To Be Or Not To Be

Can passions not be pursued?

It was just a trail of thought that stemmed from a casual conversation I had with my friend. Somehow, this question stuck and I found myself feeling extraordinary perturbed for the next few days, undertaking the confusing task of extracting an answer from my thought process.

Can we neglect the God given passions that He has knitted onto our hearts? Should we? Not pursue it at all? Can passion be nurtured? Should we?

If you’re purely here for the answers: Yes. Depends. I’m not sure. Yes. I’m not sure either.

All eyes close, all heads bow. Music Please. Reflect, respond. Next!

Random thought process (Tell me if any of them make sense to you):
>We can neglect our passions – the guy with one talent buried his. >We can and should put our passions on hold to serve more urgent areas of need. >Yet to not pursue it at all seems like treason to me. >You love the things that people whom you love, love. >Passion can be nurtured… right? >Do it enough times, and you might find yourself loving it. >Nurtured passion sounds like brainwashing to me. >It sounds forced. >It sounds sad.

So, how do you know you truly have passion for that job of yours – you might have gained it along the  way. And this realization my friend, have implications on a scale of epic proportions.

Own Up, Gossipers

Never make a remark which are you not ready to be accountable for – they resemble the statements of  cowards.

Rare Sparkles of Gold

Special calling calls for special sacrifices.
-Ricwan Sentana Hardjo

Everyone wants to go to the promise land, but no one wants to leave Egypt.

When you take a stand, you invite an opposition.

In the perspective of a dreamer, reality is always disillusionment; idealism a fantasy; the ability to hope – courage.

My Alter Ego

Been preparing it for quite a while now. Think that it is finally ready for its official launch! Presenting to you my photo blog… Alter Ego!

Is Peter Parker Spiderman’s alter ego, or is Spiderman Peter Parker’s alter ego?

People Mantra

To listen to people as much as possible, that requires patience.
To choose what to react to, that requires self control.
To decide what to act on, that requires wisdom.

Reserved Praises

What is it about us humans being too afraid to lavish praise and affirmations in fear of making others feel prideful? Yet somehow, we seem to practice much less restrain when it comes to letting fly our criticisms. I don’t think there’s an issue of rampant over-affirmations in the world, but rather an obscene lack of it. If only we are as sensitive to people’s hidden hurts as much as we are aware of their inflated pride.

The last time I’ve checked, more damaged have been caused in the world by the lack of encouragement rather than the abundance of it.

Honestly, I don’t think such people are guarding the pride of others’, but the insecurities of themselves.

Butterflies of Time

My perspective on photo taking has been completely changed by this camp.

I know all along that my love language was quality time, yet the way to store such moments have always confounded me. Perhaps that is why I seem to always have such an obsession with time travel. It was only in the workshop, where the concept of using photo taking as the nets to capture the fluttering butterflies of time was first introduced to me.

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

I must admit that photo taking never had a good impression on me. Most photo taking attempts were at most kindly put up with, hoping to distant myself from this phenomenon that was highly associated with our female counterparts. Yet, entering my adulthood, I find myself being the one solely paying the price for the lack of mementos. Sure, my secondary school and college days were fun, but I have only but a few photos to prove it. Suddenly, the lack of photos become a regret, one that was translated into the lack of memories.

I really appreciate those people who tagged me in the earlier days of Facebook.

Now, I’m learning to take more photos, especially with people whose company I enjoy very much. Although some may be surprised, while others may snigger secretly, I hope all those who valued quality time can learn from my mistakes.

Remember, it is your memories to treasure!