The qoute "Live as if you would die tomorrow" is without a doubt one of the most popular quotes of all time. The logic being that one should not waste life away, and that one should live it to the fullest. Of course most of us know that this quote actually has alot of flaws in it. The major one being, is the great disregard for the concept of "delay of gratification".
If I somehow knew I were truly going to die tomorrow, I most certainly would do the following:
1. Eat all the chocolates I can eat
2. Request charity sex from every beautiful girl who comes my way
3. If item number 2 does not work, try paying for it
4. Use up all of my credit cards' limits (heheh)
5. Drink myself into purgatory
And I am not totally kidding too.
I believe that life is long enough to enjoy, yet short to easily waste. We are given with alot of chances..to try..to fail and to succeed..to change. Surely one must understand that this experience is perhaps never to repeat again, and to utilize it one must find ways to grow..to build..and to create. Acts or philosophies of desperation just doesn't cut it.
One should live life as if he is to live again tomorrow. Or more accurately, one must live wanting to live again tomorrow, fully knowing that he has to face the consequences of his actions at the same time going to enjoy the rewards of his toils. There are moments to enjoy, and moments to savor...but the good life is mostly based on the concept of planning and holding-out for better things.
Hmmmm...perhaps I should really start hitting the gym everyday...the reward of course would be to radically increase the success rate of item number 2.
Hehehe.
...someone has to be the Devil's Advocate.
Wednesday, April 26, 2006
Monday, April 24, 2006
Fear
Fear.
Yesterday, I went to Knott's Berry Farm and got on some of the wildest coaster rides that ever existed.
There was the Silver bullet which seems like a flyer/coaster...
the Xtreme rocket which has an almost 90 degree fall..
the Free fall which drops you 200 ft above the ground...
Ok clearly I was enjoying this pic...I'm sorry but I can't help showing the pic around..hahah
Eto pa!
Man it was a great day. And also a great day for experiment. I theorized that if only I condition my mind enough I would not feel fear. The logic being that if you know that you will be safe then there is no sense to be afraid. Ergo, stupid.
It was almost a success too. You see, fear is such a sneaky backstabbing bastard that strikes when you least expected it. It has the ability to remove logic for a split second which is more than enough to give you a heart attack.
Speaking of which, I remember reading this quote inside a military base while I was training for the Red Cross: Fear is a sign of ignorance .
This quote has gotten me curious, and it stuck on me ever since.
Often I find myself deeply engrossed in self-debate on the premise, arguing and counter arguing on the pros and cons of the matter -- in the comfort of course of my beloved toilet seat. Sometimes the pro in me wins, sometimes the cons dominate, the battle tough and enduring inside the crazy battlefield that is my morbidly lunatic mind.
It makes sense at first you know. I mean, before I was very afraid of taking a look at Playboy because I thought a lightning would hit me or something. But later on I "found out" that it won't happen...I mean how come a Playboy patron would be hit by lightning but people who massacre children will not (btw the Jessica Alba issue I've heard is really hot)
After some time I have come to conclude that it is not ignorance but rather a lack of acceptance to experience that feeds fear.
For example, I know that being hit by a truck on a freeway would most likely kill me...or worse I would survive and become maimed for life. Now that is really scary! I don't want to experience that. And in that fear I know that I would never want to play chicken cross the road with a raging truck.
Another, when I was younger I didn't know what fire is and so was not afraid of it. Then somehow I was hit with a really innovative idea of glowing cats. The formula was really simple, fire + cat tail = glowing cats. Uhuh...needless to say the experiment was scratchy (literally)..and now I am afraid to invent ever again.
Fear is born not out of ignorance, but rather of unwillingness.
Gee..saying that make it sound fear is bad. And then the memories start to kick in (chicken! bwakbwakbwak...man you don't have balls! Show some spine idiot!). Again I digress.
I really think, like most things..fear has a purpose and a benefit. It is one of the greatest survival tools ever invented. Hello asskissers and horror film producers!
oooopps...my break is about to be over and my boss will kill me. I am most certainly afraid of that..hehe..anyways the real purpose of this blog is to show off the pic of me with a proverbially beautiful girl. Eat your hearts out!!!!!
Yesterday, I went to Knott's Berry Farm and got on some of the wildest coaster rides that ever existed.
There was the Silver bullet which seems like a flyer/coaster...
the Xtreme rocket which has an almost 90 degree fall..
the Free fall which drops you 200 ft above the ground...
Ok clearly I was enjoying this pic...I'm sorry but I can't help showing the pic around..hahah
Eto pa!
Man it was a great day. And also a great day for experiment. I theorized that if only I condition my mind enough I would not feel fear. The logic being that if you know that you will be safe then there is no sense to be afraid. Ergo, stupid.
It was almost a success too. You see, fear is such a sneaky backstabbing bastard that strikes when you least expected it. It has the ability to remove logic for a split second which is more than enough to give you a heart attack.
Speaking of which, I remember reading this quote inside a military base while I was training for the Red Cross: Fear is a sign of ignorance .
This quote has gotten me curious, and it stuck on me ever since.
Often I find myself deeply engrossed in self-debate on the premise, arguing and counter arguing on the pros and cons of the matter -- in the comfort of course of my beloved toilet seat. Sometimes the pro in me wins, sometimes the cons dominate, the battle tough and enduring inside the crazy battlefield that is my morbidly lunatic mind.
It makes sense at first you know. I mean, before I was very afraid of taking a look at Playboy because I thought a lightning would hit me or something. But later on I "found out" that it won't happen...I mean how come a Playboy patron would be hit by lightning but people who massacre children will not (btw the Jessica Alba issue I've heard is really hot)
After some time I have come to conclude that it is not ignorance but rather a lack of acceptance to experience that feeds fear.
For example, I know that being hit by a truck on a freeway would most likely kill me...or worse I would survive and become maimed for life. Now that is really scary! I don't want to experience that. And in that fear I know that I would never want to play chicken cross the road with a raging truck.
Another, when I was younger I didn't know what fire is and so was not afraid of it. Then somehow I was hit with a really innovative idea of glowing cats. The formula was really simple, fire + cat tail = glowing cats. Uhuh...needless to say the experiment was scratchy (literally)..and now I am afraid to invent ever again.
Fear is born not out of ignorance, but rather of unwillingness.
Gee..saying that make it sound fear is bad. And then the memories start to kick in (chicken! bwakbwakbwak...man you don't have balls! Show some spine idiot!). Again I digress.
I really think, like most things..fear has a purpose and a benefit. It is one of the greatest survival tools ever invented. Hello asskissers and horror film producers!
oooopps...my break is about to be over and my boss will kill me. I am most certainly afraid of that..hehe..anyways the real purpose of this blog is to show off the pic of me with a proverbially beautiful girl. Eat your hearts out!!!!!
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