To give and to take.

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” In a ship that is constantly giving, one can’t help but to sometimes feel the need to jump off and break-free. “

Stop

Stop

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Don’t want to ground myself, don’t want to limit myself, don’t want to think about it, don’t want to know anything else.

Just want to live, just want to be free, break free, just want to feel the air breeze through my hair.

What we need is a sense of unity, not an idea of unity.

We’ve learned how to make a living, but not a life. We have wider freeways, but narrower viewpoints. We spend more, but have less; we buy more, but enjoy less. We have bigger houses and smaller families; more conveniences, but less time. We have more degrees but less sense; more knowledge, but less judgment; more experts, yet more problems; more medicine, but less wellness.

We drink too much, smoke too much, spend too recklessly, laugh too little, drive too fast, get too angry, stay up too late, get up too tired, read too little, watch TV too much, and pray too seldom.

We have multiplied our possessions, but reduced our values. We talk too much, love too seldom, and hate too often.

http://www.knowledgeoftoday.org/2013/03/our-need-for-sense-of-unity.html#.UUMclrQ_My4

The two wolves.

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In me, there lie two wolves. 

One white, one black.

Whichever wolf I feed more, 

will eventually become me. 

So which one, dear girl, do you want to be? 

Too much reasoning, yet lack imagination.

Too much reasoning, yet lack imagination.

Reasons help to identify and categorise, but it is imagination that brings to live something beautiful, that helps us make sense of the intangibles, because often, imagination involves the engagement of emotions.

Religion. My one true God?

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Some things I cannot change, but till I try, i’ll never know.

 

Hii! 

First of all, I posted a somewhat irrelevant portrait (of myself, heh) because based on my observations, humans are by nature, attracted to human interests elements, such as = > selfie photos, perverted images, tragic accidents with photos, etc. In truth, my experiments proved that my writings with those of selfie photos involved are much more popular, than those of not. My point is, I want to increase readership, especially when it comes to significant (to me) writings like this that trigger thoughts. 

Anyways! The notion of “ My religion/ church is the One and Only Truth ” , and, notions such as just ” because you are not of a certain religion or belonging to a particular congregation, you will go to hell or heaven“, really really baffles me.

Gone are the days where I would refer myself as a true and holy Catholic, or one who religiously attends mass etc, for particular reasons, however I guess I don’t deny that my core values has always been there and will remain.

I do not understand, I thought religion is all about love, and forgiveness, and unity. I would like to believe that my God is your God. And, even if we do not share the same religious beliefs, i guess my God is a just, loving and generous one, and that He would treat us all just the same. Unfortunately, the world speaks otherwise. Religion, today, has been used by certain authorities to divide, to discriminate, to spark wars, to cause blood sheds, and to influence me that my neighbours are not my friends, and I should not love them as I should love those who are of my own congregation.

How is this? I highly doubt division was ever our God’s intention for us. Nonetheless, in arts school, we learnt that, it is also in human nature to want to be different from one another. Hence, explains, the rooting of different religions, cultures, and beliefs.

I personally love all my friends who is of different religious backgrounds, in which involve Christians, Catholics, Methodists, Protestants, Muslims, Hindus, Buddhism, Taoist and Freethinkers. Does it make me less of a person because I am Catholic? Does it make me less of a loveable person to God because I am Catholic, and not Muslim? Does it make me a person with stronger faith, say had I converted to something else, and not my own?

I cannot comprehend this matter. Why the division and discrimination when it comes to religion?

Isn’t religion all about loving thy neighbours, your brothers and sisters, by that I interpret as everybody, everyone, every being, breathable creature in this world?

 

I mean, I don’t know. You tell me. My question is, I ponder, are these rules, rules of God, or merely rules imparted by men, since long ago?  

* Please note that the above is purely commentary and of personal opinion, I do not want to hold any accountability to the factuality of the above information. 

 

Much much love,

Nicole Sweetyen

 

I want anything to do with travelling.

Classes commenced today, and I am all ready to hit this road with full perseverance and determination to be the best or nothing at all.

Today’s post though, is not as simple as that. Two things inspired me today. One in which is my cousin’s invitation to his blog. And two, is simply being in the realm of people again, young souls with dreams, and goals, and hopes of becoming someone, someday.

Familiar faces, new faces, or even friends whom you’ve bonded sometime ago back at home, just people in general, they always give me some sort of a motivation and an inspiration, to become part of this world. 

Since turning 21, I feel tables have turned. I am no longer naive and careless. This stinging feeling in me pushes me to go further. I now need to make decisions. Decisions of my future, in which I do not want to burden my parents.

I had to make decisions such as exchanging to a new place, a new environment with only strangers around me. I make decisions such as which field I really am going to major in, and which direction I want to head towards, and I feel its probably high time I stick to them and give in a little more effort, because if there is a will, there will be a way.

Hence, I have decided. I really really really, want to be a travel writer, or if God permits, a travel host. For now, of course, a lot has to be done, especially reading and writing, which, I sometimes, wriggle out of. Sigh. However, enough, enough of that, time to be an adult, and start taking actions. 😉 Please wish me luck.

I would love love to meet more writers, travel writers, at least through here. So if you are reading, please do feel free to shake my hand, and tell me all about your experiences. 

 

Much love,

Nicole. 

Why have we become so blind?

Why have we become so blind?

I’m sorry for bombarding you with all my selfie photos, but a girl can’t deny it, photo booth is created for girls like me.

I’d like to share with you something really meaningful today.

The boyfriend of a true friend told me that I looked ugly with makeup just hours ago. I am so grateful for that.

When did I become so blind?

When did I stop thinking that one can be so beautiful without any sort of cosmetics – the drawings and paintings, contouring, as if the face is no different than a piece of paper?

Just when did women, allow ourselves to be defined by these cosmetics, magazines, and editing softwares?

Just when did women, forget how to feel confident and beautiful when she walk out to the streets without any foundation or whatsoever?

I know now, that it takes real friends, real men to tell you that you look just fine, and even better by being your best natural self.

This will be a lesson I will forever carve into my little heart, and hopefully look back someday when I am overwhelmed by the rat race of humanity.

Beauty, indeed is in the eyes of the beholder, and my eyes, choose to believe that mine, and your natural self is the true beauty.

Much much love,

Nicole.