Manifestations

The story of the stone cutter:
There was once a stone cutter who was dissatisfied with himself and with his position in life.

One day he passed a wealthy merchant’s house. Through the open gateway, he saw many fine possessions and important visitors. “How powerful that merchant must be!” thought the stone cutter. He became very envious and wished that he could be like the merchant. To his great surprise, he suddenly became the merchant, enjoying more luxuries and power than he had ever imagined, but envied and detested by those less wealthy than himself.

Soon a high official passed by, carried in a sedan chair, accompanied by attendants and escorted by soldiers beating gongs. Everyone, no matter how wealthy, had to bow low before the procession. “How powerful that official is!” he thought. “I wish that I could be a high official!” Then he became the high official, carried everywhere in his embroidered sedan chair, feared and hated by the people all around.

It was a hot summer day, so the official felt very uncomfortable in the sticky sedan chair. He looked up at the sun. It shone proudly in the sky, unaffected by his presence. “How powerful the sun is!” he thought. “I wish that I could be the sun!” Then he became the sun, shining fiercely down on everyone, scorching the fields, cursed by the farmers and laborers.

But a huge black cloud moved between him and the earth, so that his light could no longer shine on everything below. “How powerful that storm cloud is!” he thought. “I wish that I could be a cloud!” Then he became the cloud, flooding the fields and villages, shouted at by everyone.

But soon he found that he was being pushed away by some great force, and realized that it was the wind. “How powerful it is!” he thought. “I wish that I could be the wind!” Then he became the wind, blowing tiles off the roofs of houses, uprooting trees, feared and hated by all below him.

But after a while, he ran up against something that would not move, no matter how forcefully he blew against it - a huge, towering rock. “How powerful that rock is!” he thought. “I wish that I could be a rock!” Then he became the rock, more powerful than anything else on earth.

But as he stood there, he heard the sound of a hammer pounding a chisel into the hard surface, and felt himself being changed. “What could be more powerful than I, the rock?” he thought.

He looked down and saw far below him the figure of a stone cutter.

Perhaps - even more important than the ability to manifest your desires is the insight to realize that they are no better than what you already have. Not better, not worse - just different.

Poker Face

往往人生有了更多， 却越来越寂寞，

如果我们可以用一句"无所谓"面对它，那会多么的美好。

Retail therapy yesterday was supposed to be post-JCTs catharsis for me. Sadly, it turned out the other way round. I felt stressed while shopping at Orchard Tangs. I had $80 worth of Tangs vouchers to splurge but on the condition that the items were nett priced. Well imagine how hard it was to buy things when most of the damn items were on discount. I felt so miserable every time I picked out something, only to have my heart sink when I saw the discount tags. *sigh*

In the end I got myself a new polo tee and a wallet so I guess it wasn’t too bad in the end. But still! I saw this uber-sex metallic shoes and they were about $300 and it was 70% off! I want! I shall earn big bucks next time so I can shop without looking at price tags in the future. Yes yes I will.

And fuck headaches that have been plaguing me the entire week.
I hope this week turns out good. Hail Mary!

I shall post a few videos for y’all to watch to help y’all de-stress okay? ‘Cos they helped me. Enjoy!

Lady Gaga explains 'Poker Face' - Friday Night With Jonathan Ross - BBC One

Charlie The Unicorn