I have been and still am a seeker, but I have ceased to question stars and books: I have begun to listen to the teaching my blood whispers to me. ( Hermann Hesse, 1919 )
7 years has been passed since my first 18+ card in Brisbane!
I actually lost it when I lived in Argentina, but at least I have a new one from Canberra! :P Anywho, that's right, I am at the age of a quarter century as my friends keep reminding me of >_<
I really want to deny the fact that I am aging, but the reality is that I see myself thinking much more mature and sensible day by day... still young at heart though! At least that's excellent! >_<
Je pense, donc je suis. ( Decartes, 1637 )
This year is a bit more special to me since I have been recalling back all my memories from my childhood till now...which is quite different from previous birthdays, where I only thought of the future that I would create. This does not mean that I have given up or lost hope in my future. I just wanted to take time for myself to think about things (whether good or bad) that I have missed to learn...and make them mine :) This is more about improving myself from the past lessons before letting it go, rather than holding onto the past! Perhaps you can say I became much more thirsty for wisdom.. I still crave for knowledge, but I have figured out that wisdom brings knowledge wings to fly higher..:)
Carpe Diem / Seize the Day ( Dead Poets Society, 1989 )
We don't read and write poetry because it's cute. We read and write poetry because we are members of the human race. And the human race is filled with passion. And medicine, law, business, engineering, these are noble pursuits and necessary to sustain life.
But poetry, beauty, romance, love, these are what we stay alive for. To quote from Whitman, "O me! O life!... of the questions of these recurring; of the endless trains of the faithless... of cities filled with the foolish; what good amid these, O me, O life?" Answer. That you are here - that life exists, and identity; that the powerful play goes on and you may contribute a verse. That the powerful play goes on and you may contribute a verse. What will your verse be?
I am not sure if it is just coincidence or fate, but my favourite film Dead Poets Society was released on the year that I was born. Ever since then, I grew up with this film. I watch this every year and I learn/feel different things whenever I watch it. This film shared my joy, fear and tears together at my both worst and best times in my life. I cannot express in words how much this film has meant to me clearly :).
Friendship is a single soul dwelling in two bodies. ( Aristole )
I love my friends, they have been there for years regardless of the circumstances. I truly believe that I am very lucky to have such friends :) They still welcome you after a gap of years. And whenever you think of them, all the good memories flash by like a film, and you feel that your heart is surrounded by warmth and comfort. I have nothing further to describe than what Albert Camus said.
Don't walk behind me; I may not lead. Don't walk in front of me; I may not follow. Just walk beside me and be my friend.
He's more myself than I am. Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same. ( Emilly Bronte, 1847 )
I am not sure about other people, but I have been always thinking about the meaning of love. Maybe because I am such a romantist, or because I am a thinker, I have been always seeking a different way of answering it. Perhaps my heart knows, and maybe it is just difficult to put words together to describe it. One thing is clear that love should not be that hard. It comes naturally, and you grow with him/her. It should not hurt either ( I have a feeling that some people might disagree upon this >_< lol ). Love brings lights into our life based on understanding and leap of faith. You are filled with full happiness that makes you keep grinning and smiling, and makes you willing to become a better person. The breathtaking kingdom where you will wander around and will be spoilt, that's what I call love. As Cookie Monster said,
Sometimes me think what is love. And then me think love is what last chocolate cookie is for. Me give up the last chocolate cookie for you.
Several years ago, one of my best friends wrote this poem, which I adore >_< So I thought it might be nice to share this with you :) Bon weekend, everyone! <3 Bisous!!
There are promises broken and promises kept
Angry words that were spoken, when I should have wept
There's a chapter of secrets, and words to confess
If I lose everything that I possess
There's a chapter on loss and a ghost who won't die
There's a chapter on love where the ink's never dry
There are sentences served in a prison I built out of lies.
(Lohengram 2011)
