Perspective

Behold the beauty of subjectivity and perceptivity.

The greyness of the matter or the greyness beyond the matter?
The colour of the matter or the colour of the entirety surrounding the matter?

Uncertainty and ambiguity often results in us being in a state of perplexity.

Is there ever an answer which would clearly demarcate that thin line which separates black from white?

Or is that answer just greyness, a paradox in itself, a state which would never remain in absolute itself?

Smile

Mind-Boggling Philosophies

Four Philosophical Questions To Make Your Head Hurt

David Bain presents four paradoxes, in view of World Philosophy Day, which guarantees to give your mind a good mental workout.

1. Should we kill healthy people for their organs?
2. Are you the same person who started reading this article?
3. Is that really a computer screen in front of you?
4. Did you really choose to read this article?

Enjoy pondering.

Call me a mental sadist, my favourite line came from the second question:

It is tempting to say that you are a human brain, not a human
being.

Headache. Headache.

A Plea To Live

"Dear Noel, is life not worth living?"

A disabled broadcaster Liz Carr writes a letter to Noel Martin , a man intending to travel to Switzerland to undergo euthanasia, persuading him not to surrender his life so easily.

Reading the words of his letter, I am reminded life's not that bad after all as I know so many less lucky than I.



This reminds me of Nick Vujicic, a man born without arms and legs, but lives life to the fullest by travelling globally, spreading his message of life with a purpose.

Be inspired.

If you were in his position, what would you do?

Obama Zombies

I can't believe these are real people.

The Power Of Words.. And Moving Images

I was left speechless after watching the following campaign video by Barack Obama's team.

His pick and play of words and media was excellent.

I need to hire his marketing team.

It was a creed written into the founding documents that declared the destiny of a nation.

Yes we can.

It was whispered by slaves and abolitionists as they blazed a trail toward freedom.

Yes we can.

It was sung by immigrants as they struck out from distant shores and pioneers who pushed westward against an unforgiving wilderness.

Yes we can.

It was the call of workers who organized; women who reached for the ballots; a President who chose the moon as our new frontier; and a King who took us to the mountaintop and pointed the way to the Promised Land.

Yes we can to justice and equality.

Yes we can to opportunity and prosperity.

Yes we can heal this nation.

Yes we can repair this world.

Yes we can.

We know the battle ahead will be long, but always remember that no matter what obstacles stand in our way, nothing can stand in the way of the power of millions of voices calling for change. (We want change.)

We have been told we cannot do this by a chorus of cynics…they will only grow louder and more dissonant ………..

We’ve been asked to pause for a reality check. We’ve been warned against offering the people of this nation false hope.

But in the unlikely story that is America, there has never been anything false about hope.

Now the hopes of the little girl who goes to a crumbling school in Dillon are the same as the dreams of the boy who learns on the streets of LA; we will remember that there is something happening in America; that we are not as divided as our politics suggests; that we are one people; we are one nation; and together, we will begin the next great chapter in the American story with three words that will ring from coast to coast; from sea to shining sea: Yes We Can.

The Amygdala

Of Dusk.

Of Time.

Of Distance.

Of Sleep.

Of Eyes.

Of Mouth

Of Many.

And Of 1.

Heaven & Earth

Was at the gym today with my workout buddy as usual.

The air-conditioning system in the gym had broken down today & it felt so much like a sauna, except that it smelt so bad, reeking of stale perspiration throughout the area.

The gym's located on the second floor of the building & after the work out, we proceeded down to the first floor which felt so much cooler because the air conditioner's working fine downstairs (don't ask me why, I have not figured that out yet, considering it should be a central cooling system).

And so the both of us camped downstairs, sitting by the window, enjoying the cold air breezing out of the air conditioner, while waiting for the downpour outside to stop.

And then the hilarious conversation got started.

Me: Ahhh, it feels so much cooler down here! So much more comfortable then upstairs.

D: Ha, it's like heaven & earth!

E: Er... but why is Heaven so hot then?

D: Because Heaven is experiencing global warming!

E: Ah?

And as usual... 2s later, the two of us roared out in laughter, realising the absurdity and silliness of our conversation.

Only to realise...

That there were five other people waiting in that area... overhearing our conversation.

Ahhh...

just another day in the life of Adderwyn.

Running After The Kite

My God! There is a way to be good to be good again.

Watched the movie, read the book.

I've never loved an author so much! And the director, Marc Foster brought the book to life through his spectacular use of visuals, as if Khalled Hosseini's choice of words were not powerful enough.

The story's packed with theme after theme! I need to watch it once again, to absorb every single detail which is so intricately wound into the main plot. Even then, that may not suffice.

I leave you with a soundtrack from the movie. Which touched my heart, all the way into the depths of my soul.

Enjoy.