Love is the purest form of expression between living beings but once love fell sick with greed, it became infected with “necrophilic love”, a love for lifeless material things. Greed is the misplacement of love, it misguides the innate love of man away from humanity towards lifeless commodities. The world has fallen so deeply in … More “Necrophilic love”: the love of lifeless things.
While fishing in the future to find what we considered to be life’s missing pieces, mankind was washed astray and lost their peace with the present moment. We’ve deceptively convinced ourselves that life is an incomplete puzzle with future events as its missing pieces, waiting to solve its riddle. Because we view the future as … More The present moment: the soulmate of life.
A life that’s not shared is like a cloud that keeps the moistness of its touch to itself, its existence has lost its purpose. Life was meant to be a sharing experience, this is why it uses the grave as a checkpoint to make sure that we leave behind whatever we didn’t get to share. … More The life we share
The human mind is like a telescope, it bypasses the beauty of life within its immediate view, to go in search of a beauty that is alien to its eyes. The lens of human appreciation is farsighted, making it difficult to appreciate the beauty of life that’s closest to us. We’ve failed to appreciate the … More The lens of appreciation.
The beauty of the sun awakes the ugly reality of passionless devotion, as the workers of the world religiously make their journey to jobs that feed their bodies yet eat their souls. It’s at dawn that the workers of the world prepare themselves to make their daily pilgrimage to sacrifice the strength of their bodies … More Money over people economy.
Long before mankind knows to measure anything of material value, before we know to measure the karats of diamonds and gold; we instinctively know how to measure a mother’s worth. The worth of a mother’s love is unlike diamonds that need to be polished, oil that has to be refined, and golds that have to … More A mother’s worth
Change is the author of every love story; how committed we’re are to go through each other life changes, determines how every love’s story ends. True love is mentally and emotionally flexible, it adjusts and adapts to life’s most unpleasant change without breaking its commitment to the person its loves. Relationships are a Union between … More Change: the author of every love’s story.
Life is a pendulum that swings back and forth between what we want and don’t want to experience; life is the perfect waltz between opposites, it never dances out of rhythm to their natural flow. But the mind of mankind is still in the cradle of infancy, we’ve not yet set aside our child-like fancy … More The pendulum swing of life.
Once a relative of Buddha came to him to inquire about the mind, so Buddha in return asked him, ” where is the mind?” The relative replied, “within the body.” Buddha then asked him, “if the mind is within the body then why can’t it see the organs that are within the body?” The relative … More The boundary of the mind.
Pain is the toll we pay to travel on the highway of life, yet many of us have tried in vain to steer our lives in a lane that’s toll-free of pain. The highway of life has a lane for every desire destination, but it doesn’t matter which lane we take to lead us to … More The highway of life.