Life Expectancy: 65 Years

Claud

An avid collector of your hopes and worries, a romantic at heart.

She thanks her fairies, for blessing her with people who know compassion down to an art.

For accepting her for who she is, who never fails to turn up,

in times of need as well as happiness, or just there for a loving hug.



Wednesday, February 10, 2010
judge a man not by his post

I heard the title of this entry via a talk. The speaker was saying how people these days judge someone by what he does. I think we can all connect with that.

"Which primary school were you from?"
"Which Secondary school did u manage to get into?"
"Which JC did you go?"
"Which Univeristy are you at? What COURSE are you at?"

I still doubt the use of occupation as a measure of class differences. However, it seems to be that I have to reluctantly accept the idea that what you do, is invariably tied to how people see you.

Although I am lucky to be surrounded by friends around me who don't give a shit about what I am doing. Then again, that's because we know each other as persons, rather as people.

Hmm...do you feel exploited? Prior learning Marx (which people have often misconceive it to be linked to USSR and China. That is NOT Marx btw), I used to be grateful that I have a job. That doing your job well so that it is deserving of your pay. I have forgotten that somehow along the way when Marx started to infiltrate my brain nodules.

Hahaha...just some rants in my head.

I used to think - what is the point of studying all these when we can do shit to change it. Then again, our professors hope that once we have studied these things, we can go and change the current situation. However, I am not so sure if that is going to be a realistic notion. I think we are surrounded by personal problems everyday i.e. rushing to the next meeting, handing up the next assignment, doing your job etc...that we don't think about wanting to change the predicament we are in. In fact, I think it's hard to find TIME to change anything at all.

Maybe activists should be wealthy so that they have time to change? Or maybe that is why change has always been a top down process where those that can afford to even think about change in the first place. If i were a poor menial worker, all I am concerned about essentially is about my next meal.

HMM....professors should be paid more in the future. I think they present a very important future of our society. The admission that something is wrong and embracing the necessity to change for the better. In any case, I hope that changes by the time i graduate at least...HAHA, then i no need to starve.

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I believe in immortality.

I believe that there is life after death. However, I do not believe it in the same way as most.

I believe that you live through your contributions - your imprint - on society. I believe that you live through the lives of others.

If you have made a significant difference to others, your contributions generate their happiness and that happiness is from where life comes forth from you because you have made a difference.

So don't think about death as an end. Rather, think about it as an impetus to live and to be lived. To have the comfort in knowing that even in your absence, the people you have touched will continue to live your life - carry on the jokes you make, the memories you forge and the improvements they have experienced because of you.

A breathing man can exist, but a dead man can live. Do you choose to exist or do you choose to live? I choose the latter, because I know that my reputation, my work, my love will continue to propagate through the life of others, and I will live through them.

Life and Death is not a dichotomy, but a continuum that continually meld into alternate forms. When you feel extreme sadness, you feel as if death is here. When you die knowing that people around you have lived better because of you, then you die alive.

So...don't preoccupy your mind of what will come in the future but to live in this life and make it a meaningful one. What comes later, is for later.

That, my dear friends, is the reason why I can fathom the idea of having no after-life.

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