"If you’re going to create the life of your dreams, if you’re going to discover the life God created you to live, you have to learn how to say no to all the other options. And the tough choices aren’t between good and evil, but between all the equally good options out there that are simply not the right paths for you. You have to allow even beautiful dreams to die when they are not supposed to be yours. To make even on dream come to reality, many other dreams have to be sacrificed on the altar of your imagination…We live our lives cutting away every potential future we reject and giving life to the one we choose."
“Every year, I enter my class and ask the students, how many of them are studying what they truly want. Not a single one raises their hands. It’s depressing to see so many young, fun, and bright students go to waste. I’ve never seen anything quite like it elsewhere, this abuse of talent.
Previously, I had this student who was really into fashion. It was obviously more than a hobby. I’m not a person who is easily impressed, but when I saw the sketches he/she made, I was completely blown away. And then I asked what he/she was studying – Mechanical Engineering.
Singapore has an incredible talent pool, but this is not reflective in her accomplishments. Somehow Singapore has yet to produce a company like Apple or Google. I used to think that someone will figure out how to maximize the talents here, but I’m not so sure now.”
“Perhaps after this generation passes?”
“Okay, say I ask an average Singaporean how many children they’d want, how would they reply?”
“Well, taking into account the high and increasing cost of living, 2 should be a nice number. A boy and a girl. No more.”
“You see, you Singaporeans are so rational. You don’t get such responses elsewhere. When the next generation takes over, it can go both ways. You either force your ambitions upon your 1.2 children because you didn’t get to live it, or you’d be wiser. You know how it’s like to give up your dreams, and you’d be damned if you did the same to your children.
Another thing that bothers me is that you don’t hear much original stuff from the bands here. Most groups sing covers of more popular hits. Back home, ‘cover bands’ are considered second grade to the bands who write and sing their own music. One will be quite ashamed to say that they’re part of a cover band.
Also, the last time we had one of these concerts (Supernova), my colleague and I were quite astonished that the queue for free beer was shorter than the cotton candy. I mean, seriously, cotton candy?”
i lash relentlessly against people sending them in a flurry soon to be whipped off the streets show no mercy stopping at nothing persistent like a bullet to be planted within i roar at you i rage rifle through the papers expel dirt and the waters tear through the towns and the commotions within sear into your souls cutting through the walls that you erect in your defense
"It is not only the standardized mode of production of the culture industry which makes the individual illusory in its products. Individuals are tolerated only as far as their wholehearted identity with the universal is beyond question. From the standardized improvisation in jazz to the original film personality who must have a lock of hair straying over her eyes so that she can be recognized as such, pseudoindividuality reigns. The individual trait is reduced to the ability of the universal so completely to mold the accidental that it can be recognized as accidental. The sulky taciturnity or the elegant walk of the individual who happens to be on show is serially produced like the Yale locks which differ by fractions of a millimeter. The peculiarity of the self is a socially conditioned monopoly commodity misrepresented as natural."
- The Culture Industry: Enlightenment as Mass Deception, Max Horkheimer and Theodor W. Adorno (1944)
Live today. Not yesterday. Not tomorrow. Just today. Inhabit your moments. Don’t rent them out to tomorrow. Do you know what you’re doing when you spend a moment wondering how things are going to turn out?
You’re cheating yourself out of today. Today is calling to you, trying to get your attention, but you’re stuck on tomorrow, and today trickles away like water down a drain. You wake up the next morning and that today you wasted is gone forever. It’s now yesterday. Some of those moments may have had wonderful things in store for you , but now you’ll never know.
The life of a consumer product is very short. It is meant to be so in order to keep the factory that produces it working, the workers employed, its consumers happy but not for long, and the economy moving. This brevity of existence is a constraint on critical analysis of any consumer object, singularly or in constellation as a trend or a lifestyle. The problem is that by the time the analyst figures out the critical angle for commentary, the object in question would have already been consumed and committed to the trash-heap. Consumed and rejected, or unsold and rejected, either way it is discarded… the brevity of life of a consumer object and of a consumer trend makes it unavoidable that all published materials on consumer products and trends are by definition “historical.” (Chua, 2003: vii)”
"…First, the fact that labor is external to the worker, i.e., it does not belong to his intrinsic nature; that in his work, therefore, he does not affirm himself but denies himself, does not feel content but unhappy, does not develop freely his physical and mental energy but mortifies his body and ruins his mind. The worker therefore only feels himself outside his work, and in his work feels outside himself. He feels at home when he is not working, and when he is working he does not feel at home. His labor is therefore not voluntary, but coerced; it is forced labor. It is therefore not the satisfaction of a need; it is merely a means to satisfy needs external to it. Its alien character emerges clearly in the fact that as soon as no physical or other compulsion exists, labor is shunned like the plague. External labor, labor in which man alienates himself, is a labor of self-sacrifice, of mortification.”
“[Look for yourself, and you will find in the long run only hatred, loneliness, despair, rage, ruin, and decay.] But look for Christ and you will find Him, and with Him everything else thrown in.”—C.S. Lewis, from Mere Christianity
For the mountains shall depart, and the hills be removed; but my kindness shall not depart from thee, neither shall the covenant of my peace be removed, saith the LORD that hath mercy on thee. -Isaiah 54:10