SHOUTING OUT!
After being dormant for the longest time, I have decided to break out of silence. Just because you see a tiger sleeping, it doesnt mean that he is sick! Similarly, just because a person doesnt express his thoughts and feelings publicly, it doesnt mean his mind is incapable of thinking... (Just in case you are wondering, nobody said that! just being dramatic... waahaa...)
Anyhow, emotional outrage aside. After going through much reflection (thanks to the manageable workload these days) I have decided that only by writing, would I be able to think about issues in life more meaningfully through a pooled opinion. After all, it is often said that two (or more) heads are better than one.
Having watched Jarhead, I have come to realize that there are many things in life that we take for granted everyday - the air that we breathe, the ease of obtaining food, the comforts of home, sleeping in my bed, your stable paying job, a contented life with your loved ones (and by this i am not talking just abt sex! it could just well be meeting face-to-face, having dinner, etc. - what were you thinking u sick fuck!), etc.
Because of how easy they come by, we tend to forget to appreciate them. Always striving to achieve more, getting the best, satisfying every whim with a new desire. However, one would argue that only by moving on in life would you be able to acquire new things. Sure, you would lose some things along the way but hey, nothing ventured, nothing gained. You could hold on to what you have that is familiar and comfortable, but how would you know what at the end of the day is more comfortable and suitable for you if you did not try? From a quote somewhere, can't remember where though that, "the only thing constant in this world is change".
But what if the decision to change was a wrong one? What if, in our struggle, we lose things along the way. Things which we did not give much care for before but only realize how important they are when we lose it? That, familiarity is afterall, still more comfortable and suitable. For some, upon looking back, will find what they lose - The lucky ones will find what they had lost along the way and gain a whole lot more. For some, they find what they lost but with small cracks on. And yet for others, they cannot find what they lost - losing it forever and keeping them only as memories.
So, having said all this, the question is this: when would we know when it is time to move on? When would we know when to play creatures of habit, staying by familiar ground and when it pays being creature of progression, embracing change? (No, there are no problems between me and my dear. *Slap*)
Anyhow, emotional outrage aside. After going through much reflection (thanks to the manageable workload these days) I have decided that only by writing, would I be able to think about issues in life more meaningfully through a pooled opinion. After all, it is often said that two (or more) heads are better than one.
Having watched Jarhead, I have come to realize that there are many things in life that we take for granted everyday - the air that we breathe, the ease of obtaining food, the comforts of home, sleeping in my bed, your stable paying job, a contented life with your loved ones (and by this i am not talking just abt sex! it could just well be meeting face-to-face, having dinner, etc. - what were you thinking u sick fuck!), etc.
Because of how easy they come by, we tend to forget to appreciate them. Always striving to achieve more, getting the best, satisfying every whim with a new desire. However, one would argue that only by moving on in life would you be able to acquire new things. Sure, you would lose some things along the way but hey, nothing ventured, nothing gained. You could hold on to what you have that is familiar and comfortable, but how would you know what at the end of the day is more comfortable and suitable for you if you did not try? From a quote somewhere, can't remember where though that, "the only thing constant in this world is change".
But what if the decision to change was a wrong one? What if, in our struggle, we lose things along the way. Things which we did not give much care for before but only realize how important they are when we lose it? That, familiarity is afterall, still more comfortable and suitable. For some, upon looking back, will find what they lose - The lucky ones will find what they had lost along the way and gain a whole lot more. For some, they find what they lost but with small cracks on. And yet for others, they cannot find what they lost - losing it forever and keeping them only as memories.
So, having said all this, the question is this: when would we know when it is time to move on? When would we know when to play creatures of habit, staying by familiar ground and when it pays being creature of progression, embracing change? (No, there are no problems between me and my dear. *Slap*)