恋, 疯
聚光灯下的喝彩
昙花一现无处恋
散场宁静的回音
声声述说尘似梦
离别的蓦然回首
人去楼空笑曾疯
简单熊 02.09.2013.
Thursday, September 12, 2013
Being Your Best
"Strive to be the best that you can, not the first; anyone can take away your first but only you, yourself can take away your best."
Simple Bear 06.09.2013.
Simple Bear 06.09.2013.
Learn to Love
"When we learn to love, we learn to live; and happiness is just the result from loving yourself and others."
Simple Bear 11.09.2013.
Simple Bear 11.09.2013.
The Painter
The Painter
What a fool! They say
And drove him into exile beyond into the unforgiving land
Those men of mediocrity! They are worse than beasts!
They threaten him with death by the guns of judgment
He plead in desperation and they responded with their fists
Defeated he descend onto the road into his certainty
A path filled with depressions and he fell ever so often
On his knees he teared
There was no going back he wailed
And with the shackles of assumptions chained to him
He restarted his journey with decrescent steps
And now even his watch had forsaken him
Finally he reached O those canyons of desolation
Where the sundial never worked
And where the moon flowers never bloom
He sat in the depth listening to the echoes of silence
And stared at the rocky canvas
Slowly he picked up a stick of burnt coal
And started his work on the canvas
Slowly it dawned on him
The masterpiece wasn’t in the knowledge
Or the techniques of artistry
It was him there was no doubt now it was him
He was a man of colors
He was himself his own masterpiece
It was in this unforgiving land that he learnt to forgive himself
Simple Bear 12.09.2013.
What a fool! They say
And drove him into exile beyond into the unforgiving land
Those men of mediocrity! They are worse than beasts!
They threaten him with death by the guns of judgment
He plead in desperation and they responded with their fists
Defeated he descend onto the road into his certainty
A path filled with depressions and he fell ever so often
On his knees he teared
There was no going back he wailed
And with the shackles of assumptions chained to him
He restarted his journey with decrescent steps
And now even his watch had forsaken him
Finally he reached O those canyons of desolation
Where the sundial never worked
And where the moon flowers never bloom
He sat in the depth listening to the echoes of silence
And stared at the rocky canvas
Slowly he picked up a stick of burnt coal
And started his work on the canvas
Slowly it dawned on him
The masterpiece wasn’t in the knowledge
Or the techniques of artistry
It was him there was no doubt now it was him
He was a man of colors
He was himself his own masterpiece
It was in this unforgiving land that he learnt to forgive himself
Simple Bear 12.09.2013.
Thursday, August 22, 2013
Awareness is a Blessing
“For every minute you remain angry, you give up sixty
seconds of peace of mind.”
Ralph Waldo Emerson
I had a painful and yet peaceful journey home from school. I
overheard the conversation of a mother and daughter on the bus which brought me
both pain and peace.
I was discussing with my classmate on the assignment on the
bus when I heard an angry shouting voice, which was reciprocated by another
angry voice. I can’t really hear the entire conversation but I am pretty sure it
was a verbal war coated with negative emotions, waged by a mother and daughter,
who seemed to be slightly mentally-challenged. Everyone near them seems to shun
away from them. My classmate aligned the bus shortly after and I found myself
starting to concentrate on the voices.
In the midst of hearing the angry voices, I suddenly found
myself swept by a melancholic feeling; it was as if I am feeling their pain that
is present in their angry words, the tone of voice and the choice of words. Perhaps,
this is their way of communicating love for one another and maybe it is their
way of feeling alive, like how we sometimes, indulge in sorrow in exchange for
the awareness of our beating hearts.
As I quieten my mind, being aware of the painful emotional
sensation that I am feeling, this thought came to my mind, may they be well and
happy, may they find love in their hearts and may they find gentleness in their
words. As if by instinct, I slowly adjusted my posture on my seat, slowly
closing my eyes, relaxing my entire body and focusing on my breath. Slowly, the
thoughts arises, may they be well and happy, may they find love in their
hearts, may they find gentleness in their words; metaphorically, trying to ‘send’
the loving-kindness to them. Hoping that the pain that I am feeling from them
slowly stop, I could still hear them shouting. It did, after a while, replaced
by a warm sensation, a feeling of peace, a feeling of being at ease. A feeling
of just, simply being.
I don’t know how many minutes had passed but these thoughts
arises after a while, ‘how lucky I am to be aware of my thoughts, my emotions,
my sensations, how lucky I am to be able to go beyond myself, how lucky I am to
be able to immerse myself in this stream of wholesome thoughts.’ A feeling of
gratitude flows over me. We can’t take the basic awareness of ourselves for
granted. Even awareness of oneself is a blessing, a gift.
I stayed immersed in that warm feeling for a while and other
thoughts began to arise, ‘are they aware that they are angry? Are they able to
go beyond their anger, adopt other perspectives to the situation that they are
in, considering?’ A feeling of pain and sadness came over me.
The shouting slowly reduced over the duration of the
journey. As I was aligning (they were seated near the door), I was looking at
them and this thought arises in my mind, may they find peace in their hearts,
may they find happiness, may they be well and happy.
I aligned the bus and walked home from the bus stop with
peace in my heart. I am grateful to them for being the conditions that brought
me peace, may they have the conditions to induce peace in their hearts, embraced
peace and may their hearts be at peace.
May all be well and happy
Love,
Simple Bear 22.08.2013.
P.S. I know it’s a very long post but I feel like sharing this tonight :P
Sunday, August 4, 2013
Disappointments, diamonds of reflections
Disappointments, diamonds of reflections
A friend once post me the question of whether or not I felt disappointed with others. Of course I was disappointed with people from time to time but at the same time, I am grateful to them for disappointing me, they provided me with great opportunities to understand myself, to experience the happiness within the affective and cognitive chaos which arises as accompaniment to disappointments. Life is truly a great teacher.
Simple Bear 12.06.2013.
A friend once post me the question of whether or not I felt disappointed with others. Of course I was disappointed with people from time to time but at the same time, I am grateful to them for disappointing me, they provided me with great opportunities to understand myself, to experience the happiness within the affective and cognitive chaos which arises as accompaniment to disappointments. Life is truly a great teacher.
Simple Bear 12.06.2013.
Compassion for one and others
Compassion for one and others
Friend: Got a question to ask you, how do you deal with arrogant, uncivilized idiots?
Simple Bear: Be a compassionate gentleman.
Friend: What! Are you serious? It got to be an eye for an eye.
Simple Bear: If that is the case, you become the very thing you detest.
Friend: '
Simple Bear 09.07.2013.
Friend: Got a question to ask you, how do you deal with arrogant, uncivilized idiots?
Simple Bear: Be a compassionate gentleman.
Friend: What! Are you serious? It got to be an eye for an eye.
Simple Bear: If that is the case, you become the very thing you detest.
Friend: '
Simple Bear 09.07.2013.
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