I am your shadow

You are showered by the bright light
I lie beneath you
Expecting you to share the light with me

You run with your feet high
I enjoy your playfulness
Wishing to touch the sky with you

I am your shadow
My fate is to be grounded
Your bright light the cause of my bitter existence
Darkness my saviour, my demise, my relief

Small things that make you happy

Washing rice
You touch hunger

Returning home
You sense freedom

Patting your pet
You feel submission

Friday night dinner
You breathe a sigh of relief

Lovers' hug
You become one

Hard earned money
You see strength

Bare feet on grass
You smell your roots

Help someone
You love yourself

Deep contemplation
You hear silence

Drink somebody's tears
You feed them hope

Working for yourself
You feel independent

Turtle's slowness
You taste life

The meaning of life

When we say "meaning of life", it seems to me that we are talking about goal-setting and achieving something fixed - a fixed destination or a fixed target or even a sense of certainty. But things keep changing in life, everything around us changes all the time. Even everything within us, for instance, our feelings and thoughts keep changing all the time. When everything keeps changing, how can we ever achieve something fixed in life?

I am beginning to think that "meaning of life" is a misleading statement, an overrated topic. Birth and death are inevitable. What is in between birth and death is our karma, something we have total control of. There is good karma and bad karma and we know what we have to choose. The only meaning of life is to simply live and do our karma. Most people may not accept this as a meaning of life because they will be satisfied only if they get a concrete answer which talks about reaching a target or a goal. I think reaching a goal is just a product of our karma.

If living and doing our karma sounds too obvious to be accepted as a meaning of life, then there is nothing wrong in saying "life has no meaning". I don't feel it's really necessary to find the meaning of life. Everyday I do what I have or want to do. Just like everyone else, sometimes I am happy and other times I get depressed. Living is acceptance - accepting what time presents you. I just have to live until I die regardless of the meaning of life.

Hypnotic Dream

Colourful sparks blinking in quick succession…

I had a dream last night of colourful sparks, mostly yellow and red colours, blinking in and out very fast…

I was totally captivated and after a while, my hands and body were totally stable… I couldn’t move… my speech frozen.. I tried to call my wife who was asleep beside me. I thought I was calling her aloud but she couldn’t hear a thing…

I was totally hypnotized by the sparks. I was fully aware I was in a dream… staring blankly on the sparks, unable to move and speak…

Perhaps it was just another dream. Perhaps it was an experience of death that I could not accept, or was unaware of my own death… My soul must have left me for a while…

I died for a few minutes.

Is there indeed a creator? Are we making less effort to know the truth?

I used to think there is no creator who created mankind and life. Now I’ve started looking at things in a different way.

How come our bodies are symmetrical? How come we have complicated thought processes? etc etc…

Can such an ingenious creation happen by itself? Who is the grand designer? Is it possible that we were created by a team of super geniuses instead of one? Or has the designer(s) been perished and long gone? If they are still around, why aren’t they seen or heard of? Are we making ourselves detached from our own creators? Are we becoming more self-centred and as a consequence we are unknowingly detaching ourselves from the ultimate truth?

We are becoming more materialistic and are becoming more and more interested in money, careers, status, power, luxury, etc. We are spending less time knowing our roots and the life-changing knowledge that it reveals to us.

Succumbing to falsehood as truth

I don’t think a person would succumb to falsehood as truth but s/he may just accept the falsehood for the sake of coexisting in society, retaining a job, being loved by people around them and other reasons.

The tolerance level varies from person to person. There may be a corelation between tolerance and vulnerability. Chances are that the lesser the level of tolerance within a person, the more the vulnerable s/he becomes. It also depends on how important certain things in life are to a person, his/her priorities in life and his/her values in life. Generally, if someone doesn’t have enough money to pay rent or to buy food, they tend to become more vulnerable. The more vulnerable a person is, there is a likelihood of succumbing to falsehood at least for the sake of survival.