Bertrand Russell said : ” A happy life must be to a great extent a quiet life, for it is only in an atmosphre of quiet that true joy dare live.” We live in a city filled with noise and people. Quiet moments like these are treasured and remembered and kept closed to the heart.
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]]>We live in a city filled with noise and people. Quiet moments like these are treasured and remembered and kept closed to the heart.
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]]>River dried up and one can see nothing but sand which trucks get to use for constructions. I took this mobile photo while riding in a bus. Photo first posted here.
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]]>I took this mobile photo while riding in a bus.
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]]>Self-portrait. Is this theme easy or difficult? It was difficult for me and here’s why: I remember having several self-portrait photos during a time I just had a haircut. I can’t find these in my active files anymore and my guess is that they are stored in the CDs. Much as I tried hunting for […]
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]]>Self-portrait. Is this theme easy or difficult? It was difficult for me and here’s why:
I remember having several self-portrait photos during a time I just had a haircut. I can’t find these in my active files anymore and my guess is that they are stored in the CDs. Much as I tried hunting for a photo of me that I took, I saw none that showed me, except a few of my feet and hands. Ha!
Anyway, here I am, enjoying the fine white beach sands of Bohol. <- clickable word
I didn’t do anything to the photo except to crop, resize and put text. The blurred part is where the sea water swirls on my feet.
Love it there, can’t wait to go back.
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]]>I used to think that life is easy and uncomplicated. That life is like the ebb and tide of the ocean where waves are dictated by how strong the winds are or how gentle the breeze is and that no matter how strong the wave wants to go a different way, it has to submit […]
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]]>Later on, as I grew older and perhaps wiser, I realized that in life, we can either choose to be like the wave: submissive and accepting that which it is destined to become, a part of the heaving ocean, strong in the face of the storms and gentle in times of calm.
But if we choose to do otherwise, be gentle when everything is fierce around us and strong when there is no need to, there would perhaps, arise a desire to be different in the face of uniformity.
As for life? I was right, I guess, it IS easy and uncomplicated, we just don’t try enough to appreciate the good and the bad in it, the highs and the lows.
It’s like trying to catch every wave that comes our way which we certainly can’t do for if we try, we will just feel frustrated.
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]]>Children wading in shallow river water along the highway at dusk time. The little boy said it was the “best day” of going home from visiting the grandparents. They wanted to do it again when we come back. Spend a longer time too. It feels great that they appreciate doing these simple things without plugging […]
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]]>Children wading in shallow river water along the highway at dusk time.
The little boy said it was the “best day” of going home from visiting the grandparents. They wanted to do it again when we come back. Spend a longer time too.
It feels great that they appreciate doing these simple things without plugging or putting batteries on anything
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