X: Once you've had enough bad, you'll turn to good.
Y: Vice versa.
Z: Is there ever an enough?
Wednesday, March 31, 2010
Friday, March 26, 2010
Success breeds success
Came across this today, take what you will out of it.
There was a farmer who grew superior quality, award-winning corn in his farm. Each year, he entered his corn in the state fair where it won honors and Prizes.
One year a newspaper reporter interviewed him and learned something interesting about how he grew his corn. The reporter discovered that the farmer shared his seed corn with his neighbors. "How can you afford to share your best seed corn with your neighbors when they are entering corn in competition with yours each year?" The reporter asked. "Why brother"
The farmer replied, "Didn't you know? The wind picks up pollen grains from the ripening corn and swirls it from field to field. If my neighbors grow inferior, sub-standard and poor quality corn, cross-pollination will steadily degrade the quality of my corn. If I have to grow good corn, I must help my neighbors to grow good corns."
The farmer gave a superb insight into the connectedness of life. His corn cannot improve unless his neighbor's corn also improves.
So it is in the other dimensions and areas of life! Those who choose to be in harmony must help their neighbors and colleagues to be at peace. Those who choose to live well must help others live well. The value of a life is not measured by how long one lived it is measured by how many lives it touches………
There was a farmer who grew superior quality, award-winning corn in his farm. Each year, he entered his corn in the state fair where it won honors and Prizes.
One year a newspaper reporter interviewed him and learned something interesting about how he grew his corn. The reporter discovered that the farmer shared his seed corn with his neighbors. "How can you afford to share your best seed corn with your neighbors when they are entering corn in competition with yours each year?" The reporter asked. "Why brother"
The farmer replied, "Didn't you know? The wind picks up pollen grains from the ripening corn and swirls it from field to field. If my neighbors grow inferior, sub-standard and poor quality corn, cross-pollination will steadily degrade the quality of my corn. If I have to grow good corn, I must help my neighbors to grow good corns."
The farmer gave a superb insight into the connectedness of life. His corn cannot improve unless his neighbor's corn also improves.
So it is in the other dimensions and areas of life! Those who choose to be in harmony must help their neighbors and colleagues to be at peace. Those who choose to live well must help others live well. The value of a life is not measured by how long one lived it is measured by how many lives it touches………
Bang on
None of this is mine so just pasting the link thanks to its truthfulness.
Friday, March 19, 2010
Whats with Luv?
Thought will post a few things people I know said about Luv and relationship's for posterity..
- A good relationship should have the determination of a mirror, which never loses its ability to reflect even if its broken into a thousand pieces.
- Love is a self learning experience.
Tuesday, March 2, 2010
Strange brew
The depths of sorrow are never ending.
Forbearing the temptation of being eternally happy is somehow deeply ingrained in the shallow wisps of a tornado approaching.
Not sure why I got that thought. Its very likely to be a result of a review at work ;-) Felt like a carrot and stick story all over again, except, the donkey was me this time. Am thinking this is the actual way most of the employees live their entire lives, giving themselves false hopes and living in a all sealed box afraid of getting out of the set pattern of life. Afraid of everything. What if....? And the possibilities of endiung that sentence are mostly not positive. Or maybe I am wrong and most of them are living just as they expected or planned to, getting ahead moment by moment, inching towards their eventual victory.
Recently, someone I do not know personally got a heart attack and after the initial treatment in ICU and the works, he was unfortunately declared medically dead. The doctors came in to ask permission to remove the ventilators on him. Which made be think of the decisions one may have to take in life, one has to prepare for. I wondered about all those people who talk so much about being decisive and how they would react in situations like these. Its not all that difficult to pass a judgement on someone when they are not related in anyway. It becomes a different ball game altogether when you know that person and are in some manner related. Hope he pulls through. Amen.
Forbearing the temptation of being eternally happy is somehow deeply ingrained in the shallow wisps of a tornado approaching.
Not sure why I got that thought. Its very likely to be a result of a review at work ;-) Felt like a carrot and stick story all over again, except, the donkey was me this time. Am thinking this is the actual way most of the employees live their entire lives, giving themselves false hopes and living in a all sealed box afraid of getting out of the set pattern of life. Afraid of everything. What if....? And the possibilities of endiung that sentence are mostly not positive. Or maybe I am wrong and most of them are living just as they expected or planned to, getting ahead moment by moment, inching towards their eventual victory.
Recently, someone I do not know personally got a heart attack and after the initial treatment in ICU and the works, he was unfortunately declared medically dead. The doctors came in to ask permission to remove the ventilators on him. Which made be think of the decisions one may have to take in life, one has to prepare for. I wondered about all those people who talk so much about being decisive and how they would react in situations like these. Its not all that difficult to pass a judgement on someone when they are not related in anyway. It becomes a different ball game altogether when you know that person and are in some manner related. Hope he pulls through. Amen.
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