“Psychologists tell us that, if you experimentally separate children in any arbitrary way - say, dress half of them in green T-shirts and half in orange - they will develop in-group loyalty and outgroup prejudice. To continue the experiment, suppose that, when they grow up, greens only marry greens and oranges only marry oranges. Moreover, “green children” only go to green schools and “orange children” to orange schools. Carry on for 300 years and what have you got? Northern Ireland, or worse. Religion may not be the only divisive power that can propel dangerous prejudices down through many generations (language and race are other candidates) but religion is the only one that receives active government support in the form of schools.”—Leader: Do you get it now, Prime Minister? by Richard Dawkins (via scipsy)
“You must write every single day of your life. You must read dreadful dumb books and glorious books, and let them wrestle in beautiful fights inside your head, vulgar one moment, brilliant the next. You must lurk in libraries and climb the stacks like ladders to sniff books like perfumes and wear books like hats upon your crazy heads. I wish you a wrestling match with your creative muse that will last a lifetime. I wish craziness and foolishness and madness upon you. May you live with hysteria, and out of it make fine stories – science fiction or otherwise. Which finally means, may you be in love every day for the next 20,000 days. And out of that love, remake a world.”—Ray Bradbury (via atomos)
…has been the subject of my consciousness these past few days… I start to wonder and think, is this good or bad? Healthy or unhealthy? Should I succumb to these thoughts, thoughts of her, to these feelings… or should I resist…
I smile as I remember a line on the song These Foolish Things by Eric Maschwitz,
"You came, You saw, You conquered me…"
We all have our days… and these days seem to be mine. :)
September 11, Sunday morning when my parents and I went to Amoranto swimming pool to coach 2 students. Only 1 came so I decided to do some laps. I was completely out of shape. I only restarted swimming, once a week, for like a month. My diet in the past couple of weeks was disoriented. I was demotivated. I was unenergetic. But still, I decided on doing it, knowing that it is good for my health.
First few laps was ok but it felt weird because if you’re not in shape, you don’t swim well and if you don’t swim well then your form will be incorrect, and if your form is incorrect, your body isn’t in line with the water, hence, you sink.
I felt heavy. Still, I decided to go on and do NIKE’s advice and “JUST DO IT”, even thought you don’t actually wear nikes when you swim. The moment I reached the 500 meter mark, my body started to rebel on what my brain tells them to do. I know how the correct form should feel like, as i’ve felt them before when I was in good shape, but they just seem too sloppy. I noticed that I do more strokes in 1 lap, my swimming’s very inefficient. Still, I held on.
I was coming near the 1 kilometer mark and my body starts to grumble real hard. I started to feel dizzy. Fatigue starts to set in. My muscles started to ache. It’s when I reached 1500 meters when my body adapted. I don’t feel tired anymore. I started to swim with less rest and I started to really enjoy it. I reached 2 kilometers, then I cooled down.
I realized that there is always this elastic, rubbery-like layer between success and satisfaction. The more we try to push, the more energy we need and the more powerful is its resistance. If we give up, we end up being catapulted even further back. But if we persist, the microscopic scars that we leave with every effort we make will eventually become visible. And we gain hope. We exert even more effort. Then we’re free. And the amount of effort we made is proportional to the degree to how much we’ll appreciate how wonderful and light it is to be free. Had I decided to give up when I felt tired, I would have not felt the fulfillment and joy of what I have experienced. I was set free from fatigue and I went home feeling invigorated and relaxed. I’m sure I’ll sleep soundly.
Bale ako si Gary. Edgardo Ramos Loteria II. Pilipino. Nakatira sa Pilipinas. Sa Luzon. Yun nalang, nakakatakot yung NSA eh.
Ang layunin ng blog ko na ito eh para matuto rin ako sa pagsusulat. Minsan english, madalas tagalog. Para ma-improve yung writing ko, composition, grammar, etc. At the same time, ala lang, blog.
Chaka ano din, mga natututunan ko ilalagay ko dito, sa buhay-buhay, ganun. Hindi naman ako mag-popost ng walang kwentang bagay. Sana maka-inspire, somehow, ang mga post ko. Hanggat maaari e me matutunan yung babasa. kung wala man, eh, ayun, wala. Kung ang isusulat ko lang eh tungkol sa sarili ko eh, anu ba naman yun, walang kwenta.
So ayun! 2:40AM na.
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