If you could save the lives ,of say 1000 people, by losing your own life, would you do it?
Maybe it's some psychology stuffs about wanting to be a hero, but I would. I mean, my life is quite worthless if you ask me, so why not use it to do something that would benefit some many other people.
I've always wanted to do something that I feel would make my parents be proud of me. But I've never had the chance. (PS: this is the only part that is related to the title)
Anyways, on an unrelated note, I've started reading books. It's been years since I last read a proper book, let alone finish it. I bought two books on Thursday and I finished the first one yesterday. That's right, one day! Personal best.
Great books! In my opinion, A Simple Act of Gratitude teaches people to find things, no matter how insignificant it may seem to you, and be grateful about it. Shit My Dad Says is more about feeling confident in what you're doing. Because, quoted from the book, "No one wants to lay a guy who wouldn't lay himself".
Lastly, check my other blog out. Since I've deactivated my Twitter and Facebook, I needed a space to express my everyday thoughts and feelings. Www.gonearetheedges.blogspot.com
Showing posts with label Questions. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Questions. Show all posts
Saturday, February 18, 2012
Sunday, January 15, 2012
Questioning humanity
Look at a person like you were blind, you can't see him and you don't know what he looks like, judge him on how he acts.
With nothing to do, and with time on my hand, I started searching for "What would you do" on youtube.
An influx of emotions overwhelmed me. Tears of joy, shame, fury and etc.
But this particular video, to which I feel, was the most touching.
Linda Hamilton, an angel in disguise, is the type of person we must all learn from.
Caring, persistent, kind and with a heart of gold, she's the role model of humanity.
I honestly have no idea what I would do if I were in that situation. Would I walk by, or would I stop to help? He, the one on the ground, is a (stereotypical) dirty and smelly homeless man. But he is also human. I'm glad this have yet to happen to me. I would regret thoroughly if I was that heartless.
Here are some other videos that I found interesting enough to share with you guys.
Okay, look away if you have a weak heart.
Now, question humanity.
With nothing to do, and with time on my hand, I started searching for "What would you do" on youtube.
An influx of emotions overwhelmed me. Tears of joy, shame, fury and etc.
But this particular video, to which I feel, was the most touching.
Linda Hamilton, an angel in disguise, is the type of person we must all learn from.
Caring, persistent, kind and with a heart of gold, she's the role model of humanity.
I honestly have no idea what I would do if I were in that situation. Would I walk by, or would I stop to help? He, the one on the ground, is a (stereotypical) dirty and smelly homeless man. But he is also human. I'm glad this have yet to happen to me. I would regret thoroughly if I was that heartless.
Here are some other videos that I found interesting enough to share with you guys.
Okay, look away if you have a weak heart.
Now, question humanity.
Saturday, March 26, 2011
Because, reasons were there.
Not being perfect, is perfect.
Not being okay, is okay.
Not being able to express yourself, is one way of expressing yourself.
Because we were born in our own unique ways.
Complications, were meant to teach you, not break you. Trying to reason with myself, in my head, is like playing chess alone. They say what don't kill you, only make you stronger. What if I jump down from the fourth storey, and survive, but becomes paralyzed. What if I get burnt alive, but survives with third degree burns. What if I get shot in the head, but the bullet misses my brain and I survive.
Would all of that, make me stronger? Would it really?
There are so many rules we follow, but some of them we break. Those rules, were never meant to be there, living should be without boundaries.
I always tell my friends what to do when they have troubles with the girls. But when the problem arrives in my backyard, I have no answer to them. I often crash and burn with the ladies, because I have zero game. I'm like a nerd, with the mind of a ten year old, looks of a sixteen year old, size of a twelve, and actions of a fourteen. These numbers, are random. But I really am not what I look like. I may act like I know it all, like I would teach people. But the one really needs to be taught, is me.
I was thrown this question, well, not really, "Am I THAT superficial?". Does look really matter to me that much? I remember doing this personality quiz, and the result was that I am not superficial at all. I make friends with everyone, and everyone likes me because I am not superficial. Looks are secondary, and personality matters most to me. I've grown, it's been years since that quiz was taken. Personality matters the most, really. But do we really go for personality at FIRST sight? I don't think so. We usually go for looks first, then the personality comes in. If you disagree to this, well, you're a liar.
Maybe I should apologize to someone, because I was behaving too much like a superficial motherfucker.
I'm bushed, haven't slept a wink since afternoon, and it's morning now.
Till then.

Cyanide & Happiness @ Explosm.net
Not being okay, is okay.
Not being able to express yourself, is one way of expressing yourself.
Because we were born in our own unique ways.
Complications, were meant to teach you, not break you. Trying to reason with myself, in my head, is like playing chess alone. They say what don't kill you, only make you stronger. What if I jump down from the fourth storey, and survive, but becomes paralyzed. What if I get burnt alive, but survives with third degree burns. What if I get shot in the head, but the bullet misses my brain and I survive.
Would all of that, make me stronger? Would it really?
There are so many rules we follow, but some of them we break. Those rules, were never meant to be there, living should be without boundaries.
I always tell my friends what to do when they have troubles with the girls. But when the problem arrives in my backyard, I have no answer to them. I often crash and burn with the ladies, because I have zero game. I'm like a nerd, with the mind of a ten year old, looks of a sixteen year old, size of a twelve, and actions of a fourteen. These numbers, are random. But I really am not what I look like. I may act like I know it all, like I would teach people. But the one really needs to be taught, is me.
I was thrown this question, well, not really, "Am I THAT superficial?". Does look really matter to me that much? I remember doing this personality quiz, and the result was that I am not superficial at all. I make friends with everyone, and everyone likes me because I am not superficial. Looks are secondary, and personality matters most to me. I've grown, it's been years since that quiz was taken. Personality matters the most, really. But do we really go for personality at FIRST sight? I don't think so. We usually go for looks first, then the personality comes in. If you disagree to this, well, you're a liar.
Maybe I should apologize to someone, because I was behaving too much like a superficial motherfucker.
I'm bushed, haven't slept a wink since afternoon, and it's morning now.
Till then.
Cyanide & Happiness @ Explosm.net
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