Pain is the toll we pay to travel on the highway of life, yet many of us have tried in vain to steer our lives in a lane that’s toll-free of pain. The highway of life has a lane for every desire destination, but it doesn’t matter which lane we take to lead us to … More The highway of life.
When pocket became the soul of man,life became merchandise measured by the price tags of greed.When pocket became the soul of man,life became plagued with foul deeds for the sake of proceeds.When pocket became the soul of man,the pocket-less were priced out from enjoying their need.When pocket became the soul of man,profit became the soulmate … More The soul of greed.
If we should ask people to direct us to the address of happiness, we would be stuck at the crossroads of confusion, without having a clear direction of how to begin our pursuit of happiness. Some people believe that love is the address at which happiness resides, they see happiness as a secondary emotion that’s … More The address of happiness.
Opinions are social mirrors, in which most of us judge our self-image and assess our self-worth; mirrors that warped our truth and reflect upon us foreign views. Opinions are the gavel that brings attention to our faults, which transformed society into a courtroom of faultfinding, where opinions decide what’s wrong or right about the lives … More Opinions: social mirrors.
When the dark clouds of misery are nowhere near,the flowing tears of sorrow are clear,and the atmosphere of life is fair,rainbow love magically appears.Rainbow love is a love with many shadesbut shows its true color when the smile of happiness fades.A love that disappears at the dawn of pain;a love that’s only committed to what … More Rainbow Love
It’s said that the human eyes have yet to behold the fullness of the earth, most of which is cover under a blanket of wetness, and our lenses are too narrow to capture the vastness of the Cosmo, leaving most of it hidden from our naked eyes. But if we take a closer look at … More Hidden
My heart grooves to the music of free will but my feet move to the rhythm of destiny.My lungs breathe the air of free will,but my feet are shackled to the unchangeable will of destiny,unable to explore the freedom of life possibilities.My life is like a choice-less leaf blowing in the wind of destiny. Destiny … More Destiny
Pretense was naturally weaved into the fabric of our human nature; from early childhood, we were trying on playful masks of made believe, but as we’ve become more conscious of the judgemental eyes of others, we started to wear the mask of acceptance so that we could ward off the social death of rejection. Social … More The mask of pretense.
Health is the forgotten treasure of life, its richness is taken for granted until the debilitating effects of sickness remind us of its true value, by making us into spectators that cannot participate in the fullness of life. Health is the current that allows the rhythm of life to flow, and the currency that we … More The wealth of health
They say that life was an unplanned cosmic birth, leftover debris form from a cosmic accident (the big bang) that occurred billions of years ago, of which they’ve yet to find the cause. And they say that after this cosmic accident which gave birth to life, we were rescued from the cosmic debris by the … More They say….