Till now.. finally realise that personality had changed..
Thru many ups and downs, kena many letf and right... Guess that im no longer that patient Mr. soft hearted guy..
Admit that surrounding and environment change and groom some one.. But to better or worst? im not sure.
Is time for me to pack up again and move forward to my new era again...
Mountain of tea,
really a place for healing session. Although crowd are getting smaller but at the tip of the mountain that where you really find who are the hearted brothers and sisters...
Mountain of tea,
a place fully equipt with healing aura of laughter and some time sorrow. laughter we enjoy and sorrow we get to know each other better.. (the other side of our devil) :P
Mountain of tea,
Let me realise i no longer like last time drink all the way i wan. on this very mountain i found me seriousness.. i found my way of living and found the real meaning of drinking...
Mountain of tea, a place we get to share our ups and downs.....
fianlly im no longer a yes to all qns from others... i realise i know it and i learn it... past experiance elvo me... no longer that soft hearted guy where i will give in to everything and anything... after being thru, i search i choose and i decide... pirority is my well being.. nv really realise this until the very last r/s i had... life always so funnny planning always get to lose to changes... pple always said planning is gd , yes indeed but when changes happens, comes back to think did we plan for the up coming changes might happen???
now complains complain come in again... blaming blaming comes in again... who get to stand with the right flag and who gets to stand at the wrong flag??
Life twist and turn alot...
are you going to follow the bend or are you going to go against the bend??
Pple come and go in our life... thats normal but who will really left behind scar or mark for you to learn and that onli you will know...
scar and mark will you pick it up and learn or are you going to hold on to it and frown with it??
now who is standing on the right flag and who is standing on the wrong flag...
So suface that pple might tot they understand me, ao surface that someone tot very know me... but in the end gain how much hatred from me... yet no body know... cant blame that it ruin a part of my life and cant say it makes me like a handicap... cos i learn to stand up and protect myself from there.....
is it that i onli choose pple to understand me deeply or i nv really wan pple to understand me deeply...
sort of a medium...
i learn the way of heaven will... i learn to see thing thru naked eye.. i learn to have a way of living different from other... i got no choice but to tame myself... What.. buddha lives in ur heart meat and fine wine penatrate the wall.... how true it is??? in fact i guess is the way of human thinking...
everything has its limits... life, wealth, relationship, friendship and kinships... its the matter of how you prolong the lifespan of it.... easy example.. if u sick dun see doc, for sure u die fast... if u kena cancel can be help... another way to prolong it is to take in medicine daily to help prolong...
like i always said to myself.. I borrow the heaven power to help pple... when it is my turn to being help by heaven???
see complain again hahaha anyway.. im good n cool... after every session i feel release.. and thats a great help from heaven...
just a week of reservist, every 3 hr of duty standing there alone, guess that is not a waste of that 3 hrs... think alot and forcus alot... there still a week to go hopefully can become a butterfly after that.
Or i should not say butterfly...
now im like a mosqitos in pupa stage, waiting to turn out be a mosqitos... so that can fly here n there to sux pple 'blood' (helping out pple to take away their bad time and fill them with new hopes)
this week of resevist ending soon... and all i tot was my personal things... next week reservist i guess im going to think of how to score high n fly high... still finds that i lack of forcus in my work.. need to find a forcus point n aim at it to forcus all the way thru....
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