Botakhead.

what may seem strange and odd for us, may just be something ordinary for others.
the idea is for respect and an open mind to encapsulate our being.

that's how we all could possibly get along.
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Peace.

Haters gonna hate.

people will at some point of time, doubt you, hate you, have something nasty to think and say about you.
it's inevitable. I borrow from Churchill's point of thought:


You have enemies? Good. That means you've stood up for something, sometime in your life.
Winston Churchill


Often, these enemies come in form of strangers and worse, friends and family. This may be difficult to understand at times. Yet, it is what it is. It's within the genetic complexity of being human, being 'cultured' and so on and so forth. 


In more ways than one, vengeance and 'getting back' at haters may be a tempting pursuit, but I think having to deal with it internally with yourself can be far greater and productive than attempting to harness your energy and efforts in proving your doubters directly. 


I think it would be much wiser to look at yourself. Let the universe take its course, leave the judgement to higher power, and get shit done. 
Difficult as it may be. It takes practice. Patience. 


But the first step may be to; be still and silent. 

Going to Hell ?

by the power of the mirror,

we are the lie we tell ourselves everyday.

without knowing it because the mirror speaks back to us - in lies we hear in truth in our heads. 

my dear child, you are beautiful

there was something about your sky being different from mine.
the colours, textures and all that's built within it that makes your sky the ultimatum.

i want to live in your sky. i want to breathe your air. taste your clouds. feel your wind.

today.

my life in stills. 

enjoy

Even so faith, if it has no works, is dead, being by itself (James 2:17)

gentleman on the right is Balan. I bumped into him tonight on our way to dinner. when i first met him, he was bleeding profusely on his arm, with a gashing wound large enough for me to take a peek into the inner parts of his flesh. Balan slipped because of the rain and slit his arm open. some were standing around as he attempted to use grass to try and stop the bleeding. Vee tried with tissues, but indeed, this needed more attention.

8 stitches and a couple of hundred dollars later, he was sewed up pretty good with painkillers and antibiotics to go.

I, for one, am no saint. I just remembered a few things which called on faith to move into action. I don't think any sort of pride and all that bs should be credited to me. It was indeed a strange situation to be put into on your way to dinner. It was indeed a very delicate moment in time - where you are caught in a dilemma with yourself to either extend your hand or walk away and hope for the best for the man.

Perhaps, the moral of tonight's event is simple. Irregardless of your beliefs, Christian, Jew, Muslim, Hindu, Atheist, I think we are all in some point of time be tossed into a situation to be good to our fellow man. Often times, to people we may not even know. In those circumstances, here's my word out to you, to simply 'do good'.

You may not be a Jesus or Buddha, but whatever little indeed helps.