Everything in moderation

Why thinking too much may not be good for you?

"May my will forever be, ever more your own."

These lyrics sound it out to me ever so clearly.
Indeed, maybe not being able to top the class (Ever!) does have its advantages (in life) after all...

I have never... !

How can a story be so concise, so simple, yet, so hard to digest?
It hurts my brain to even peer over to peek at the book cover.
Never ever has any book baffled me to this extent whilst prompting me to reach for it in failed attempts to read at least five consecutive pages in one sitting.
Even philosophical books don't pack so much depth in one sentence alone.
Utterly amazing. I must say.
There is a strong possibility that I have no knowledge of its particular core subject that runs as a theme throughout the book that makes it extremely boring.
Yet, the determination alone to find out its essence, befitting a nobel prize that keeps me going. Curiosity really works magic to motivate.

Can I have a Cuppa

Dry, and lifeless, they go in.
Pop the kettle on till it shouts.
Tipping in, pipping hot,
twirls and swirls they dance about.
Infusing its essence, they straighten out.
Settle some minutes, they blend the drops.
Sip a cuppa, tummy warms up.
Bin the tip and wash them out.

Here we go round, once more and about.

I need to do something fun or I'll seriously bore out. Bleh :P

Invisibility

Means no control over how someone may respond, but by not being able to be seen, one can do practically anything that may please oneself without embarrassment of any sort.

Does that mean one could be destructive?
Probably not.
With invisibility comes freedom. To be who you wanna be.
But it does not mean that your actions and it's impact will be diminished.
In fact, it has hardly any effect in that sense.
Rather, its charity or perseverance done (not "shown") without affirmation.

Would you do what you do,
What would you seek?
Would you want what you've got,
What you want if no one can see?

It's interesting peering into your innermost desires by examining the reasons behind your daily motivations and behaviours.

Does human praise matter that much to you?
Or do your purest form of passion for life take precedence?

Sometimes Love just aint enough

Sometimes enough is enough.
I believe in Jesus, but really, I am but human.
When I pray, He listens, He guides me, to overcome.
He gives me the strength, to do what is best for my circumstances.

I am not limitless. But yes, I know God is.
That's why I encourage you to depend on Him.
Because when you need someone, He is always there.

When there is no one else you can turn to.
He is there for you.

Love is not about senseless giving.
At least I think you cannot give what you have not.

It is the empowerment of the self through the immense power that God possess that you must unlock.

and that, my friend. IS enough.

Just what I needed most for now

Mary Poppins.
Undeniably a classic, a rerun on the player reminded me of something that I really had to put into my punny little not so bright brain of mine.

I have to say, it worked like magic. Helped heaps to make me realign relationships. The ones that we are blessed with but tend to horribly overlook.

Now tis what Bert replies to the children about their father.
I SO get it. After 24 years. NOW, I get it.

Let's sit down. You know, begging your pardon, but the one my heart goes out to is your father.
There he is in that cold, heartless bank day after day, hemmed in by mounds of cold, heartless
money. I don't like to see any living thing caged up.
They makes cages in all sizes and shapes, you know. Bank-shaped some of 'em, carpets and
all.
Look at it this way. You've got your mother to look after you. And
Mary Poppins, and Constable Jones and me. Who looks after your father? Tell me that. When
something terrible happens, what does he do? Fends for himself, he does. Who does he tell
about it? No one! Don't blab his troubles at home. He just pushes on at his job, uncomplaining
and alone and silent.
I only observe that a father can always do with a bit of help.

All because You believed

As I count my blessings, I count the people who willingly take time out to provide advice as one.
Itś amazing how no two people can ever have the same life experiences even though they may come from the same country or village. So there is always something different about how we come to form our current expectations in life shaped by the many events that lead up to our present.

Ever careful to respect where every person´s advice may have taken form, I still believe what I believe.

I choose to still hold on to what I believe.
Not what I think is right. But what I hold in my heart to believe in.

The tricky part on the receiving end of advice is that sometimes one cannot help but become very much muddled especially when the majority don´t seem to think much of your rationality influencing your would be decision.

Surely my Faith can sustain me.
Surely Godś ability is bigger than what I can imagine.
Surely He can work it out even when people think otherwise.
Surely if I call on His name, He will guide me and He will give me a future, Full of Hope, for my welfare, and not for woe.

Surely and steadily, I need not worry.

Because.
I BELIEVE.