5/26/10
Check out these cool and amazing face paintings. It's a wonder how they have created these. =)
Source: http://www.guidespot.com/guides/scarygood_facepaint
Labels: art, face painting
5/21/10
A lecturer, when explaining stress management to an audience, raised a glass of water and asked, "How heavy is this glass of water? " Answers called out ranged from 20g to 500g. The lecturer replied,
"The absolute weight doesn't matter. It depends on how long you try to hold it.
If I hold it for a minute, that's not a problem.
If I hold it for an hour, I'll have an ache in my right arm.If I hold it for a day, you'll have to call an ambulance.
In each case, it's the same weight, but the longer I hold it, the heavier it becomes. "
He continued,
“And that's the way it is with stress management.
If we carry our burdens all the time, sooner or later, as the burden becomes increasingly heavy,we won't be able to carry on.
As with the glass of water, you have to put it down for a while and rest before holding it again.
When we're refreshed, we can carry on with the burden.So, before you return home tonight, put the burden of work down.
Don't carry it home. You can pick it up tomorrow.
Whatever burdens you're carrying now, let them down for a moment if you can.
Relax; pick them up later after you've rested.
Life is short.
Enjoy it!”
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drifted moist wood ashore
handful of solitary tears
still asking for more
intricate levels of confusion
washed up all aboard
delicate scents of serenity
divides the mind like a sword
freedom from within
coiled up in melancholy
frown with a twisted smile
wrapped up in a folly
waking up once again
wake up from reality
candid and feeling despair
soiled over surreality
*poem out of boredom
*poem out of nowhere
*poem out of nowhere
Labels: boundaries, personal, poem
most people are dumb
some people are clever
smart, but never wise
most people are shallow and superficial
some people are deep
yet selfish
some people are loud
with empty hearts
some people are pretentious
full of insecurities
some people have talents
full of arrogance
no one's a genius
unlike before
few people have good hearts
sharing it to the poor
few people understand
only to be misunderstood
most people are insensitive
unfeeling, cold and numb
yet sensitive and selfish
only caring about their own feelings
most people fall in love
yet few know about love
most people are intoxicated
with dumb infatuation
most people think
infatuation is love
but few people have unfailing love
yet even fewer are faithful
few people feel
the greatest love of all
humanity is complex,
yet simple
understanding,
yet betraying
beautiful,
but cruel
a painful existence of perpetual bliss.
some people are clever
smart, but never wise
most people are shallow and superficial
some people are deep
yet selfish
some people are loud
with empty hearts
some people are pretentious
full of insecurities
some people have talents
full of arrogance
no one's a genius
unlike before
few people have good hearts
sharing it to the poor
few people understand
only to be misunderstood
most people are insensitive
unfeeling, cold and numb
yet sensitive and selfish
only caring about their own feelings
most people fall in love
yet few know about love
most people are intoxicated
with dumb infatuation
most people think
infatuation is love
but few people have unfailing love
yet even fewer are faithful
few people feel
the greatest love of all
humanity is complex,
yet simple
understanding,
yet betraying
beautiful,
but cruel
a painful existence of perpetual bliss.
Labels: perception, personal, poems
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