Meaningful Words

I saw this on a friend's blog and really liked it so I am pasting it here to share it with you :) The original was written by Dr Bob Moorehead.


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The Paradox of Our Age


The paradox of our time in history is that we have taller buildings but shorter tempers, wider Freeways ,but narrower viewpoints.

We spend more, but have less, we buy more, but enjoy less.

We have bigger houses and smaller families, more conveniences, but less time.

We have more degrees but less sense, more knowledge, but less judgment, more experts, yet more problems, more medicine, but less wellness.

We drink too much, smoke too much, spend too recklessly, laugh too little, drive too fast, get too angry, stay up too late, get up too tired, read too little, watch TV too much, and pray too seldom.

We have multiplied our possessions, but reduced our values. We talk too much, love too seldom, and hate too often.

We've learned how to make a living, but not a life.

We've added years to life not life to years.

We've been all the way to the moon and back, but have trouble crossing the street to meet a new neighbor.

We conquered outer space but not inner space.

We've done larger things, but not better things.

We've cleaned up the air, but polluted the soul.

We've conquered the atom, but not our prejudice.

We write more, but learn less.

We plan more, but accomplish less.

We've learned to rush, but not to wait.

We build more computers to hold more information, to produce more copies than ever, but we communicate less and less.

These are the times of fast foods and slow digestion, big men and small character, steep profits and shallow relationships.

These are the days of two incomes but more divorce, fancier houses, but broken homes.

These are days of quick trips, disposable diapers, throwaway morality, one night stands, overweight bodies, and pills that do everything from cheer, to quiet, to kill.

It is a time when there is much in the showroom window and nothing in the stockroom. A time when technology can bring this letter to you, and a time when you can choose either to share this insight, or to just hit delete...

Remember; spend some time with your loved ones, because they are not going to be around forever.

Remember, say a kind word to someone who looks up to you in awe, because that little person soon will grow up and leave your side.

Remember, to give a warm hug to the one next to you, because that is the only treasure you can give with your heart and it doesn't cost a cent.

Remember, to say, 'I love you' to your partner and your loved ones, but most of all mean it. A kiss and an embrace will mend hurt when it comes from deep inside of you.

Remember to hold hands and cherish the moment for someday that person will not be there again.Give time to love, give time to speak! And give time to share the precious thoughts in your mind.

AND ALWAYS REMEMBER:Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away.

If you don't send this to at least 8 people....Who cares?

Never Good Enough

I always thought that if others have expectations of you, it's a good thing. It means people expect to see great things out of you. It's a good thing.

I just wonder if sometimes people come to know that the person is already his or her greatest critique? I know it's critique that creates improvement but why do people expect things out of certain people that they don't expect from others? Do people ever realise that perhaps alongside critique, encouragement is also necessary? Do people ever realise that the never ending road of being something better and more can sometimes hurt? It's almost like the person without all that improvement does not deserve goodness, is not lovable.

After you get better at something, there's just something more. Everyone wants improvement, but at what price?

Never being good enough hurts. It really does.

Three

This is my latest video. I didn't film it..only edited ready footage into a mtv or short film of sorts. I tried something different this time!




WARNING: VIDEO CONTAINS MATURE CONTENT.
Please do not watch if you are not of proper age or if you feel very uncomfortable with same-sex footage.

I heard this song again recently and really liked it. I found that I had footage that was suitable for it so I decided to make a MV. In the end, I added a slight story element to it so it's like a mv + short film.

The title is "Three" as the storyline revolves around 3 relationships - The man who cannot get out of a forbidden relationship, a woman who cannot accept her lover's betrayal and a man who is unable to resist another man's temptation.

All a little extreme and decadent hahahaha

A.M.A.Z.I.N.G.

Really love the choreography on this one...paso doble with touches of jazz. Love her dresses!

A Morning

I had quite a morning.

The first thing that happened really shook me a little. I was taking a nap as I had woken up really early. Just before I woke up, I was in a dream where I seemed to be sleeping just like I was real life. I wonder if I was really dreaming when I think about it now.

I felt like someone was pressing on me on the side. I don't know why but I thought maybe it was a child playing with me, pressing my comforter on the side of my face. For some reason, I thought I heard people playing mahjong so I thought maybe my mum was playing. It was strange I thought of it because it wasn't possible.

The strange thing was I tried to talk, to get the feeling off my face but no sound emerged from my throat. I tried again and failed. I couldn't open my fingers either. I felt awake and yet not. After what seemed like a long time but probably half a minute, I opened my eyes and woke up to my actual life.

It was really bizarre.

The second incident is a far more positive one. I watched the 100m men backstroke as I walked to the kitchen. When I saw the atheletes getting ready, I could feel the tension written all over their faces. It was like their whole lives hung on that one swim.

I also saw the prize award ceremony for the 100m breaststroke. A Japanese swimmer Kosuke Hitajima (I think?) had beaten a Norwegian and a French to clinch the Gold. He was a smaller guy compared to the other two and he only came to the same height when he stood on the winner's elevated platform, but that did not stop him from winning the gold. As an Asian, I felt proud and moved even if it was not the Singaporean flag they were flying or our National Anthem that was echoing off the walls. For a moment, I understood what atheletes meant when they say they are proud to represent the country.

It must be quite an irony that the Japanese flag and anthem should fly high in Beijing, given the history of the Japanese and Chinese.

Nonetheless, good luck to all the atheletes and to all the Asian athelete, thank you for making us proud.

Because People Want Something To Believe In

A guy friend of mine showed me this video and honestly I didn't expect this video to come from him.

It's a story of a father's love and a relationship between father and son. It's really moving and prepare tissues when you see this.

We see things that make our hearts go cold everyday in the papers. Yet, people would still look out for things like that and hope to share with other people. I think at the end of the day, no matter man or woman, we want to believe that there is pure love and some warmth in this world.