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Name: JD or call me Ash Yip

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Friendship
Monday. 3.30.09 6:23 am
http://forums.hardwarezone.com.sg/showthread.php?t=1932003&highlight=sunshine

Because of this,it put our friendship at stake. Seriously, putting almost ten years of friendship on the line because of MLM. i don't want to say much about MLM, the link above shows everything. It's really hard for me to maintain friendship with good or even best friends if the other party don't put in the effort! Unlike others, anybody can easily become my friend but i will not easily treat one as best friends such has having a lot of best friends and becoming one easily after some talking and stuff. Fake friendship, it's just so fake to me. The only ray of hope for me which i am able to see is this few months the new best friends i met and the top fews. At least they did something to maintain it better than nothing. Second on the list or shall i say tied between is my clique,i guess you all know who you are. I am in a dilemma right now.



A couple months ago I sat seemingly paralyzed on my couch at home in space that once felt so peaceful and warm. My smile was drained from my face and my body flowed with cooled blood... only warmed by the unexplainable tears that rolled down my face. Numbed past the point of fighting... "My stillness will move me"... were the only words I was able to conjure in a moment so distant from all that once felt so good.Even though I am a total workaholic, my personal life always comes first. The result of how you are living inadvertently always effects what you do. The result of how I have been living, with my history of codependency, had completely sucked me dry. This depth of water that I slowly sank into was effecting what I do so much so, that my precious drive and passion floated high above my head and the weight of history hanging from my feet was so heavy, it kept them out of reach.I was drowning in water that appeared to be the surroundings of what life had done to me and my will to reach this place high above it. Land I will deserve once I get there. I have had it in my head for years that once I achieve the difference and purpose I feel is so necessary out of my life, then I can really enjoy it, but until then I will wade as hard as I can.As I started to examine some of these thoughts and statements that repeat like a broken record in my head, I could feel the strength of their damage cutting me. Drenched to a salt water scar, seen through keloid eyes, that felt like life. I don't deserve to be happy now? I don't deserve someone who treats me well because Im strong enough to help them through all they need? I will love something completely self absorbed enough and cant truly love me back because Im not worth it anyways?Once the burden on my own weights jerked my attention awake, I first and foremost knew that change needed my full awareness on this cognitive process and anything that was part of the problem in my immediate life, needed to cease. Goodbye.So what are we always hiding from with personal perception and separation from each other and truth. I decided to focus on the broken record created by history, turned with fingers for the future. I allowed this "thought" of who I am, what has happened, what I do/done or what I want to be completely unattached to the me that just is.

I spent the next couple weeks divulged in this idea of being aware of everything going on inside my head. Listening to every thought that passed judgment on life in general and watching the separation it inherently causes between people. I found that through this quiet there were two distinct voices in my head. The first one being all the thought process that thinks and interperpates every person, situation, feeling and myself based on my life's experiences. The second one being the awareness behind all the judgment. The awareness that sits very collective in the reality that just is.n my little experiment I found that as I made myself extremely aware of my thoughts turned reactions, they were undeniably conditioned by the past and driven by the future, in turn falling into the identify that begs to ask "who are you". The "who are you" that is separation and judgement caused by an ego completely unidentified to the true awareness of who we are.


As the shore rises to kiss my toes, I brush my hands over the top of its glistening white diamond like tide. The sea water twirls around my fingers as we dance through the surge and my feet push through the ever shifting sand. As they are submerged in weightless water, they play in oxygen that breathes without thought and I have such ease with what I feel... Land never truly escaped from under me. I just simply chose to hover over my ocean floor beginning, suspended in emotional weight from the bottom and want for the top.When all we really have to do is awaken to the beauty of presence that can be every moment. All hardships and past experiences can be accepted because the reality is they are if they are there, its just us that feel its necessary to give them time or label them to who we are. Stress and worry can be eliminated because they are for tomorrow and take you away from accepting this moment your in and giving it the quality of your presence. The reality is we can change our position into living right now and not anywhere that land wont welcome the grace of attention our feet choose to give the footprints we make... as we make them.We by nature make it so much harder on ourselves, so I am curious... if you took just a couple days off from the noise to be still and view your own thoughts, what do you think you would hear?

Nothing is gone but the moment I see is blinding.
My thoughts had moved on but the moment I knew was binding.
With stillness in time, the rush in a moment wont find me.
As I free my mind, loose thought and time...
My stillness will move me.
















1 Comments.


don't be hard on urself. life is like that... sometimes best friends r not true friends... how sad it is...
» renaye on 2009-03-30 09:11:49

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