Somtimes I look up to the ceiling, either seeking restraint or patience, or merely searching for the slightest trace of possible sense. but maybe I look up too much.
One of my favourite quotes is not from Socrates,nor is it from George Santayana. Quite the contrary, it comes from a fairy tale boy by the name of Peter Pan. 'Think happy thoughts and you can fly'. When I was intellectually more immature, I took it literally. Now, I can discern the scopicness of it, and appreciate the impact they words actually carry. Trouble is, as so many have often told me, I think too much. Or to put it in more details, I worry too much. I worry about how things are going to turn out, I worry.. and it's making me a pessimist. But sometimes I just deliberately worry with no ill intentions upon myself, but for preparation and mastering the art of stoicism. Marcus Aurelius is my teacher. We have to utilize all our inner senses, but ok I admit, maybe I am exploiting my sense of 'steeling myself against hard knocks'. At least I have recognised this.. so now, it's time to inspirit myself and embloden myself with golden thoughts. who knows? you might see me knocking outside your window with wings one day.... haha okok lame joke. couldnt resist. ;p let's all fly together huh.
I'm gonna be a thinker and i'm gonna fly
I'm gonna grow wings and soar real high
I'm gonna abandon all burdens when i'm up in the sky
I'm gonna let bygones pass me by..
Who can fathom what we have? Anybody who has been in love before can....