one step at a time

I have a dream and it is about something not necessary. It is what I always label to be an external fulfilment. But as long as I live in this world, so must I continue to playing its game. My desires, goals, feelings and negative dispositions are the concepts that the mind conjure. It is my only task to seperate truth from falsity.

I don't feel that I am coerced in to choosing between what is right and wrong. Because once I am debating in the realm of right and wrong, any decision I make is out of confusion and delusion. Then how can the question of what is right and wrong be a right question to ask?

Whenever a feeling operates from the ego or image, it is also operating from selfishness. Then I am taking from the person I declare to love. And that whoever comes near to the person I love, I feel threatened and try to defend my position. Whenever I work from the ego, each project is for a self-gratifying purpose. Then I only do things that benefit me. What is in it for me? Do I look good? Will I feel good?

Maybe no questions should be asked at all. Whatever feelings, emotions and actions that arise; they are synchronised incidents. It is what it is.

What I resist persists.

amore

Loletta Chu - Miss Hong Kong 1977

She walks in grace and charm.

She walks in strength and compassion.

What a beauty! What a woman!

An Interesting excerpt:

Lewi says:
the loletta pix looks modern, does not look like something taken in the 70's. she is beautiful.

Wendy - WenWenG5 says:
Gosh...it is not taken in the 70's, dear. Look at the date on the top right corner, it states 2005 in the month of December!!!!

Lewi says:
holy golly! how old is loletta now? was she 5 when she won Ms HK?

Wendy - WenWenG5 says:
47

Lewi says:
can't be true. i don't believ you.

tomb

I can't recall as to when did my good friend recommend Studs Terkel's works to me; maybe about a month ago. I only took time to look for his book yesterday. The theme of this book is "death". It is highly provocative since many will avoid this indelible certainty like a plague. However Terkel interviewed a variety of people about this issue and they eleborated on it with ease. From fire fighters to actors, no one ran away from the eyes of death.

Terkel did not write about "death" from the religious nor the secular point of view. He went knocking from door to door and asked people about it. After all, Terkel is a well known and respected American oral historian.

A hilarious event happened when purchasing the book. I went to a particular bookshop and conducted a search on one of its computers for this title. When the results came back, the book was listed under the "DEATH" category. I was shocked and within seconds burst out laughing. I seriously have not seen a "DEATH" category anywhere in the bookshop.

So, I gracefully skipped over to the information counter and inquired on this issue. Even the sales assistant couldn't help but to smile bashfully at me. After going through the computer, he said, "Come miss, I will show you where "DEATH" is."

I replied, "Death oh Death! I embrace thee with love!"

shout

The only person who knows me is me. It is a grave mistake to hope for others to relate to me because I find until today that no one is listening to each other. Even I don't.

Happy Friday the 13th! Have fun.

misunderstood

Maybe it is a fetish or to be honest, I enjoy the attention. I always liked to be different. In other words, I like to be a nerd, someone who is alienated because I am not a photocopy of everyone else.

But I would like to share with you that everyone is a nerd. We are all different. We can like the same thing, for example we enjoy a game of tennis. We go fishing together. It is impossible to be completely alike. We can on the surface pretend to be a flock of sheep wearing A&F t-shirts, Versace jeans and Nike shoes. However, I can tell you that deep down you just want to scream out and say "Hei! Look at me! I am not like them. I am unique! Don't mistake me for them."

So before we tease poor Mr and Ms Wallpaper, take a look in the mirror and see a dumb-nerd smiling back.

5 wood

Happy Birthday, Forest (the Prince among the 3 Golden Flowers - not the orange guy at the back)

From fan to friend

Singing hand-in-hand

Travelling across the land

Happy until the end.

oink

MY NEW CHU-PIG FAMILY

Pigs are fantastically cute, for obvious reasons.