sense. Maybe it's just one of those days I have to channel my feelings elsewhere other than to the dear friends of mine called The Tearbuds.
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