<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6441278827548449369</id><updated>2026-08-23T16:49:07.779+08:00</updated><category term="Breathe"/><category term="Breathing"/><category term="De-stress"/><category term="Destress"/><category term="Pilates"/><category term="Six pack abs"/><category term="Watches"/><category term="Yoga"/><category term="amazing abs"/><title type='text'>MyVISIONS_MyIDEALS</title><subtitle type='html'>Idealistic Visions and Ideas. Optimist. Believe in building an IDEAL world to live in.&#xa; &#xa;I am into businesses, ideas, a bit of benevolence, sharing, arts, and anything you can name that is prominent to LIFE!&#xa;&#xa;&quot;I wish we inspire each other. I wish you join (OUR) league to be POSITIVE CHANGE AGENT to the world, and DARE TO MAKE A DIFFERENCE to life!&quot;1st day of my 22nd birthday, I chose to face my laptop, and build my blogspot, hoping I made an impact on the 1st day of my 22nd-yr alive.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvisionsmyideals.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6441278827548449369/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvisionsmyideals.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6441278827548449369/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false'/><author><name>chrisshee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16786637338986459289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNbB9tucgX_vWEgODcJgHTGIHaAHQt--3ePeCzH7qCqKaBNcjSWpqGeTlINpu1b_T3wB7NsXtWoSElCA-qItJBNTJVS8_sbA9ax2SNhd5AC_Bntr1g8vY7vd5ykvaWIA/s1600/67455_447391701743_731981743_5984164_7305753_n.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>262</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6441278827548449369.post-8787629649603119827</id><published>2016-12-30T01:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2016-12-30T13:55:29.531+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Match Making - Bitch Style 😈😈😈</title><content type='html'>&lt;p dir=&quot;ltr&quot;&gt;Let&#39;s play a game of partner quest.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p dir=&quot;ltr&quot;&gt;State an extensive list of things you expect your partner to be and another list of things you are happy to be as a partner.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p dir=&quot;ltr&quot;&gt;Ask of it from your potential mate or mates.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p dir=&quot;ltr&quot;&gt;Often it is highly impossible to make even half the list realistically consistent if you&#39;re expecting and are expected to do it consistently. Like a business or job, you honestly cannot possibly love it or be passionate about it long term without discipline and investment or commitment of any kinds in it. I kind of like the idea put forward by Sarah Jessica Parker in Sex and The City 2 where Mr Big requested 2 days off weekly from Carrie Bradshaw. It&#39;s a no-brainer that is completely sensible for modern couples with no-strings-attached. Fuck the commitment you expect from each other when all you are willing to offer is unknown and free from enforceable contracts.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p dir=&quot;ltr&quot;&gt;Don&#39;t cheat and wait to read other&#39;s expectations and commitments before you list yours. As you truthfully and earnestly work through your feelings, experience and deeper thoughts, I&#39;m sure you&#39;ll be surprised how little you know each other or even how little you know yourself. Don&#39;t be shocked to find out how selfish or pathetic your potential partner could be when he or she really stated down his or her wishlist in stark honesty. This usually only happens after years of staying together. For some stupid social or mating reasons, we simply do not reveal our true desires when we&#39;re single and desperate. Making us all the more deceptive.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p dir=&quot;ltr&quot;&gt;Let&#39;s try these sample answers and see if it shocks you.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p dir=&quot;ltr&quot;&gt;I, Laura (put your name here) expects my partner to be: (now list with brutal honesty like nobody&#39;s ever gonna have this list in their hands)&lt;br&gt;
1. A partner who loves to take nice pictures of me as this assures me that he still finds me attractive and worthy of his effort, time and resources.&lt;br&gt;
2. He could be a gentleman to others during social events in my presence but always proud to introduce me as his partner in these events. Occasionally I must admit that I secretly love the idea that he behaves like a badass to other bitches but a darling to me and only me. Ah so much of idol series poisoning.&lt;br&gt;
3. He should be occasionally willing to spoil me with my desires not by splurging as I believe I am not an extravagant-bitch but the sincere thought of splurging for me to please me alone makes me wanna own him and fuck him anywhere at that instant! Money and the confidence to own me is something fucking sexy at least to me I don&#39;t know why. Perhaps I do feel insecure or afraid not being wanted deep down.&lt;br&gt;
4. I honestly don&#39;t think I expect him to do housechores or organize a decent dwelling with me but maybe sometimes I might &#39;instruct&#39; out of overlooked misbehavior because of a tired long day or taking for granted his constant presence and obedience.&lt;br&gt;
5. Occasional hands-on work to fix the pipes, exhaust, engines or machinery I must admit is always sexy. Those dirt, the sweats, the drying stench of boy-man vanity with no qualms and zero complaints but self-assured satisfaction from a good work done is such a natural scene to adore. Oh I could ride him all afternoon for that matter to please him whole. He&#39;s my man, my one-and-only who could work those private gears.&lt;br&gt;
6. How could you not love a man who knows how to take care of himself and make you proud to tell the world of him being your other half? Yes I mean a well taken-cared of look, attire and body, I&#39;m sorry I&#39;m a bitch who silently expect these personal brand qualities one I approve of. Who doesn&#39;t hope she or he gets a command of private army if she or he thinks she or he has the market to choose from? Ha a self-delusional bitch indeed.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p dir=&quot;ltr&quot;&gt;What about what I, Laura (this is where you put your name) believe I can be as a partner:&lt;br&gt;
1. I can help to maintain our dwelling in order based on my schedule, my priorities and my standards. I really don&#39;t mind compromising to your standards provided you know how to sweet-talk me into thinking it&#39;s my idea and you occasionally, and by occasionally I actually do mean always allow me the flexibility to fickle or flirt my way to excuse myself sometimes from your almighty standards. Love is the key to such impossible endearments I seem to expect of you. Oh I forgot this is my part of commitment, HE-HE. Not funny but you&#39;re expected to find this adorable.&lt;br&gt;
2. I will work my way up professionally to mutually support each other financially and socially but I do expect your relentless support to be on my side when you realize I made abrupt decisions that only your love could accommodate.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;
3. I can role play to your liking when I&#39;m in the mood to please you when you make me feel like you&#39;re the man I adore and would enslave for a night. That probably means I expect you to be able to role play too.&lt;br&gt;
4. I can submit my desires under your command if you could drive me to madly adore you. Don&#39;t be a bulldog and expect me to worship your balls when I&#39;m turned off, lethargic or could hardly be impressed.&lt;br&gt;
5. I will not have anyone more important than you. But work and profession might come before you occasionally since you do not finance my lifestyle and survival privileges. That said, I do sometimes fantasize you dropping your doggy-bone, your hardcore games, porn or even work, FOR ME, especially fantasizing that you excused yourself halfway through an important meeting to wank for me, with personal satisfaction, not forced. Yeah that&#39;s fantasy and the entertainment/ adult business is making fuckshit loads of money from this I could only watch with awe and dream salivating without you ever finding out.&lt;br&gt;
6. I could stay sanely strong to support you physically, financially, emotionally and spiritually to support your temporary sway of decisions in life even if big decisions it involves provided I am financially, socially and morally able and I&#39;m convinced that you will get back on track. I don&#39;t believe in committing to a my-fantasy-turned-moron I&#39;m sorry. I believe I have to and will continually work very hard to stay in demand and that means I do have better options if you so decide to convince me so.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p dir=&quot;ltr&quot;&gt;Now, turn the table and read your expectations from the other side. Think again and reinvent yourself to be more moderate and promising. Don&#39;t be the bitch that everyone despises. Be the angel everyone adores but only Cupid gets to keep and own.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p dir=&quot;ltr&quot;&gt;Hope this post is enlightening to you. Goodnight.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p dir=&quot;ltr&quot;&gt;Because that&#39;s the only time you are clear about what you want in life.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p dir=&quot;ltr&quot;&gt;The only time you&#39;re not demanding something of yourself or of the ones your life is intertwined with. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p dir=&quot;ltr&quot;&gt;The only time you realize you&#39;re mortal too and that sleeping or resting is the best thing ever you could and want to get.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p dir=&quot;ltr&quot;&gt;The only time I could really say I&#39;m useful around you, just to keep you secured so you know you&#39;ll wake up to see familiar things and people around you.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p dir=&quot;ltr&quot;&gt;The only time I feel really peaceful with no need to work myself up to make sure you still love me.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p dir=&quot;ltr&quot;&gt;Anonymous&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p dir=&quot;ltr&quot;&gt;Let&#39;s take an impartial analysis of below creative devil&#39;s thought process.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p dir=&quot;ltr&quot;&gt;&quot;I&#39;m not in objection with management&#39;s no-nonsense style of management. But I need management to understand that extremely creative people relies predominantly on the inner wild child&#39;s feelings, fantasies and tantrums that are generally not easily explainable or even expressable by clear logic and science. If it could be, you don&#39;t need an artist&#39;s impression to complement a scientist&#39;s creation for commercial market. You could have predicted the entire future with purely science and statistical modeling without fiction and dreams. The very reason philosophy exist is to complement science through a reverse engineering model. If only humans relied on science to predict the possibility of magic, necromancy or witchcraft, we wouldn&#39;t have gotten the privilege of being awed by magicians and controversially saved by spirits or even gods. I don&#39;t expect management to understand the wild child that&#39;s hiding inside me because neither could I figure what he is up to next. But for me to actively engage him, I would need the confidence that management could take the possibility of watching the wild child run naked amok the office painting smiles and soberness on strange faces and yet not insult his immaturity and wicked emotional self but give him some patient and neutral assessment, slightly more than fair leeway is perhaps necessary. I need to trust that management could contain the collateral damage I could potentially cause less to others but more so to my own intellectual and professional self. Creative people with a heart for others sometimes cause so much unintended harm to themselves not on their physical bodies but to their inner self-regard. They could have a gut vision that is so unworldly nobody will ever understand until a decade later that science could hardly catch up not because science is behind arts but because it is so rare to find an Artist who can embody both a Scientist and a Linguist. If you are lucky enough to get a real artist who has a logical scientist in him but fails to convey his logic in clearly audible or interpretable words, you risk missing the points that connect the potentially gamechanging creations of tomorrow. Scientists might take another 10 years to backward engineer the logic that connects his futuristic thoughts to the times before because no proper understanding of his ideas was easily documented for research. This is all the more stronger the reason you should understand how delicate it is to handle creative talents.&quot;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p dir=&quot;ltr&quot;&gt;Does it make sense?&lt;br&gt;
Could you figure an example in your own life?&lt;br&gt;
Is there a way to turn all hates into absolute love? &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p dir=&quot;ltr&quot;&gt;I don&#39;t know if the answer to the last one is possible but I hope someday I&#39;ll have the answer myself.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p dir=&quot;ltr&quot;&gt;However one thing for sure, you can love and hate one same person crazily at the same time. Let&#39;s look at below 2 examples.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p dir=&quot;ltr&quot;&gt;Case 1:&lt;br&gt;
Judy loves her dad so much she&#39;s always trying so &quot;neckbreaking&quot; hard just to get his approval and to be recognized that she&#39;s capable. Any rational person who worked with her before would know how great she is a worker but it&#39;s never enough for her because her dad would never recognize it in front of her. At the same time, Judy could hate her father so much for causing so much pain to her mother. All mother wanted was to see them reconcile and come together more often enjoying simple family moments with cheers and laughters. Sometimes she could see herself in her mind&#39;s eye, almost screaming at the top of her lungs across the roads at him, &quot;why can&#39;t you fucking smile and drop your damn ego! Mummy&#39;s already 60 and how many more years could you watch her in misery??!!&quot;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p dir=&quot;ltr&quot;&gt;Case 2:&lt;br&gt;
Arthur really disapproves his manager&#39;s way of treating her staffs like androids with nothing more than a result machine. She never gives in to their emotions eventhough she does at times compliment them when they did exceed her expectations. But other than that, she expects no pouring of emotions at work. For her, you are an adult and you should behave like one with strict conduct of professionalism. Any energy wasted on emotions are signs of weakness and failure to uphold your title earned. As much as Arthur hated his manager for taking his loyal staff for granted, he loved her dearly for the miraculous profits she made possible to his empire. He could literally smooch her whole face, all the way down lick her shits because nobody ever could make this kind of profits she made him. He could now go traveling around the world with not a single bit of worry about his pockets for the rest of his life.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p dir=&quot;ltr&quot;&gt;So much for loving and hating someone at the same time. Let&#39;s just say it&#39;s always a trade off. People don&#39;t explicitly say it because it makes them look ugly. But truth be known, people are all selfish. Even a lovable person is selfish because he is motivated by the intrinsic reward of being loved by many instead of one. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p dir=&quot;ltr&quot;&gt;What can you do about this?&lt;br&gt;
Is there an absolute solution?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p dir=&quot;ltr&quot;&gt;No. Accept that life ain&#39;t perfect. Nobody&#39;s flawless.&lt;br&gt;
Sometimes we are seriously blinded to our obvious flaws even our direct subordinates can see so clearly. And who are we to tell others off?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p dir=&quot;ltr&quot;&gt;Ego. Righteousness. The pursuit of excellence, happiness, or even enlightenment. Whatever you name it. There&#39;s always a hidden cost and trade off someone somewhere if not something has to bare where you don&#39;t see it.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p dir=&quot;ltr&quot;&gt;Do not be so certain that you are absolutely right. Exercise caution and moderation if your aim in life is to master wisdom.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p dir=&quot;ltr&quot;&gt;Special thanks to my teacher Patrick Khoo for reminding me there&#39;s no absolute in characters, Discretion and Patience are 2 virtues I need to learn. &lt;/p&gt;
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Officer -&amp;gt; Jr Exec -&amp;gt; Sr Exec -&amp;gt; Assistant Manager -&amp;gt; Manager -&amp;gt; Sr Manager/ VP/ COO/ Directors -&amp;gt; CEO/ President/ GM -&amp;gt; Board of Directors.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p dir=&quot;ltr&quot;&gt;Tomorrow&#39;s Hierarcy:&lt;br&gt;
People + Team Leaders + People of Influence - reports to Independent Management Board or Governance Team to collectively impact bottom line.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p dir=&quot;ltr&quot;&gt;You will not be able to hire competent freshmen or graduates with strong heart if you fail to see that hierarchy no longer matters in the future.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p dir=&quot;ltr&quot;&gt;Do advise if you disagree. All ears. I&#39;m here to learn from you. &lt;br&gt;
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&quot;I&#39;d proven you wrong, many times, but I couldn&#39;t say it. Because you are at a position of power, ever assertive with no respect for the perceived lesser halves.&quot; - the making of the corrupt, the perceived elite, the chauvinist, the gangsters, the self-serving kings, the delusional bosses.&lt;/div&gt;
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The world is sick, because good people are weak, and bad people are strong. Majority lacks will, and the minority good fears trouble. And worse yet, it is so fucking easy and cool to turn rogue.&lt;/div&gt;
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But it&#39;s not right to throw an egoistic queen off her throne even when she&#39;s the last emperor anyone wishes to serve. What a dilemma.&lt;/div&gt;
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Fear induced education is immoral, an easy way out, and downright incompetence at play. &lt;/div&gt;
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If today I allow fear to educate the young, tomorrow I will approve my leaders to be rogue. Enough said. What is education?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot;&gt;On a second note:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot;&gt;A healthy dose of fear does allow things or organizations to be organizable.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot;&gt;Looks like the extremist is still in me sometimes. Do remind me to try my best to stay neutral for life itself is never absolute.&lt;/div&gt;
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The previous post I composed sometime half a year ago was done soon after I passed my 28th birthday. I was not particularly proud of that post and I decided to withdraw it from publishing. It wasn&#39;t the best of my pourouts but nonetheless it was true from my heart and feelings. It was withdrawn because for some reasons the post served no purpose of making anybody&#39;s lives any better. It was mellow and suicidal. It was the first time in my life that I do not have any desire at all but to pick an end of my choice if I could. I figured it could be the best time to say goodbye when I have no more desires left to be fulfilled after endless disappointments over the purpose my life serves. I was bored and I didn&#39;t know why I should carry this weight with me at the age of 28 down a road that shows no real hopes of any kind. &lt;/div&gt;
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Today half a year down the road from that dreary state of emptiness, I am experiencing something different. I decided it might be time to share something worthwhile.&lt;/div&gt;
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If there&#39;s no way I could prove my tiny insignificant life to be worthy, I could not make any minor difference, I could at least tell you there could be a turning point in life if only you stay on with a little more patience. Give yourself at least 6 months.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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These are some of the reasons why I&#39;m still alive today. &lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;p dir=&quot;ltr&quot;&gt;What happens if this is it? A crash. Any regrets?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p dir=&quot;ltr&quot;&gt;Calm thought. Blank stare into the lights beneath me. I don&#39;t feel a thing. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p dir=&quot;ltr&quot;&gt;What&#39;s more scary about this whole thing was that, I wasn&#39;t depressed at all but too calm judging from the ways I knew myself.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p dir=&quot;ltr&quot;&gt;The fact is, I couldn&#39;t think of anything I look forward to. This last trip was a pleasant one and don&#39;t get me wrong I was happy and chirpy but full stop.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p dir=&quot;ltr&quot;&gt;I guess I came to realize the very sad fact that I&#39;m just a consumer and I too just wanted an easy life with abundance. There&#39;s really nothing worth fighting for and no enemies of power worth going against. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p dir=&quot;ltr&quot;&gt;It&#39;s just a cycle everybody goes through and it&#39;s good if you already experienced what made you happy, made you excited, occasionally fired up for a goal or two..&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p dir=&quot;ltr&quot;&gt;Really? Is that all to life? Working to keep yourself afloat so you can consume all the flattery and desires others tempt you with? &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p dir=&quot;ltr&quot;&gt;Haha.. I&#39;m tired.. Tired not because of another long day to work.. But another long day to pass. It is rather shocking to note my complete 180 degree change of attitude when that one little thing you call belief or vision or mission goes&amp;nbsp; bust. It&#39;s like finding your spouse cheating on you after a whole life serving with great enthusiasm. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p dir=&quot;ltr&quot;&gt;Really, am I just working for money? Should I? Will I? &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p dir=&quot;ltr&quot;&gt;Happy 28 birthday babe.. Perhaps it&#39;s just another one of those emo days I needed more retreats from people.. People who seem to be so clear of what they want in life. Full stop.&lt;/p&gt;
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Credits to Adam Leipzig&#39;s simple idea on How to Find Your Life Purpose in 5 Minutes, I now have a start at this quest for my very own life puzzle. In case if you have not heard of his 10 minute TedTalk, there is only 5 steps to his fantastic formula to your life puzzle. I think it is a quest for personal fulfillment and ultimately happiness for those who seem to be unhappy for unknown reasons, often the thinker species unfortunately. Try not to laugh at the apparently simple questions and search deeper to unveil your complicated feelings. It takes a lot of courage to say what you really feel without over thinking on what other people or the society might react to how you feel differently. It might take many more tries before you get a feel of how this exercise might impact the bottom line of your happiness.&lt;br /&gt;
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1. Who are you?&lt;br /&gt;
2. What do you do?&lt;br /&gt;
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3. Whom do you serve?&lt;br /&gt;
4. What do they want and need?&lt;br /&gt;
5. What is the result, or the change in them, as a result of what you do to and for them?&lt;br /&gt;
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Please take note that 60% or 3/5 of these questions revolved around other people while only 40% is about you. This explains why people who give and serve tends to be happier than the ones who take.&lt;br /&gt;
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Now to my personal quest:&lt;br /&gt;
1. Who am I?&lt;br /&gt;
I am Christopher Shee. Though I am not a big fan of the Shee clan primarily because I don&#39;t feel like I belonged there, I live with it. Christopher is not my preference of first name either. Much to my preference would probably be happy go lucky names like Bobby, Brady, Matty, Marky, Wei, etc. They are adorable names I tend to fall for.&lt;br /&gt;
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2. What do I do?&lt;br /&gt;
That&#39;s a big question if you were to ask me what is or was my career, or jobs.. But if I were to follow Leipzig&#39;s guide, &quot;what is the one thing right now you feel supremely confident to teach other people?&quot; I probably do not have any considering my short stint of works here and there in completely different industries. But what if I am at the starting path trying to pave this road? I suppose the next 3 answers might greatly assist in this? Come back to this question after the next 3 defining ones to chart my career move.&lt;br /&gt;
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3. Whom do I serve?&lt;br /&gt;
I serve my bosses?? Perhaps the people who contributed to my pay cheques either directly or indirectly?? The customers of my employers?? Even any and every living person whom I have interactions with at work?? Not a good sign after all. Cause I tend to lose my sense of identity further as I continue to please. To a point I quit any initiatives before I know it wasn&#39;t the job but my unwillingness to occasionally fuck a few faces &amp;nbsp;to get things done. What about whom I wish to serve? Would this make better sense after all? Maybe at the end of the day, if your career doesn&#39;t take the ideal of what you wish to define your life mission, it really is just a means to sustaining a living, to which serves the people you cared for. If that happens to be the case, I tend to think I enjoy serving the more deserving ones. I like to serve the ones who are less demanding and less assertive. Maybe it is because I hated people who thinks they are always right and impose upon others their rules and values. Even gods do not know everything. And as human beings, we are mirror image of gods whereby each and everyone of us carries a piece of the missing puzzle to make our collective living experience whole. If there is one thing I feel really good doing, it is to empower the less assured ones that they too have and know the necessary to live the life they secretly dream of, as long as it doesn&#39;t hurt others. Though it really is hard to define what hurts and to whom others should be limited to, or should it not? Otherwise we are basically making &#39;living a life you dream of&#39; impossible.&lt;br /&gt;
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4. What do they need or want?&lt;br /&gt;
Surprising enough I think the ultimate thing they wanted is just to be accepted and loved for who they are. No matter how crazy, how different, how inadequate, how unacceptable they are to the community they are born geopolitically or geophysically closed to. Again the big question lies in, what if they were born devils or maniacs in the common modern term? And who is it to define what is acceptable and what is not? To what extend do traditional moral and religious values determine the context of modern day living? I don&#39;t think any sane individualistic modern man or woman would believe that we live to serve one God, whoever that god is. If that constitutes sanity, I would perhaps choose my living icon to serve as god rather than a physically nonexistent and commonly shared god. If god does exist, would he or she be that selfish as to ask everyone to serve his mighty beliefs? If that is righteous, I would say it is godly for even the Qing Emperor of Chinese dynasty to conquer and conquest in order to &#39;unite&#39;. After all these unities are what supposedly better guarantee &#39;peace&#39; when both history and science have concluded that unity as one, or mechanical similarity or &#39;robotism&#39; is what minimizes fights and therefore promotes peace. The only problem is, we have lived through generations to learn that discovering your personal identity and what makes you different are what constitutes to your well being. Does the holy bible or Quran predict this to happen? And what is his mighty thoughts and forgiveness to insanity such as that of cannibals, be it the fleshy physical cannibals who perhaps preach Satan or the emotional cannibals who thrive a living at the expense of others in many a way in today&#39;s corporate climates.&lt;br /&gt;
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5. How do they change or transform, as a result of what you do for them?&lt;br /&gt;
Is this the big 21st century quest of changing people&#39;s lives or changing the world? Let&#39;s live with it. When I was a fresh grad, I probably would be naive enough to wish to change the world&#39;s view towards certain things. Come to think of it, we are the ones who change to fit into a tiny little community puzzle. To what end? Purposefully to serve our little selfish needs of being fulfilled and happy. As long as you could find a &#39;family&#39; you genuinely feel belonged, no matter how small or insignificant it is, you are the lucky ones who have completed this life puzzle of yours. Learn to live with the mosaic differences around us and celebrate the weirdest stories that fuse our ever thirsty underdeveloped brains. If you can be satisfied by virtual means, you are the lucky ones. Try not to impose your dreamy needs on others and expect them to come true in reality. Many a time it could be a devastating thing to the real world if everyone wanted something different to materialize. The world could end up disastrous accommodating to everyone&#39;s dreams turning into reality. All hail the mighty Internet god. Where all things virtual stays virtually real, in the hope it satisfies our crazily thirsty brains. Well back to the question of how my actions changed them? I have not done anything commercially quantifiable to mean anything to the people I cared. But I&#39;m proud to say, for those I really cared for and tried to please, I did make them happy. And I do hope I can entertain them feeling very much welcomed and appreciated in this life.&lt;br /&gt;
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With love,&lt;br /&gt;
Christopher Shee&lt;/div&gt;
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Before you know it, you started digging the hole again. Not knowing that you are preparing for your own burial. Thinking back, you have not found your identity. Like a human chameleon living to blend in and gain approval. There&#39;s no end to it if you realize. It is a sign of inferiority complex.

Remember, there&#39;s a very fine line between feeling sorry for a personal wrong doing and feeling sorry for simply being yourself.

Sometimes one&#39;s personal values built from years of upbringing under complex observations, learning and assimilation creates new sets of values completely different from that of most others. It creates some sort of actions and reactions based on instincts. Good or bad, right or wrong, it&#39;s probably not easy to judge. The public would probably choose general concensus as the basis. Question, since when was Albert Einstein perceived a genius? If only he waited so long to gain that approval to start embarking on his beliefs and values, he probably wouldn&#39;t have been the famous Albert Einstein we now know.

What if it is a matter of personal objection? What I did was deem shallow, selfish and pathetic simply because you expected otherwise the way I uphold my actions and behaviors. Foolish of me to feel sorry. As I held close to my heart that what I did hurts never intentionally to anyone I cared, not even to the ones I do not. Perhaps it hurts myself so deeply knowing it sickens you to know that I breathed the way you least expected. That I felt so sorry for being comfortable and happy being myself just because it sickens you to see me so not the way you envisioned. Not within your control. Not within the premise of your almighty mind, head, belief, emotional capacity.

Today I realized my emotions started going on a rough ride again. One so uncertain where the tide is carrying it to. To the point of breaking. 

I stared blank at random points feeling a gush of air in the head, witnessing the sober face of the boy once charming and certain of where his future lies..

I didn&#39;t realize depression is slowly reaching its shadows over my head. Until a friend told me I could probably look at the positive side.

I actually stood blank trying to feel the meaning of positive when so enveloped by the negative emotions of sober and void.

You wouldn&#39;t believe how strong and convicted negative emotions can create a great wall between an infected human with the rest of the world until you personally witnessed that.

A sudden message fell upon me.

Depression.

Negative emotions can spiral out of control if you do not interject it fast.

Then comes the teaching from my psychologist kicking into the logical mind.
1. Breathe in and out slowly and deeply.
2. Recognize that you are now feeling sad and negative.
3. Pause for a second and start thinking from the positive side.

There&#39;s nothing wrong with occasionally cheating yourself how beautiful life is. As a matter of fact, it is what you think that you actually attract and manifest into reality. 

I&#39;m not sure what I&#39;m writing here now. I just wanted to say to any of you out there who happens to stumble upon this blog feeling insecure of your identity or social stature. Life probably isn&#39;t as gloomy or sad as you think it is. It is the frame of your current sober mind that builds this void and resistance against all illuminations.

Take a break, pamper yourself with some candies, acts of love, kindness or allow yourself a room for expression and there it goes, bad times will fall just right through the sandglass before you even knew it.&lt;br /&gt;
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The world is filled with lots of beautiful people and sexy people..

Some of which are simply beautiful inside out and outside in but not a single split thought of sex crossed your mind..

Whereas at the other end of the spectrum comes those who draw your attention solely to their engines..
As if they are born to make babies or to test your determination to stay unwaivered and purified..

Sometimes you wonder if you can ever get the best of both worlds and make so much love and so many babies you can topple the world with the passion and libido not even the mighty gods can behold..

Then comes the truth.

You look yourself upclose in the mirror and realized you&#39;re probably not made to receive those demonic angels.

Then comes the crossroads..
After wishing earnestly at birthdays over birthdays..
You found someone.

Somebody you couldn&#39;t complain over as the person is somewhat exactly what you&#39;d asked for.

Beautiful like a child with little to no realistic desires.
Sexed up like a pair of jeans tucked tight at bubble cheeks of demonic butts.

Only to find that such overwhelming gift overthrows you at awe putting you at such disbelief you suddenly run out of words, wisdom, rationale and confidence.

You practically running into flames of lights knowing it could burn you at any random point where you lose conscious control of yourself, body and mind.

So what is love?
And what is sex?

What is love without sex?
What is sex without love?

How much love is enough love?
How much sex is enough sex?

Is there ever a real measure?

Can you even tell if it is for real or for lust?
Knowing that at every wake it mystifies you at the grey zone.
Caught you like a herbivor laying teeth and tongue on meat and flesh.

Babe.. What is love? What is sex?
Will it ruin my ambition to create destiny for the people I love with the big heart not meant for you and I?

I wish you know how much I love you the way I love fighting for a dream that nobody dares hold real faith to.

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It didn&#39;t matter how simple, or little effort was put in. 

Least to say the pride and ego of the man itself.

But what mattered is, he did believe in the dream he proposed.

And that belief itself weighs more than any prizes, cash incentives, his ego, his pride, or even his bread; it is that which puts a man on fire to lit the oceans on flames.&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvisionsmyideals.blogspot.com/feeds/4617249389001259132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/6441278827548449369/4617249389001259132?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6441278827548449369/posts/default/4617249389001259132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6441278827548449369/posts/default/4617249389001259132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvisionsmyideals.blogspot.com/2012/05/humbled.html' title='Humbled'/><author><name>chrisshee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16786637338986459289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNbB9tucgX_vWEgODcJgHTGIHaAHQt--3ePeCzH7qCqKaBNcjSWpqGeTlINpu1b_T3wB7NsXtWoSElCA-qItJBNTJVS8_sbA9ax2SNhd5AC_Bntr1g8vY7vd5ykvaWIA/s1600/67455_447391701743_731981743_5984164_7305753_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOars53VCiyVpGIsBlOFJyqLnSy919I26TpGvcX3TXaNP6Ye0j0UloM3ygHWHeZ7tNK6ZRmLIn-YN-sRwzt_7FocY_1NGU5DxuhlARSPNvtwD-K77sBRsutjQTSp55lBrqegUkjwB2pB0/s72-c/humbled.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6441278827548449369.post-4703449467394610175</id><published>2012-05-17T13:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-05-17T13:07:05.615+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life At Point Blank</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
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I just realized it is not about the search for constant breakthroughs..&lt;/div&gt;
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It is the search for a comfortable place that i belong..&lt;/div&gt;
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A place where i know my presence matter and will never be threatened to exile..&lt;/div&gt;
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Where learning is encouraged as much as contributions is welcomed and appreciated..&lt;/div&gt;
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It is sad to see change and how change planted the seeds of fear in people..&lt;/div&gt;
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You can practically feel like crying out of nowhere and do not know why..&lt;/div&gt;
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It is just a feeling gathered from all the unknown sensories..&lt;/div&gt;
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And you needed your analytical mind to start dissecting your emotions into finer parts of roots and implications..&lt;/div&gt;
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I feel sad that it is a part of life that we have to go through judgments and subjective assessments and interviews to find a place we can comfortably and perhaps proudly call home..&lt;/div&gt;
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Perhaps the very reason why people say work can never be a real passion..&lt;/div&gt;
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Can i ever fall in love with a real job? A real person? A real cause?&lt;/div&gt;
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Random&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvisionsmyideals.blogspot.com/feeds/4703449467394610175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/6441278827548449369/4703449467394610175?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6441278827548449369/posts/default/4703449467394610175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6441278827548449369/posts/default/4703449467394610175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvisionsmyideals.blogspot.com/2012/05/life-at-point-blank.html' title='Life At Point Blank'/><author><name>chrisshee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16786637338986459289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNbB9tucgX_vWEgODcJgHTGIHaAHQt--3ePeCzH7qCqKaBNcjSWpqGeTlINpu1b_T3wB7NsXtWoSElCA-qItJBNTJVS8_sbA9ax2SNhd5AC_Bntr1g8vY7vd5ykvaWIA/s1600/67455_447391701743_731981743_5984164_7305753_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDtt88_2uG7Z7Uejl_zBPUG9hjb8Qt5DzS4koyt7NlBkqEsNKtGf7uwwRbw5hmaOy_RbCTBzS3O8XTZ2E8_0tec-MzZkCBBD_1cOdjoQjmQbycy63u4hLL09uFCNAuk2RZqMmdHhtQBoA/s72-c/guess+what%27s+behind+the+blank+page.png" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6441278827548449369.post-8958757145154455338</id><published>2012-05-03T19:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-05-03T19:03:07.092+08:00</updated><title type='text'>10 Approaches to Thinking Out of The Box</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
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Do you believe there is an approach to thinking out of the box and come up with crazy whacko ideas?&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;I don&#39;t know but i would generally consider these approaches valid for me:&lt;br /&gt;
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1. Problems -&amp;gt; Solutions.&lt;br /&gt;2. Ideal answers -&amp;gt; Problems.&lt;br /&gt;3. Critic Current Solutions.&lt;br /&gt;4. RACI Project Deliverables: Responsible, Accountable, Consult and Inform.&lt;br /&gt;5. Zoom into Details.&lt;br /&gt;6. Zoom out to Industry-wide Phenomenon.&lt;br /&gt;7. Horizontal Integration.&lt;br /&gt;8. Vertical Integration.&lt;br /&gt;9. Any Possible Links.&lt;br /&gt;10. Think Like The New Guy In Town.&lt;br /&gt;
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What do you think? =)&lt;br /&gt;
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i&#39;m not a typical extrovert leader or achiever who follows the trends and enjoys being in the company of top and influential people. every organization needs a well blend of different types of talents.&lt;br /&gt;
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i work well with people as an introvert who consistently question myself on strategies and tasks employed by business units, managers, leaders and organizations. i study the underlying factors that cause change and cause policy implementations. i get positive management attention before my will to influence and speak out. &lt;br /&gt;
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what is my biggest achievement? i prioritize on people first, standards second, and procedures last. i care and i follow my humane instincts rather than merely follow the leaders and preach the latest developments. &lt;br /&gt;
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i question authorities and fight for the people who are crying out to be listened to who unfortunately failed to get the attention and support they need in an era that focuses on big brands, huge events, top guns, and every other &quot;priorities&quot; you can name.&lt;br /&gt;
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i might have been rolling into very different areas in many different companies over the short 3 years after graduation. but i have never failed to be someone who is loyal to my belief in human potential and loyal to contribute and support my former employers in areas they need my humble assistance or support. i left not because of better salary or better exposure. i left because i believe there are better candidates who can do a better job than me in those positions and that those are not my forte, not something i believe i am meant to explore during my lifetime, to study my real potential and to find the best way to exploit what my little gifts of talent can best be utilized in the community.&lt;br /&gt;
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last but not least, i&#39;m still a student in this uncertain society. and i am desperately seeking for a mentor who can exploit my natural talents (if you believe i have) and make me feel useful as a person.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;i am just an ordinary joe next door who somehow has a stronger conviction to excel.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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i begin to wonder what it is all about..&lt;br /&gt;
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that if i have set foot on the right path to get me to the place i set my goal on..&lt;br /&gt;
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i seriously do not know if it is the path that i should be taking..&lt;br /&gt;
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but i sense discomfort in my new nest..&lt;br /&gt;
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just intuitive..&lt;br /&gt;
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nothing solid to justify my doubts..&lt;br /&gt;
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i was sold the idea of visionary and hopes..&lt;br /&gt;
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or at least i conveniently sold myself a lie to comfort myself that it is for the better..&lt;br /&gt;
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for better or for worse?&lt;br /&gt;
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is it too premature to tell..&lt;br /&gt;
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afterall my kpi was not yet listed and itemized..&lt;br /&gt;
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however today&#39;s discussion draws a vague picture of mismatch between expectations of the superior and the one reporting..&lt;br /&gt;
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there were no arguments..&lt;br /&gt;
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there were no clear disapprovals..&lt;br /&gt;
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no dissatisfaction of any certain degree..&lt;br /&gt;
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but a stint of weary..&lt;br /&gt;
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i couldn&#39;t rationalize the discomfort..&lt;br /&gt;
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i just felt it.&lt;br /&gt;
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in a rather certain manner..&lt;br /&gt;
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that there wasn&#39;t a conscientious agreement.&lt;br /&gt;
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that i was just a pawn purchasing a false hope of excitement&lt;br /&gt;
..&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;change&lt;/b&gt; is education.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;change&lt;/b&gt; is vital and drastic movement.&lt;br /&gt;
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and yet &lt;b&gt;change&lt;/b&gt; is resistance in itself.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;change&lt;/b&gt; is terror and horror in the face of reality.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;change &lt;/b&gt;causes turbulence.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;change&lt;/b&gt; disturbs harmony.&lt;br /&gt;
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on the one end we strive to excel and command leadership.&lt;br /&gt;
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on the other we fear the lost of temporary stewardship, the lost of stability, and the lost of consensus.&lt;br /&gt;
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as if &lt;i&gt;to believe is to disbelieve.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;to change is in itself to resist change. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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why is it so hard to accept a different approach all together?&lt;br /&gt;
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it doesn&#39;t matter seriously..&lt;br /&gt;
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it started making me wonder &lt;b&gt;what&#39;s in it for me..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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does it get me closer to you or further away from you..&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;does success breed serenity or peace of mind to live the life you have always wanted?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;or strip you away of your fundamental rights to peace and comfort?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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yes indeed&lt;b&gt; we live not just for comfort but for purpose.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;for faith, for belief, for the joy of fulfilling our destined potential..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;there is nothing more fulfilling than seeing what you are capable of giving to mankind materializing before your eyes.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;but it is one that you believe solely on your own..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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occasionally in the journey you met 1 or 2 who shares consistent patterns of thoughts and faith in you..&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
but more than ever you met people who contest to your subsistence..&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
i really do not know what am i bragging now..&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
but i know i am not here to prove anything or to cause any turbulence that disrupt or threaten harmony to anyone..&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
afterall my purpose is to seek approval of me as someone likeable rather than competitive..&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
the journey of career often takes one into a position of command, respect and competence..&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
it is not my goal to get there..&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;i learned that i am a dreamer..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
for as many or little dreamers you can run into in your life..&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;there is less than a handful that can stir the minds of others..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
i can live in attempt to perfect all the weaknesses and uncomfortable shortcomings that come with me..&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
but it does not fulfill my short passage in this lifetime..&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
to understand and feel this tells me 1 simple conclusion..&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;t&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;hat i am here a dreamer, destined to be making a living as a dreamer..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;building dreams to the ones destined to implement dreams made-to-believe to them.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
and i shall &lt;b&gt;focus on building instinctive dreams..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
no matter how lunatic, how stupid, or how naive they may seem..&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;it is who i am and what i stand for..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;i sell dreams for a living.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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what stands in the way of a dream seller is merely an obstacle to surpass with stronger conviction.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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Flying amidst the ocean of strange new individuals..&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Sensing some lost of confidence..&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Inconsistencies of thought patterns..&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Too many variables..&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Too many unknowns..&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Too many distractions..&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Too little focus..&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Plus unwanted or uncertain commitments..&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Fears of failures and rejections..&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
It all couples up to make an occasionally soulless individual..&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The ticking of the braincells in connecting the fast blinking dots.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Where am i heading?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Are you moving closer or further away from me?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
What is destiny?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Who is destiny?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Is that you?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Why are you not looking? &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I feel lost, amidst an ocean floor of people who seem certain of who they are, what they want, how they play, where they are heading, when they act..&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The only question that seem missing from the floor..&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
WHY?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The brain continues ticking, at 100 miles per second..&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Finding random dots to link..&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
It knows nothing about what it searches..&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
But it knows it is forever searching for the next WHY, the next HOW, and the next WHAT..&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Will i get there eventually?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Closer to the goal that means everything to my existence?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
It probably is not the what, but the who, not the where, but the when, not the how, but the which..&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Do you even feel what i feel?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Haha..&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Perhaps it&#39;s a mind game.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I see you in the ocean of millions..&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
For unknown reasons you caught my attention and you turned my head..&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I wish i have the ability to capture the sight of you from every angle, for every moment, like Sony Cybershot, and keeping it fresh in the storage of my mind..&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
So i know when to play with the pictures to peace my mind..&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
To convince myself i am not alone..&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Sadly you do not sense my presence..&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
For the only red ant among the black armies..&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I wonder if you are color-blind..&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Or you are another red ant camouflaging in black..&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Or can i recruit you into my red band?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Of guilt..&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Of pain..&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Of uncertainty..&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Of disapproval..&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Of singleness..&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You lit up my eyes when tiredness was the only thing in my thought..&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
No words are required..&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
But feelings..&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
No analysis for the moment.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
No dissection of thought patterns required at that instant..&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Just you, and me, sitting side by side, feeling the breeze, sensing the dry season in peace.&lt;br /&gt;
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Signing off with Love,&lt;br /&gt;
My Visions My Ideals.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvisionsmyideals.blogspot.com/feeds/6042084898811101012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/6441278827548449369/6042084898811101012?isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6441278827548449369/posts/default/6042084898811101012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6441278827548449369/posts/default/6042084898811101012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvisionsmyideals.blogspot.com/2012/02/mind-game-search.html' title='The Mind Game - The Search'/><author><name>chrisshee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16786637338986459289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNbB9tucgX_vWEgODcJgHTGIHaAHQt--3ePeCzH7qCqKaBNcjSWpqGeTlINpu1b_T3wB7NsXtWoSElCA-qItJBNTJVS8_sbA9ax2SNhd5AC_Bntr1g8vY7vd5ykvaWIA/s1600/67455_447391701743_731981743_5984164_7305753_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2154/3528016855_5b63e75751_t.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6441278827548449369.post-7668291941756647345</id><published>2012-01-18T10:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T11:04:37.124+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Parent-Child Moment</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;Creativity + Imagination + Education + Growth + Your Very Own Parent-Child Experience&lt;br /&gt;
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Inspired by a Local-bred Creative and Innovative Guru cum Father Uncle Bugs and a Writer cum Mother Elaine Dong, I see an idea of Parent-Child Relationship Made Simple. And most of all, resource-efficient, for both time and money, and it definitely serves the purpose of education and creativity encouragement as well as cultivation of meaningful parent-child relationship.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Today’s parents are so tied up in terms of quality time and faced with insurmountable challenges on how to raise their children to be competitive and independent, giving room to so many early childhood development programs that spring up like mushrooms in Singapore and Malaysia, and of course the world around. &lt;b&gt;The question is, are we really so inapt in bringing up our own toddlers and teens that we have to assign the entire responsibility to professional coaches and educators? Rendering ourselves irrelevant to our children as they grow slowly out of our influences?&lt;/b&gt; The modern day upbringing dilemma – &lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;who’s your biggest hero and &lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-large;&quot;&gt;why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Gaga? Bieber? Jolie? Anybody on the papers but not my parents, coz they were never there when I really needed them, they don’t understand me!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Whose fault is that? Was it not our inability to create a meaningful experience with them even with incredibly limited time available? No excuses. &lt;b&gt;It doesn’t take more than 1 hour a week for you to create an experience worth decades to come &lt;/b&gt;if you put your mind and heart into tailor-making a unique experience for your very own child. And it means more than the paychecks you are about to take in a year to come, even up to a decade to come, depending on &lt;b&gt;how you value a relationship or the &lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;unquantifiable value of love&lt;/span&gt; when you really need them&lt;/b&gt; (PS: Look down 30 years from now when your professional life no longer gives you satisfaction of any kind, who do you need most then? A child who pays for homecare fees or a child who spends that meaningful 1 hour a week chat with you to share about his moments in life?).&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Anyway, back to the idea.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Take a short 1 committed hour to engage your child with these activities:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
1. If he or she is of &lt;b&gt;3 year of age to 9&lt;/b&gt;: &lt;b&gt;build a story book with him&lt;/b&gt; or her. It can be &lt;b&gt;as simple as a 4 page cardboard&lt;/b&gt; you cut out with him or her at his or her favorite shapes to write, draft or draw his or her stories. Be it imaginative or real. And start encouraging his or her creativity and thinking process by &lt;b&gt;suggesting the key questions what, who, where, when, which and most importantly, &lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-large;&quot;&gt;WHY?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; Trust me, you’ll love it. It might even tickle your funny bones seeing how adorable or insanely irrational the stories could be. Perhaps telling you what being a father or mother is such a fun thing to attempt in life. And in case if you started figuring your child has a demonic imagination or darker side of his stories, wouldn’t it be better you know it earlier than later and try by not being judgmental, &lt;b&gt;slowly encouraging more &lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;positively vibes&lt;/span&gt; into his stories and the future you are about to paint with him. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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2. If he is of &lt;b&gt;10 years or above up to any teenage years or young adults&lt;/b&gt; (depending on his &lt;b&gt;rational thinking progress&lt;/b&gt;): teach him or her that &lt;b&gt;life is not a bed of roses and we are here to solve problems, of big and small.&lt;/b&gt; And those are &lt;b&gt;golden opportunities&lt;/b&gt; in life. Encourage him or her to &lt;b&gt;think outside the box and look for wants and desires and &lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;build answers, solutions or even product concepts&lt;/span&gt; around them&lt;/b&gt;. Remember, &lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;the key is resource constraints&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Understand that life is like a limited resource pool with loads of demands by every individual, and &lt;b&gt;the ones who are able to fill those gaps are the ones who can demand for the most handsome rewards and resources&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Enough for today. Hopefully you get inspired today just as much as I got inspired by these 2 “Creators”.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Love today like there’s no tomorrow to love.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Signed off by your very own, &lt;br /&gt;
Christopher Shee (who craves inspiration and ideas) &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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The quest has never ended.&lt;br /&gt;
You continue pondering and searching.&lt;br /&gt;
Questioning, theorizing and testing.&lt;br /&gt;
What exactly are you looking for?&lt;br /&gt;
What is the missing piece?&lt;br /&gt;
What is the craving?&lt;br /&gt;
What is the real desire?&lt;br /&gt;
What is the true need?&lt;br /&gt;
What is the you sleeping inside the physical you?&lt;br /&gt;
What is he trying to tell you?&lt;br /&gt;
There is a conflict of interest.&lt;br /&gt;
There is a huge conflict of rationale and emotional desire.&lt;br /&gt;
While the brain is active and trying hard to prove his dominance over actions of the body and emotions of the soul, it failed to understand the very fact that it acts upon emotional appeal fundamentally speaking.&lt;br /&gt;
It is the instinctive gut feeling and emotional desire or appeal that gets the rationale of the brain to defend and falsify judgments and reasoning to decisions. It is not the brain that ultimately dictates his actions.&lt;br /&gt;
Rationale is perhaps overrated. &lt;br /&gt;
This is the age of psychology.&lt;br /&gt;
Where almost every research and statistic is vying to point towards how irrational one behaves.&lt;br /&gt;
Contradictory to all factual and rational modules, humans fail to act wisely at least as accordance to logical rationale.&lt;br /&gt;
So what is my point?&lt;br /&gt;
Look at yourself closely in the mirror. &lt;br /&gt;
Can you tell the fights you are having between your emotional actions and your rational actions?&lt;br /&gt;
Day in day out are you not acting in a way you are expected to in order to be approved and desirable so as to fit in and be appreciated and loved, perhaps in an artificial manner, the way you are expected to.&lt;br /&gt;
But deep down there is a sense of misbelonging.&lt;br /&gt;
Disassociation.&lt;br /&gt;
Something simply does not make sense but rationally there wasn’t a piece suggesting otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;
It was merely an intuitive feeling that the missing piece is the vital piece.&lt;br /&gt;
We speak and act as though intellect, achievement milestones and proving that we are undeniably the best will get us what we ultimately desire.&lt;br /&gt;
While on the other hand ignore the unstable emotional hints the body and soul is trying to signal to us.&lt;br /&gt;
We know that when caught unguarded, we act emotionally. Just the way we shop for things that we simply love based on physical appeal, the way we turn back to stare again at something visually stunning, the way we crave for bizarre stories even if there is no truth supporting it, etc.&lt;br /&gt;
So what is the point again.&lt;br /&gt;
We missed the very fact that we crave for just that little bit more of love and attention for the who we are, not the what we have achieved or capable of delivering!&lt;br /&gt;
 But the sad fact is we got them so mixed up!&lt;br /&gt;
Either because we got so frustrated we decided to follow the general wisdom of fighting for pride and recognition which will naturally lead to rewards and then what we deserve.&lt;br /&gt;
Or we just want to blindsight ourselves to not reach the point of breaking with lost hopes and lost desires, lost significance and self-pity thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;
So what is the answer?&lt;br /&gt;
Do we not crave to be a simple magnetic product that appeals so irrationally to people we want so they act instinctively gravitating towards us without us having to do much brain work or physical work and still helpless with the results we wanted?&lt;br /&gt;
Confused?&lt;br /&gt;
Don’t get the point?&lt;br /&gt;
Perhaps in a certain hidden corner of our subconscious, we rather be the dump blonde or the dumb bimbo who turn heads and stir desires than to be the smart Harvard analyst who knows how everything works or the rich sugar daddy or rich sugar mummy who gets to splash the cash just to have our hands on anything we could ever dream for. &lt;br /&gt;
It is still as hollow as ever when you give in to the deep emotional lust you have hiding in that private little spot you lock up for who-knows-what.&lt;br /&gt;
We ain’t no perfect creature. We are humans. We have flaws and we crave for the wrong things or the right things for the wrong reasons. Take a silent moment to ourselves and reflect upon those values we set so rigidly to deny our rights to crave like a beast for blood, wins and sex. &lt;br /&gt;
Where do we stand as the king of all beasts?&lt;br /&gt;
What is the right balance of actions and freedom to take?&lt;br /&gt;
At what costs and stakes?&lt;br /&gt;
To what end?&lt;br /&gt;
For what will?&lt;br /&gt;
For love and our addiction to what we crave in silence.&lt;br /&gt;
I wish for public census in silence that we understand, we feel, we share and we accommodate.&lt;br /&gt;
Love, the big word for a tiny planet we call mother earth.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvisionsmyideals.blogspot.com/feeds/2347692368416153194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/6441278827548449369/2347692368416153194?isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6441278827548449369/posts/default/2347692368416153194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6441278827548449369/posts/default/2347692368416153194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvisionsmyideals.blogspot.com/2012/01/answer.html' title='The Answer'/><author><name>chrisshee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16786637338986459289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNbB9tucgX_vWEgODcJgHTGIHaAHQt--3ePeCzH7qCqKaBNcjSWpqGeTlINpu1b_T3wB7NsXtWoSElCA-qItJBNTJVS8_sbA9ax2SNhd5AC_Bntr1g8vY7vd5ykvaWIA/s1600/67455_447391701743_731981743_5984164_7305753_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6441278827548449369.post-114846576971061298</id><published>2011-10-02T15:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-02T15:11:36.345+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Emptiness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://lorongsetia8.files.wordpress.com/2007/12/emptiness.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;360&quot; width=&quot;298&quot; src=&quot;http://lorongsetia8.files.wordpress.com/2007/12/emptiness.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Like a terrified child running with no clear directions..&lt;br /&gt;
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Occasionally looking back to make sure it is not following him..&lt;br /&gt;
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Unable to name the fear..&lt;br /&gt;
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It feels empty and completely void..&lt;br /&gt;
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And it grows..&lt;br /&gt;
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From heart to mind, to existence and then to the air he breathes..&lt;br /&gt;
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The food he eats, the places he go, the people he meets..&lt;br /&gt;
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What is this emptiness all about?&lt;br /&gt;
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No matter where he runs, what he does, it comes chasing after him..&lt;br /&gt;
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And it begins to manifest in his work, responsibilities, relationships and everyday life..&lt;br /&gt;
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It numbs his senses..&lt;br /&gt;
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Everythings looks, tastes, feels, proves the same..&lt;br /&gt;
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And the mind kept attempting to ridicule its works..&lt;br /&gt;
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Like a cunning demon finding fault with everything he does..&lt;br /&gt;
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There is no answer to this void..&lt;br /&gt;
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Is there a cure to this emptiness?&lt;br /&gt;
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Sometimes there is too much ticking in the brain that stress begins to result..&lt;br /&gt;
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The setting of expectations cripples the body and mind..&lt;br /&gt;
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Contradictory..&lt;br /&gt;
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Perhaps the challenge is still to accept it and finding a balance between both extremes..&lt;br /&gt;
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Emptiness..&lt;br /&gt;
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The state of non excitement.&lt;br /&gt;
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A brain that craves content, ever new contents to fill..&lt;br /&gt;
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An addiction to the unknown beauty of theories..&lt;br /&gt;
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An admiration of the ever changing landscape of the arts..&lt;br /&gt;
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Perhaps emptiness is a friend.&lt;br /&gt;
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A friend who prepares you for the unprecedented in life.&lt;br /&gt;
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The coming of more thrills and fun.&lt;br /&gt;
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Is happiness permanent or temporary?&lt;br /&gt;
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What gives rise to happiness?&lt;br /&gt;
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What are the prerequisites to happiness?&lt;br /&gt;
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How much does happiness cost?&lt;br /&gt;
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Does your past dictate your present and future happiness?&lt;br /&gt;
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To be honest, does the above questions matter?&lt;br /&gt;
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Sometimes we look into the eyes of the happy people, we realize happiness is just simplicity. Living in the present and loving yourself and others with no other complicated thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;
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So what if people gets hurt eventually? At least they were genuinely happy before. At least they get to speak and act their minds, with no holding backs. &lt;br /&gt;
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I just came across this interesting site on &lt;a href=&quot;http://howtofindhappiness.net/&quot;&gt;How To Find Happiness in Everyday Living.&lt;/a&gt; It is quite inspiring and true to a certain extend.&lt;br /&gt;
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Below are some of the statements i copied from its posts.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;blockquote&gt;You can’t “find” happiness. Happiness finds you. Happiness is a by-product of living a life which is in line with the highest ideals you have for yourself.&lt;br /&gt;
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Nothing outside of ourselves can make us feel long-term inner-peace and happiness. Conversely, nothing outside of ourselves has the power to keep us chained to long-term unhappiness. &lt;br /&gt;
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We’re not happy with our lives because we’re not happy with ourselves or who we have become. There may be a constant nudging at our conscience telling us we’re no good or don’t deserve to be happy. Consequently, we continually sabotage ourselves and our lives. &lt;br /&gt;
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As if love and respect from others is conditional depending on how well we’re living up to our potential. This only validates the way we already feel on the inside. We know we’re not the person we’d like to be or know we could be; it sure doesn’t help hearing it from others. That’s why we may get defensive at times when we’re nagged about not living up to our potential.&lt;br /&gt;
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But deep inside there was always this scared little boy who was afraid of not being accepted or loved. I really had no idea who I was or how to live a happy life. To me, happiness was having a steady job and partying! Having a good time and happiness are not the same thing. &lt;br /&gt;
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The answer to “how to live a happy life” is the same as it has always been; find and accept your true authentic self and live as true to that as possible. &lt;br /&gt;
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“Happiness is when what you think, what you say, and what you do are in harmony.”&lt;br /&gt;
-Ghandi&lt;br /&gt;
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A victim is a spectator in their own life and you do not have to be a victim, you can choose to be a survivor and become responsible for your own happiness.&lt;br /&gt;
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“At some point you have to realize that everything happens for a reason. It is up to you to find that reason, learn from it, and let it take you to the place you’re supposed to be—not just where you have ended up.”&lt;br /&gt;
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If you really think about the unhappiness in your life, it stems from regret of the past or fear of the future. So the key to living a happy life then is learning how to stay in the moment. &lt;br /&gt;
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The reason you struggle with staying in the moment is because your head fills up with how inadequate you are, regrets, fears, etc. so you keep busy; running around and trying not to stop too long or you might realize how screwed your are!&lt;br /&gt;
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“All misery derives from the inability to sit in a quiet room alone.”&lt;br /&gt;
- Author Unknown&lt;br /&gt;
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The question is, do you really want to be happy?&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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The Truth About Six Pack Abs is often a total bodyweight reduction program written by an experienced fitness trainer, Mike Geary. In this exercise program, you will find many things that might shock you mentally and physically at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;
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In the Truth About Six Pack Abs book, Mike claims that this is the only way to reduce stomach fat and acquire awesome looking abs for both men and women by losing overall excess fat. I find without doubt this claim is realistic. I mean when was the final time you saw a 210lb overweight men or women which has a flat abs?&lt;br /&gt;
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It is typical sense that Mike has broken the claims of countless informercials and Ab Machines that claim to acquire sexy abs in A WEEK!!! Well, now you know that&#39;s stupid and impossible unless they offer an elliptical trainer workout routine and also a crazy diet that may literally burn 20-30lbs off one&#39;s body in a mere 1 week.&lt;br /&gt;
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In the Truth About Six Pack Abs book, you will notice that there is equal importance shared among core body practicing 6-pack abs, diet and nutrition information in the most necessary details, and total body workouts routines that could definitely impress you...&lt;br /&gt;
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The Truth About Six Pack Abs - Content&lt;br /&gt;
- Shocking foods that burn belly fat&lt;br /&gt;
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- The TRUTH about getting flat abs without bogus &quot;fat burner&quot; pills</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvisionsmyideals.blogspot.com/feeds/5647617145045758375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/6441278827548449369/5647617145045758375?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6441278827548449369/posts/default/5647617145045758375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6441278827548449369/posts/default/5647617145045758375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvisionsmyideals.blogspot.com/2011/09/truth-about-six-pack-abs.html' title='The truth about six pack abs'/><author><name>chrisshee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16786637338986459289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNbB9tucgX_vWEgODcJgHTGIHaAHQt--3ePeCzH7qCqKaBNcjSWpqGeTlINpu1b_T3wB7NsXtWoSElCA-qItJBNTJVS8_sbA9ax2SNhd5AC_Bntr1g8vY7vd5ykvaWIA/s1600/67455_447391701743_731981743_5984164_7305753_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6441278827548449369.post-7201830579434879752</id><published>2011-09-11T20:15:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T20:57:06.149+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How Do We Get Sick?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;Today i attended an interesting session sharing about the power of our minds by Happy Science.&lt;br /&gt;
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The fundamentals of the talk was to empower us to perform self healing with our mental will power.&lt;br /&gt;
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What are the 3 sources to why people get illnesses?&lt;br /&gt;
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1. They harbor negative thoughts towards others.&lt;br /&gt;
Eg: skepticism, jealousy, hatred, grudge, disgust, greed, etc.&lt;br /&gt;
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2. They harbor negative thoughts towards themselves.&lt;br /&gt;
Eg: self pity, self denial, etc.&lt;br /&gt;
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3. They demanded for love from others.&lt;br /&gt;
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You might ask what supports the above theory? I was especially alarmed with the 3rd source shared. But thinking about it, i believe it does make simple logical sense.&lt;br /&gt;
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I&#39;ll leave that for you to find out. Just one reminder, the human mind is capable of inflicting pain in others. It is also capable of creating suffering and illnesses to ownself. As much as it is capable of creating pain and illnesses, it is capable of curing it too.&lt;br /&gt;
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It takes only an unshakable will power of the mind to create what the human desires.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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We&#39;re all born knowing how to breathe. Watch a baby breathe. See how he automatically fills up his entire abdomen and ribs like a little balloon? He doesn&#39;t breathe only from the upper chest in short, rapid gasps. As we age, we develop inefficient breathing habits as the result of other habits such as smoking...&lt;br /&gt;
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Breathing is a healing tool, according to a friend of mine who practice yoga, and it can be relearned with practice. How do we get back to the &quot;breath of babes&quot;?&lt;br /&gt;
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However, on this Wednesday evening, I can&#39;t even come close to that new person in me. You must practice the skills at night, my friend says, and then use them during the day. He recommends posting notes throughout the house, near the telephone, on the computer monitor to remind myself to breathe deeply.&lt;br /&gt;
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