reminder
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“In the midst of winter, I found there was, within me, an invincible summer. And that makes me happy. For it says that no matter how hard the world pushes against me, within me, there's something stronger – something better, pushing right back.” Quote by Albert Camus
Labels: #grateful
So perhaps happiness is synchronising one’s personal delusions of meaning with the prevailing collective delusions. As long as my personal narrative is in line with the narratives of the people around me, I can convince myself that my life is meaningful, and find happiness in that conviction.
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On Fyodor sticking his head out the door and running back when he saw me standing at the gate.
A: Maybe he sees you like I see Mdm. Jung. You have an air of authority.
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After a week of getting played by DHL, amd not getting my regular sessions in, I can't believe I'm saying this.
I miss going to the gym.
My wife insisted I get off my JoJo ass last year and join a gym. I'd been putting it off till a bout of lower back pain persuaded me that I should get more limber.
So tomorrow, despite the uncertain schedule of a delivery from Germany, I am gonna hit the gym, even if I have to leave halfway through class.
Did I mention that I'm really grateful to my wife for the encouragement to do this?
I must have.
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I was reading some comments made online regarding education.
There seems to be a perception, which is popular with a fair number of commenters, that schools which produce academically brilliant kids stint on character and moral development and vice versa. I can only suppose it makes them feel better, because I do not think it's true.
The world isn't equal. It doesn't hold true that just because you have certain strengths in some areas, you must have weaknesses in others. Assuredly, they are the subject's weakness. Which, relatively speaking, might still mean that the subject's proficiency or grasp of it is still much stronger than the average.
A child could very well be poor in his studies, have a face that no mother could love, punch with the strength of a kitten and yet be someone who would happily kill cats in the most painful way available.
Leaving out my opinion that parents should be the ones to inculcate moral fibre and build character, a school that doesn't focus on academics doesn't mean it focuses on character development. For certain things, you can't have one without the other. You mean it makes sense that if a school teaches rigor and persistence, focus and analysis, the students will all do less well in the PSLE?
Personally, I find that people who have done well in life, and not unnecessarily just in the material sense, are more ready to extend a helping hand. The downtrodden may actually simply rob the bugger while he is down.
While that isn't always true and certainly not a reflection on the poor, it is what it is. In 2016, it wasn't the rich and educated liberals who elected Donald Trump to the White House. It was the poor who sent a poorly prepared billionaire armed with a grenade.
Life isn't fair and the system isn't going to make it equal. You are. And that should be what empowers you.
Stop blaming the system and simply try to make the best of it. Without the cat killing, of course.
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