After a long time of absence, I am back to this blog.
Where have I been? Just here and there. With nothing dramatic to write about my romantic life.
Still, it's nice to visit again this little blog where I can post some intimate thoughts not fit for my notebooks. No one who knows me personally has learned of this blog. And so, my secret is safe.
Heavens be praised.
Wednesday, May 2, 2012
Sunday, March 14, 2010
A New "Me"
This is the official brand-new entry to this blog.
The previous postings were my random notes to myself from paper journals.
As I post new entries in this blog, I hope to write as the other bloggers do: write with ease and with continuity, express thoughts with passion, and be myself. In other words, I should discard the old "me" -- that guy who had been afraid to reveal his feelings, that guy who had repressed his emotions far too long.
Welcome, my dear self!
The previous postings were my random notes to myself from paper journals.
As I post new entries in this blog, I hope to write as the other bloggers do: write with ease and with continuity, express thoughts with passion, and be myself. In other words, I should discard the old "me" -- that guy who had been afraid to reveal his feelings, that guy who had repressed his emotions far too long.
Welcome, my dear self!
Light and Love
Today is my birthday.
As I review the past years, I realize I have performed well. But there's enough room for me to make my life better.
For the next year, I intend to:
1) love more
2) earn more
3) attract more blessings
As I review the past years, I realize I have performed well. But there's enough room for me to make my life better.
For the next year, I intend to:
1) love more
2) earn more
3) attract more blessings
Cobwebs of the Mind
I love what that French writer said: Keeping journals clear the cobwebs out of one's mind. But be sure to dispose of them before you die.
And that's what I do -- write random thoughts in several journals, get tired of them, and throw them away when they are about to get filled up.
Writing is not some artistic act, but just a delightful way of using idle time.
1 Sep 2009
And that's what I do -- write random thoughts in several journals, get tired of them, and throw them away when they are about to get filled up.
Writing is not some artistic act, but just a delightful way of using idle time.
1 Sep 2009
The Way
Dharma: the way.
Wonders stream from gratitude, or a sense of it.
Prayers, thoughts, good action must not cease.
23 Aug 2009
Wonders stream from gratitude, or a sense of it.
Prayers, thoughts, good action must not cease.
23 Aug 2009
Delay
Time is of the essence, but I always find myself pressed for time. I delay -- not sometimes, but always.
Time for me to discard this non-virtue.
3 Mar 2009
Time for me to discard this non-virtue.
3 Mar 2009
A New Day
I always dread the coming of that day. I try not to think of it when it slowly approaches. When it finally arrives, I lurk behind the shadows of a hurried existence, seemingly oblivious to the perceived significance of that dreaded day.
There is no one for me to share the liveliness of the supposed loveliness of that day. And I strongly detest that absence, that lack in my life. This situation has to change. That change will be manifested in my reality soon.
7 Feb 2009
There is no one for me to share the liveliness of the supposed loveliness of that day. And I strongly detest that absence, that lack in my life. This situation has to change. That change will be manifested in my reality soon.
7 Feb 2009
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