<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8005956450113705727</id><updated>2011-07-08T14:53:40.381-07:00</updated><title type='text'>There is only 1 race in the world... 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This Long Story is written base on the Spiritual Reading &amp;amp; Prediction, meaning that ALL the Characters in the Story are “True”. In-order not to reveal the True Identity of the Real People involved, the Names of the Characters will be changed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here it goes, starting from the Sixth Generation of the Continuous Love…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;With no regrets, Hong Ling Zi (紅靈子) was being locked up in the Celestial Jail. As Lord Yue Lao (月下老人) waiting for the dateline to arrive in-order to send Hong Ling Zi for Re-incarnation into the Mortal Realm, Hong Huang Zi (紅凰子) &amp;amp; Hong Luan Zi (紅鸞子) were there to assist Hong Ling Zi in his Cultivation and Preparation. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;One Day, while the three Immortal Boys were chit chatting, suddenly Hong Huang Zi started to encounter giddiness and within second, Hong Huang Zi was found lying on the ground. Hong Ling Zi &amp;amp; Hong Luan Zi was shocked and immediately, Hong Luan Zi went back to Yue Lao Court to look for his Master’s assistance. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Upon receiving the news, Lord Yue Lao stayed calm and as Hong Luan Zi was there to fasten Yue Lao to the Celestial Jail, Yue Lao smiled back to Hong Luan Zi and told him that, something interesting was going to happen. Knowing that Yue Lao always like to take things lightly, Hong Luan Zi was frustrated and decided to talk back, saying that he would leave Yue Lao Court and joined Hong Xian Zi (紅線子) in the Mortal Realm, in-order not to get provoked by Yue Lao again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Upon hearing the comment, Yue Lao laughed out loudly and compassionately, caressed on Hong Luan Zi’s forehead, mumbling to himself, time was up.As Yue Lao &amp;amp; Hong Luan Zi entered into the Celestial Jail, the Heavenly Constables were helping Hong Huang Zi to stand up after he regained his conscious. At first glance looking at Hong Huang Zi, Hong Luan Zi let out a loud scream claiming that Hong Huang Zi had turned into a Demon. Hong Huang Zi was shocked and immediately turned to look at Yue Lao, looking puzzled. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yue Lao just smiled back and retrieved a mirror from his Red-thread-bag (紅線寶袋) for Hong Huang Zi. Upon looking into the mirror, Hong Huang Zi almost fainted for a second time. With his trembling hand, Hong Huang Zi slowly touched the 3rd Eye that pop out from his forehead. With a shocked and puzzled looked, he kneeled down in front of Yue Lao, pleading for the forgiveness and asking why this had happened.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Again, Yue Lao compassionately lift Hong Huang Zi up and explained to him that, he was chosen to Re-incarnate into the Mortal Realm to assist Heavenly Marshal Jin (金天君) in his Cultivation and hope that by the Tenth Generation, all of them would be able to return back to the Celestial Realm.Knowing that this was a Heavenly’s Will, Hong Huang Zi had to accept it but was still puzzled with the 3rd Eye. Just as he was about to open his mouth to ask Yue Lao, Yue Lao was smiling and recited a poem to him:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;肉眼不真常有礙。(Naked Eyes are always being blurred by Illusions)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;心眼不假卻難真。(Eyes of Mind are always being covered by Doubts)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;唯有天眼能視遠。(Only the Spiritual Eye is able to see physical far)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;亦能辨別假與真。(And also to look thru the Facts &amp;amp; Truth)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After receiving the Preaching, Hong Huang Zi finally understood and in front of Yue Lao and his other Celestial-mates, Hong Huang Zi kowtowed towards the East and sincerely made a Vow of assisting Heavenly Marshal Jin to regain his Cultivation without Fail. Looking at Hong Huang Zi was being appointed to assist Heavenly Marshal Jin, Hong Luan Zi started to get jealous and throw his tantrum at Yue Lao for being bias. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just at the moment of Hong Luan Zi wanting to step out of the Celestial Jail, he started to felt a sharp pain in the Head. With shouting and struggling, Hong Luan Zi’s ears began to grow Big. Within moment, both the ears were about half a feet long. After the ears stopped growing, Hong Luan Zi stood up and turned back to look at Yue Lao &amp;amp; Hong Huang Zi, Yue Lao started to giggle loudly and Hong Huang Zi was stunned to see the pair of Big ears. Hong Luan Zi dashed over to Yue Lao and snatched over the mirror, thinking that he might have a 3rd Eyes popping out too, but to his horror, he saw that he got 2 ugly ears sticking out from the side of his head. By looking at Yue Lao, Hong Luan Zi cried out loudly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After getting the advises from Yue Lao, Hong Luan Zi had to accept the Heavenly’s Will and sincerely made a Vow to assist Heavenly Marshal Jin too.By looking at Hong Huang Zi &amp;amp; Hong Luan Zi, Hong Ling Zi secretly made a Vow in the Cell, hoping that Heavenly Marshal Jin &amp;amp; Fairy Qing Xuan (青玄玄女) was able to stay happily and safely with the assisting from the Heaven.With a fanning with the Spiritual Fan of Yue Lao, the Souls of Heavenly Marshal Jin, Fairy Qing Xuan &amp;amp; Heavenly Marshal Xian (冼天君) were being sent down for Re-incarnation again. This time round, Hong Huang Zi &amp;amp; Hong Luan Zi was also being sent off together with the 3 Souls. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;With a glance at the Mortal Realm, almost all the areas were being affected by War &amp;amp; Riots.This Day, was the Day that Chinese History recorded as the Day of the Starting of the Downfall of the Southern Song Dynasty (南宋).AD1142, 29th Day of Lunar 12 Month (绍兴十一年农历十二月廿九日), few months after Marshal Yue Fei (岳飛) received the 12 Urgent Edicts (十二道金牌) issued by the Useless Song Emperor, Marshal Yue Fei was being captured and later was beheaded at the Feng Po Pavilion (風波亭) on the Eve of the Lunar New Year. On that Day before and after Marshal Yue Fei was being beheaded, heavy Snow started to fall and the whole City was filled with sadness and disappointment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Upon receiving the news of Marshal Yue Fei being executed, General Chen Shao Jin (陳少金) rushed to Hang Zhou City (杭州市), but too late, by the time he reached, Marshal Yue Fei and his son’s bodies were being removed. At the Pavilion, Chen Shao Jin was extremely upset and soon, he was blacked-out by the anger and sadness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;While Chen Shao Jin was in his coma, 3 young refugees approached him. After seeing that Chen Shao Jin was a General, the 3 young refugees began to assist him in regaining his conscious. One of the young refugees went to the nearby Taoist Temple to get the assistance from an Old Priest and immediately, they returned back to the Pavilion for the rescuing of Chen Shao Jin.Upon reaching the Pavilion, the Old Priest examined the pulse of Chen Shao Jin and without hesitation, he gave Chen Shao Jin a Pill and after a while, Chen Shao Jin regained his conscious. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;By looking at the people around him, he was shocked and after exchanging of names, Chen Shao Jin came to know that the Old Priest was Long Guang Shan Ren (龍光山人), the two male refugees were - with Rounded Eyes was known as Lin Qing Huang (林慶隍) &amp;amp; the one with Pointed Ears was known as Jiang Luan (江巒) and the other female refugee was known as Ye Hong Ling (葉虹翎), which was a mute.As soon as Chen Shao Jin got their names, he returned his respect and thanked Priest Long Guang and the others for saving his lives.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Due to the Pavilion was not a decent spot to talk, Priest Long Guang had invited all of them to his Taoist Temple and the others agreed.At the moment of Chen Shao Jin and the other 3 refugees stepped into the Temple, they felt a strange feeling and as immediately, Chen Shao Jin fainted for the second time. During his coma, he saw a few scenes that somehow related to him but due to the blur-ness of the scenes, Chen Shao Jin couldn’t really tell whether the Heavenly Marshal that appeared in the scenes was him and as he was about to walk towards the Heavenly Marshal, he encountered with a sudden force pushing him, he woke up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After waking up, Chen Shao Jin found out that Lin Qing Huang &amp;amp; Jiang Luan were there waking him up in a resting room. Just as he was about to tell them the scenes in his dream, Priest Long Guang and Ye Hong Ling came into the room. Knowing that Chen Shao Jin had a Spiritual Dream during his coma, Priest Long Guang nodded at him upon entering the room and recited a poem to him:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;緣起緣滅終有盡。(Fate will appear and disappear without signals)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;只是來早與來遲。(Only the time will matters)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;一心修道欲得道。(With Sincerity in Oneself Cultivation)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;霎時夢醒便成真。(Then Oneself will find the Truth Form of Fate)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As Priest Long Guang was reciting the Poem, Lin Qing Huang &amp;amp; Jiang Luan were there starting to sob and after Priest Long Guang had stopped the reciting, Chen Shao Jin suddenly realised something but due to his “Spiritual Fate” had not “arrived” yet, he couldn’t figure out what he wanted to convey and upon seeing that Chen Shao Jin’s minor wisdom had activated, Priest Long Guang was quite pleased. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;At this moment, Ye Hong Ling was there looking at Chen Shao Jin and in her mind, she somehow felt that she knew him long before they had met and as she was about to signal to Priest Long Guang on this issue, Priest Long Guang smiled at her and slowly bring his hand to the forehead of Ye Hong Ling and recited a Poem to her:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;原是天上一支花。(You are just like a Flower in the Heaven)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;降生凡間了情緣。(But being scatter into the Mortal Realm for a reason)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;世世受盡苦與樂。(You had been suffering for Generations)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;只為尋得一回真。(Why? Just because you are seeking one time of Truth in Fate)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Immediately after Priest Long Guang recited the Poem to her, Ye Hong Ling’s wisdom was being enhanced and without hesitation, she kneeled down on the floor and made 9 times of Kowtows to Priest Long Guang, signalling him that she wanted to be his disciple. Looking at Ye Hong Ling, Priest Long Guang was happy and willingly to accept her but with an in-return. Ye Hong Ling looked at him with puzzled and just as immediately, Priest Long Guang grab-hold of her hand and Chen Shao Jin’s hand and placed them together. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;At this point, Chen Shao Jin was puzzled too, but when both the hands were being placed together, a strange “spark”appeared and both of them could somehow relate to each other. Due to Ye Hong Ling was a mute, she could only shed her tears to acknowledge and before Chen Shao Jin was able to speak-up, Priest Long Guang stopped him and brought him to a side to convey certain messages to him.After getting the messages from Priest Long Guang, Chen Shao Jin accepted them and on the very day, Chen Shao Jin made his trip to the Southern China as advised. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Before Chen Shao Jin set off, Lin Qing Huang &amp;amp; Jiang Luan requested to follow him and after getting the permission from Priest Long Guang, they set off for the journey.Seeing the 3 of them setting off for the Southern China trip, Ye Hong Ling felt sad and un-reluctant, but knowing that this was an order from Priest Long Guang, she had to accept it and from then, she started her training under Priest Long Guang. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After months of travelling, Chen Shao Jin and the two arrived at Hokkien Province, Fu Zhou County. One day, while the three of them were resting in a rundown Taoist Temple, a young Lady abruptly dashed into the Temple looking in great horror. As soon as she entered into the Temple, a group of evil looking hooligans were found standing outside the Temple shouting at the Lady. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seeing that the Lady was being chased after by them, Chen Shao Jin approached the Lady to provide his helps while Lin Qing Huang &amp;amp; Jiang Luan went to the doorway to check on the situation.As Chen Shao Jin was helping the Lady to stand up and questioning her on what had happened, the girl break-down sadly and told him that she was actually the daughter of the Magistrate Officer in this County, known as Su Hong Mei (蘇紅梅). After her father was put to death for no reason by the Emperor, her family was destroyed. And soon after her father was killed, her mother committed suicide and now, she was being chased after by the Bandits whom wanting her to be the Mistress of their Leader.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;While Chen Shao Jin was comforting Su Hong Mei, the Bandits dashed into the Temple and start to fight with Lin Qing Huang &amp;amp; Jiang Luan, just as the Leader of the Bandits wanted to snatch Su Hong Mei away, he saw Chen Shao Jin. Chen Shao Jin was shocked by looking at the Leader of the Bandits. Just at that split moment, the Leader of the Bandits kneeled down in front of Chen Shao Jin and cried loudly with the addressing of Chen Shao Jin as Elder Brother.Immediately, Chen Shao Jin dashed over to hug the Leader tightly and cried together. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So who was this Leader? Actually, he was the foster brother of Chen Shao Jin known as Cai Li Xian (蔡禮線). Since young, Cai Li Xian had been staying with them due to his parent had pass-on when he was 5 years old. From then, both of them had accumulated their mutual trust and could say that, they were much more closely than real brothers. At the age of 18, Cai Li Xian volunteered himself to serve the Country by joining Marshal Yue’s Army (岳家軍). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;By then, both of them lost contact. After Marshal Yue was being captured, Cai Li Xian ever went back to the hometown to look for Chen Shao Jin, but to his horror, the Mansion was being destroyed and the people were of no sight. Just as Cai Li Xian was about to end his life, the Late-leader of the Bandit Gang, known as Robber Qing Yang (青羊盜) saved him. From then, Cai Li Xian followed Robber Qing Yang till he pass-on and the Leadership being handover to him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Knowing that Cai Li Xian had gone thru so much suffering, Chen Shao Jin felt terrible sorry for him and promised him that, from then onwards, they wouldn’t be parting anymore. At this moment, Su Hong Mei suddenly had the fear and unsure for Chen Shao Jin. Just as she was about to escape off, Chen Shao Jin approached her. Chen Shao Jin made his assurance to Su Hong Mei that they wouldn’t harm her and she would be safe under their protection. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Upon hearing that, Su Hong Mei made her relieved and nodded her head as a form of acceptance. Before they set-off, Cai Li Xian dismissed his Bandit Group and compensated the Bandits with a huge sum of money allowing them to go back to their Hometowns.Soon, the big group set off to the destination that Priest Long Guang advised Chen Shao Jin to go to. After another 1 month travelling, finally they arrived at the Old Taoist Premises of Heavenly Master Xu Xun (許遜天師). Standing in front of the Taoist Premises, Chen Shao Jin and the rest were delighted and touched. Just as they were wondering whom to look for, a Young Taoist Priest approached them to usher them into the Premises.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Upon entering into the Premises, Chen Shao Jin was being welcomed by an Old Priestess, whom they known as Priestess Chen (陳道姑祖). After getting the addressing title, Chen Shao Jin respectfully made his respect and was ushered to take his seat at the side Hall.In the side Hall, Chen Shao Jin and the others had a feeling of comfort and calm, just like the feeling at Home. As they were chit-chatting and looking at the Premises, a Young Priest was there to serve them Tea. Soon, Priestess Chen arrived at the side Hall and handed a bundle of Scriptures to Chen Shao Jin, advising him to bring them to Priest Long Guang.At first, Chen Shao Jin was shocked but after recalling the messages of Priest Long Guang, Chen Shao Jin accepted them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Soon after the accepting of the Scriptures, Chen Shao Jin and others were prepared to leave the Premises, but just at the moment, Priestess Chen requested Cai Li Xian &amp;amp; Su Hong Mei to stay in the Premises for Training. At first, Chen Shao Jin was not able to relate the whole situation, but after Priestess Chen showed him a Scroll with 2 Immortals, Chen Shao Jin was enlightened and he had to accept the Fate. After a short bidding of farewell, Chen Shao Jin, Lin Qing Huang &amp;amp; Jiang Luan had to depart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the way back, Chen Shao Jin was being attacked by several groups of Bandits for a few times, but luckily, with the assistances of Lin Qing Huang &amp;amp; Jiang Luan, they were safe.Within months, they arrived back at the Taoist Temple of Priest Long Guang, but to their horror, the Temple had collapsed and it seems like it was being destroyed by Fire.By doing ransack at the whole place, Chen Shao Jin couldn’t see Priest Long Guang or Ye Hong Ling, just as the three of them were there upsetting, a mute Old Lady approached them with a Letter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Upon getting the Letter, Chen Shao Jin opened it immediately and in the Letter, Priest Long Guang had advised him to do training accordingly to the Scriptures that Old Priestess Chen had passed to him. After he mastered the Skills, he was supposed to impart them to Lin Qing Huang &amp;amp; Jiang Luan. In the Letter, Priest Long Guang also told him that Ye Hong Ling was fine and doing well. Once their connection of the Fate was ripe, they were met each other again.After reading the Letter, Chen Shao Jin was relieved but also upset and disappointed, but knowing that all these were Planned, he had to accept it and so, on that day, the three of them set off to Chen Shao Jin’s Hometown in-order to do their cultivation &amp;amp; training.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Years had pass and time flies.30 years had gone since the Day, Chen Shao Jin returned to his hometown. Even though he was performing his Taoist Cultivation, he couldn’t forget about Ye Hong Ling &amp;amp; Priest Long Guang.One Day, while Chen Shao Jin was travelling to the Southern China again, he saw Priest Long Guang &amp;amp; Ye Hong Ling. Just at the moment of him rushing over, Priest Long Guang &amp;amp; Ye Hong Ling disappeared in the crowd. After combing the whole area, he was not able to spot them and as he was about to leave the place, suddenly someone pat on his shoulder. Upon turning, he saw Priest Long Guang &amp;amp; Ye Hong Ling. With delighted, he kneeled down to pay his respect to Priest Long Guang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After a short chit-chatting, Priest Long Guang told Chen Shao Jin that this would be the last time that they seeing each other, cos’ soon, Priest Long Guang would need to report back to the “source”. Upon hearing that, Chen Shao Jin was puzzled by the term of reporting back to the “source”, just as Chen Shao Jin was about to ask, Ye Hong Ling stopped him and signalled to him that, when time was ripe, he would know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the night of their Reunion, a strange Red Ray appeared in the Sky and slowly, the Ray shined onto the Inn that they were staying. As Chen Shao Jin was about to gather the rest to look at the Red Ray, Ye Hong Ling dashed over to Chen Shao Jin’s room to ask him over to Priest Long Guang’s room. Upon entering, Chen Shao Jin was shocked to see the Red Ray was shining onto Priest Long Guang.As Chen Shao Jin approached Priest Long Guang, Priest Long Guang passed him a small Amulet and advised Chen Shao Jin to open up after he had gained his Immortal-hood. By hearing that, Chen Shao Jin couldn’t hold on to his sadness and he started to cry out loudly.Soon, the Red Ray started to weaken and by the time the Red Ray disappeared, Priest Long Guang had also gained his Immortal-hood.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;With the accompanied of the Rain-pour and Wind, Priest Long Guang had return back to his “source”.After the Funeral was over, Chen Shao Jin remembered the Amulet that Priest Long Guang had passed to him. Upon opening, he saw a Letter with 4 Phrases:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;今生能遇屬天意。(In this Life, we are fated to meet with Heavenly’s Will)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;有為修煉能成真。(With the assistances of Sincerity, we will be able to achieve the Best)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;世世姻緣若能了。(With such achievements, we will be able to put down everything)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;自然回返太虛宮。(And with that, we will be able to depart and return to our Source)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After a few times of reading and reciting, finally Chen Shao Jin understood the meaning.At this moment, Ye Hong Ling approached him to signal him that, its time for them to continue their Cultivation and by looking back at her, Chen Shao Jin nodded his head to show his acceptance and with Ye Hong Ling, Lin Qing Huang and Jiang Luan, the four of them entered into a deep forest for their Cultivation and from then, no one had even seen them again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8005956450113705727-4730328506705850455?l=kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com/feeds/4730328506705850455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8005956450113705727&amp;postID=4730328506705850455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8005956450113705727/posts/default/4730328506705850455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8005956450113705727/posts/default/4730328506705850455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com/2010/05/love-that-last-for-ten-generations.html' title='The Love that last for Ten Generations – Sixth Generation ~ Cultivation with Fate (十世緣之第六世結伴靈修)'/><author><name>Humanity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329022719583696537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rZ7gY1CaIKU/S_ft2lFA7dI/AAAAAAAAABE/bFygrtmqE9s/s72-c/shishiyuan-six.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8005956450113705727.post-7527028528527654616</id><published>2010-03-27T08:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T08:45:59.248-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Love that last for Ten Generations – Fifth Generation ~ Loving with Pain &amp; Suffering (十世緣之第五世致死雙憐)</title><content type='html'>In here, you all will be reading thru a Long Story of 10 Series. This Long Story is written base on the Spiritual Reading &amp;amp; Prediction, meaning that ALL the Characters in the Story are “True”. In-order not to reveal the True Identity of the Real People involved, the Names of the Characters will be changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here it goes, starting from the Fifth Generation of the Continuous Love…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the Court of Lord Yue Lao (月老星君), 4 of his young assistants were being asked to do the cleaning of the Hall where the Marriage Recording Books (月下姻緣簿) were kept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hong Ling Zi (紅靈子), Hong Xian Zi (紅線子), Hong Huang Zi (紅凰子) &amp;amp; Hong Luan Zi (紅鸞子) arrived at the Hall and with a shock, they found out that the Hall was so messy, due to this was an Order from their Master to do the cleaning, they had to get to work before they were being punished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While Hong Huang Zi &amp;amp; Hong Luan Zi went to collect the dusting equipments, Hong Ling Zi &amp;amp; Hong Xian Zi stayed back to pick up all the Books which were laying around and carefully categorized them accordingly to year, countries, Realms &amp;amp; Being-types.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just as Hong Ling Zi was shifting the Books into the Inner-hall for storing, he came across a Chest that was left open. Recalling from what his Master had advised them on, this was a Confidential Chest, no one was to open it without any permission and so, Hong Ling Zi was surprised to find it left open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With curiosity, Hong Ling Zi retrieved the One of the Records that from the Chest and start checking on the Content.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After reading the Remarks made on the 1st few pages, Hong Ling Zi was amazed to found out that this Book was the Record for the the Ten Generations Re-incarnation of Heavenly Marshal Jin (金天君), Heavenly Marshal Xian (冼天君) &amp;amp; Fairy Qing Xuan (青玄玄女). With enthusiasm, Hong Ling Zi kept on reading. Due to the Record was so detail-recorded, Hong Ling Zi was attracted deeply by it and even Hong Xian Zi walked into the Inner-hall, Hong Ling Zi was not aware of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quietly, Hong Xian Zi sneaked to the side of Hong Ling Zi and when he was about to frighten him, Hong Xian Zi took a peek at the Record and was also attracted by the content. As both of them were concentrating on the Reading, Lord Yue Lao had lead Mother Empress of Western Paradise (瑤池金母) into the Inner-hall to retrieve of the Confidential Record of Dong Yong &amp;amp; Zhi Nv (董永與織女).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the moment when Lord Yue Lao &amp;amp; Mother Empress stepped into the Inner-hall, they heard an angry comment. From the voice, Lord Yue Lao knew that it was Hong Xian Zi. In the comment, Hong Xian Zi was actually blaming Mother Empress for being Cold-blooded and Iron-hearted, making ALL Lovely Celestial Couples to suffer and not able to be together, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon hearing the comment, Mother Empress was shocked and provoked. Following the direction of where the voice came from, Mother Empress arrived at the small area where the Chest was placed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing Mother Empress had arrived, Hong Xian Zi was shocked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon after Mother Empress approached Hong Xian Zi, Mother Empress started to reprimand on him for being disrespectful. Due to his stubborn character, Hong Xian Zi was unhappy and started to fight back with Mother Empress, blaming her for being un-reasonable and autocratic which led to no freedom in the Celestial Realm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the fighting back of Hong Xian Zi, Mother Empress was totally upset by the words and just as she was to carry-out any punishments on Hong Xian Zi, she saw Hong Ling Zi was sobbing at the side. From the expression of Hong Ling Zi, she knew that Hong Ling Zi was actually sobbing due to the Love of Heavenly Marshal Jin &amp;amp; Fairy Qing Xuan. From there, Mother Empress had somehow realised something and after being led to the seat by Lord Yue Lao, Lord Yue Lao was being call-upon to the side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Lord Yue Lao came forward, Mother Empress mumbled some secrets to Lord Yue Lao and as immediately, Lord Yue Lao was shocked &amp;amp; puzzled and with hesitation, Lord Yue Lao had to convey the Edict issued by Mother Empress on punishing Hong Xian Zi to Re-incarnate into the Mortal Realm and Hong Ling Zi to be kept in the Celestial Jail until his Date for punishment for Re-incarnating into the Mortal Realm arrived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon receiving the Edict, Hong Ling Zi was shocked &amp;amp; puzzled but due to his timid character, he didn’t dare to fight back and so, he had to thank Mother Empress for being Compassionate for allowing him to Re-incarnate into the Mortal Realm. But on the other side, Hong Xian Zi was unhappy with his punishment and as he was about to fight back again, Lord Yue Lao had to pull him aside to convey some secrets to him. With the secrets that Lord Yue Lao had mumbled to him, Hong Xian Zi somehow understood and so, he prepared to go for his Re-incarnation, but before he stepped out of the Hall, he stared back at Mother Empress and left angrily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing that Hong Xian Zi was still that stubborn, Mother Empress had to shake her head and then proceed with the retrieving of the Record.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just before Mother Empress left, she reminded Lord Yue Lao on the punishment that Hong Ling Zi should received in no time, Lord Yue Lao nodded respectfully and sent her off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Mother Empress left, Hong Huang Zi &amp;amp; Hong Luan Zi returned back from their errands and were shocked with news of Hong Ling Zi &amp;amp; Hong Xian Zi had being punished for offending Mother Empress. While the 2 of them comforting Hong Ling Zi, Lord Yue Lao ordered them to bring Hong Ling Zi to the Celestial Jail for temporary lock-up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a sorrowful departing, Hong Ling Zi had to bid farewell to Lord Yue Lao and with some advised by Lord Yue Lao, Hong Ling Zi was being sent off with the accompanied of Hong Huang Zi &amp;amp; Hong Luan Zi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the Mortal Realm, it was Tang Dynasty – in between the Era, the Title of the Tang Dynasty was being changed to Zhou (唐朝年間).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During this Period, Empress Wu Ze Tian (武則天) was on Throne to lead the Imperial Empire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AD 697, in Lunar 10 Month, after many years of being released to the Border due to demotion, Di Ren Jie (狄仁杰) was being summoned back to the Capital to serve the Imperial Empire. With the clearing of some misunderstanding between the 2 of them, Empress Wu decided to promote Di Ren Jie as the Premier (宰相) and in-order to show the Sincerity, Empress Wu bestowed Di Ren Jie with an Official Purple Robe (紫金袍)and a Turtle Shell Belt (龜甲帶).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From then, Di Ren Jie gained back his reputation &amp;amp; Official Title again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AD 698, Tu Jue (突厥) – the Ancestor of some Turkish, invaded China. In Lunar 8 Month, Di Ren Jie was being appointed as the Military-Advisor and was asked to station at the Border to fight against the Tu Jue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the meeting on the Strategy Planning before the Troop set-off to the Border, Empress Wu had requested Di Ren Jie to recommend some new &amp;amp; capable Generals to join in the Troop, immediately, Di Ren Jie recommended Marshal Jin Hua (錦華).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon getting the recommendation and knowing that Jin Hua was a Young &amp;amp; Capable Marshal, Empress Wu accepted it and Jin Hua was being summoned to the Military Department (兵部) to meet up with Empress Wu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jin Hua, born in AD 670, hometown was in Shan Xi Province Tai Yuan City (山西省太原市). His Father, Magistrate Officer Jin Gong Ye (錦公葉), was a well-educated &amp;amp; humble person who scored the 2nd position (榜眼) in the Imperial Examination (唐朝文科舉) during Emperor Tang Gao Zong period (唐高宗).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In AD 677, while Di Ren Jie was performing his Inspection at different Provinces, Jin Gong Ye got a chance to meet up with him and from then, both of them became Good Friend. Knowing that Di Ren Jie was an Upright Officer, Jin Hua was being introduced to him and Jin Gong Ye wanted Jin Hua to undergo study with Di Ren Jie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In AD 696, due to having credits in defeating the Rebellious Bandits in the South, Jin Hua was being appointed as the 4th Grade Marshal in the Imperial Court and was granted with the authority of joining in Confidential Discussions in Military Planning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due busy Schedule of work, Jin Hua had neglected his Marriage and so, when Jin Hua received the Order for him to station in the Capital, his Father used the opportunity to seek assistance from Di Ren Jie to look for a suitable Lady for Jin Hua’s marriage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Jin Hua settled down in the Capital, Di Ren Jie found a suitable timing and introduced his distant-relative niece Chen Qing Lian (陳清蓮) to Jin Hua, from then, both of them become close friend and in some way, both of them had fall in love for each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AD 698, 25th Day of Lunar 8 Month, Jin Hua was being summoned by Empress Wu to the Imperial Court for the finalizing of the Battle Issue, upon receiving the Order, Jin Hua went over to Di Mansion (狄府) to bid farewell to Qing Lian and asked her to wait for his returned. Shyly, Qing Lian nodded her head and agreed to wait for his return, regardless of months or years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AD 698, 8th Day of Lunar 9 Month, Empress Wu’s Imperial Army Troop set off for the Battling. By the time the Troop reached the Border, it was already the Winter Season. Due to the sudden change of Weather, a lot of the Armies were being seriously affected and a number of them had lost their lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing the situation was not right, Di Ren Jie had to make a report to Empress Wu on the situation. While the Reporting Petition arrived at the Imperial Court, Wu San Si (武三思) – the nephew of Empress Wu, got hold of it and deliberately delayed the sending in of the Petition to Empress Wu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the Border, Di Ren Jie &amp;amp; Jin Hua were eagerly waiting for the outcome of the Reporting but waiting for almost 3 months, no news was being received. Upon seeing the Armies suffering, Jin Hua had to volunteer himself to Di Ren Jie in taking some necessary actions for the suffering people. And without any other choices, Di Ren Jie had to grant his request. With Jin Hua’s volunteering, Di Ren Jie had gained more trust on Jin Hua and he made a promise to himself that, one day, he would try his best to assist Jin Hua in getting a Good Position in the Imperial Court.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AD 699, Lunar 3 Month, with Di Ren Jie &amp;amp; Jin Hua’s Strategy Planning, Tu Jue was being defeated. From then, Tu Jue had to surrender to China and take refuge under China. Due to Winter Season and the War, many innocent people were killed and many homes were destroyed. After Empress Wu got the Victory Report by Di Ren Jie, Empress Wu appointed him as He Bei Dao An Fu Da Shi (河北道安抚大使) – Ambassador of Comforting the Sufferings, and Jin Hua was being advised to assist him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 6 Months of Planning &amp;amp; assisting the Sufferings, most of the Homes were being rebuilt and soon, Peace regained in the Territory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AD 700, Lunar 1 Month, Di Ren Jie &amp;amp; Jin Hua returned back to the Capital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon returning back, Empress Wu was delighted with the hard-work &amp;amp; loyalty that both of them had put in, on the Day, Di Ren Jie was being appointed as Nei Shi (內史) – Imperial Highest Officer whom could distribute Imperial Order on behalf of the Emperor and with the Reporting of the Credits that Di Ren Jie had send in for Jin Hua, Jin Hua was being promoted to Grade 2 Marshal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AD 700, Lunar 5 Month, Empress Wu released an Edict on making Buddhism (佛教) as the Main Religion in China (國教) and Taoist Temples (道觀) had to close down. Upon receiving the news and knowing that this was the trick that Wu San Si plotting, despite seriously ill, Di Ren Jie made his trip to the Summer Palace (避暑別宮) to request Empress Wu to stop promoting Buddhism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After getting the Advises and listen to the explanation from Di Ren Jie, Empress Wu had granted his wish.On the way back to the Mansion, Di Ren Jie had ask Jin Hua to do follow-up inspection on Wu San Si, in-order not to let him had any more choice to plot nasty tricks again. Just as Di Ren Jie reached his Mansion, he collapsed at the Door-way and from then, he was in coma state.Heavenly’s Will was Something that ALL Mortal couldn’t escape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the Winter Season of AD 700, Di Ren Jie left the World with an age of 71 years old.After Di Ren Jie’s pass-on, most of the following-up tasks were being left to Jin Hua. And with the Last Will of Di Ren Jie for Jin Hua, Jin Hua had to fulfil his will by assisting the next new Premier – Zhang Jian Zhi (張柬之). And also due to Di Ren Jie’s pass-on, Jin Hua &amp;amp; Chen Qing Lian’s marriage had to be delayed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AD 701, Jin Hua was being appointed by Empress Wu as the Overall-in-charge of Military Training and make planning for the Military Scholar Examination (唐朝武科舉) that took place in AD 702.Jealousy could kill Millions.After Jin Hua had accepted the Post of Overall-in-charge of Military Training, Wu San Si had started to do planning to pull Jin Hua down. In some events, Wu San Si pretended to show concern on Jin Hua, but secretly, he was making private records on Jin Hua.AD 702, a day before the Military Scholar Examination commenced, Jin Hua was being thrown into the Jail due to the accusation of betraying &amp;amp; doing planning for the Over-throwing of Empress Wu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AD 703, after the Military Scholar Examination was over, one of the Selected Military Scholars, known as Chen Tian Yao (陳天耀), was being taken-in by Wu San Si as the Private Assistant of him.Chen Tian Yao, was actually the Schoolmate of Jin Hua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due to Jin Hua was an Intelligent &amp;amp; Humble boy and always got the most praising from the Elders, Chen Tian Yao had somehow grew hatred against him. Since young, Chen Tian Yao had this thought of getting rid of Jin Hua.Now, being taken-in by Wu San Si, Chen Tian Yao was granted the chance to get closer to Jin Hua. And seeing that Jin Hua had already gained a certain level of Recognition in the Imperial Court, Chen Tian Yao became more jealous and more hatred had arisen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the Lunar 8 Month of AD 703, Chen Tian Yao was being ordered to ransack the Mansion of Jin Hua. Just as Chen Tian Yao arrived at the Mansion, Chen Qing Lian was in there doing some cleaning for Jin Hua. Upon seeing Chen Qing Lian, Chen Tian Yao hatred arisen more against Jin Hua and so with an Order, Chen Qing Lian was being captured and thrown into the Jail while Chen Tian Yao accused her as part of the Group that betrayed Empress Wu.Due to long term of stress &amp;amp; sadness, Chen Qing Lian had been infected by illnesses and with the shock that Chen Tian Yao had added on to her, Chen Qing Lian’s illness was worsen. In the Jail, Qing Lian was locked beside Jin Hua. Knowing that Qing Lian was being accused due to his fault and seeing her infected with illnesses, Jin Hua was totally heart-broken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon after Qing Lian settled down in the Jail, Chen Tian Yao arrived outside the cell where Jin Hua was locked to mock at him for being useless, mocking at him for Good-for-nothing and also mocked at him for not able to be a Real-Man, which cause his Love-one to suffer in Jail.With all the mocking that Chen Tian Yao had made against him, Jin Hua got annoyed and with a spit, his saliva landed on Chen Tian Yao’s face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Staring hard at Jin Hua whom had dared to spit at him, Chen Tian Yao was provoked and with an order, the Jail Guards pulled Jin Hua out and Chen Tian Yao stepped forward and gave Jin Hua a serious &amp;amp; hard bash.Just before Jin Hua pass-out, Chen Tian Yao took out his sword and cut off Jin Hua’s tongue, after then, he threw the tongue back at him and warned him to be more polite in the future when Jin Hua see him.Pitifully, Jin Hua was being thrown into the cell again and left there with blood continue flowing out from his mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon seeing that Jin Hua had been tortured and he had lost his tongue, Qing Lian was extremely upset. Trying her best to shift her body to the barrier between the 2 cells, Qing Lian grab hold onto Jin Hua’s leg and tried to wake him up.&lt;br /&gt;Tears rolling. (淚流成河無時干。)&lt;br /&gt;Voice choking.( 聲喊成啞人已殘。)&lt;br /&gt;Love seems like Fateless. (有緣又似無緣盡。)&lt;br /&gt;Suffering multiplied. (傷悲為何增延長。)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jin Hua was not able to regain his conscious. Qing Lian was frightened by the thought of Jin Hua had pass-on. As she shook his leg, Qing Lian tried her best to call out Jin Hua’s name. With a blast force of calling, Qing Lian spitted out blood onto the cell-barrier and slowly, she collapsed onto the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weakly, Jin Hua regained his conscious. With a slow turn, he saw Qing Lian was in coma lying on the ground. With a dash, despite the pain and suffers, Jin Hua came to the barrier. Looking at Qing Lian’s pale face, Jin Hua quickly grab-hold onto her hands. With a shock, Jin Hua realised that the hands of Qing Lian was Cold, Cold like freezing ice.Jin Hua tried his best to rub his hands against Qing Lian’s hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calling with a tongue-less mouth, blood flowing, tears rolling, Jin Hua was not able to call back Qing Lian. The warm in his hands couldn’t warm the Already-cold Body of Qing Lian.Jin Hua kneeled onto the floor facing the small opening space on the top of the cell-wall, holding on to Qing Lian’s cold hands and cried out tragically at the Heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Cry was loud and pity.(一聲哭泣成傷悲)&lt;br /&gt;The Cry had reaches the Celestial Jail where Hong Ling Zi was being locked up.(再聲哭泣天地憐)Celestial was crying.(三聲哭泣淚難干)&lt;br /&gt;Mortally was crying too.(終盡無期還魂天)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a knocked onto the cell-wall, Jin Hua killed himself in the Jail. With this knock, Jin Hua ended his 33 years of Life in this Mortal Realm.Heaven is fair.AD 705, Empress Wu was being Over-thrown. Wu San Si was being killed and Chen Tian Yao was being chopped into pieces by the Imperial Armies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a Gust of Wind, the 3 Spirits went back to the Celestial Realm again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After their Departure, a Poem was being composed for them:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;姻緣巧配天註定。(Fate are planned &amp;amp; arranged by the Nature)&lt;br /&gt;無人能使他更替。(No one can change it, no one can rearrange it)&lt;br /&gt;看似有緣又無緣。(Sometime, the Fate seems like None)&lt;br /&gt;只因十世未完結。 (Just because, the Fate had not yet reach its final)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be continue … …&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8005956450113705727-7527028528527654616?l=kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com/feeds/7527028528527654616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8005956450113705727&amp;postID=7527028528527654616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8005956450113705727/posts/default/7527028528527654616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8005956450113705727/posts/default/7527028528527654616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com/2010/03/love-that-last-for-ten-generations_27.html' title='The Love that last for Ten Generations – Fifth Generation ~ Loving with Pain &amp; Suffering (十世緣之第五世致死雙憐)'/><author><name>Humanity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329022719583696537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8005956450113705727.post-4291272761005220104</id><published>2010-03-18T01:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T01:22:59.207-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Love that last for Ten Generations – Fourth Generation ~ Love that goes on (十世緣之第四世緣盡銅雀)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rZ7gY1CaIKU/S6Hi26mQMTI/AAAAAAAAAA8/A3kEiuIA9vk/s1600-h/chenliang.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449886457165525298" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 181px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rZ7gY1CaIKU/S6Hi26mQMTI/AAAAAAAAAA8/A3kEiuIA9vk/s320/chenliang.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In here, you all will be reading thru a Long Story of 10 Series. This Long Story is written base on the Spiritual Reading &amp;amp; Prediction, meaning that ALL the Characters in the Story are “True”. In-order not to reveal the True Identity of the Real People involved, the Names of the Characters will be changed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here it goes, starting from the Fourth Generation of the Continuous Love…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Standing on Tong Que Tai (銅雀台 – now in China Hei Bei Province Lin Zhang County河北临漳县), translated as The Platform of Iron Sparrow, Chen Liang (陳亮) recalled on the Love that he had given to his Wife, Hong Xue (洪雪). Just as Chen Liang was about to step down from Tong Que Tai, Chen Liang’s heart pain relapsed and with a slip, he fell from the 100-over steps and from then, Chen Liang had not woken up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Back to 42 years ago when Chen Liang was born, Year was AD190.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;During that Era, China was still in a Chaotic situation where the Country was being separated into 3 States – Wu (吳), Wei (魏) &amp;amp; Shu Han (蜀漢). Chen Liang was born in the State of Wei, which was the same State-land as Cao Zhi (曹植), the famous Poet and Son of General Cao Cao (曹操).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;At young, Chen Liang was an Intelligent Boy whom could memorize &amp;amp; recite a number of popular Lyrics &amp;amp; Poems left down by the Forefathers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;At the age of 12, with recommendation by his Uncle, Chen Ji (陳季), relative of Madam Bian (卞夫人) Wife of Cao Cao, to a famous Teacher which Cao Zhi seek learning from, Chen Liang undergoing training with the Teacher.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Upon joining the school, Chen Liang became Good Friend with Cao Zhi. From the 1st day of their meeting, both of them had started to discuss and test each other on Ancient Phrases, Texts &amp;amp; Lyrics.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Time Flies, Chen Liang was now 20 years old and Cao Zhi had also reached 18 years old. Due to General Cao Cao had to bring his Family over to Ye Cheng (鄴城), and so, Chen Liang &amp;amp; Cao Zhi had to depart and before they depart, Chen Liang made an agreement that they will meet again someday in somewhere in the Wei State and Cao Zhi agreed on that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the Day of departing, Chen Liang composed a Song for Cao Zhi, this Song was later known as Song Bie Zhi You He Shi Yu (送別摯友何時遇) – translated as Sending Off my Dear Friend and when we will meet again. Upon listening to the Song, Cao Zhi was deeply touched by the Sincerity and Friendship of Chen Liang, as Cao Zhi ride onto the Horse, he shouted at Chen Liang to remind him on the Vow that he had made and Chen Liang nodded his head.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After Cao Zhi had set off for Ye Cheng, Chen Liang returned home sadly and lonely. Upon reaching home, Chen Liang was being greeted by his Mother, Old Madam Chen, who was a Widow after Chen Liang’s father died in a Battle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seeing Old Madam Chen smiling with joy, Chen Liang was puzzled and before he could ask his mother, Old Madam Chen brought him to the side hall to see a person.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Upon reaching the side hall, Chen Liang was surprise to see his cousin, Hong Xue, sitting shyly waiting for his arrival.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Immediately after Chen Liang came into the room, Hong Xue stood up to greet his cousin and with respect, Chen Liang returned his respect to his cousin and both of them were being advised to sit down and chit chat while Old Madam Chen went to the Kitchen to advise the servants to prepare Dinner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;While chit-chatting, Chen Liang found out that, his Uncle &amp;amp; Aunty-in-law had already pass-on in a Battle and now, Hong Xue had to come to his home to seek refuge. Knowing that, Chen Liang immediately agreed and told Hong Xue to treat his home as her home, anything in need, he would try his best to fulfil her request.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Upon hearing that, the nervous Hong Xue blushed and just at that moment, Old Madam Chen called out for Dinner and both of them proceed to the Dining-area for their meal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Soon, a year had passed.One Day, while Old Madam Chen was in the Main Hall chatting with Hong Xue, Old Madam Chen deliberately made an comment on whether Hong Xue fall for her cousin Chen Liang, with a shock, Hong Xue looked at her Aunty and with a blushed face, she ran towards her room and coincidently, Chen Liang was about to walk into the Main Hall and both of them knock into each other. And at the moment, Chen Liang caught attention of the eyes of Hong Xue and was somehow stunned by the innocent &amp;amp; pure look of Hong Xue. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;With 2nd round of Face-Blushing, Hong Xue ran towards her room without any further delay and locked the door. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After Hong Xue left, Old Madam Chen was smiling broadly and called upon her son to her side to ask him whether he like his cousin Hong Xue. At first, Chen Liang was a bit shy to admit, but after a few rounds of pushing and threatened Chen Liang that Hong Xue would be married off to other people if Chen Liang didn’t fancy her, with no other choice Chen Liang had to admit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Upon hearing that, Old Madam Chen was delighted and agreed to get the Match-maker to do Match-making for them and arranged for a Good Day for the Marriage.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Soon, the Date of Marriage was being arranged and after the Date was finalized, Old Madam Chen &amp;amp; Chen Liang started to prepare for the Marriage.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;With the necessary arrangement &amp;amp; preparation, the Day for the Marriage had arrived. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just as on the Morning of the Marriage, while Old Madam Chen was busily preparing the Offerings for the Ancestors, she had a serious fell from the stairs and after getting the Physician to the house for examining, Old Madam Chen was announced Died by the cause of injuring her head from the fall. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Upon getting the news, Chen Liang &amp;amp; Hong Xue were shocked and couldn’t believed that such thing had happened on their Marriage Day.Marriage turning into Funeral (喜事轉喪), Chen Liang &amp;amp; Hong Xue had to put down all the Marriage Joyous Mood and changed into Mourning Clothing for the pass-on of Old Madam Chen.With the assistance of the relatives, Chen Liang turned the Marriage Hall into Funeral Wake Hall for the Honouring of his Mother.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Soon, after the Funeral, an Elder of the Family approached Chen Liang &amp;amp; Hong Xue, advising them that, for the next 3 years, they had to maintain themselves in the Mourning Mood, do not engaged into any form of intimate actions or talked about Marriage Issues. After getting the advised, both of them agreed and thanked the Elder for the reminder.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After 49 Days, Old Madam Chen was being buried at the back Mountain where Old Master Chen was buried. After the burying, Chen Liang told Hong Xue that he wanted to build a Hut near the Grave to accompany the newly pass-on Mother for 3 years (結廬守孝). Knowing that this was a form of Filial Piety, Hong Xue supported Chen Liang’s idea and agreed to deliver 3 meals to him daily as a form of Encouragement and also a form of Filialy Piety for her pass-on In-laws.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;During the 3 years, whenever its time for Meal, Hong Xue would send the Meal to the Hut at the Back Mountain without failed, despite rains or shines. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even though both of them couldn’t engage into any form of intimate actions, but the relationship between the 2 of them didn’t fade off, instead, the relationship became more firm and loving.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After 3 years, on the Day of removing the Mourning for his Mother, Chen Liang was returned home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Upon reaching home, Hong Xue had prepared a great feast for Chen Liang as a form of assisting Chen Liang in walking out from the sadness of losing an immediate family member. Just as both of them was about to have their dinner, Liu Qing (劉清), one of the old classmates of Chen Liang, arrived at the house to look for Chen Liang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As Chen Liang ushered Liu Qing into the house, Liu Qing saw Hong Xue and with a glance, Liu Qing was deeply attracted by the appearance of her. Due to Chen Liang was around, Liu Qing didn’t dare to take any action, but in his mind, the lustful thoughts had arised.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After telling Chen Liang about his trouble, Chen Liang agreed to assist Liu Qing by allowing him to stay at his house for the time being until his trouble being solved. Upon getting the permission for staying in the house, Liu Qing was happy and pretended to thank Chen Liang for showing concern for him, deeply in his heart, he was eyeing on Hong Xue.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Few months passed, everything seems fine, but this was usually the symptom before a Storm arrives.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;One Day, while Chen Liang was out to visit one of his Poet Friends in the nearby town, Hong Xue was left alone at home to look after the house. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the very night, while Hong Xue was about to get in bed to rest, Liu Qing secretly sneaked into her room. Upon seeing Liu Qing had entered into the room, Hong Xue wanting to shout out for help, but it was too late. Liu Qing had used a drug towel to make Hong Xue coma.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After Hong Xue was being drug to sleep. Liu Qing raped Hong Xue. After Liu Qing had accomplished his “lusty task”, he grinned evilly and left the room. Just as Liu Qing leave the room, Hong Xue woke up, by a glance and noticed that herself was not in an Innocent state, Hong Xue shouted out loudly. Upon hearing Hong Xue’s shouting, Liu Qing dashed into the room and threaten her to stop shouting. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Staring hard at Liu Qing, Hong Xue was filled with Hatred &amp;amp; Shame, she ignored what Liu Qing had advised her and kept on shouting for assistance. At this moment, Liu Qing’s cruelty arised and realised that he had to finish-up Hong Xue before anyone found out the truth and so, with his cruel &amp;amp; cold-blooded hands, Liu Qing picked up a scissor from the Needle-thread Box besides the Bed and mercilessly, stab the scissor into Hong Xue’s heart. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;With a final weak struggling, Hong Xue was killed by the rascal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the moment of Hong Xue’s death, Chen Liang returned home. As he pass-by Hong Xue’s room, he was puzzled to see the door was still open despite the late hour and so with curiosity, he entered the room to look for his cousin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Upon entering, Chen Liang was shocked by what he had seen. After returning to his conscious, he wanted to run out from the room, just at the moment, Liu Qing hit hard on the back of his head and immediately, Chen Liang collapsed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;While Chen Liang was in his coma state, Liu Qing placed the Blood scissor onto Chen Liang’s hand and after then, he ran to the Magistrate Office to make a report on Chen Liang murdering Hong Xue due to the Hatred of Hong Xue caused the Death of Old Madam Chen on the Marriage Day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Upon awakening, Chen Liang found himself in the Jail. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After asking, he realised that he was being put into the Jail for “killing” Hong Xue. Knowing that he was being wrongly accused, he pleaded to see the Magistrate Officer but no matter how hard he pleaded for assistance, no one was willing to assist him. Just as he was about to call for help again, one of the convicts advised him to stop. After Chen Liang ceased his calling, the convict explained to him that the Magistrate Officer here was a Money-eater, unless Chen Liang was rich enough to bribe the Officer, if not, he would have to stay here till he died.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Upon hearing that, Chen Liang was totally disappointed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Waiting and hoping was all he could do to be released from the Jail, but Heaven was not on his side.After many years, one day while Chen Liang was sleeping, he had a dream of Hong Xue smiling at him, just as he was about to call out Hong Xue, he was woken up by the Jail Guard, telling him that someone was there to bail him out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In puzzled, Chen Liang had to follow the Guard out and as he exit the Jail, he saw Cao Zhi. Immediately, Chen Liang broke into tears and cried out loudly in the hug of Cao Zhi. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After Chen Liang was being released, Cao Zhi brought him back to the house and told him that Liu Qing had been sentenced to death after he requested the new Magistrate Officer to re-investigate the case. Upon knowing that he had regain freedom because of Cao Zhi’s assistance, Chen Liang kneel-down and made his kowtows to Cao Zhi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Soon after Chen Liang showed his gratitude, Cao Zhi brought Chen Liang to a place. Upon reaching the place, Chen Liang saw the Tomb-stone of Hong Xue. At the sight of Hong Xue’s Tomb, Chen Liang broke-down. Sobbing bitterly and sadly, he was heart broken. Cao Zhi was deeply affected by the Love of Chen Liang. Knowing that Chen Liang would have a lot of sorrows to pour-out to Hong Xue, Cao Zhi had to quietly left the Tomb ground leaving Chen Liang alone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After a long moment of pouring out all the sorrows, just before Chen Liang was about to leave, he recited a Last Poem to Hong Xue to show his Sincere Love towards his Wife:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;千載姻緣兮今已斷。(Long Last Fate has disconnected)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;風冷如刀兮入骨寒。(Today’s Wind blow like knife &amp;amp; Blades)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;吾妻一去兮不曉返。(My wife had left and wont be returning)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;為夫奈何兮情何堪。(Leaving me with sadness and loneliness)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;葉落墳前兮似銀錢。(Dropping leaves look like paper offerings)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;為吾引路兮到黃泉。(Leading me to the path of no turning)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;吾妻勿遠兮待汝夫。(Please do wait for me, my dearest Wife)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;雙雙繫手兮入雲天。(Hope we can hand in hand, return to the Wonderland)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;吾妻憐。皇天不憐兮。(Who pity my Wife)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;汝夫枉。天地無望矣。(Who pity me)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;夫來至。(Wait for me and I’ll join in moments within)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the other hand, while Cao Zhi returned back to his Mansion, a lot of Memories appeared in his mind. He recalled on how his Brother accused him for bringing harm to the Family, accused him on the snatching of the Emperor Throne from him and also recalling of how his Lover was being snatched away by his Brother. After that, the scene of how deeply in love was Chen Liang &amp;amp; Hong Xue also appeared in his mind. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just as Cao Zhi was about to stop recalling of these, he vomited blood and on that very night, Cao Zhi pass-on with depression &amp;amp; of a weak heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On 28th Day of Lunar 11 Month in AD232 (農曆十一月廿八日), Cao Zhi pass-on with an age of 40 years old.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Soon, the news reached Chen Liang. Upon getting the news, Chen Liang was stunned and extremely shocked. Due to Chen Liang had been jailed for 20 over years, his physical health was already badly affected. And so, the news of Cao Zhi’s death added on to the declining of the physical health of Chen Liang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the 1st Day of Lunar 12 Month, Chen Liang arrived at Tong Que Tai to show his respect to his pass-on Good Friend Cao Zhi. Upon reaching the top of Tong Que Tai, Chen Liang was able to see the whole view of the Wei Empire (魏皇朝). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;With the Breeze, Chen Liang could sense that Hong Xue was standing beside him enjoying the nice scenery with him. With the calling of the Cranes, Chen Liang could see the scene of Cao Zhi reciting Poem with him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Scenes and scenes of the past appeared in the mind of Chen Liang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Noticing that the Sun was about to set, Chen Liang slowly walked towards the Stair Alley to make his way down. Just at the moment of making his 1st step down, a strong heart pain occurred at the chest. As Chen Liang was about to grab on to the hand-railing, his view was being blacken-out. From then, Chen Liang never returned to consciousness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After Chen Liang’s passing on, a Poem was being composed by his Good Friends in the memory of him:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;銅雀台上登雲天。(translated as Pass-on on the Platform of Iron Sparrow)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;恰似金仙返天闕。(translated as Like the Immortal returning to Heaven)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;今生緣盡不復返。(translated as Even though the Fate is disconnected)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;來世再續人間情。(translated as We will meet somewhere in the next Re-incarnation)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;To be continued… …&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8005956450113705727-4291272761005220104?l=kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com/feeds/4291272761005220104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8005956450113705727&amp;postID=4291272761005220104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8005956450113705727/posts/default/4291272761005220104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8005956450113705727/posts/default/4291272761005220104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com/2010/03/love-that-last-for-ten-generations_18.html' title='The Love that last for Ten Generations – Fourth Generation ~ Love that goes on (十世緣之第四世緣盡銅雀)'/><author><name>Humanity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329022719583696537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rZ7gY1CaIKU/S6Hi26mQMTI/AAAAAAAAAA8/A3kEiuIA9vk/s72-c/chenliang.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8005956450113705727.post-8004844062009163990</id><published>2010-03-12T06:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T06:14:14.925-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Love that last for Ten Generations – Third Generation ~ Tying of Hair of Love (十世緣之第三世結髮雙隨)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rZ7gY1CaIKU/S5pMLZngSBI/AAAAAAAAAA0/x4je05GpX9A/s1600-h/hanchaonv.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447750457996888082" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 259px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rZ7gY1CaIKU/S5pMLZngSBI/AAAAAAAAAA0/x4je05GpX9A/s320/hanchaonv.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In here, you all will be reading thru a Long Story of 10 Series. This Long Story is written base on the Spiritual Reading &amp;amp; Prediction, meaning that ALL the Characters in the Story are “True”. In-order not to reveal the True Identity of the Real People involved, the Names of the Characters will be changed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here it goes, starting from the Third Generation of the Continuous Love…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the Celestial Realm (天界), in the Working Court of Lord Yue Lao (月老星君), Lord Qing Xuan (青玄老人) was there enjoying the Celestial Tea that Lord Yue Lao had offered to him. Just as both of them were about to sip in the fragrance Tea, the young assistant of Lord Yue Lao, known as Hong Ling Zi (紅靈子) ran into the Court, claiming excitingly that 3 Gusts of Energies (三股元神) had flew to the Main Gate of Yue Lao’s Court.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After making some predictions from the Finger Formation (掐指), Lord Yue Lao &amp;amp; Lord Qing Xuan knew of what had happened and so, Lord Yue Lao proceed with the checking on the Relationship Record Book (姻緣簿) and within moment, Lord Yue Lao summoned Hong Ling Zi to his side to advise on him of bringing the 3 Gust of Energies to the Eastern Heavenly Gate (東天門) to release them out for Re-incarnation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Upon getting the order, Hong Ling Zi went to the spot of where the Energies stationed and with a grab, he captured the 3 Energies and ran towards the Eastern Gate, 1st by releasing the Black Gust of Energy into Han Mansion, followed by the Gold Energy into Liu Mansion and last, the Green Energy into Li Mansion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the other hand, in the Mortal Realm, Han Dynasty Emperor Liu Che (漢武帝劉徹) just got on his Throne (BC140 – BC87). During this Era, the Mortal Realm was enjoying Peace &amp;amp; Prosperity. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;One Day, while Emperor Liu Che was having his Morning Meeting Session with his Officers, Duke Liu Yi (劉毅列侯 – Lie Hou is an Official Term used to address High Rank Officers in Han Dynasty) was being summoned to the front for Rewarding of Tons of Gold &amp;amp; Silver. With Gratitude, Duke Liu Yi kowtowed with respect and was released from the Morning Meeting Session early for returning home for his Son’s 40 Days of Born Celebration.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Upon reaching home, Madam Liu was there to usher in Duke Liu Yi with their son, Liu Jun (劉鈞). Just as he stepped into the House, Duke Li arrived at the doorway to delivery his Greeting to Duke Liu. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Duke Li Ning (李寧列侯), an Officer in the Han Empire and also the Old Good Friend of Duke Liu. Due to his Wife would be giving birth in no time, he had to apply leave from the Emperor to stay at home to accompany his Wife. Today, due to it was the 40 Days Celebration of the New Born Boy of Duke Liu Yi, Duke Li had to come over to Liu’s Mansion to send the Greeting to Duke Liu. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Realising that it was Duke Li, Duke Liu immediately ushered him into the Main Hall for the Offering of Tea. Upon having their Tea, Duke Li sent his Greeting to Duke Liu and Duke Liu returned his Greeting to him too, cos Madam Li would be giving birth in a week’s time. With the to &amp;amp; fro greetings, both of them laughed happily and wishes each other that may 1 Day, they could be much closer with the arrival of the Children.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the Noon, more Guests arrived at the Mansion of Duke Liu and the Celebration started in no time. Just as All the Guests were there to send their Greeting to Duke Liu, Duke Han (韓正天列侯) arrived at the Mansion of Duke Liu. As Duke Han walked into the Celebration Hall, he gave everyone a nasty stare and upon arriving at the seat of Duke Liu, Duke Han started to wish Duke Liu with some untruthful wishes. Upon hearing, Duke Li was about to talk back, but after Duke Liu hinted Duke Li not too, Duke Li had to suppress his anger. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Knowing that Duke Han was here to seek trouble, Duke Liu carefully and politely ushered him to a Seat and then Offered him with a cup of Wine for thanking him for taking the trouble of travelling to his House for joining in the Celebration. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After sipping a mouthful of Wine, Duke Han spited out the Wine and left the House, saying that the Wine had turned sour. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Upon seeing that, the other Guests were being provoked, but due to Duke Han was the pampered Officer of the Dowager, everyone had to tolerate and Duke Liu had to keep quiet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Within a week, Madam Li gave birth to a Little Girl, on the Day of the 40 Days Celebration, Duke Liu was being invited to the Celebration. Upon looking at the Girl, Duke Liu was deeply attracted by the appearance of the Girl and so, with the exchanging of Vow, Duke Liu wanted Duke Li to marry his Daughter to Liu Jun as Wife after both of them had grown up and Duke Li agreed on that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Time Flies. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;With a Blink, Liu Jun was already 14 years old.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;One Day, after returning from the School, Liu Jun was about to go to look for his father in the Imperial Officer Resting Lounge, Liu Jun’s future Wife – Li Jing Er (李晶兒), was also on her way there. Upon seeing her, Liu Jun started to get nervous and shy. When both of them met up, Liu Jun bow to Li Jing Er and with blushed-face, Li Jing Er had to return her respect to Liu Jun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just as both of them were about to enter into the Resting Lounge, Han Ba Hu (韓霸虎) – son of Duke Han, was there to stop them from entering. Due to Duke Liu &amp;amp; Duke Li had advise on the 2 of them of not to provoke Han family, Liu Jun &amp;amp; Li Jing Er tried not to engage into any Conflict with him and so, both of them turned away trying to enter into the Resting Lounge by another path. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just at the moment, Han Ba Hu tried to stop them again, this time round, Li Jun got provoked and so, he shouted at Han Ba Hu, asking him to get out of the way. Knowing that Liu Jun had got provoked, Han Ba Hu didn’t intend to stop and soon, both of them got into fighting. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Upon seeing that, Li Jing Er was shocked and immediately, she ran into the resting lounge to look for her father &amp;amp; Duke Liu for assistance. Knowing that the Son had got into fighting with Han Ba Hu, Duke Liu had to dash out to cease the fighting before any regrets occurring.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Approaching the fighting ground, Duke Han was already there ordering his assistants to catch hold of Liu Jun. By seeing that, Duke Liu went forward to ask for releasing of his Son. Duke Han pretended that he didn’t hear anything and just before Duke Han was about to set off, Duke Liu kneeled down to plead for forgiven. Knowing that Duke Liu had put down his pride, Duke Han finally decided to release Liu Jun, but with some in-returns - Duke Liu had to give up his Position as an Assistant Premier.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Deep inside the heart, Duke Liu knew that Duke Han had been eyeing for his Position &amp;amp; Wealth for a long time. Besides that, Duke Liu was also getting old and in-order to take good care of his Son, Duke Liu had already had the thought of retiring. And so, immediately without hesitation, Duke Liu agreed with Duke Han’s request. Upon hearing that, Duke Han was delighted and happily, he laughed loudly and left the spot after releasing Liu Jun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Looking at his father’s state, Liu Jun was totally heart-broken. At the moment, in his mind, he only thought of revenge and wanting Duke Han &amp;amp; Han Ba Hu to die. With the assistance of Duke Li, all of them returned to Liu’s Mansion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the Night, Liu Jun couldn’t get into any sleep, cos the scene of how his father was being degraded and laughed at made his blood boil. From then, he promised that he would train hard to master his Martial Art and one day, he would take revenge for his father.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On BC125, 16th Day of Lunar 5 Month, Duke Liu Yi resigned from his Position as an Assistant Premier of Han Empire and his Position was being took over by Duke Han. On the following Day, Duke Li Ning also sent in his Resignation and was being granted by Emperor Liu Che.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the Resignation, Duke Liu Yi &amp;amp; Duke Li Ning decided to move back to their Hometown and so, after some simple packing, both families made their way back to the Hometown on the 6th Day of Lunar 6 Month.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just as they were about to set off, a big troop of Armies surrounded them under the Order of Duke Han. In the Order, Duke Liu Yi &amp;amp; Duke Li Ning were found guilty of accepting Bribes from the Commoners &amp;amp; Promoting of the Teaching of Confucianism (in this Period, Confucianism is not allowed to be promoted and can lead to Distorting of the Peacefulness of the Country) and so, both of them were being captured and put into the Heavenly Jail (天牢).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seeing that, the 2 Madams were shocked and frightened and with the assistance of the Old Servants at home, the 2 families had to return back to their Hometown first before any further issues occurred. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;With sadness and fear, the 2 families had to set off while some of the young servants stayed back to do following-up on the outcome of the capturing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On BC125, 12th Day of Lunar 10 Month, Duke Liu Yi &amp;amp; Duke Li Ning were being executed with the Order given by Emperor Liu Che. On that Day, Snow was strong and the Sky turned extremely dark. According to the Elders, they believed that Duke Liu Yi &amp;amp; Duke Li Ning were innocent and were wrongly excused by the Evil Officer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Upon receiving the news, Madam Li’s heart attack relapsed and pass-on. Li Jing Er break-down terribly and Liu Jun made his vow in front of the Heaven that he would take revenge for his father and father-in-law.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After preparing a Simple Funeral for Madam Li, Madam Li was being buried within 49 Days. From then, Liu Jun started his Martial Art training under a retired Military Teacher of the Imperial Camp.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;BC129, at the age of 18 years old, Liu Jun had somehow mastered his Martial Art and so, he decided to return back to the Imperial City to seek revenge for his Father &amp;amp; Duke Li. On the Day of his departure, Li Jing Er made a toast to Liu Jun and told him that, no matter what, she would wait for his return and if he didn’t return safely, Li Jing Er would follow him wherever he went.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Upon hearing that, Liu Jun was touched and both of them hug together sadly &amp;amp; cried aloud.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After Zi hour (子時), Liu Jun set off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 weeks later, Liu Jun arrived at the Imperial City. Knowing that Duke Han was now an Important Officer in the Imperial Court, there were sure to have a lot of Guards around him protecting him and so, Liu Jun observed carefully on the daily activities of Duke Han and would wait for the best suitable timing to take action.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After waited for a month, Liu Jun had found a good suitable timing to assassinate Duke Han. Just as Liu Jun was running towards Duke Han, Han Ba Hu appeared in front of Liu Jun. Liu Jun was shocked but with his determination, Liu Jun had to be firm and with a blow, he knocked towards Han Ba Hu. Without any preparation, Han Ba Hu was being knocked down onto the floor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just as Han Ba Hu was about to stand up, Liu Jun used his sword to poke into the Heart of Han Ba Hu and on the spot, Han Ba Hu was killed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After Han Ba Hu was killed, Liu Jun turned to Duke Han. Due to his reckless action, the Guards were already being notified, within seconds, Liu Jun was being surrounded by the Guards. Without fear, Liu Jun tried his very best to fight back. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;During the fighting, both of his arms were badly cut by the swords and spears, but Liu Jun didn’t give up. Just as Liu Jun was about to approach Duke Han, an arrow shot into Liu Jun’s heart from the back. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even though Liu Jun had got an arrow shot, he didn’t collapsed. In his mind, he only thought of taking revenge for his father &amp;amp; Duke Li and also, to take good care of Li Jing Er.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When the blood started to flow out slowly from the front of his chest, then Liu Jun knew that everything was already too late. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Revenge failed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Taking care of his Mother was not possible anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Loving of Li Jing Er could not be fulfilled in this life time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Staring at the blood dripping, Liu Jun cried and shouted out loudly – Why was Heaven so unfair to him…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just at the moment of blaming of Heaven, Duke Han ordered the Guards to kill Liu Jun on the spot and chop him into mince-meat to feed the dogs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;BC129, 7th Day of Lunar 5 Month, Liu Jun left the World with Hatred &amp;amp; Sorrows.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the Night of Liu Jun’s passing-on, Li Jing Er had a dream seeing Liu Jun standing in front of her with a sorrowful smile. After waking up, Li Jing Er started to have fever and on the following day, Li Jing Er started to vomit blood whenever she had her medicine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3 weeks later, the news of Liu Jun’s passing-on arrived at the Hometown, upon receiving the news, Liu Jun’s Mother fainted and Li Jing Er was shocked and totally upset on the passing-on of Liu Jun.Returning to her bedroom, Li Jing Er took out the Handkerchief that Liu Jun gave her and write a Poem on it, the Poem went like this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;緣緣緣生緣已滅。(translated as Fate has appear but Fate is also gone by now)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;情情情真情難踐。(translated as We had encountered True love, but it does not last long)祈願來世兩相遇。(translated as Since its now gone, we can only hope that we meet in the next life)在行白髮鴛鴦戀。(translated as When we meet in the next life, hope that we can be husband &amp;amp; wife and enjoy our love for long and last)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After writing the Poem, Li Jing Er hung herself in the Bedroom, leaving the Poem on her Bed with a stalk of her Hair and the Hair that Liu Jun had left for her before he set off for the revenge.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When the maid of Li Jing Er took up the 2 Stalks of Hair, she found out that they were being tied tightly together that no matter how hard they tried to pull them apart, the Hair were not able to be separated.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;With a gust of Wind, the Lover returned back to the Tunnel of Re-incarnation.A Poem was being written to Praise on the True Love of them:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;結髮夫妻情。(translated as With Fate, a couple become Husband &amp;amp; Wife)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;難分與難捨。(translated as With Love, both of them are not able to separate)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;一朝為夫妻。(translated as Once the Love is strengthen, no one is able to regret)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;百世永相隨。(translated as No matter where the other party goes, the other one will followed)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;To be continued… …&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8005956450113705727-8004844062009163990?l=kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com/feeds/8004844062009163990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8005956450113705727&amp;postID=8004844062009163990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8005956450113705727/posts/default/8004844062009163990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8005956450113705727/posts/default/8004844062009163990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com/2010/03/love-that-last-for-ten-generations_12.html' title='The Love that last for Ten Generations – Third Generation ~ Tying of Hair of Love (十世緣之第三世結髮雙隨)'/><author><name>Humanity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329022719583696537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rZ7gY1CaIKU/S5pMLZngSBI/AAAAAAAAAA0/x4je05GpX9A/s72-c/hanchaonv.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8005956450113705727.post-3223310120104335250</id><published>2010-03-11T05:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T06:14:45.617-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Love that last for Ten Generations – Second Generation ~ Bones of Dignity (十世緣之第二世挖骨明志)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rZ7gY1CaIKU/S5j6edpGylI/AAAAAAAAAAs/xZCmqPlTkzI/s1600-h/jianghuan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447379150564674130" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 242px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rZ7gY1CaIKU/S5j6edpGylI/AAAAAAAAAAs/xZCmqPlTkzI/s320/jianghuan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;In here, you all will be reading thru a Long Story of 10 Series. This Long Story is written base on the Spiritual Reading &amp;amp; Prediction, meaning that ALL the Characters in the Story are “True”. In-order not to reveal the True Identity of the Real People involved, the Names of the Characters will be changed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here it goes, starting from the Second Generation of the Continuous Love…&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Entering into the Re-incarnation Tunnel, Heavenly Marshal Jin (瑤池天將金天君) &amp;amp; Fairy Qing Xuan (青玄玄女) were being re-incarnated into Shang Dynasty. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;In the period of their born, Shang Dynasty (商朝) was in a chaotic situation where King Zhou (紂王) was having war with Emperor Zhou Wu Ji Fa (周武王姬發).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;After exiting from the Re-incarnation Tunnel, Heavenly Marshal Jin was being born into a Military Family, whom his Father was a General-Incharge of the Western Camp at King Zhou’s Boundary (紂王伐周西營統領). Upon being born into the Family, he was given the name of Jiang Huan (姜還), meaning Returning Peace.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;3 years after Jiang Huan was born, Fairy Qing Xuan was also being born into the same Boundary, but somewhere further from the Hometown of Jiang Huan. Fairy Qing Xuan was born into a poorer family whom her Father was a Clay-pottery Seller. With her new Re-incarnation, Fairy Qing Xuan was named as Lv He (呂荷), the reason for the parent of giving her this name was that, hoping that she could be as Pretty as a Lotus Flower (荷花). &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;At the age of 13, Jiang Huan was started to go under-training his Father in Military Art. Besides that, Jiang Huan also got his Literature Talents from his 2 Brothers whom under-study a famous Teacher in Shang Dynasty. By the age of 16, Jiang Huan was able to assist his Father in making Military Planning and Training of new recruits. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;One day, while Jiang Huan was doing his Study in the Military Camp, a Soldier brought in an injured Boy of age of about 15 years old. After examining the Injuries of the Boy, Jiang Huan quickly summoned for the Military Medical Aid Army to his Tentage for the healing of the Boy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;With Days of patience care, the Boy regained his conscious and was grateful that he was being well taken care of. After expressing his thanks to Jiang Huan, both of them exchanged names and the Boy introduced himself as Yao Xian (姚賢).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;From then, Yao Xian stayed at the Military Camp to assist Jiang Huan and with a few months of observation on Yao Xian, Jiang Huan decided to coach &amp;amp; train him on Military Strategies &amp;amp; Art.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Time flies, Jiang Huan was already 21 years old. Due to New Year was arriving, one day, Jiang Huan was being released by his Father to return home to accompany his Mother for the Annual Celebration. Just as Jiang Huan was about to leave the Camp Compound, Yao Xian also requested of along with Jiang Huan and Jiang Huan’s father agreed but General Jiang wanted Yao Xian to be back in the Camp before 15th Day of Lunar 12 Month, both of them agreed and left the Camp without further delaying (In Shang Dynasty, the Lunar New Year was being fixed on 1st Day of Lunar 12 Month (商朝農曆年為臘月初一) and not 1st Day of Lunar 1 Month, this was only being finalized in Han Dynasty).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;On the way back to the Hometown, both of them pass-by a Busy Street which was a well-known Market Street in Shang Dynasty. Just as both of them were about to leave after purchasing some items, Yao Xian saw a Girl standing by the Road-side calling out of the selling of Clay Utensils. With the attractive appearance &amp;amp; sweet voice that the Girl had, Yao Xian was deeply attracted to the Girl. With lust, Yao Xian ran towards the Girl alone, leaving Jiang Huan going round the Street Market to search for him.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Upon arriving at the Girl’s humble stall, Yao Xian took out a Coin to buy a Clay Jar from her, just at the moment of handling the Coin onto the Girl’s hand, Yao Xian made a tickle on the palm of the Girl. Feeling that Yao Xian was there to take her advantage, the Girl shouted loudly for assistance.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Soon, a group of Crowd gathered around Yao Xian &amp;amp; the Girl, just as the Crowd was about to capture Yao Xian, he ran off with a dash, leaving the Girl crying at the Street-side.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;At this moment, Jiang Huan accidentally pass-by the Crowd and was wondering what had happen and so, he made his way in from the Crowd to the front. Just by the time that Jiang Huan reached the front, the Girl lifted her head up looking at the Crowd and at that split moment, the Girl’s eyes caught the attention of Jiang Huan. Immediately Jiang Huan was stunned by the Innocent &amp;amp; Beauty of the Girl. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;From the conversation of the Crowd, Jiang Huan realised that the Girl was being bullied by Yao Xian and so, in-order to repay back on the wrong doing of Yao Xian, Jiang Huan took out a string of Coins to purchase all the Clay Pottery from the Girl.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;After purchasing, Jiang Huan reluctantly left the Street-side, just as Jiang Huan was about to leave, the Girl stood up and call upon Jiang Huan to express her thanks. Looking at the Girl whom now was able smiled, Jiang Huan picked up his courage to mumble out his name and by returning the respect, the Girl introduced herself as Lv He to him. Immediately after telling Jiang Huan the name, Lv He shyly left the spot, leaving Jiang Huan standing still on the Street-side staring into the space.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Seeing the Crowd started to disperse off, Yao Xian made a whisper to Jiang Huan to signal him over to the backlane. Upon hearing the whisper, Jiang Huan return to his “Proper mode” and ran towards Yao Xian questioning him for his nasty doing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yao Xian denied that he had bullied the Girl, instead, Yao Xian push the blame to Lv He for seducing him. Knowing that Yao Xian was lying to him, Jiang Huan didn’t take any action, just that some verbal warning was given to Yao Xian.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;With an eye blink, New Year was about to end and so, Jiang Huan had to rush Yao Xian to return back to the Camp before his Father carried out any actions on him. Knowing that General Jiang was a strict person, Yao Xian had to return to the Camp first while Jiang Huan still stayed at home to assist Old Madam Jiang in preparing for the migrating to the Camp Compound.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;While on the way back to the Camp, Yao Xian’s nasty attitude arise again. This time round, he went to the nearby Wine Inn (酒家) to consume a great amount of Wine and by the time he returned his conscious from the drunk, it was already 16th Day of Lunar 12 Month. Knowing that he had committed a Military Crime, Yao Xian did not dare to return back to General Jiang’s Camp site, instead, he went to General Hua’s East Camp site to seek refuge under General Hua (華將軍, the enemy of General Jiang due to jealousy).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Upon reaching General Hua’s Camp Compound, Yao Xian pretended that he was being wrongly accused and was beaten up by his own Camp-mates, after listening to Yao Xian’s sorrows, General Hua decided to take Yao Xian in as Private Assistant. The main Purpose of this was to provoke General Jiang by proving that in General Hua’s Camp site, all recruits were be treated fairly.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Soon, this news was being spread to General Jiang’s Camp site and after knowing that Yao Xian had take refuge under General Hua, General Jiang was provoked and he sent 2 Commanders over to capture Yao Xian back.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Just as the Commanders approached the Compound of General Hua’s Camp site, the 2 Commanders were being shot to death by Arrows. After the Commanders were died, General Hua sent a Report to King Zhou, accusing that General Jiang had surrendered to Emperor Zhou Wu. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Upon getting the Report, King Zhou was annoyed and without making any form of following –up, King Zhou immediately issued an Edict for executing of General Jiang. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Within 2 Hours (一個時辰之內), General Jiang was being captured and beheaded at the Penalty Court (刑法場) outside the West Camp Boundary.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Knowing that General Jiang was being killed, Yao Xian was delighted and with his negative thoughts, Yao Xian reported to General Hua that Jiang Huan might return back to take revenge, in-order to prevent Jiang Huan from entering into the Camp site, a fake order must be issued to Jiang Huan for not returning.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;After considering, General Hua agreed on that idea and ordered Yao Xian to handle the whole issue for him. Upon receiving the order, Yao Xian grinned evilly and ran off to the West Camp to write a letter by imitating the handwriting of General Jiang. After the letter was completed, Yao Xian sent a new recruit back to the Hometown of Jiang Huan to pass him the letter.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Upon receiving the letter, Jiang Huan went to the address that the letter had stated to meet up with his “Father”, just as Jiang Huan was about to step onto the Journey to the Eastern Mountain (東山), Lv He’s uncle arrived at the door-step to request to meet up with Jiang Huan. Knowing that the elder were the relative of Lv He, Jiang Huan respectfully ushered him into the side hall to offer tea to him and found out what was the main purpose of his visiting. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;After telling the truth that Lv He’s parent was being killed by a group of Soldiers from the Eastern Camp, Lv He was now lonely and unprotected. Lv He’s Uncle main purpose of visiting Jiang Huan was to beg Jiang Huan to take Lv He in as a Maid to serve the Family and also to return the Gratitude to Jiang Huan for assisting her at that time while she was being bullied on the Street-side.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Upon knowing that, Jiang Huan was somehow delighted but due to Conservative Era, Jiang Huan had to report to his Mother on this issue and after reporting to Old Madam Jiang, Lv He was being accepted.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;On the Day of Lv He’s arrival, the whole Family was shocked by the beauty of her. By looking at Jiang Huan’s shy expression, Old Madam Jiang knew that her Son had actually fall in love with Lv He and so, without hesitation, Old Madam Jiang call-upon her son to one-side to ask him on whether he would like to marry Lv He as a Mistress (due to Lv He’s background, she could only be the 2nd Wife instead of the first even though Jiang Huan had yet to Officially get married 先娶妾後娶妻).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;With delights, Jiang Huan nodded his head and on the very Day, Jiang Huan &amp;amp; Lv He got married under the arrangement of Old Madam Jiang.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Just as the Ceremony ended, a new recruit arrived at the door step to rush Jiang Huan to set off his Journey to the Eastern Mountain. Reluctantly, Jiang Huan had to go for the appointment, before Jiang Huan set-off, he asked Lv He to wait for his return and Lv He shyly nodded her head and then, sent off her husband to the door way.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;By the time Jiang Huan reached the Peak of Eastern Mountain, it was already Midnight. Due to it was a Moon-less night, the whole place was dark and eerie. Just as Jiang Huan was about to light a torch to brighten the place, Yao Xian arrived at the Peak with a group of Soldiers. On the hand of the Soldiers, all of them were carrying Bows &amp;amp; Arrows and each Arrow was ready to be released out. Looking at the scene, Jiang Huan was shocked and frightened and immediately, he shouted out to question on Yao Xian of what had happened. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Just as Jiang Huan was about to walk towards Yao Xian, Yao Xian sent out a signal for the releasing of Arrows, hundreds of Arrows were being shot onto the body of Jiang Huan. Pitifully, Jiang Huan was being killed innocently.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;After Jiang Huan’s death, Yao Xian did not plan to give up. Soon after burying Jiang Huan’s body, Yao Xian brought a troop of Soldiers back to Jiang Huan’s Home to ransack his Home for Wealthy belongings. Just as Yao Xian arrived at the House, he saw Lv He was there waiting for Jiang Huan’s returning. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;With lust, Yao Xian wanted to bully Lv He on the spot, but due to there were too many Soldiers following him, he suppressed his lust and approached Lv He telling her a lie that Jiang Huan was waiting at a Hut specially built for the 2 of them on the Peak of Eastern Mountain.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Upon hearing that, Lv He was amazed &amp;amp; delighted, hoping that she could set off now to the Peak of Eastern Mountain to meet up with Jiang Huan. Knowing that Lv He had fall into his trap, Yao Xian order a Sedan-chair to send Lv He up to the Peak of Eastern Mountain. After Lv He left the house, Yao Xian ordered the other Soldiers to kill all the Members of Jiang Family without mercy. Over a night, 50 plus Members of Jiang Family were being killed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;On the way up to the Peak of Eastern Mountain, Lv He dozed off on the Sedan-chair, just as she entered into the sleeping-state, Jiang Huan appeared in her dream with ugly &amp;amp; bloody face. Lv He was scared and wanted to shout out, just at the moment, Lv He woke up.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;As the Sedan-chair slowly approaching the Peak, Cold &amp;amp; Strong wind started to blow. Just at the moment of reaching the Peak, a Strong Gust of Typhoon appeared in front of Lv He &amp;amp; Yao Xian. In the Typhoon, Lv He could clearly see her husband face, eyes staring hard at Yao Xian and mouth mumbling that he had died tragically.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lv He couldn’t believed her eyes and just as Lv He was about to run towards the Typhoon to take a closer look, Yao Xian hugged her tightly from the back and started to tear off her clothing and skirt.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lv He was shocked and started to fight back. Just as she was fighting back, Lv He got hold of Yao Xian’s small dagger from his pouch. Immediately, she took it out and pointed at Yao Xian, warning him for not coming near.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;With nasty lust, Yao Xian neglected the warning and continued walking towards Lv He. Lv He was upset and with a strong cut, she cut open her Arm, allowing the Blood to flow out from her arm. While the Blood was flowing out, she dug her bone out and threw them onto the floor, showing her dignity for protecting her pureness for her husband and also to request her husband Jiang Huan to appear and assist her in getting rid of the rascal.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Just as the bone dropped onto the ground, the Typhoon got stronger and with a loud bang sound, Yao Xian was being sucked into the Typhoon and thrown onto the Cliff-wall of the Mountain. Yao Xian was killed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;After Yao Xian was killed, the Typhoon stopped and the sky slowly turned pale. By the time the Sky turn white, Lv He was found die on the Peak of Eastern Mountain.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;On the moment of Lv He’s died, 2 bright rays shined upon her and a pile of soil besides her. The 2 rays led the Spirits of Jiang Huan &amp;amp; Lv He into the Re-incarnation Tunnel for the 3rd re-incarnation of them.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Jiang Huan &amp;amp; Lv He, not able to get together in their Second Generation, but the Love that they got was Truly Sincere &amp;amp; Faithful.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;A Poem was being left on the Peak for Praising the Dignity of Love for the 2 of them:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;真情不怕紅火煉。(translated as True Love doesnt afraid of True Testing)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;明志尋夫挖骨情。(translated as With Dignity, carving of Bones to show the Innocent &amp;amp; Pureness)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;英年早逝天註定。(translated as Dying Young was already pre-designated)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;十世情緣堅如金。(translated as Overcoming ALL the Testing, the Love will be more Firm &amp;amp; True)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;To be continued… …&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8005956450113705727-3223310120104335250?l=kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com/feeds/3223310120104335250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8005956450113705727&amp;postID=3223310120104335250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8005956450113705727/posts/default/3223310120104335250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8005956450113705727/posts/default/3223310120104335250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com/2010/03/love-that-last-for-ten-generations_11.html' title='The Love that last for Ten Generations – Second Generation ~ Bones of Dignity (十世緣之第二世挖骨明志)'/><author><name>Humanity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329022719583696537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rZ7gY1CaIKU/S5j6edpGylI/AAAAAAAAAAs/xZCmqPlTkzI/s72-c/jianghuan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8005956450113705727.post-8774084553286065691</id><published>2010-03-07T08:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T09:13:07.164-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Love that last for Ten Generations – First Generation ~ Celestial Love (十世緣之第一世仙侶情緣)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rZ7gY1CaIKU/S5UwGnafIlI/AAAAAAAAAAk/Vq3tE3vGI2k/s1600-h/xianvn01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446312214591906386" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rZ7gY1CaIKU/S5UwGnafIlI/AAAAAAAAAAk/Vq3tE3vGI2k/s320/xianvn01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In here, you all will be reading thru a Long Story of 10 Series (十世緣). This Long Story is written base on the Spiritual Reading &amp;amp; Prediction, meaning that ALL the Characters in the Story are “True”. In-order not to reveal the True Identity of the Real People involved, the Names of the Characters will be changed. These stories are extracted from Master Jave Wu Multiply blog. &lt;a href="http://javewu.multiply.com/"&gt;http://javewu.multiply.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here it goes, starting from the First Generation of the Continuous Love…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the Day of Pan Gu opened the Heaven &amp;amp; Earth (盤古開天地), a gust of Green Energy (青氣) was being released out from the Gap of the Crack. After being emitted out, the Green Energy floated to the Celestial Realm (仙界) and settled in the Celestial Mountain known as Mountain Qing Xuan (青玄山). This is a Mountain that Mother Empress of Western Paradise (瑤池金母) used to perform her Cultivation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Thousand of Years, this Green Energy was able to transform itself into Being-form and with the assistance of the Lord Qing Xuan (青玄老人owner of Mountain Qing Xuan), the Green Energy manifested itself into a Lady-form.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon returning her Gratitude to Lord Qing Xuan, the Green Energy decided to seek Training under Lord Qing Xuan and with his approval, Green Energy was being accepted and given a Name of Fairy Qing Xuan (青玄玄女).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the Day of Mother Empress of Western Paradise Manifestation Anniversary (瑤池金母華誕), Lord Qing Xuan &amp;amp; Fairy Qing Xuan were being invited to join in the Celestial Party. Upon arriving at the Party, Lord Qing Xuan &amp;amp; Fairy Qing Xuan were being welcomed by the Heavenly Guardian of Celestial Pond (瑤池天將), this Heavenly Guardian was known as Heavenly Marshal Jin (金天君).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With first glance, Marshal Jin was deeply attracted by Fairy Qing Xuan and so, while Lord Qing Xuan &amp;amp; Fairy Qing Xuan entered into the Party without putting on a Flower to indicate that they were Important Guests, Marshal Jin also didn’t realised about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inside the Party Compound, beautiful flowers could be seen, such as Golden Peony (金牡丹), Rainbow Lotus (七色蓮), Crystal Plum-blossom (水晶梅), etc. Besides that, Celestial Music (天音) could be heard and Immortal Cranes (仙鶴) were there to spread Fragrance Petals onto every Immortals &amp;amp; Deities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just as Fairy Qing Xuan was about to step onto the Platform of where Mother Empress was sitting, she was being stopped by another Heavenly Marshal, known as Heavenly Guardian of Jade Platform (瑤台天將) or Heavenly Marshal Xian (冼天君).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due to this was the first time that Fairy Qing Xuan participating in the Celestial Party, she was frightened by the reaction of Heavenly Marshal Xian and immediately, she dashed off from the Platform and ran towards the Phoenix Pavilion (鳳凰亭) that situated besides the Main Entrance of the Celestial Pond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just as Fairy Qing Xuan entered into the Pavilion, Heavenly Marshal Jin was there to usher in the Heavenly Lords. While realising that Fairy Qing Xuan was being frightened, Heavenly Marshal Jin went forward to offer his assistance and upon reaching the Pavilion, Fairy Qing Xuan was shocked to see another Heavenly Marshal, so just as in time when Heavenly Marshal Jin opened his mouth to say something, Fairy Qing Xuan’s tears roll off from her eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing that Fairy Qing Xuan was crying, Heavenly Marshal Jin was totally in a shocked state of don’t know what to do, and so, he went forward to use his Sleeve to wipe off Fairy Qing Xuan’s tears. Just as in time, Lord Qing Xuan entered into the Pavilion, knowing that this was a Fate that both of them had, Lord Qing Xuan had to shake his head and walked out of the Pavilion again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slowly, Fairy Qing Xuan returned to her calm state and realising that Heavenly Marshal Jin had assist her in wiping the tears, she felt grateful and this time round, looking up at Heavenly Marshal Jin’s face, Fairy Qing Xuan suddenly had the feeling of a rush in her Mind and immediately, her face blushed with Rosy-pink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the Blushed face that Fairy Qing Xuan and the innocently reaction that Fairy Qing Xuan got, Heavenly Marshal Jin was extremely deeply fall in love with Fairy Qing Xuan. Just as Heavenly Marshal Jin was about to talk to her, Heavenly Marshal Xian arrived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suspecting that Fairy Qing Xuan had sneaked into the Celestial Party, Heavenly Marshal Xian released out his Spiritual Rope and wanting to capture Fairy Qing Xuan for locking up. Upon seeing that Heavenly Marshal Xian wanted to capture Fairy Qing Xuan for no reason, Heavenly Marshal Jin stepped out to speak-up for her. Due to both of the Heavenly Marshals had already had some Internal Conflict among each other, this time round, Heavenly Marshal Xian took this opportunity to fight with Heavenly Marshal Jin. Soon, the fighting got into a serious state and just as Heavenly Marshal Xian was about to poke his Spear onto Heavenly Marshal Jin’s arm, Mother Empress arrived at the Pavilion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon arriving, Mother Empress started to question on the cause of the Fighting, just as Heavenly Marshal Jin was about to speak-up, Heavenly Marshal Xian cut into the conversation and accused that Heavenly Marshal Jin had fall in love with Fairy Qing Xuan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking at Fairy Qing Xuan &amp;amp; Heavenly Marshal Jin, Mother Empress kept quiet for awhile and summoned Lord Qing Xuan to the Pavilion. Just as Lord Qing Xuan was about to enter into the Pavilion, Lord Yue Lao (月佬星君) arrived at the Pavilion too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why so co-incidence that Lord Yue Lao also arrived at the Pavilion? Cos after Lord Qing Xuan saw that Heavenly Marshal Jin had somehow fall in love with Fairy Qing Xuan, he already knew that both of them would have to be punished by re-incarnate into the Mortal Realm and so, in-order for Mother Empress to lessen the punishment, Lord Qing Xuan had beg Lord Yue Lao to come forward to say some good words for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Mother Empress was about to question Lord Qing Xuan, Lord Yue Lao had asked permission for speaking and knowing that there were some hidden secrets, Mother Empress allowed Lord Yue Lao to speak up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking at the Heavenly Marshal Jin &amp;amp; Fairy Qing Xuan, Lord Yue Lao recited out a 4 sentences Poem to Mother Empress:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;情結十世情。(translated as this Relationship will last for Ten Generations or Lives)&lt;br /&gt;恩愛顯分明。(translated as this Love is very Straight Forward and once it starts, there are no ending)&lt;br /&gt;是親亦是師。(translated as only when certain issue happen)&lt;br /&gt;了結返天庭。(translated as both of them will end the relationship and return back to Heaven)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon hearing to the Poem, Mother Empress had somehow understand the situation and so, immediately, Mother Empress released her Edict of sending Heavenly Marshal Jin &amp;amp; Fairy Qing Xuan to get their Re-incarnation to the Mortal Realm. Only when they had fulfilled the Ten Generations Love, then they were be able to resume their Immortal Title.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knowing that this was fated, Heavenly Marshal Jin was delighted but Fairy Qing Xuan felt sad, cos she had to depart with her Master Lord Qing Xuan. Looking at Fairy Qing Xuan, Lord Qing Xuan smiled at her and nodded to her, telling her to take care and everything would be fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Within moments, both of them were being brought to the Entrance of the Heavenly Gate and with a push from the 2 Heavenly Gate Generals, Heavenly Marshal Jin &amp;amp; Fairy Qing Xuan were being pushed into the Tunnel of In-carnation, from there, both of them were being brought to a Dimension where they didn’t even know where they were.&lt;br /&gt;After sentencing the 2 of them, Mother Empress turned to Heavenly Marshal Xian and angrily question on him of why he engaged into a Fight due to Jealousy &amp;amp; Conflicts. Hearing the questioning, Heavenly Marshal Xian was shocked and immediately kowtowed to beg for forgiven, but everything was too late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just as Heavenly Marshal Xian was pleading for forgiveness, Mother Empress had sentenced Heavenly Marshal Xian to get his Re-incarnation into the Mortal Realm too. Upon hearing that, Heavenly Marshal Xian was totally disappointed, cos he knew that, being an Immortal was his Eternal Wish, he didn’t want to return to the Mortal Realm for suffering. And so, just as he was being pushed into the Re-incarnation Tunnel, he made a Vow to seek revenge on Heavenly Marshal Jin &amp;amp; Fairy Qing Xuan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the Pavilion, Mother Empress looked at Lord Qing Xuan &amp;amp; Lord Yue Lao and recited out a 4 Sentences Poem to them too:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;十世情緣多艱難。(translated as Ten Generations will come with lots of Testing)&lt;br /&gt;百般試驗情得嘗。(translated as Only by going thru ALL these Testing will make the Love firm)&lt;br /&gt;不經一番寒入骨。(translated as With the Hardest &amp;amp; Cruel Testing)&lt;br /&gt;那得真情顯芬芳。(translated as The Real Love will be there for the 2 of them)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon hearing the Poem, Lord Qing Xuan &amp;amp; Lord Yue Lao agreed on it and all of them proceed with the Celebration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be continued… …&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8005956450113705727-8774084553286065691?l=kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com/feeds/8774084553286065691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8005956450113705727&amp;postID=8774084553286065691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8005956450113705727/posts/default/8774084553286065691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8005956450113705727/posts/default/8774084553286065691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com/2010/03/love-that-last-for-ten-generations.html' title='The Love that last for Ten Generations – First Generation ~ Celestial Love (十世緣之第一世仙侶情緣)'/><author><name>Humanity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329022719583696537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rZ7gY1CaIKU/S5UwGnafIlI/AAAAAAAAAAk/Vq3tE3vGI2k/s72-c/xianvn01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8005956450113705727.post-7698360089976853627</id><published>2009-12-15T20:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T20:36:35.770-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Way of life</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If a man is crossing a river and an empty boat collides with his own, even though he might be a bad tempered man, he will not become very angry. But if he sees a man in a boat, he will shout at him to steer clear and if the shout is not heard, he will shout again, and yet again, and begin cursing. And all because there is somebody in the boat. Yet if the boat was empty, he would not be shouting and will not be angry. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you can empty your own boat, crossing the river of the world, no one will oppose you and no one will seek to harm you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8005956450113705727-7698360089976853627?l=kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com/feeds/7698360089976853627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8005956450113705727&amp;postID=7698360089976853627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8005956450113705727/posts/default/7698360089976853627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8005956450113705727/posts/default/7698360089976853627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com/2009/12/way-of-life.html' title='Way of life'/><author><name>Humanity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329022719583696537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8005956450113705727.post-2123198714836030037</id><published>2009-11-20T01:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T01:44:57.621-08:00</updated><title type='text'>妻子的空位(The Irreplaceable Void)</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;我的妻子因為意外事故離開我身邊已經四年了，我想，妻子留下不會做任何家事的我和孩子，她的心有何等難過呢？我也因為無法兼顧父母雙親的角色而感到挫折。有一天我為了出差，清晨趕出門，無法將孩子打點好就得離開家，正巧前一天有剩下的飯，我熱了蒸蛋，向還沒有睡醒的孩子交代一聲，就出門去了。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 years ago, an accident took my beloved away and very often I wonder, how does my wife, who is now in the heavenly realm, feel right now? She must be feeling extremely sad for leaving a husband who is incapable to taking care of the house and the kid. 'cos that is the exact feeling that I have, as I feel that I have failed to provide for the physical and emotional needs of my child, and failed to be the dad and mum for my child. There was one particular day, when I had an emergency at work. Hence, I had to leave home whilst my child was still sleeping. So thinking that there was still rice leftovers, I hastily cooked an egg and left after informing my sleepy child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;為了照顧好孩子飲食三餐的事，我也無力把自己的工作做好。有一天晚上回到家，我只是很簡短地和孩子打個招呼，就因為身體疲累，不想吃晚餐，脫掉西裝之後就直接往床上躺下。就在那個時候，砰的一聲，紅色的湯汁跟泡麵瞬時弄髒了床單和被單，原來有碗泡麵在棉被裡！這小子真是的，說時遲那時快，我即時拿起一個衣架，跑出去，往正玩著玩具的兒子的屁股就打，因為我實在是太生氣了，所以不停地打他。但就在這個時候，他邊啜泣邊說了一段話，使我停了下來。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the double roles, I am often exhausted at work as well as when I am home. So after a long day, I came home, totally drained of all energy. So with just a brief hug and kiss for my child, I went straight into the room, skipping dinner. However, when I jumped into my bed with intention of just having a well-deserved sleep, all i heard and felt was broken porcelain and warm liquid! I flipped open my blanket, and there lies the source of the 'problem'... a broken bowl with instant noodles and a mess on the bedsheet and blanket! Boy, was I mad! I was so furious that I took a clothes hanger, charged straight at my child who was happily playing with his toy, and give him a good spanking! He merely cried but not asking for mercy, except a short explanation:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;兒子告訴我說：「飯鍋裡的飯早上已經吃完了，晚餐在幼稚園吃了，但是到了晚上，爸爸還不回來，我就在櫥櫃的抽屜裡找到了泡麵。可是我想到爸爸說不能亂動瓦斯爐，所以我就打開洗澡的水龍頭，用熱水泡了泡麵，一個自己吃，另一個想留給爸爸吃。因為怕泡麵涼掉，所以我就把它放在棉被裡，等你回來。可是因為我正在玩向朋友借來的玩具，所以忘了跟爸爸講。」&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Dad, I was hungry and there wasn't anymore leftover rice. But you were not back yet, hence I wanted to cook some instant noodles. But I remembered you reminding me not to touch or use the gas stove without any adults around, hence I turned on the shower and used the hot water from the bathroom to cook the noodles. One is for you and the other is for me. However, I was afraid that the noodles will turn cold, so I hid it under the blanket to keep it warm till you return. But I forgot to remind you 'cos I was playing with my toys...I am sorry Dad..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;我不想讓兒子看到我在流淚，所以衝到洗手間，將水龍頭打開，大聲地哭。過了一陣子之後，我打起精神來，一面哄著兒子，一面也在他屁股上擦藥，讓他上床睡覺。當我清理好泡麵弄髒的床單和棉被後，打開兒子的房門一看，發現他仍舊發出哭泣聲，手裡還拿著媽媽的照片。我把頭靠在房門站了許久，看著這一幕。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At that moment, tears were starting to run down my cheeks...but I didn't want my son to see his dad crying so I dashed into the bathroom and cried with the shower head on to mask my cries. After that episode, I went towards my son to give him a tight hug and applied medication on him, while coaxing him to sleep. Then, it was time to clear up the mess on the bed. When everything was done and well past midnight, I passed my son's room, and saw that he was still crying, not from the pain on his little buttock, but from looking at the photograph of his beloved mummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;自從在一年前發生這件事之後，我為了扮演好媽媽的角色，更加用心地去照顧他。現在兒子快七歲了，不久後就要從幼稚園畢業，進入國小讀書。慶幸的是，兒子在這段時間毫無陰影，很開朗地成長。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A year has passed since the episode, I have tried, in this period, to focus on giving him both the love of his dad and mum, and to attend to most of his needs. And soon, he is turning seven, and will be graduating from kindergarten. Fortunately, the incident did not leave a lasting impression on his childhood memories and he is still happily growing up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;就在不久前，我再一次打孩子，因為幼稚園來電話說，兒子沒有去學校，我心裡覺得很不安，所以早退回家，在整個社區裡大聲地喊他的名字，卻是遍尋不著。後來在文具店的門?f，看見他站在電玩的前面，於是我很生氣，又開始一直打他。兒子並沒有說出任何的解釋，只說了聲對不起。後來我才知道，原來剛好是幼稚園要邀請媽媽去 看才藝表演的日子。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, not so long ago, I hit my boy again, with much regret. This time, his kindergarten teacher called, informing me of my son's absence from school. I took off early from work and went home, expecting him to explain. But he wasn't to be found, so I went around our house, calling out his name and eventually found him outside a stationery shop, happily playing computer games. I was fuming, brought him home and whack the hell out of him. He did not retaliate, except to say, 'I am sorry, Dad'. But after much probing, I realized that it was a 'Talent Show' organized by his school and the invite is for every student's mummy. And that was the reason for his absence as he has no mummy.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;發生這些事的幾天後，兒子回家說，他在幼稚園裡學了寫字，從此他經常關在自己的房間裡不出來，很認真地寫字。我看到兒子這個樣子，想到妻子在天國也一定會因為看到他這樣而微笑，我就無法忍住淚水。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few days after the caning, my son came home to tell me, the kindergarten has recently taught him how to read and write. Since then, he has kept to himself and stayed in his room to practise his writing, which I am sure, would make my wife proud, if she was still around. 'cos he makes me proud too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;時間很快，又過了一年，到了冬天，街頭上都在播放著聖誕節的歌曲，我的兒子卻又闖了一個禍。我正要下班的時候，接到一通社區郵局的電話，說我兒子把一綑沒有寫地址的信，惡作劇地放在郵筒裡。每年到了年底，正是郵局最忙碌的時候，所以這對他們造成很大的困擾。雖然我已決定不再打孩子，但在急忙趕回家後，叫了兒子來，我又忍不住痛打他一頓。兒子這一次只是說他做錯了，卻沒有講出任何理由。我把他推到一個角落，不管了，自個兒跑到郵局領回那一綑惡作劇的信。我把信丟到他眼前說：「你為什麼要這樣惡作劇？」兒子哭著回答說：「這些信是我要寄給媽媽的。」&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time passes by very quickly, and soon another year has passed. It's winter, and its Christmas time. Everywhere the christmas spirit is in every passer-by...Christmas carols and frantic shoppers....but alas, my son got into another trouble. When I was about to knock off from the day's work, the post office called. Due to the peak season, the post master was also on an edgy mood. He called to tell me that my son has attempted to post several letters with no addressee. Although I did make a promise never to hit my son again, I couldn't help but to hit him as I feel that this child of mine is really beyond control. Once again, as before, he apologized, ' I'm sorry, Dad' and no additional reason to explain. I pushed him towards a corner, went to the post office to collect the letters with no addressee and came home, and angrily questioned my son on his prank, during this time of the year. His answer, amidst his sobbing, was : The letters were for Mummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;當時我的眼眶紅了起來，心裡很激動，但是因為在兒子面前，所以我盡量隱忍住沒有表現出來。我接著問他：「那麼，為什麼一次寄這麼多信呢？」兒子回答說：「以前我要把信投進去的時候，因為個兒太矮，所以沒辦法投入，但是最近我再去郵筒時，已經搆得到了，所以我就把以前沒有寄的，一次全部都投進入了。」&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My eyes grew teary, but I tried to control my emotions and continued to ask him: " But why did u post so many letters, at one time?" My son's reply was: " I have been writing to mummy for a long time, but each time I reach out for the post box, it was too high for me, hence I was not able to post the letters. But recently, when I went back to the postbox, I could reach it and I sent it all at once..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;我聽了以後，心中一片茫然，不知道該對孩子說什麼話。過了不久以後，我就跟他說：「媽媽現在在天上，以後你寫完信，把信燒了，就能送到天國去。」等孩子睡著之後，我到外面燒了那些信。我很好奇到底孩子想跟媽媽說些什麼，所以讀了其中的幾封信。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After hearing this, I was lost. Lost at not knowing what to do, what to say...... I told my son, " Son, mummy is in the heavenly kingdom, so in future, if you have anything to tell her, just burn the letter and it will reach mummy. My son, on hearing this, was much pacified and calm, and soon after, he was sleeping soundly. On promising that I will burn the letters on his behalf, I brought the letters outside, but couldnt help opening the letter before they turn to ash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;而當中有一封信攪動了我的心。 And one of the letters broke my heart.... 親愛的媽媽： 我很想念你！媽媽，今天在幼稚園有才藝表演，但是因為我沒有媽媽，所以沒有去參加，我也沒有告訴爸爸，怕爸爸會想念媽媽。爸爸到處去找我，但我為了讓爸爸看到我很開心的樣子，所以故意坐在電動玩具面前，雖然爸爸罵我，但是我到最後也沒有告訴他原因。媽媽，我每天都看到爸爸因為想念媽媽而哭泣，我想爸爸也跟我一樣，很想念媽媽吧！但是，媽，我現在已經記不清楚你的臉。媽媽，請你讓我在夢中，再一次能夠看到你的臉，好嗎？聽說把想念的人的照片放在懷裡睡覺，就會夢到那個人。可是，媽媽，為什麼你沒有出現在我的夢裡呢？」&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Mummy, I miss you so much! Today, there was a 'Talent Show' in school, and the school invited all mothers for the show. But you are not around, so I did not want to participate as well. I did not tell Dad about it as I was afraid that Dad would start to cry and miss you all over again. Dad went around looking for me, but in order to hide my sadness, I sat in front of the computer and started playing games at one of the shops. Dad was furious, and he couldnt help it but scolded and hit me, but I did not tell him the real reason. Mummy, everyday I see Dad missing you and whenever he think of you, he is so sad and often hide and cry in his room. I think we both miss you very very much. Too much for our own good I think. But Mummy, I am starting to forget your face. Can you please appear in my dreams so that I can see your face and remember you? I heard that if you fall asleep with the photograph of the person whom you miss, you will see the person in your dreams. But mummy, why havent you appear?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;讀完這封信以後，我就開始嚎啕大哭。到底什麼時候，我才能填補妻子的空位呢？&lt;/span&gt; After reading the letter, I cant stop sobbing. 'cos I can never replace the irreplaceable gap left behind by my wife....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;給 已經結婚的女同事： 不要加太多班，工作做不完，一定是公司的某些地方出問題了，一定要將問題反應給妳的老闆，一直加班也不見的有用的，請務必要照顧自己的身體，才可以?好疼惜妳的小寶貝。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the females with children: Don't do so much overtime. If you cannot finish the work, it must be some kind of problems within the company, and it is not your sole problem. Feedback to your boss. Endless overtime may not necessary be the answer to the problem. Take care of your health so that you can treasure and take care of your little precious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;給 已經結婚的男同事： 不要喝太多酒，不要抽太多煙，請問我們的生意，我們的客戶，有比我們的身體重要嗎？ 一定要想一想，有沒有辦法做到客人非我們不行，我們的差異化在哪裡，我們是否真的懂客人的心，這比拼命喝酒，還重要，請務必要照顧自己的身體，才可以好好疼惜妳的小寶貝和你的愛人。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the married men: Drink less, smoke less, cos nothing can replace your good health, not even business nor clients. Try thinking this way, are you able to work till your clients are totally dependent on you? or your boss is totally dependent on you? In this society, no one is indispensable. Take care of your health, so that you can take care of your little precious and your loved ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;給 還沒有結婚的男同事和女同事：&lt;/span&gt; For those singles out there: Beauty lies in loving yourself first. With confidence and loving yourself, you will see the beauty in other things around you. You will be able to work better and happier. Don't let your health be affected by your work or your boss, so nothing matters more than your well being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;美其實是從愛自己的身體開始--（蔣勳，身體美學）。 無入而不自得-- （孔子）。 妳/你們一定要很自在，工作才能做的好，如果工作讓你/妳們的心情做的很辛苦，代表的是我們的公司不夠聰明，那也是公司什麼地方不對了，要勇敢的說出來，不要讓不聰明的工作與老闆，傷害了妳/你們的身體。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8005956450113705727-2123198714836030037?l=kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com/feeds/2123198714836030037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8005956450113705727&amp;postID=2123198714836030037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8005956450113705727/posts/default/2123198714836030037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8005956450113705727/posts/default/2123198714836030037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com/2009/11/irreplaceable-void.html' title='妻子的空位(The Irreplaceable Void)'/><author><name>Humanity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329022719583696537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8005956450113705727.post-7702346909153947700</id><published>2009-07-17T01:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T19:26:20.005-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lee Kuan Yew On Aging</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;MY CONCERN today is, what is it I can tell you which can add to your knowledge about ageing and what ageing societies can do. You know more about this subject than I do. A lot of it is out in the media, Internet and books. So I thought the best way would be to take a personal standpoint and tell you how I approach this question of ageing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;If I cast my mind  back, I can see turning points in my physical and mental health. You know, when you're young, I didn't bother, assumed good health was God-given and would always be there. When I was about -'57 that was - I was about 34, we were competing in elections, and I was really fond of drinking beer and smoking.. And after the election campaign, in Victoria Memorial Hall - we had won the election, the City Council election - I couldn't thank the voters because I had lost my voice.. I'd been smoking furiously. I'd take a packet of 10 to deceive myself, but I'd run through the packet just sitting on the stage, watching the crowd, getting the feeling, the mood before I speak. In other words, there were three speeches a night. Three speeches a night, 30 cigarettes, a lot of beer after that, and the voice was gone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;I remember I had a case in Kuching, Sarawak. So I took the flight and I felt awful. I had to make up my mind whether I was going to be an effective campaigner and a lawyer, in which case I cannot destroy my voice, and I can't go on. So I stopped smoking. It was a tremendous deprivation because I was addicted to it. And I used to wake up dreaming...the nightmare was I resumed smoking..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;But I made a choice and said, if I continue this, I will not be able to do my job. I didn't know anything about cancer of the throat or oesophagus or the lungs, etc. But it turned out it had many other deleterious effects.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Strangely enough after that, I became very allergic, hyper-allergic to smoking, so much so that I would plead with my Cabinet ministers not to smoke in the Cabinet room. You want to smoke, please go out, because I am allergic..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Then one day I was at the home of my colleague, Mr Rajaratnam, meeting foreign correspondents including some from the London Times and they took a picture of me and I had a big belly like that (puts his hands in front of his belly), a beer belly. I felt no, no, this will  not do. So I started playing more golf, hit hundreds of balls on the practice tee. But this didn't go down. There was only one way it could go down: consume less, burn up more..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Another turning point came when - this was 1976,  after the general election - I was feeling tired. I was breathing deeply at the Istana, on the lawns. My daughter, who at that time just graduating as a doctor, said: 'What are you trying to do?' I said: 'I feel an effort to breathe in more oxygen.' She said: 'Don't play golf. Run. Aerobics.' So she gave me a book, quite a famous book and, then, very current in America on how you score aerobic points swimming, running, whatever it is, cycling. I looked at it sceptically. I wasn't very keen on running. I was keen on golf. So I said, 'Let's try'. So in-between golf shots while playing on my own, sometimes nine holes at the Istana, I would try and walk fast between shots.. Then I began to run between shots. And I felt better. After a while, I said: 'Okay, after my golf, I run.' And after a few years, I said: 'Golf takes so long. The running takes 15 minutes. Let's cut out the golf and let's run.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;'I think the most important thing in ageing is you got to understand yourself. And the knowledge now is all there. When I was growing up, the knowledge wasn't there. I had to get the knowledge from friends, from doctors. But, perhaps, the most important bit of knowledge that the doctor gave me was one day, when I said: 'Look, I'm feeling slower and sluggish.' So he gave me a medical encyclopaedia and he turned the pages to ageing. I read it up and it was illuminating. A lot of it was difficult jargon but I just skimmed through to get the gist of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;As you grow, you reach 20, 21, 22, 23, 24, 25 and then, thereafter, you are on a gradual slope down physically. Mentally, you carry on and on and on until I don't know what age, but mathematicians will tell you that they know their best output is when they're in their 20s and 30s when your mental energy is powerful and you haven't lost many neurons.. That's what they tell me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;So, as you acquire more knowledge, you then craft a programme for yourself to maximise what you have. It's just common sense. I never planned to live till 85 or 84! I just didn't think about it. I said: 'Well, my mother died when she was 74, she had a stroke. My father died when he was 94.'But I saw him, and he lived a long life, well, maybe it was his DNA. But more than that, he swam every day and he kept himself busy. He was working for the Shell company. He was in charge, he was a superintendent of an oil depot. When he retired, he started becoming a salesman. So people used to tell me: 'Your father is selling watches at BP de Silva.' My father was then living with me. But it kept him busy. He had that routine: He meets people, he sells watches, he buys and sells all kinds of semi-precious stones, he circulates coins. And he keeps going. But at 87, 88, he fell, going down the steps from his room to the dining room, broke his arm, three months incapacitated. Thereafter, he couldn't go back to swimming. Then he became wheelchair-bound.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Then it became a problem because my house was constructed that way. So my brother, who's a doctor and had a flat (one-level) house, took him in. And he lived on till 94. But towards the end, he had gradual loss of  mental powers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;So my calculations, I'm somewhere between 74 and 94. And  I've reached the halfway point now. But have I? Well, 1996 when I was 73, I was cycling and I felt tightening on the neck. Oh, I must retire today. So I stopped. Next day, I returned to the bicycle. After five minutes it became worse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;So I said, no, no, this is something serious, it's got to do with  the blood vessels. Rung up my doctor, who said, 'Come tomorrow'. Went tomorrow,  he checked me, and said: 'Come back tomorrow for an angiogram.' I said: 'What's that?' He said: 'We'll pump something in and we'll see whether the  coronary arteries are cleared or blocked.' I was going to go home. But an MP who was a cardiologist happened to be around, so he came in and said: 'What are you doing here?' I said: 'I've got this.' He said: 'Don't go home.. You stay here tonight. I've sent patients home and they never came back. Just stay here. They'll put you on the monitor. They'll watch your heart. And if anything, an emergency arises, they will take you straight to the theatre.. You go home. You've got no such monitor. You may never come back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;'So I stayed there. Pumped in the dye, yes it was blocked, the left circumflex, not the critical, lead one. So that's lucky for me. Two weeks later, I was walking around, I felt it's coming back. Yes it has come back, it had occluded. So this time they said: 'We'll put in a stent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;'I'm one of the first few in Singapore to have the stent, so it was a brand new operation. Fortunately, the man who invented the stent was out here selling his stent. He was from San Jose, La Jolla something or the other. So my doctor got hold of him and he supervised the operation. He said put the stent in. My doctor did the operation, he just watched it all and then that's that. That was before all this problem about  lining the stent to make sure that it doesn't occlude and create a disturbance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;So at each stage, I learnt something more about myself and I stored that. I said: 'Oh, this is now a danger point.' So alright, cut out fats, change diet, went to see a specialist in Boston, Massachusetts General Hospital. He said: 'Take statins.' I said: 'What's that?' He said: '(They) help to reduce your cholesterol.' My doctors were concerned. They said: 'You don't need it. Your cholesterol levels are okay.' Two years later, more medical evidence came out.. So the doctors said: 'Take statins.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;'Had there been no angioplasty, had I not known that something was up and I cycled on, I might have gone at 74  like my mother. So I missed that deadline.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;So next deadline: my father's fall at 87.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;I'm very careful now because sometimes when I turn around too fast, I feel as if I'm going to get off balance. So my daughter, a neurologist, she took me to the NNI, there's this nerve conduction test, put electrodes here and there. The transmission of the messages between the feet and the brain has slowed down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;So all the exercise, everything, effort put in, I'm fit, I swim, I cycle.. But I can't prevent this losing of conductivity of the nerves and this transmission. So just go slow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;So when I  climb up the steps, I have no problem. When I go down the steps, I need to be sure that I've got something I can hang on to, just in case.. So it's a constant  process of adjustment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;But I think the most important single lesson I learnt in life was that if you isolate yourself, you're done for. The human being is a social animal - he needs stimuli, he needs to meet people, to catch up with the world..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;I don't much like travel but I travel very frequently despite the jet lag, because I get to meet people of great interest to me, who will help me in my work as chairman of our GIC. So I know, I'm on several boards of banks, international advisory boards of banks, of oil companies and so on. And I meet them and I get to understand what's happening in the world, what has changed since I was here one month ago, one year ago. I go to India, I go to China.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;And that stimuli brings me to the world of today. I'm not living in the world, when I was active, more active 20, 30 years ago. So I tell my wife. She woke up late today. I said: 'Never mind, you come along by 12 o'clock. I go first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;'If you sit back - because part of the ending part of the encyclopaedia which I read was very depressing - as you get old, you withdraw from everything and then all you will have is your bedroom and the photographs and the furniture that you know, and that's your world. So if you've got to go to hospital, the doctor advises you to bring some photographs so that you'll know you're not lost in a different world, that this is like your bedroom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;I'm determined that I will not, as long as I can, to be reduced, to have my horizons closed on me like that. It is the stimuli, it is the constant interaction with people across the world that keeps me aware and alive to what's going on and what we can do to adjust to this different world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;In other words, you must have an interest in life. If you believe that at 55, you're retiring, you're going to read books, play golf and drink wine, then I think you're done for. So statistically they will show you that all the people who retire and lead sedentary lives, the pensioners die off very quickly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;So we now have a social problem with medical sciences, new procedures, new drugs, many more people are going to live long lives. If the mindset is that when I reach retirement age 62, I'm old, I can't work anymore, I don't have to work, I just sit back, now is the time I'll enjoy life, I think you're making the biggest mistake of your life. After one month, or after two months, even if you go travelling with nothing to do, with no  purpose in life, you will just degrade, you'll go to seed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;The human being needs a challenge, and my advice to every person in Singapore and elsewhere: Keep yourself interested, have a challenge. If you're not interested in the world and the world is not interested in you, the biggest punishment a man can receive is total isolation in a dungeon, black and complete withdrawal of all stimuli, that's real torture.. So when I read that people believe, Singaporeans say: 'Oh, 62 I'm retiring.' I say to them: 'You really want to die quickly?' If you want to see sunrise tomorrow or sunset, you must have a reason, you must have the stimuli to keep going'. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Applies to us too, folks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8005956450113705727-7702346909153947700?l=kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com/feeds/7702346909153947700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8005956450113705727&amp;postID=7702346909153947700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8005956450113705727/posts/default/7702346909153947700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8005956450113705727/posts/default/7702346909153947700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com/2009/07/lee-kuan-yew-on-aging.html' title='Lee Kuan Yew On Aging'/><author><name>Humanity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329022719583696537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8005956450113705727.post-4728010178772305508</id><published>2009-06-18T06:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T06:03:18.997-07:00</updated><title type='text'>45 Lessons of Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Written By Regina Brett, 90 years old, of The Plain Dealer, Cleveland,  Ohio :  "To celebrate growing older, I once wrote the 45 lessons life taught me. It is the most-requested column I've ever written. My odometer rolled over to 90 in August, so here is the column once more:" &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Life isn't fair, but it's still good. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. When in doubt, just take the next small step. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. Life is too short to waste time hating anyone. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. Your job won't take care of you when you are sick. Your friends and parents will. Stay in touch. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. Pay off your credit cards every month. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. You don't have to win every argument. Agree to disagree. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. Cry with someone. It's more healing than crying alone. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. It's OK to get angry with God. He can take it. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9. Save for retirement starting with your first paycheck. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10. When it comes to chocolate, resistance is futile. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11. Make peace with your past so it won't screw up the present. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12. It's OK to let your children see you cry. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13. Don't compare your life to others. You have no idea what their journey is all about. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14. If a relationship has to be a secret, you shouldn't be in it. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15. Everything can change in the blink of an eye. But don't worry; God never blinks. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;16. Take a deep breath. It calms the mind. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;17. Get rid of anything that isn't useful, beautiful or joyful. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;18. Whatever doesn't kill you really does make you stronger. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;19. It's never too late to have a happy childhood. But the second one is up to you and no one else. 20. When it comes to going after what you love in life, don't take no for an answer. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;21. Burn the candles, use the nice sheets, wear the fancy lingerie. Don't save it for a special occasion. Today is special. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;22. Over prepare, then go with the flow. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;23. Be eccentric now. Don't wait for old age to wear purple. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;24. The most important sex organ is the brain. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;25. No one is in charge of your happiness but you. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;26. Frame every so-called disaster with these words ''In five years, will &gt; this matter?". &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;27. Always choose life. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;28. Forgive everyone everything. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;29. What other people think of you is none of your business. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;30. Time heals almost everything. Give time, time. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;31. However good or bad a situation is, it will change. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;32. Don't take yourself so seriously. No one else does. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;33. Believe in miracles. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;34. God loves you because of who God is, not because of anything you did or didn't do. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;35. Don't audit life. Show up and make the most of it now. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;36. Growing old beats the alternative -- dying young. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;37. Your children get only one childhood. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;38. All that truly matters in the end is that you loved. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;39. Get outside every day. Miracles are waiting everywhere. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;40. If we all threw our problems in a pile and saw everyone else's, we'd grab ours back. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;41. Envy is a waste of time. You already have all you need. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;42. The best is yet to come. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;43. No matter how you feel, get up, dress up and show up. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;44. Yield. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;45. Life isn't tied with a bow, but it's still a gift. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8005956450113705727-4728010178772305508?l=kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com/feeds/4728010178772305508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8005956450113705727&amp;postID=4728010178772305508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8005956450113705727/posts/default/4728010178772305508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8005956450113705727/posts/default/4728010178772305508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com/2009/06/45-lessons-of-life.html' title='45 Lessons of Life'/><author><name>Humanity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329022719583696537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8005956450113705727.post-2979666699867170960</id><published>2009-03-29T09:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T09:48:25.579-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Conversation with God</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A holy man was having a conversation with God one day and said,' God , I would like to know what Heaven and Hell are like.' God led the holy man to two doors. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He opened one of the doors and the holy man looked in. In the middle of the room was a large round table. In the middle of the table was a large pot of stew, which smelled delicious and made the holy man's mouth water. The people sitting around the table were thin and sickly. They appeared to be famished. They were holding spoons with very long handles, that were strapped to their arms and each found it impossible to reach into the pot of stew and take a spoonful.  But because the handle was longer than their arms, they could not get the spoons back into their mouths.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The holy man shuddered at the sight of their misery and suffering. God said, 'You have seen Hell.' They went to the next room and opened the door. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It was exactly the same as the first one. There was the large round table with the large pot of stew which made the holy man's mouth water. The people were equiped with the same long-handled spoons, but here the people were well nourished and plump, laughing and talking. The holy man said, 'I don't understand..' &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'It is simple,' said God . 'It requires but one skill. You see they have learned to feed each other, while the greedy think only of themselves.'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8005956450113705727-2979666699867170960?l=kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com/feeds/2979666699867170960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8005956450113705727&amp;postID=2979666699867170960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8005956450113705727/posts/default/2979666699867170960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8005956450113705727/posts/default/2979666699867170960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com/2009/03/conversation-with-god.html' title='Conversation with God'/><author><name>Humanity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329022719583696537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8005956450113705727.post-3216513662877874247</id><published>2009-02-09T08:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T08:56:50.911-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Six Lessons</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lesson 1:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A man is getting into the shower just as his wife is finishing up her shower, when the doorbell rings.The wife quickly wraps herself in a towel and runs downstairs.When she opens the door, there stands Bob, the next-door neighbour.Before she says a word, Bob says, 'I'll give you $800 to drop that towel.'After thinking for a moment, the woman drops her towel and stands naked in front of Bob, after a few seconds, Bob hands her $800 and leaves. The woman wraps back up in the towel and goes back upstairs. When she gets to the bathroom, her husband asks, 'Who was that?' 'It was Bob the next door neighbour,' she replies. 'Great,' the husband says, 'did he say anything about the $800 he owes me?'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Moral of the story:If you share critical information pertaining to credit and risk with your shareholders in time, you may be in a position to prevent avoidable exposure.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lesson 2:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A priest offered a Nun a lift.She got in and crossed her legs, forcing her gown to reveal a leg.The priest nearly had an accident.After controlling the car, he stealthily slid his hand up her leg.The nun said, 'Father, remember Psalm 129?' The priest removed his hand. But, changing gears, he let his hand slide up her leg again.The nun once again said, 'Father, remember Psalm 129?'The priest apologized 'Sorry sister but the flesh is weak.'Arriving at the convent, the nun sighed heavily and went on her way.On his arrival at the church, the priest rushed to look up Psalm 129. It said, 'Go forth and seek, further up, you will find glory.'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Moral of the story: If you are not well informed in your job, you might miss a great opportunity.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lesson 3: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A sales rep, an administration clerk, and the manager are walking to lunch when they find an antique oil lamp.They rub it and a Genie comes out.The Genie says, 'I'll give each of you just one wish.' 'Me first! Me first!' says the admin clerk. 'I want to be in the Bahamas, driving a speedboat, without a care in the world.'Puff! She's gone.'Me next! Me next!' says the sales rep. 'I want to be in Hawaii, relaxing on the beach with my personal masseuse, an endless supply of Pina Coladas and the love of my life.'Puff! He's gone.'OK, you're up,' the Genie says to the manager.The manager says, 'I want those two back in the office after lunch.'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Moral of the story:Always let your boss have the first say.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lesson 4:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;An eagle was sitting on a tree resting, doing nothing.A small rabbit saw the eagle and asked him, 'Can I also sit like you and do nothing?'The eagle answered: 'Sure, why not.'So, the rabbit sat on the ground below the eagle and rested. All of a sudden, a fox appeared, jumped on the rabbit and ate it. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Moral of the story:To be sitting and doing nothing, you must be sitting very, very high up. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lesson 5:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A turkey was chatting with a bull.'I would love to be able to get to the top of that tree' sighed the turkey, 'but I haven't got the energy.''Well, why don't you nibble on some of my droppings?' replied the bull. They're packed with nutrients.'The turkey pecked at a lump of dung, and found it actually gave him enough strength to reach the lowest branch of the tree.The next day, after eating some more dung, he reached the second branch. Finally after a fourth night, the turkey was proudly perched at the top of the tree.He was promptly spotted by a farmer, who shot him out of the tree.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Moral of the story:Bull Shit might get you to the top, but it won't keep you there..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lesson 6:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A little bird was flying south for the winter. It was so cold the bird froze and fell to the ground into a large field.While he was lying there, a cow came by and dropped some dung on him.As the frozen bird lay there in the pile of cow dung, he began to realize how warm he was.The dung was actually thawing him out!He lay there all warm and happy, and soon began to sing for joy.A passing cat heard the bird singing and came to investigate.Following the sound, the cat discovered the bird under the pile of cow dung, and promptly dug him out and ate him.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Morals of the story:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(1) Not everyone who shits on you is your enemy.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(2) Not everyone who gets you out of shit is your friend.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(3) And when you're in deep shit, it's best to keep your mouth shut! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8005956450113705727-3216513662877874247?l=kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com/feeds/3216513662877874247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8005956450113705727&amp;postID=3216513662877874247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8005956450113705727/posts/default/3216513662877874247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8005956450113705727/posts/default/3216513662877874247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com/2009/02/six-lessons.html' title='Six Lessons'/><author><name>Humanity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329022719583696537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8005956450113705727.post-6446020554453782294</id><published>2009-02-02T08:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T08:56:10.624-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Forgive</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Someone once hurt me very deeply and badly. Probably not once, not twice, not thrice... I was very furious and devastated. Screaming and shouting like a mad man in my room. Crying and crying like a baby.. But did that help in anything? I felt even worse... I came to realise that...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hatred can never be ceased by hatred, but only love...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;All these pain didn't manage to defeat me... It only mould me into a stronger person.. To bear what others cannot bear.. To forgive what others cannot forgive...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Forgive and be free....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Forget that you have forgiven and be freer...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8005956450113705727-6446020554453782294?l=kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com/feeds/6446020554453782294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8005956450113705727&amp;postID=6446020554453782294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8005956450113705727/posts/default/6446020554453782294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8005956450113705727/posts/default/6446020554453782294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com/2009/02/forgive.html' title='Forgive'/><author><name>Humanity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329022719583696537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8005956450113705727.post-1492785173506662410</id><published>2009-01-27T18:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T23:00:12.120-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Chinese New Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Finally this dreadful year of mine has arrived.... Few years back i already knew that this particular 2009 year will be very bad for me but luckily its just only one year! No matter where i went, those monks and priests will tell me about this year. So guess it must be something quite serious. Anyway i will just lead my life as normal and take things as it comes. When things happened, it must happen for a reason. It must be due to my own mistakes and faults in the past so i should be responsible for my own actions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway today i'm going to share with you guys the difference between goodness. In accumulating merits, there are differences between genuine and fake goodness, upright and crooked goodness, hidden and visible goodness, goodness which brings on negative effects, one sided and proper goodness, half and full goodness, big and small goodness, difficult and easy goodness. So we must have a thorough understanding of these different types of goodness before we can really cultivate goodness correctly. At times, we may think that we are practising good deeds but actually we are creating bad karma and wasting our effort.. Haha.. You didn't know that there are so many types right? Let me explain them now... ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example, we often hear people say, "So and so has practised good deeds but his descendants are not prosperous. So and so has created all bad deeds but his descendants flourish and are very wealthy." So, they regard the common saying, which stated that, "Rewards and retributions will follow one just like the shadow which follows the body" as nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, these are the confused ones who cannot differentiate between true and false goodness and evil as they do not understand the genuine principle and hold on to wrong concepts. So, we should disregard the teaching of rewards and retribution in the working of cause and effect and treat it as some misleading talks to deceive people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us take a look at genuine and fake goodness. Most people regard hitting people, scolding people and being greedy for wealth as bad. They say that we must be respectful and courteous to people and conduct ourselves with integrity. But such conduct is not necessary good or bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We must go further to investigate the motives and aims before we can come to a conclusion to differentiate the bad conduct from the good one. In other words, "As long as we wish to benefit other, then hitting and scolding people are considered as good. If we wish to pursure self benefit, the even respecting and being courteous to others are considered as evil."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In dealing with people in the world, if we can truly benefit others, this is genuine goodness. But if we only pursue self benefit, this is fake goodness. To help poeple with a kind heart is genuine goodness while showing off to other is fake goodness. To practise good deeds without demanding personal gain is genuine goodness while to plan and scheme for self benefit by doing good deeds is known as fake goodness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then what is it meant by upright goodness and crooked goodness? Most people say that a good man is one who is cautious and easy going. But sages believe that a good man is one who is brave to shoulder responsibilities, who is diffferent from commoners as he is bold, unpretentious and natural in temperament.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very often, a man who is overly cautious, weak in nature is considered a good man. But such man is often weak and unsteady as he is easily influenced by others. He lacks the strong sense of will power, morality, righteousness and courage. Thus, from this point of view, we can see that there are many confused and nonsensical phenomena in the world. Overall, the spirits and ghosts between the Heaven and Earth hold the same view as the sages. They are different in point of views from the worldly people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The difference between hidden virtues and visible goodness. Visible goodness refers to good deeds which are known by others while hidden virtues refer to good deeds which are not known by others. Visible goodness will bring us fame and praise while people who cultivate hidden virtues will greatly be blessed by the Heavens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the fame enjoyed by a man is more than his true worth, disaster will follow as fame is not a form of blessing. It should be avoided. Many famous people do not live up to their reputation because they have not accumulated enough merits and virtues. That is why, we often see unforeseen calamities befall upon their families.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the ancients advised us, "We should not aim to have fame which surpasses our true worth. We must be humble always and maintain a low profile. A humble man is praised by sages." If a man, who has not committed any evil, were accused by others and could endure it, he must be a greatly virtuous man with lofty cultivation. His sons and descendants will often be wealthy and be highly respected by others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we must further investigate the statement of the commoners that evil people are often prosperous. On the whole, the difference between visible goodness and hidden virtues, is that the former is clearly seen by others while the latter is not known by others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is meant by cultivating goodness which has a negative effect? For example, according to the law in the state of Lu, a man who could pay a ransom in exchange for the captives held by the neighbouring country, would be rewarded by the government as an encouragement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zi gong, a student of Confucius did not take the reward after paying the ransom. Upon hearing that, Confucius reprimanded him, "You are wrong! The conduct of a virtuous man is able to bring about a change towards goodness on the culture and way of life of the multitude. He is a model for everyone. How could you act in accord with your temperament and just to get some false reputation?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"In the state of Lu, we have very few rich people as most of them are very poor. You have shown them a bad example! Next time who will be willing to pay a ransom for the release of captives? People would be ashamed of themselves if they were to take the rewards! The tradition to exchange a captive with a ransom will gradually disappear."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is another example. Once Zi Lu who had saved a drowning man, accepted a cow as a token of gratitude from his master. On hearing that, Confucius commented,"In the future, Lu's citizens will surely be glad to help drowning people." This is because one is willing to save while another man is willing to show gratitude. Such conduct will gradually develop into a common practice in the society.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the above two examples, most commoners would say that Zi Gong was a man of integrity as he was not greedy for the reward, while Zi Lu was wrong in accepting the cow as a reward. But Confucius looked at them from a different point of view. From here, we can come to a conclusion: Do not judge a man from his conduct, we must also consider the effect of such conduct on the society. Do not judge his present conduct, we must study the outcome of such behaviour. We should not judge a man from this gain or less. Instead we must see his impact on the multitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the present conduct seems to be good but has a negative effect on others, it is goodness which only appears to be good but is not truly so. If his present conduct doesn't not appear to be good but can benefit others, it is the actual goodness which has a negative appearance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are other examples. We must not be too lenient and forgive those who could only change their conduct by punishing them. We must truly teach them a good lesson. We must not over praise a man until he loses his senses. We should not for the sake of keeping a minor promises and bring on a greater disaster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We must not spoil a child and face more trouble later. In fact, there are many more examples. We should calm down and investigate so as to change for the better. Or else it will benefit the saying of the commoners who after witnessing some bad examples, say that those who are kind hearted are struck to death by lightning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is meant by improper goodness and proper goodness? For example, once there was a Prime Minister Lu Wen Yi who after his retirement went back to his hometown. The villagers still honoured him. They had a high regard for him just as if he was the Tai Mountain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day a drunken villager gave him a good scolding but Mr Lu just kept quiet as he thought those were words of a drunkard. In the following year, the man's conduct deteriorated as he changed from bad to worse. Finally he was sentenced to death after committing a grave offence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Lu felt extremely regretful. He said, "Earlier on, if i had taken action against his bad conduct by sending him to the court, he would at least have learnt a lesson. Maybe he would not dared to commit such a severe offence which he had done now. "I was wrong in being too lenient with him. I was afraid that people would say that i was using my power to oppress others. And now, i have truly harmed him!" This is an example on how a kind hearted man has committed evil by being too good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is another example of how a man has practised good deeds by being unkind. Once there was a famine and the hungry victims became so violent that they even robbed from others in broad daylight. A rich man reported to the government but no action was taken. And so the people's discipline became worse as they continued to rob without a care in their mind. The wealthy man was forced to punish the rioters and finally, he managed to restore peace in the village.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most people know that it is proper to do good deeds and improper to commit evil deeds. But we must also understand another point that is if a man were to act with a kind heart but the outcome is bad, it is known as improper goodness. If a man were to act with a unkind mind but the outcome is good, it is then known as the proper goodness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morever what is meant by half goodness and full goodness? In Yi Jing(The Book of Change), it was thus stated, "A man who has not accumulated enough goodness will not become famous while a man who has not committed enough evil will not have to face destuction." Just like keeping things in a container, if we are diligent in gathering them, it will soon be full. But if we are lazy and heedless, it will not be full.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example, formerly there was a woman who went to the pray at a temple. She wished to donate some money to the temple but she could only afford to give two cents as she came from a poor family. The Abbot will come out personally to bless her by reciting the Sutra and bowing in repentance on her behalf. Later when the woman became an honourable lady in the palace and brought a few thousand pieces of gold to donate to the temple. However the Abbot only asked his disciple to recite the Sutra for her on that occasion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So she asked,"Formerly, i only donated two cents and you came personally to bless me. Today i have donated a few thousand pieces of gold, why didnt you offer your services?" The Abbot answered," Formerly even though the donation was small, you were very sincere. If i did not come to bless you personally, it would have been difficult to repay your kindness. Today your donation is quite alot but you are not as sincere as previously. Therefore, it is good enough to ask someone else to bless you." Taking this as an example, the donation of thousands of gold peices is half goodness and donation of two cents is full goodness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was an immortal Zhong Li, who wanted to teach Lu Dong Bin the magical art of transforming iron into gold so as to benefit the world. Mr Lu asked,"Will this type of gold return to its original form?"The immortal Zhong Li replied,"Yes! After five hundred years, it will change back to its iron form." Mr Lu said,"Then isn't it harmful act to the people after five hundred years? This type of magical isn't worth learning."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The immortal Zhong Li answered,"A man who wishes to practise the path of Immortality must first accumulate three thousand merits and virtues. You have fully accumulated the merits and virtues in your speech just now. You are qualified to practise the Immortal Path." That is why we must practise good deeds sincerely and naturally. We should not even keep it in our mind after we have done it. By doing so, even a small goodness will reap abundant merits and blessings but if we were to do goodness with a purpose or hope for a reward, it is still considered half goodness even if we have practised it our whole lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example in donating money to help others, we must give as if not giving. We should not even feel that we are helping others or someone is getting the help. Then one will not be attached to the money, oneself and others. This is the state of a pure mind. Thus even with the donation of one cent, it can eradicate thousands of kalpas of offences. Even a decalitre of rice will reap abundant blessings. But if after giving, we are always thinking of the good deed or hoping to get a reward, or our mind undergoes agony in parting with it. These are only half goodness even if we have given tens of thousands of gold pieces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition, there are great of small goodness, difficult and easy goodness. In the past, there was a man whose name was Wei Zhong Da. He was a government officer. Once his spirit left his body and was brought to the Dark Realm. The King Yama asked his follower to present him the record of good and evil deeds. He saw that the record of evil deeds have fully covered the whole courtyard while there were only a few pieces of good records.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;King Yama asked his follower to weigh the good and bad deeds. It was found that the record of bad deeds weighed lighter than the good ones. Mr Wei was very surprised and enquired,"I am only twenty years old. How come there are so many pieces of bad record?" King Yama answered,"It is not necessary to commit an offence. Just by giving rise to an evil thought is an offence itself."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He asked again,"Why does the good record weigh heavier than the bad one?" KIng Yama answered,"The government often carried out big projects of construction. When the bridge in Shan Zhi was being repaired, you had sent in your suggestion. Mr Wei said,"Yes, i did hand in the proposal but it was not accepted. So how could it be so heavy?" King Yama answered,"Although the government did not accept your proposal, it was your kind thought to benefit the people that counted. If the government were to accept it, your merit would have been even greater."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From here we can see that if we wish to benefit millions of people in the world, a small goodness will reap abundant merits and virtues. But if we only think of our benefit or to benefit only one man, a great amount of giving only brings little merits and virtues. And talking about diffcult and easy goodness, it is like nurturing and restraining one's conduct. We must first study our faults and try to subdue the worst of evil habits. If we could do so, other minor faults would naturally be subdued.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example in Jiang Xi, there was a teacher, Mr Shu, who used up the savings of his two years' salary to pay the fine of an offender so that the latter could reunite with his wife. In He Nan, Mr Zhang took out his ten years' savings to pay the debts of a debtor so as to save the latter's wife and daughter. Mr Zhang, an old man in Zhen Jiang, was without a son. Despite this, he could not bear to marry a young girl as his wife. The above are examples of good men who could give up all they had to help people who were kind and considerate and who only thought of others' benefit. These are difficult goodness as they are able to do what others cannot do, tolerate what others cannot tolerate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The difficult goodness is genuine goodness. They will surely receive abundant blessings from the Heavens. People who are poor and without status find it very diffuclt to help others. But if they could try to practise goodness while facing all adversities then this is most invaluable. They will reap greater blessings. It is easy for the rich and powerful people to practise goodness and accumulate virtues. But if they do not care to do so, they are just being heedless by giving themselves up. As the common saying goes,"To be rich and yet unkind is not much different from a fat pig!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think of the last time you were happy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think of the last time you were angry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which will you choose the next time?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8005956450113705727-1492785173506662410?l=kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com/feeds/1492785173506662410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8005956450113705727&amp;postID=1492785173506662410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8005956450113705727/posts/default/1492785173506662410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8005956450113705727/posts/default/1492785173506662410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-chinese-new-year.html' title='Happy Chinese New Year'/><author><name>Humanity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329022719583696537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8005956450113705727.post-7521649999468356152</id><published>2009-01-20T09:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T10:10:37.874-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Back</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm back for quite some time already. But i'm just too busy to blog.. Too many things to handle and i don't have time for it. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Indeed many things happened during this month and especially when i'm in thailand and when i came back. Plenty of tests but i'm glad that its all over now. Huge thanks to my best friend who always try to make me feel better whenever i'm sad or down.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I think i need to take a little break from my spiritual life and probably start searching for a girlfriend soon! Time for some normal lifestyle.. haha. Time really flies.. Its more than a year since i broke up with her..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Its always so hard to find someone that you have chemistry with... Hopefully i will meet someone soon! Probably a kind and bubbly girl. hehe.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Over the last week, i'm so happy for my good friend adeline. Although she is single once more, but she found something more precious.... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kinship and sister's love. I'm glad to see her getting closer with her sister during this hard period for the both of them. This kind of love can't be bought with any amount of money and its always comforting to have someone beside you and supporting your decision. ^_^&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To the two sisters: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Life isn’t about waiting for the storm to pass, it’s about learning to dance in the rain...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Enjoy and cherish this bonding period and i'm sure someone much better will come along in a short while!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8005956450113705727-7521649999468356152?l=kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com/feeds/7521649999468356152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8005956450113705727&amp;postID=7521649999468356152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8005956450113705727/posts/default/7521649999468356152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8005956450113705727/posts/default/7521649999468356152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com/2009/01/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m Back'/><author><name>Humanity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329022719583696537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8005956450113705727.post-8688921773201272277</id><published>2008-12-26T06:16:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T06:17:29.855-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Im going away....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Few hours later i will be boarding on a plane to the deep mountain forest of thailand to meditate. Probably to become a monk for a short perioud.. see you guys again next year...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8005956450113705727-8688921773201272277?l=kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com/feeds/8688921773201272277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8005956450113705727&amp;postID=8688921773201272277' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8005956450113705727/posts/default/8688921773201272277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8005956450113705727/posts/default/8688921773201272277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com/2008/12/im-going-away.html' title='Im going away....'/><author><name>Humanity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329022719583696537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8005956450113705727.post-112750676158149031</id><published>2008-11-28T06:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T06:48:50.616-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Words of Wisdom</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The paradox of our time in history is that we have taller buildings but shorter tempers, 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. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;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.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We have multiplied our possessions, but reduced our values. We talk too much, love too seldom, and hate too often.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We've learned how to make a living, but not a life. We've added years to life not life to years. We've been all the way to the moon and back, but have trouble crossing the street to meet a new neighbor. We conquered outer space but not inner space. We've done larger things, but not better things. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We've cleaned up the air, but polluted the soul. We've conquered the atom, but not our prejudice. We write more, but learn less. We plan more, but accomplish less. We've learned to rush, but not to wait. We build more computers to hold more information, to produce more copies than ever, but we communicate less and less. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;These are the times of fast foods and slow digestion, big men and small character, steep profits and shallow relationships. These are the days of two incomes but more divorce, fancier houses, but broken homes. These are days of quick trips, disposable diapers, throwaway morality, one night stands, overweight bodies, and pills that do everything from cheer, to quiet, to kill. It is a time when there is much in the showroom window and nothing in the stockroom. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Remember.... Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8005956450113705727-112750676158149031?l=kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com/feeds/112750676158149031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8005956450113705727&amp;postID=112750676158149031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8005956450113705727/posts/default/112750676158149031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8005956450113705727/posts/default/112750676158149031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com/2008/11/words-of-wisdom.html' title='Words of Wisdom'/><author><name>Humanity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329022719583696537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8005956450113705727.post-2177953542563006291</id><published>2008-09-30T07:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T07:20:07.644-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Somdet Phra Buddhacharn Toh Phomarangsi</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Somdet Toh — his formal title was Somdet Budhacariya (Toh Brahmaransi) — was probably the most famous and widely loved monk in nineteenth century Thailand. A skilled meditator closely associated with the royal family, he was famous for many reasons, but his wide popularity rests on two things: Despite his rank, he was easily approachable to people on all levels of society; and he made amulets that — because of his meditative prowess — were reputed to be very powerful. He was also famous for his wisdom and wit. Since his death, in 1872, a cult has grown up around his memory, with many mediums throughout Thailand claiming to channel his spirit.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;This is his picture if you guys don't know who he is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://saengthai.org/?p=19"&gt;http://saengthai.org/?p=19&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;At the same time, many legends have grown up around his name. Here are a few of my favorites. I can't vouch for their accuracy, but they all carry a good lesson, which is why they merit passing on.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Somdet Toh was an illegitimate son of a nobleman who eventually became King Rama II. The story goes that one day in 1787 or 1788, when the nobleman was in northern Thailand cleaning up after the Burmese invasion, he happened to get separated from his troops. As he rode along on his horse, he came across a house with a young woman about sixteen years old standing in front. Thirsty, he asked her for some water. She went to the well, got a bowl of water — in Thailand in the old days, they would drink water out of a bowl, rather than out of a glass — and crushed a lotus flower over the bowl, sprinkling the stamens all over the surface of the water. Then she handed the bowl to him as he was sitting on his horse. He took one long look at the stamens on top of the water and then had to drink the water very carefully so as not to swallow them. As he handed the bowl back to her, he asked her, "Was that a trick?"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"No," she said. "I saw that you were so thirsty that you might gulp the water down and end up choking on it. So I figured this would be a good way to make sure that you drank slowly."&lt;br /&gt;Well. He asked her, "Are your parents around?" So she fetched her parents. They didn't know who he was, but he was obviously a nobleman, so when he told them, "I'd like to have your daughter," they gave their consent. So she joined the king in the army camp, but as the campaign was ending he said to her, "I'm afraid I can't take you down to the palace with me, but in case you do have a child by me, here's my belt. Give the child my belt and I'll know that it's my child. I'll take care of him or her in the future." So he left her and went down to Bangkok.&lt;br /&gt;Her whole family soon followed down to Bangkok when they discovered that she actually was pregnant. They moved onto a floating house moored on the bank of the Chao Phraya River in front of a monastery, Wat In. She gave birth to a son and named him Toh, which means "large." When he was old enough, he was ordained as a novice. A few years later, when the nobleman had become King Rama II, the family took Novice Toh to Wat Nibbanaram — currently Wat Mahathaad, a temple right across the road from the Grand Palace — and showed the belt to the abbot. The abbot took the belt to the king and the king said, "Yes, that's my son." So he later sponsored Novice Toh's ordination as a monk.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When Prince Mongkut — later Rama IV — was ordained as a monk, Phra Toh was his "older brother monk," the one who gave him his initial training in Dhamma and Vinaya. Soon after Prince Mongkut's ordination, his father died, and although by birth Prince Mongkut was next in line for the throne, the Privy Council chose one of his half-brothers to reign as Rama III instead. When this happened, Phra Toh decided it would be wise to leave Bangkok, so he went into the forest. Prince Mongkut stayed on as a monk for 28 years, until Rama III passed away. He was then offered the throne, so he disrobed and was crowned King Rama IV.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Soon after his coronation he sent out word to fetch Phra Toh back to Bangkok. Officials went into the forest, dragging back any monk they could find, and asking, "Is this the monk?" "No." "Is this the monk?" "No." Finally word got to Phra Toh, and he came out voluntarily. The king gave him the title of Somdet — which, next to the Supreme Patriarch, is the highest title a monk can hold — and put him in charge of Wat Rakhang, the monastery across the river from the palace.&lt;br /&gt;Rama IV is remembered as a wise and humane king. Somdet Toh's own epithet for him — in a brief poem he wrote summarizing the history and prophesizing the future of the Chakri (Bangkok) dynasty — was that he maintained or embodied the Dhamma. And Rama IV's desire to have Somdet Toh near the palace is an indication of his wisdom. He knew that, as king, he would have trouble finding people fearless and selfless enough to tell him frankly when he was wrong, and so he wanted his former teacher nearby to perform this function.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But even as the king's former teacher, Somdet Toh had to exercise tact and skill in criticizing the king.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One story tells that one day early in his reign, the king — and remember, he had been a monk for twenty-eight years — was sitting out on the boat landing in front of the palace drinking with his courtiers. So Somdet Toh came paddling across the river in a small boat. The king, displeased, said to him, "Here I've made you a Somdet. Don't you have any respect for your title? How can you paddle your own boat?" The Somdet replied, "When the king of the country is drinking in public, Somdets can paddle their own boats." Turning around, he paddled back to Wat Rakhang. That was the last time the king drank in public.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Another time, Rama IV felt that since Thailand had been laid waste by the Burmese, many ancient Thai customs had disappeared, so new customs should be developed to replace them. So he decided, "Wouldn't it be nice if we had a boat parade at the end of the rains retreat? Every monastery in Bangkok will be responsible for decorating a boat, and we'll have a contest to reward the best-looking boat." So the royal decree went out that every monastery in Bangkok had to decorate a boat for the parade.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When the day for the parade came, a long line of beautifully decorated boats floated past the royal reviewing stand — except for one, a little canoe carrying a monkey tied to a leash with a sign on its back. The king's immediate reaction was anger: "Somebody's making fun of me." He had his officials check the roster to see which monastery was responsible for the boat, and it was Wat Rakhang, Somdet Toh's monastery.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So they took the sign off the monkey to see what it said. It said, "Willing to lose face in order to save cloth," which rhymed in Thai, but didn't make any more sense in Thai than it does in English. A few days later, the king invited Somdet Toh into the palace for a meal and a Dhamma talk, after which he asked him, "Suppose someone sponsored a boat with a sign like this on the back of a monkey. What do you think it might mean?" And the Somdet said, "Well, it might mean that monks don't have any resources of their own to decorate boats and it's certainly not appropriate for them to ask for donations from laypeople to decorate boats, so the only course left open to them would to have been to put their robes in the pawn shop. So they were willing to lose face in order to save their robes." That was the last time the parade was ever held.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Another story concerns a funeral in the royal palace. Funerals in the palace could go on for a hundred days before the cremation. Every night they'd invite four monks to chant. The famous, high-ranking monks would chant toward the beginning of the hundred days, and by the end of the period they were getting down into the ranks of the junior monks. One night toward the end of this particular funeral they invited four young monks who had never seen the king before in their lives. And this was back in the days when if the king said, "Off with your head!" it was off with your head. So they were nervous about their performance. After all, the king had been a monk for 28 years. He would know if they made any mistakes in their chanting.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Finally the king entered the room, followed by his entourage. Now, Rama IV had a rather stern and fearsome appearance, and as soon as the monks took one look at him they went running behind a curtain. This infuriated the king. "What is this? Am I a monster? An ogre? What is this? Disrobe them immediately!" So a royal decree was written up and sent over the river for Somdet Toh to disrobe the monks. He happened to be sitting at a writing table, next to a small altar where incense was burning. Taking one look at the royal decree, he placed it over a stick of incense, burned three holes in it, and sent it back across the river to the palace. The king, of course, had studied Buddhist doctrine; he knew what the three fires were: the fire of passion, the fire of anger, and the fire of delusion. The Somdet's message was, "Put them out." So the monks didn't have to disrobe. That's how you criticize a king.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Once, however, Somdet Toh didn't get away with criticizing the king. There is a tradition recorded in the Apadanas that the Buddha's clan, the Sakyan clan, started from a time when the sons and daughters of a particular king had to leave their country. They took up residence in Kapilavastu, the area that eventually became the Buddha's home. After building their city and settling in, they looked around the area for spouses but couldn't find anyone who was high-born enough for them to marry. So the brothers ended up marrying their own sisters. That's the tradition recorded in the Apadanas to explain the name of the Sakyan — "One's Own" — clan.&lt;br /&gt;One day Somdet Toh was giving a talk on this topic in the royal palace, and after discussing this point he continued, "Ever since then it's become a custom among royal families. Uncles go running after their nieces, cousins go running after their cousins..." Now, Rama IV's major queen was his niece, so again he was furious. "You cannot stay in this country!" he said. So Somdet Toh was banished from Thailand. Now, in Thailand the civil law does not extend into the sima, the territory immediately around ordination halls. For instance, if a thief goes running into a sima, the police have to get the abbot's permission before they can go into the sima after him. So the Somdet returned to Wat Rakhang and moved into the ordination hall. For about three months he didn't set foot outside the sima.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Meanwhile, the king had forgotten all about the banishment order, and one day he said, "We haven't had Somdet Toh over for a talk in a long time. Let's invite him over." So the invitation went across the river to the monastery, but word came back, saying "I cannot set foot in this country, remember?" "Oh," the king said, "I forgot." And he lifted the banishment order.&lt;br /&gt;So it wasn't an easy thing to criticize kings in those days. Even if you were his personal teacher, you had to be careful.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Of course, not all of Somdet Toh's comments about the king were critical. After all, the respect he felt for the king was what had inspired him to leave the forest to be of help in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;One of the most famous stories about their relationship concerns a Dhamma talk Somdet Toh gave in the palace. Palace Dhamma talks were highly ritualized affairs. The talk was expected to be long and literary, preceded with and followed by many elaborate chants and other formalities. Once Rama IV invited Somdet to present such a talk and had prepared an especially large pile of offerings to be presented to the Somdet after the talk — a sign that he was looking forward to an especially long and learned disquisition, to test the Somdet's knowledge of the Dhamma. After the beginning formalities, however, Somdet Toh said only one sentence: "The king already knows everything there is to know." Then he chanted the ritual passages to conclude the talk and returned to his seat on the dais, quiet and composed. Immensely pleased, the king presented him with the offerings, commenting that that was the best Dhamma talk he had ever heard. (Ajaan Lee tells the story that later another monk tried the same trick, but with different results: The king was so offended that he had the monk stripped of his ecclesiastical titles.)&lt;br /&gt;At another, similar event at the palace, Somdet Toh began the closing blessing with the standard chant:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yatha varivaha puraParipurenti sagaramEvameva ito dinnamPetanam upakappati... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Just as rivers full of water fill the ocean full,Even so does that given here benefit the hungry ghosts...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As he reached this point in the chant, the king in a very unusual breach of Buddhist etiquette called out, "Why are you giving all the merit to the hungry ghosts? What did they do to deserve it?"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Somdet Toh, without missing a beat, backed up to change the last line:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Evameva ito dinnamSabbam rañño upakappati... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Even so does everything given here benefit the king...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The king, who was fluent in Pali himself, was delighted with the Somdet's ability to think on his feet.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There are many other legends concerning Somdet Toh that don't deal with the king. Ajaan Fuang, my teacher, especially liked to tell a story of how Somdet Toh dealt with high-ranking lay people who would visit monasteries and waste the monks' time in idle conversation.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Somdet Toh ate his meals in a small open pavilion in front of his dwelling. If a stray dog wandered past, he would toss a little food to the dog — which meant that, over time, a whole pack of dogs would regularly come to sit around him at his meal time, waiting for food. This meant that if any high-ranking lay people wanted to come pay their respects and chat with him while he was eating, they'd have to bow down to the dogs as well. As a result, only the people who weren't too proud to bow down to the dogs got to talk to him during his mealtime.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Another story concerns a wealthy layman who wanted to invite Somdet Toh to his house for a meal and a Dhamma talk. Events like this would often be fairly public, with the donor inviting many friends and relatives to participate in the meal offering and to hear the talk. So the layman sent his servant to convey the invitation to Somdet Toh, saying that he wanted Somdet Toh to give a talk on a lofty topic, the four noble truths. Now, it so happened that the servant wasn't familiar with the term, "four noble truths" — which in Thai is ariyasat. To him, it sounded like naksat, or zodiac. So he told Somdet Toh that his master wanted to hear a Dhamma talk on the zodiac. The Somdet knew that this couldn't possibly be right, but the servant's mistake amused him, and he decided to use it as an opportunity to make a Dhamma point — and have a little fun at the same time.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When the day for the talk arrived, he went to the layman's house and, after the meal, got up on the sermon seat and began the talk by saying, "Today our esteemed host has invited me to deliver a Dhamma talk on the zodiac." He then proceeded to describe the twelve houses of the zodiac in a fair amount of detail. Meanwhile, the master was staring daggers at the servant. After finishing his description of the zodiac, the Somdet then added, "But, regardless of what house of the zodiac people are born into, they are all subject to suffering." With that, he switched to the four noble truths — and probably saved the servant's job.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Another time some Christian missionaries came to visit the Somdet. One of the missionary strategies in those days was to show off their knowledge of science so as to dazzle the heathens, win their respect, and possibly win converts. With Somdet Toh so closely associated with the king, perhaps they thought that if they could convert him, the king might be converted as well. So they discussed various scientific topics with him, and finally touched on the fact that they had proof that the world was round. The Somdet, instead of being surprised, said, "I know. In fact, I can show you where the center of the world is." This surprised the missionaries, so they asked him to show them. He got up, took his staff, went out in front of his hut, and planted the staff firmly on the ground, saying, "Right here."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"But how could that be?" they asked him.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He answered, "If the world is round, it's a sphere, right? And any point on the surface of the sphere is as central as any other point on the surface."&lt;br /&gt;After that, the missionaries left him alone.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On the final day of the Rains retreat in 1868, Rama IV passed away. His eldest son, Prince Chulalongkorn, who was now Rama V, was only fifteen years old. As a result, the running of the government was placed in the hands of a Regent — Chao Phraya Sri Suriyawong (Chuang Bunnag) — who was to hold this office until Rama V reached maturity. (In a later reminiscence, Rama V stated that during this period he lived in constant fear of being assassinated.) Shortly after the Regency was instituted, Somdet Toh — who was now 80 — appeared at the Regent's palace in the middle of a sunny day, carrying a lit torch that he held aloft with one hand, and a long, narrow palm-leaf Dhamma text that he carried at a backward-sloping angle under his other arm. After he had walked through the palace halls in this way, word reached the Regent. The Regent respectfully approached Somdet Toh and asked him to take a seat, after which he assured him that he understood the Somdet's message: He would not allow his deliberations to be overcome with the darkness of defilement, and he would hold to the Dhamma as a rudder while steering the ship of state.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Four years later Somdet Toh passed away.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8005956450113705727-2177953542563006291?l=kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com/feeds/2177953542563006291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8005956450113705727&amp;postID=2177953542563006291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8005956450113705727/posts/default/2177953542563006291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8005956450113705727/posts/default/2177953542563006291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com/2008/09/somdet-toh-his-formal-title-was-somdet.html' title='Somdet Phra Buddhacharn Toh Phomarangsi'/><author><name>Humanity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329022719583696537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8005956450113705727.post-6157254027888998280</id><published>2008-08-28T09:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T09:29:41.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Starting of School</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today is my first lesson from the University of South Australia. The module seems very hard and dry to me. Seems like i'm going to have a hard time for this 16months... Omg..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I think in order to pass or get good grades, i need to study everyday or every other day. Zzzz. I'm already so tied up by my work, oh god.... Please let me breeze through this! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anyway on the way back home just now around 11pm, a old lady's car stopped by our side and told us to wind down our car window. I spoke to her and realised she was lost in town for more than 2 hours and she was so afraid. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She looked like a rich tai tai with ang moh blood and was speaking with an accent. She looks so poor thing when she was asking for help. In the end we decided to lead her to somewhere near her house at holland road.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Halfway through the journey, we stopped the car and i went to sit in her car as she was driving so slow until i scared she will lose us. When i got into her car, i saw her face. She has a very old and compassionate face. Just by looking at her, it really warms my heart. She kept thanking us for the help we had rendered. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Loads and loads of thank you from her all the way until we reached her house. Anyway i should be the one saying thank you to her. Thanks for giving me a chance to do a good deed and freeing her from her fear. She made my day. I will smile to sleep tonight. ^_^&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lovingkindness is giving others happiness..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Compassion is removing others' bitterness..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Joy is freeing others from suffering..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is what i live for.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8005956450113705727-6157254027888998280?l=kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com/feeds/6157254027888998280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8005956450113705727&amp;postID=6157254027888998280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8005956450113705727/posts/default/6157254027888998280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8005956450113705727/posts/default/6157254027888998280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com/2008/08/starting-of-school.html' title='Starting of School'/><author><name>Humanity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329022719583696537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8005956450113705727.post-1223588277990717631</id><published>2008-08-27T01:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T01:24:38.668-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Five (5) lessons to make you think about the way we treat people.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1 - First Important Lesson - Cleaning Lady.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;During my second month of college, our professor gave us a pop quiz. I was a conscientious student and had breezed through the questions until I read the last one:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'What is the first name of the woman who cleans the school?' &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Surely this was some kind of joke. I had seen the cleaning woman several times. She was tall, dark-haired and in her 50's, but how would I know her name? I handed in my paper, leaving the last question blank. Just before class ended, one student asked if the last question would count toward our quiz grade. 'Absolutely,' said the professor. 'In your careers, you will meet many people. All are significant. They deserve your attention and care, even if all you do is smile and say 'hello.'I've never forgotten that lesson. I also learned her name was Dorothy. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. - Second Important Lesson - Pickup in the Rain&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One night, at 11:3 0 p.m., an older African American woman was standing on the side of an Alabama highway trying to endure a lashing rainstorm. Her car had broken down and she desperately needed a ride. Soaking wet, she decided to flag down the next car. A young white man stopped to help her, generally unheard of in those conflict-filled 60s.. The man took her to safety, helped her get assistance and put her into a taxicab. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She seemed to be in a big hurry, but wrote down his address and thanked him. Seven days went by and a knock came on the man's door. To his surprise, a giant console color TV was delivered to his home. A special note was attached..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It read: 'Thank you so much for assisting me on the highway the other night. The rain drenched not only my clothes, but also my spirits. Then you came along. Because of you, I was able to make it to my dying husband's bedside just before he passed away.. God bless you for helping me and unselfishly serving others. 'Sincerely, Mrs. Nat King Cole.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;3 - Third Important Lesson - Always remember those who serve.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In the days when an ice cream sundae cost much less,a 10-year-old boy entered a hotel coffee shop and sat at a table. A waitress put a glass of water in front of him..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'How much is an ice cream sundae?' he asked. 'Fifty cents,' replied the waitress. The little boy pulled is hand out of his pocket and studied the coins in it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'Well, how much is a plain dish of ice cream?' he inquired. By now more people were waiting for a table and the waitress was growing impatient.'Thirty-five cents,' she brusquely replied. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The little boy again counted his coins.'I'll have the plain ice cream,' he said. The waitress brought the ice cream, put the bill on the table and walked away. The boy finished the ice cream, paid the cashier and left. When the waitress came back, she began to cry as she wiped down the table. There, placed neatly beside the empty dish,were two nickels and five pennies.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You see, he couldn't have the sundae, because he had to have enough left to leave her a tip. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;4 - Fourth Important Lesson. - The obstacle in Our Path.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In ancient times, a King had a boulder placed on a roadway. Then he hid himself and watched to see if anyone would remove the huge rock Some of the king's wealthiest merchants and courtiers came by and simply walked around it. Many loudly blamed the King for not keeping the roads clear, but none did anything about getting the stone out of the way. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Then a peasant came along carrying a load of vegetables. Upon approaching the boulder, the peasant laid down his burden and tried to move the stone to the side of the road. After much pushing and straining, he finally succeeded. After the peasant picked up his load of vegetables, he noticed a purse lying in the road where the boulder had been. The purse contained many gold coins and a note from the King indicating that the gold was for the person who removed the boulder from the roadway. The peasant learnt what many of us never understand!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Every obstacle presents an opportunity to improve our condition. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;5 - Fifth Important Lesson - Giving When it Counts...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Many years ago, when I worked as a volunteer at a hospital, I got to know a little girl named Liz who was suffering from a rare &amp;amp; serious disease. Her only chance of recovery appeared to be a blood transfusion from her 5-year old brother, who had miraculously survived the same disease and had developed the antibodies needed to combat the illness.. The doctor explained the situation to her little brother, and asked the little boy if he would be willing to give his blood to his sister.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I saw him hesitate for only a moment before taking a deep breath and saying, 'Yes I'll do it if it will save her.' As the transfusion progressed, he lay in bed next to his sister and smiled, as we all did, seeing the colour returning to her cheek. Then his face grew pale and his smile faded.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He looked up at the doctor and asked with a trembling voice, 'Will I start to die right away'. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Being young, the little boy had misunderstood the doctor; he thought he was going to have to give his sister all of his blood in order to save her but he had chosen to save her anyway. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8005956450113705727-1223588277990717631?l=kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com/feeds/1223588277990717631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8005956450113705727&amp;postID=1223588277990717631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8005956450113705727/posts/default/1223588277990717631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8005956450113705727/posts/default/1223588277990717631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com/2008/08/five-5-lessons-to-make-you-think-about.html' title='Five (5) lessons to make you think about the way we treat people.'/><author><name>Humanity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329022719583696537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8005956450113705727.post-5787284553937506592</id><published>2008-07-09T09:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T10:45:56.905-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Mind</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Generally speaking, there are hundred types of offences. But if we were to look for their origin, we may see that they are all stemmed from our mind. If we can control our mind without being selfish or pursuing self-satisfaction, we do not have to investigate every offence, such as the attachment to fame, benefits, desires, materials and others.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If our mind is working towards all goodness, it will naturally be enveloped in the upright essence. All defiled thoughts will naturally disappear. Just like the sun which dwells in empty space, all ghosts and evils will not dare to reveal themselves. This is the principle on "Penetrating the origin and the path is revealed." This is the best method in reforming our conduct at the mind level.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Offences arise from our mind. So we should reform at the mind level. Just like chopping off a poisonous tree, we must first remove the roots. The branches and leaves would fall down by themselves. It is not necessary to cut down every branch and pluck off the leaves!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To reform at the mind level is to control the mind. Once a false thought arises, we should be aware of it and subdue it. Then we will not commit further mistakes and this is the best method. Of course this isn't going to be easy but all the more we should learn meditation to control our mind!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We commoners are full of faults which are as many as the spines on a porcupine fish. If after some introspection and we are still unable to see our mistakes, we must have been the most careless people who are very much deluded.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Look out for this, people with grave offences are mostly dull, forgetful and full of afflictions. When they see a good man, they become regretful and spiritless. They also do not care to hear true words or genuine principles and wish to get away at that very instance.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Try to learn and practise meditation guys.. No point keeping ur body so clean and pretty but your mind is so cloudy and dusty. Think about it... Body is impermenant. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8005956450113705727-5787284553937506592?l=kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com/feeds/5787284553937506592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8005956450113705727&amp;postID=5787284553937506592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8005956450113705727/posts/default/5787284553937506592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8005956450113705727/posts/default/5787284553937506592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com/2008/07/our-mind.html' title='Our Mind'/><author><name>Humanity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329022719583696537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8005956450113705727.post-6682820715507466860</id><published>2008-06-16T21:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T22:07:57.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vegetarian</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Don't mistreat a person just because he is poor or he is an outcast. Everybody is the same, please don't not judge people by appearance. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One does not become an outcast by birth, one becomes an outcast by living badly. Just like a true gentlemen is not somebody who is born in a good family but someone who behave properly.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm now a vegetarian for 49days. Alot of people commented that i'm stupid and suffering for nothing. But i really beg to differ. Firstly, im eating too much unhealthy food like Mac, long john and KFC. Sooner or later it will impose a serious problem to my health. Secondly, its a test of my determination whether i can endure for 49days. If i can't even complete this simple task, what else more can i achieve in life?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The first week was full of temptation, fried chicken and others kept appearing in front of me. Its hard to endure, but im now already at my second week. I'm feeling quite good now. I felt improvement in my spiritual practice too! It was said that the 49days of vege helps to cleanse your body in spiritual term. I don't really believe it initially until i tried it. ^_^&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He who receives kindness should never forget it, but he who performs it should never remember it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8005956450113705727-6682820715507466860?l=kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com/feeds/6682820715507466860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8005956450113705727&amp;postID=6682820715507466860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8005956450113705727/posts/default/6682820715507466860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8005956450113705727/posts/default/6682820715507466860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com/2008/06/vegetarian.html' title='Vegetarian'/><author><name>Humanity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329022719583696537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8005956450113705727.post-4471372884743538162</id><published>2008-06-10T11:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T23:05:07.049-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Amen</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The world is changing. Sad to say that and i'm sad to know that. Taking aeroplane isn't safe anymore because of the changing weather. Realise that small commercial planes can't even fly now?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Just heard from my friend that SIA don't even fly small planes to KL. They changed to big ones. I'm not surprised if another air crash is going to happen soon because of the changes in the air layer and the weather high up in the sky. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Alot of things are going to happen. 50% of the population are going to die. But seems that only a handful of people believe me. Well.. for those who believe in me, repent for your wrong doings now and do more charity. Change over to a new leaf from today onwards. There might still be a way out for you if you are one of the affected one.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My advice: Don't travel in September 2008 and sell your stocks and investments. Good that if you get it, or else i also cannot do much to help you. May God Have Mercy On The World.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8005956450113705727-4471372884743538162?l=kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com/feeds/4471372884743538162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8005956450113705727&amp;postID=4471372884743538162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8005956450113705727/posts/default/4471372884743538162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8005956450113705727/posts/default/4471372884743538162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com/2008/06/amen.html' title='Amen'/><author><name>Humanity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329022719583696537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8005956450113705727.post-8525476875920826749</id><published>2008-06-09T10:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T10:47:50.707-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Story time</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Story time again.. short one. Im tired of typing.. Haha..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This story is about a young man who went to a Zen master to learn from him. In order to take the young man as a disciple, the Zen master made the young man agree to do everything that he said.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The young man agreed and the master called an elderly monk and set up a go board. He told the young man, "You will play Go with this monk. If you lose, I'll cut off the monk's head." The young man was nervous at first but later his concentration exceeded anything he had experienced.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He was able to place each Go piece as if it were an extension of his own body and mind. Eventually he had the advantage on the old monk who was also deep in concentration. Then the young man looked into the old monk's eyes and his heart opened up. He thought, "I have wasted my life and this old man has led a life of devotion and service.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The young man deliberately made a bad move to give the old man the advantage. At that point, the Zen master knocked all of the pieces off the board and said to the young man, "Now you are ready to be my disciple. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;First you learnt discipline and concentration and then you learnt compassion. With awareness and a great heart as the foundation of your practice, you will be able to eliminate all of your bad habits." &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Buddha has never forced others to do what others do not like to do. He merely taught virtue and evil, and the choice in one's own life is in one's hands. To find one's peace of mind, one should see that all phenomena are impermanent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only through that it is possible to be detached in adverse circumstances and to have freedom from vexations. The Buddha's teachings allow us to know that there is no one in the world who can bring you suffering, only yourself... These are indeed words of wisdom and food for thought.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sentence of the day: Violence can overpower a person's body but not his mind. With love, no one is your enemy; hence you wouldn't need to defeat anyone.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;All these are just randomly blogged. May seems messy but please pardon me. I'm tired. Good night!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8005956450113705727-8525476875920826749?l=kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com/feeds/8525476875920826749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8005956450113705727&amp;postID=8525476875920826749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8005956450113705727/posts/default/8525476875920826749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8005956450113705727/posts/default/8525476875920826749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com/2008/06/story-time.html' title='Story time'/><author><name>Humanity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329022719583696537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8005956450113705727.post-6001732649405987185</id><published>2008-06-02T23:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T23:38:33.668-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing you</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I just watched Sex is Zero 2. A lame korean comedy but i actually cried at the last part. Seems like im especially weak in my emotions. I know it but i can't do anything. Sometimes even when i see a bee dying, i will drop some tears and say some prayers for it. I know its kinda gay for a guy to do that, but cmon.. THATS ME!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The guy in the show let the girl he loved went away because he wanted her to live better with another guy. In that instance, so many mixed feelings surfaced up from my mind. I'm not going to make the same mistake again. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I won't let the girl i love slip through my hands again... I want to hold your hand tightly no matter how tough is the road ahead. Though i haven't tell her that i like her yet. Haha. But i really miss her very much. Even one sms from her will change my mood for the day, adding rays of rainbow to my life. ^_^ Especially at this moment when im going through a hard time. Just hope this time it will work out just fine!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thanks Adeline for the encouraging sms. The moment i open my eyes this morning and i saw ur beautiful sms. I felt much better! See ya when you are back from Houston. Many thanks again. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8005956450113705727-6001732649405987185?l=kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com/feeds/6001732649405987185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8005956450113705727&amp;postID=6001732649405987185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8005956450113705727/posts/default/6001732649405987185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8005956450113705727/posts/default/6001732649405987185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com/2008/06/missing-you.html' title='Missing you'/><author><name>Humanity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329022719583696537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8005956450113705727.post-2688595464162263971</id><published>2008-06-01T03:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T04:20:00.448-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tests</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So many tests are coming my way. Not those school's tests. Real tests in life. Its driving me crazy. So many obstacles and stuffs to see how will i react to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its just the beginning but i'm already so stressed out. Especially in my workplace, its living hell for me. I dread going to work everyday. Politics, biased and so many more. Just because i don't smoke and drink, don't go out to find whores with them or go KTV makes me an outcast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But seriously, i can't be bothered. They can say whatever they want. I know what im doing. When their evil seeds are ripe, they will come to grieve... I really pity them now. Hopefully they will realise their mistakes and repent. Most of them have wives and kids at home. Their wives prepare dinner and kids eagerly waiting for daddy to come home for dinner but they are out there having sex with prositutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats so damn disgusting for me. I can't imagine if their wives come to know about it. Some even said that its because their wives are pregnant so they are doing this. Damn Cock la. They are in pain for 10months for your sake and this is how you repay them. Bastards. In my workplace i really seen the worst in men. Over 90% of the guys there are the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't know how to help them. When i preached to them, they always think that im a mad man trying to talk nonsense. I already know what's the repercussion that are installed for them. May god bless them and give them a chance to repent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Human beings are dying. More than 50% of the humans will be wipe off from the surface of the earth soon. Humans are ignorant. They think they are smarter than god. Or rather some think that they are god just because they have power to manupilate things or situations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From my point of view, humans are merely ants trapped in a big bowl. crawling round and round and getting nowhere. They died and are reborn into the same bowl again and again. They never try to look beyond the bowl and find ways to get out of the bowl. Think about it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over 2500 years ago in India, a stone was found with the following engraving:&lt;br /&gt;1)Who is the greatest sage?&lt;br /&gt;2)Who is a fool?&lt;br /&gt;3)Who is a clever person?&lt;br /&gt;4)How to attain everlasting happiness?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody could answer these questions until Buddha is born and he answered the following questions with these answers.&lt;br /&gt;1)He who is enlightened about the truth of the universe and life is the greatest sage.&lt;br /&gt;2)He who does not know about cause and effect is a fool.&lt;br /&gt;3)He who understands the meaning of life and lives happily is a clever person.&lt;br /&gt;4)To attain everlasting happiness, one should practise the dharma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the second question, i will answer slightly differently from the Buddha. He who knows about the cause and effect and does not believe in it is a fool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything that i said is in my point of view, so just listen to it with a open mind. How will you see a cup that is filled with water halfway up? Half full or half empty? Its just a matter of perception, there is no right or wrong. Good night.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8005956450113705727-2688595464162263971?l=kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com/feeds/2688595464162263971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8005956450113705727&amp;postID=2688595464162263971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8005956450113705727/posts/default/2688595464162263971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8005956450113705727/posts/default/2688595464162263971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com/2008/06/tests.html' title='Tests'/><author><name>Humanity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329022719583696537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8005956450113705727.post-6389487037935031311</id><published>2008-05-24T02:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T02:33:59.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thailand Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Im back from my 8days trip to Bangkok and Phuket. It was quite fun and happening but the bad thing is i was sick throughout the 8days. I was popping pills and antibiotic throughout the whole trip but my illness still couldn't recover. It was definitely frustrating.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Though it was a plainly relaxing trip, but i still visited alot of temples as the 8days fell on Vesak day. On the fourth day, i wanted to visit the famous big sleeping Buddha temple but the taxi driver drove me to another temple that i didn't intend to go.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;After i reached the temple for some time then i realised it was actually the one of the Thailand King's temple. I was pretty delighted to unintentionally drop by. ^_^ Then one uncle appeared from no where and started talking to us in Teo Chew and brought us to one of the small houses behind the temple. I just followed him blindly and he brought us to see a monk. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I never thought much of it and just donated some money and daily stuffs to the monk. Much to my surprise, the uncle told me that this monk is the second highest monk in the temple. The monk did some fortune telling on me and my friends. Its like what other monks and fortune teller said about me. Nothing reallly new to me but im happy to meet him. He gave me a pendant before i left and it was a rewarding unintentional trip!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nothing much to blog about my trip already except some strange happenings again. My best friend had much more strange encounters than me. Lol. Anyway here are some understanding of Buddha and his teaching. Its abit harder, so see whether you guys can catch it. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Buddha's teaching is a way of life, not a way of belief. His teaching is very scientific, very empirical, very practical. He is not a philosopher, not a metaphysician. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He is a very down-to-earth man. Buddha says that you can change your life, beliefs are not needed. In fact, beliefs are the barriers to real change. Start with no belief, start with not metaphysics, start with no dogma. Start absolutely naked and nude, with no theology, no ideology. Start Empty! Thats is the only way to come to truth.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8005956450113705727-6389487037935031311?l=kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com/feeds/6389487037935031311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8005956450113705727&amp;postID=6389487037935031311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8005956450113705727/posts/default/6389487037935031311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8005956450113705727/posts/default/6389487037935031311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com/2008/05/thailand-trip.html' title='Thailand Trip'/><author><name>Humanity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329022719583696537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8005956450113705727.post-8787171458837422770</id><published>2008-05-04T21:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T22:29:19.609-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Although i understand that love and desire are the root of sufferings but i still can't help falling in love. Probably i still yearn for a warm hug from the girl and the care and concern that i will get.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But behind all these feelings lies many unpleasant feelings too. Quarrelling, debating, misunderstanding and finally the breakup. Do i really wanna go through all these again?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Perhaps my best friend will tell me to wake up my idea and snap out of it. She always DO. I'm going to forget about everything and lead my life naturally.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There are alot more things to life other than love. I can spend this love to more misfortunate people who are suffering. ^_^&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lovingkindness is giving others happiness..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Compassion is removing others' bitterness..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Joy is freeing others from suffering..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is what i live for. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8005956450113705727-8787171458837422770?l=kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com/feeds/8787171458837422770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8005956450113705727&amp;postID=8787171458837422770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8005956450113705727/posts/default/8787171458837422770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8005956450113705727/posts/default/8787171458837422770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com/2008/05/love.html' title='Love'/><author><name>Humanity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329022719583696537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8005956450113705727.post-7480443717956382184</id><published>2008-05-04T03:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T03:26:02.997-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Share your happiness</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thousands of candles can be lighted from a single candle and the life of the candle will not be shortened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happiness never decreases by being shared....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hatred never ceases by hatred,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but by love..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8005956450113705727-7480443717956382184?l=kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com/feeds/7480443717956382184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8005956450113705727&amp;postID=7480443717956382184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8005956450113705727/posts/default/7480443717956382184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8005956450113705727/posts/default/7480443717956382184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com/2008/05/share-your-happiness.html' title='Share your happiness'/><author><name>Humanity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329022719583696537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8005956450113705727.post-217962544411756582</id><published>2008-05-03T10:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T10:50:08.691-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To All Married Couples and Singles Who Intend To Get Married</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Please spend 10mins of your time to make a change in your life if possible...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When I got home that night as my wife served dinner, I held her hand and said, I've got something to tell you. She sat down and ate quietly. Again I observed the hurt in her eyes.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Suddenly I didn't know how to open my mouth. But I had to let her know what I was thinking. I want a divorce. I raised the topic calmly. She didn't seem to be annoyed by my words, instead she asked me softly, why? I avoided her question. This made her angry. She threw away the chopsticks and shouted at me, you are not a man!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That night, we didn't talk to each other. She was weeping. I knew she wanted to find out what had happened to our marriage. But I could hardly give her a satisfactory answer; I had lost my heart to a lovely girl called Dew. I didn't love her anymore. I just pitied her!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement which stated that she could own our house, 30% shares of my company and the car. She glanced at it and then tore it into pieces. The woman who had spent ten years of her life! with me had become a stranger. I felt sorry for her wasted time, resources and energy but I could not take back what I had said for I loved Dew so dearly.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Finally she cried loudly in front of me, which was what I had expected to see. To me her cry was actually a kind of release. The idea of divorce which had obsessed me for several weeks seemed to be firmer and clearer now.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The next day, I came back home very late and found her writing something at the table. I didn't have supper but went straight to sleep and fell asleep very fast because I was tired after an eventful day with Dew. When I woke up, she was still there at the table writing. I just did not care so I turned over and was asleep again.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In the morning she presented her divorce conditions: she didn't want anything from me, but needed a month's notice before the divorce. She requested that in that one month we both struggle to live as normal a life as possible. Her reasons were simple: our son will be having his exams in a months time and she didn't want to disrupt him with our broken marriage.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This was agreeable to me. But she had something more, she asked me to recall how I had carried her into the bridal room on our wedding day. She requested that everyday for the month's duration, I will carry her out of our bedroom to the front door ever morning. I thought she was going crazy.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Just to make our last days together bearable, I accepted her odd request.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I told Dew about my wife's divorce conditions. She laughed loudly and thought it was absurd. No matter what tricks she applies, she has to face the divorce, she said scornfully. My wife and I hadn't had any body contact since my divorce intention was explicitly expressed. So when I carried her out on the first day, we both appeared clumsy. Our son clapped behind us, daddy is holding mummy in his arms! His words brought me a sense of pain. From the bedroom to the sitting room, then to the door, I walked over ten meters with her in my arms. She closed her eyes and said softly; don't tell our son about the divorce. I nodded, feeling somewhat upset.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I put her down outside the door. She went to wait for the bus to work. I drove alone to the office.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On the second day, both of us acted much more easily. She leaned on my chest.. I could smell the fragrance of her blouse. I realized that I hadn't looked at this woman carefully for a long time. I realized she was not young any more. There were fine wrinkles on her face, her hair was graying! Our marriage had taken its toll on her. For a minute I wondered what I had done to her.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On the fourth day, when I lifted her up, I felt a sense of intimacy returning... This was the woman who had given ten years of her life to me. On the fifth and sixth day, I realized that our sense of intimacy was growing again. I didn't tell Dew about this. It became easier to carry her as the month slipped by. Perhaps the everyday workout made me stronger.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She was choosing what to wear one morning. She tried on quite a few dresses but could not find a suitable one. Then she sighed, all my dresses have grown bigger. I suddenly realized that she had grown so thin, that was the reason why I could carry her more easily. Suddenly it hit me; she had buried so much pain and bitterness in her heart.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Subconsciously I reached out and touched her head. Our son came in at the moment and said, Dad, it's time to carry mum out. To him, seeing his father carrying his mother out had become an essential part of his life. My wife gestured to our son to come closer and hugged him tightly. I turned my face away because I was afraid I might change my mind at this last minute.. I then held her in my arms, walking from the bedroom, through the sitting room, to the hallway. Her hand surrounded my neck softly and naturally. I held her body tightly; it was just like our wedding day.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But her much lighter weight made me sad. On the last day, when I held her in my arms I could hardly move a step. Our son had gone to school. I held her tightly and said, I hadn't noticed that our life lacked intimacy. I drove to office... jumped out of the car swiftly without locking the door. I was afraid any delay would make me change my mind... I walked upstairs. Dew opened the door and I said to her, Sorry, Dew, I do not want the divorce anymore.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She looked at me, astonished. Then touched my forehead. Do you have a fever? She said. I moved her hand off my head. Sorry, Dew, I said, I won't divorce. My marriage life was boring probably because she and I didn't value the details of our lives, not because we didn't love each other any more. Now I realize that since I carried her into my home on our wedding day I am supposed to hold her until death does us apart.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dew seemed to suddenly wake up. She gave me a loud slap and then slammed the door and burst into tears. I walked downstairs and drove away. At the floral shop on the way, I ordered a bouquet of flowers for my wife. The salesgirl asked me what to write on the card. I smiled and wrote: 'I'll carry you out every morning until death do us apart'.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The small details of our lives are what really matter in a relationship. It is not the mansion, the car, the property, the bank balance that matters. These create an environment conducive for happiness but cannot give happiness in themselves. So find time to be your spouse's friend and do those little things for each other that build intimacy. Do have a real happy marriage!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Relationships are made not to exploit, not to be broken.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We teach some by what we say&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We teach some more by what we do&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But we teach most by what we are&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You don't get to choose how you are going to die, or when, but, you can decide how you are going to live, here and now.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Remember: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;People will forget what you said ...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;People will forget what you did ...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But people will never forget how you made them feel....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8005956450113705727-217962544411756582?l=kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com/feeds/217962544411756582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8005956450113705727&amp;postID=217962544411756582' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8005956450113705727/posts/default/217962544411756582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8005956450113705727/posts/default/217962544411756582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com/2008/05/to-all-married-couples-and-singles-who.html' title='To All Married Couples and Singles Who Intend To Get Married'/><author><name>Humanity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329022719583696537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8005956450113705727.post-8167036623321290436</id><published>2008-04-20T13:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T22:55:40.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Seed</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A successful business man was growing old and knew it was time to choose a successor to take over the business. Instead of choosing one of his directors or his children, he decided to do something different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He called all the young executives in his company together. 'It is time for me to step down and choose the next CEO,' he said. 'I have decided to choose one of you.' The young executives were shocked, but the boss continued. 'I am going to give each one of you a seed today - a very special seed. I want you to plant the seed, water it, and come back here one year from today with what you have grown from the seed I have given you. I will then judge the plants that you bring, and the one I choose will be the next CEO.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One man, named Jim, was there that day and he, like the others, received a seed. He went home and excitedly, told his wife the story. She helped him get a pot, soil and compost and he planted the seed. Every day, he would water it and watch to see if it had grown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After about three weeks, some of the other executives began to talk about their seeds and the plants that were beginning to grow. Jim kept checking his seed, but nothing ever grew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three weeks, four weeks, five weeks went by, still nothing. By now, others were talking about their plants, but Jim didn't have a plant and he felt like a failure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Six months went by - still nothing in Jim's pot. He just knew he had killed his seed. Everyone else had trees and tall plants, but he had nothing. Jim didn't say anything to his colleagues, however. He just kept watering and fertilizing the soil - he so wanted the seed to grow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A year finally went by and all the young executives of the company brought their plants to the CEO for inspection. Jim told his wife that he wasn't going to take an empty pot. But she asked him to be honest about what happened. Jim felt sick at his stomach. It was going to be the most embarrassing moment of his life, but he knew his wife was right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He took his empty pot to the board room. When Jim arrived, he was amazed at the variety of plants grown by the other executives. They were beautiful.......in all shapes and sizes. Jim put his empty pot on the floor and many of his colleagues laughed. A few felt sorry for him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the CEO arrived, he surveyed the room and greeted his young executives. Jim just tried to hide in the back. 'My, what great plants, trees, and flowers you have grown,' said the CEO. 'Today one of you will be appointed the next CEO!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of a sudden, the CEO spotted Jim at the back of the room with his empty pot. He ordered the financial director to bring him to the front. Jim was terrified. He thought, 'The CEO knows I'm a failure! Maybe he will have me fired!' When Jim got to the front, the CEO asked him what had happened to his seed. Jim told him the story. The CEO asked everyone to sit down except Jim. He looked at Jim, and then announced to the young executives, 'Here is your next Chief Executive! His name is Jim!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jim couldn't believe it. Jim couldn't even grow his seed. How could he be the new CEO the others said? Then the CEO said, 'One year ago today, I gave everyone in this room a seed. I told you to take the seed, plant it, water it, and bring it back to me today. But I gave you all boiled seeds; they were dead - it was not possible for them to grow. All of you, except Jim, have brought me trees and plants and flowers.' When you found that the seed would not grow, you substituted another seed for the one I gave you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jim was the only one with the courage and honesty to bring me a pot with my seed in it. Therefore, he is the one who will be the new Chief Executive!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you plant honesty, you will reap trust.&lt;br /&gt;If you plant goodness, you will reap friends.&lt;br /&gt;If you plant humility, you will reap greatness.&lt;br /&gt;If you plant perseverance, you will reap contentment.&lt;br /&gt;If you plant consideration, you will reap perspective.&lt;br /&gt;If you plant hard work, you will reap success.&lt;br /&gt;If you plant forgiveness, you will reap reconciliation.&lt;br /&gt;So, be careful what you plant now; it will determine what you will reap later.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8005956450113705727-8167036623321290436?l=kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com/feeds/8167036623321290436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8005956450113705727&amp;postID=8167036623321290436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8005956450113705727/posts/default/8167036623321290436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8005956450113705727/posts/default/8167036623321290436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com/2008/04/seed.html' title='The Seed'/><author><name>Humanity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329022719583696537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8005956450113705727.post-4216600123031795813</id><published>2008-04-09T01:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T10:24:13.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Wooden Bowl Story</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I guarantee you will remember the tale of the Wooden Bowl tomorrow, a week from now, a month from now, a year from now. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A frail old man went to live with his son, daughter-in-law, and four-year old grandson. The old man's hands trembled, his eyesight was blurred, and his step faltered. The family ate together at the table. But the elderly grandfather's shaky hands and failing sight made eating difficult. Peas rolled off his spoon onto the floor. When he grasped the glass, milk spilled on the tablecloth. The son and daughter-in-law became irritated with the mess. "We must do something about father," said the son. "I've had enough of his spilled milk, noisy eating, and food on the floor." So the husband and wife set a small table in the corner. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There, Grandfather ate alone while the rest of the family enjoyed dinner. Since Grandfather had broken a dish or two, his food was served in a wooden bowl! When the family glanced in Grandfather's direction, sometimes he had a tear in his eye as he sat alone. Still, the only words the couple had for him were sharp admonitions when he dropped a fork or spilled food. The four-year-old watched it all in silence. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One evening before supper, the father noticed his son playing with wood scraps on the floor. He asked the child sweetly, "What are you making?" Just as sweetly, the boy responded, "Oh, I am making a little bowl for you and Mama to eat your food in when I grow up." The four-year-old smiled and went back to work. The words so struck the parents that they were speechless. Then tears started to stream down their cheeks. Though no word was spoken, both knew what must be done. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That evening the husband took Grandfather's hand and gently led him back to the family table. For the remainder of his days he ate every meal with the family. And for some reason,neither husband nor wife seemed to care any longer when a fork was dropped, milk spilled, or the table cloth soiled. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On a positive note, I've learned that, no matter what happens, how bad it seems today, life does go on, and it will be better tomorrow. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I've learned that you can tell a lot about a person by the way he/she handles three things: a rainy day, the elderly, lost luggage, and tangled Christmas tree lights. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I've learned that, regardless of your relationship with your parents, you'll miss them when they're gone from your life. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I've learned that making a "living" is not the samething as making a "life."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I've learned that life sometimes gives you a second chance. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I've learned that you shouldn't go through life with a catcher's mitt on both hands. You need to be able to throw something back. I've learned that if you pursue happiness, it will elude you. But, if you focus on your family, your friends, the needs of others, your work and doing the very best you can, happiness will find you. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I've learned that whenever I decide something with an open heart, I usually make the right decision. I've learned that even when I have pains, I don't have to be one. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I've learned that every day, you should reach out and touch someone. People love that human touch -- holding hands, a warm hug, or just a friendly pat on the back. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I've learned that I still have a lot to learn! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8005956450113705727-4216600123031795813?l=kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com/feeds/4216600123031795813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8005956450113705727&amp;postID=4216600123031795813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8005956450113705727/posts/default/4216600123031795813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8005956450113705727/posts/default/4216600123031795813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com/2008/04/wooden-bowl-story.html' title='The Wooden Bowl Story'/><author><name>Humanity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329022719583696537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8005956450113705727.post-735641204246614622</id><published>2008-03-09T22:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T07:58:22.312-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nowadays</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Alot of unbelievable stuffs are happening to me these few weeks. I don't know how to write it or post it in the blog. Its just amazing and overwhelming. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am busy for every single day. Only get to sleep few hours everyday. I feel so tired... But i guess everything is worth it. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anyway i always didn't mention this person in my blog before. Today it shall be the first time. The only person that i can have a heart to heart or intellectual talk with. Thanks for spending your whole week of leave seeing my face. Though you are irritating, but im glad you are always there. You promise the Ramen.. but you failed to deliver. Like always.. Good nite.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8005956450113705727-735641204246614622?l=kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com/feeds/735641204246614622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8005956450113705727&amp;postID=735641204246614622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8005956450113705727/posts/default/735641204246614622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8005956450113705727/posts/default/735641204246614622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com/2008/03/nowadays.html' title='Nowadays'/><author><name>Humanity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329022719583696537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8005956450113705727.post-3526537071459318281</id><published>2008-02-14T13:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T21:38:09.729-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Valentine's day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Seeing roses everywhere. Couples hand in hand... When i saw that, i was smiling to myself. I'm just happy for them who found their love who they can share their lives with. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What a lonely day for me, still thought that i will be working night shift so that i wont be affected so much. In the end, they want to let me to go home early for the night. What for man... I don't even have a girlfriend to spend with.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The past 4 yrs of valentine's day was fun. Cracking my brain to think of presents n words to write. Making roses until i sweat so much. Buy roses and thinking how to romantic. Haha. Seeing your valentine smile and happy is the best reward you can have.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anyway wish that you can enjoy this day with your date and be happy. Others is not important. When you love someone, most importantly is to let him/her to be happy. Men cannot be so selfish. All the best...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P.S To those i can't make it to go out with tonight.. No offence. I just want to be alone. Thank you and have fun!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8005956450113705727-3526537071459318281?l=kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com/feeds/3526537071459318281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8005956450113705727&amp;postID=3526537071459318281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8005956450113705727/posts/default/3526537071459318281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8005956450113705727/posts/default/3526537071459318281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com/2008/02/happy-valentines-day.html' title='Happy Valentine&apos;s day'/><author><name>Humanity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329022719583696537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8005956450113705727.post-4235720412789094375</id><published>2008-02-12T02:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T10:28:35.311-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Dependent Origination</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Where is the source of human grief, lamentation, pain and agony? Is it not to be found in the fact that people are generally ignorant and also willful?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;They cling obstinately to lives of wealth and honour, comfort and pleasure, excitement and egoism, ignorant of the fact that the desire for these very things is the source of human suffering.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;From its beginning, the world has been filled with a succession of calamities, over and above the unavoidable facts of illness, old age and death.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But if one carefully considers all the facts, one must be convinced that at the basis of all suffering lies the principle of craving desire. If avarice can be removed, human suffering will come to an end.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Because of their ignorance, people are always thinking wrong thoughts and always losing the right point of view. Clinging to their egos, they take wrong actions. As a results, they become attached to a delusive existence.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In reality, therefore, it is their own mind that causes the delusions of grief, lamentation, pain and agony. Be the master of your own mind. Control your thoughts and not let your desire overule youself. If the latter happens, in a moment of folly, you might do something that you will never do in your normal state. Thats how most of the murders and raping of women happens. When these happens, you will be due for heavy punishment. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There is 3 kinds of main karmic effects. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Bodily karma: intentional actions through the body.&lt;br /&gt;2. Verbal karma: intentional actions through speech.&lt;br /&gt;3. Mental karma: intentional actions through the mind.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mental karma is considered to be the most significant because it is the origin of all other karma. Thought precedes action through body and speech. Bodily and verbal deeds are derived from mental karma. E.g. When you have an evil thought of using a baseball bat to hit someone, you might think its alright as since its just a thought and you are not doing it. But one day when you see that person and when you really get angry, this mental thought will cause you to really hit that person. If this thought doesn't exist in your mind, all these happenings won't be able to take place!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Alot of people are ignorant that the fact of a single small evil thought in your mind will still plant a bad karmic seed. They think that since nobody will know what is on their mind, so its alright to have evil thoughts. Every thoughts and every actions are being recorded down. Believe it or not. When the day that you need to leave this world comes, you shall know what i'm saying is true or not. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Whether you want to grief or happily leave this world is all up to you.... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8005956450113705727-4235720412789094375?l=kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com/feeds/4235720412789094375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8005956450113705727&amp;postID=4235720412789094375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8005956450113705727/posts/default/4235720412789094375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8005956450113705727/posts/default/4235720412789094375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com/2008/02/dependent-origination.html' title='The Dependent Origination'/><author><name>Humanity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329022719583696537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8005956450113705727.post-922358288200037243</id><published>2008-02-04T00:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T09:06:24.159-08:00</updated><title type='text'>隨緣</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Here is a story that i wanna share with you......&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Long time ago... There is a man who is supposed to get married with his girlfriend on this certain date. But when the date comes, his girlfriend left him and married another man. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This man became so devastated.. He fell ill and couldn't get out of his bed. His family members used all types of methods to help him but to no avail. A monk came by this area and heard of this story, so he decided to help this man to get out of his misery.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He went into his room and ask him to look into a special mirror. In that mirror, he saw a woman's corspe lying naked by the sea. Then a man walked by, take a look at the body, shake his head and left. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The second man walked by, took off his clothes and put it on the woman's body and walked away. The third man walked by, he dug a hole and carefully buried the woman's body.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The monk said to him," That woman is your girlfriend's past life and you are the second man who gave her your shirt. So the reason why both of you will be together in this life is because she is just returning you the favour. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But for the third man who buried her, she needs to repay him for her whole lifetime and that is her current husband... After listening to it, the man finally become enlighten and recover from his illness....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For many of us, when our love ones leave us, we are often trapped in deep misery. But always remember this story as for the one who left us, they are just returning a favour or you are returning the favour. Your true love will come one day... Lets wait for that faithful day. What is yours, shall be yours. Nobody can take that away from you. 隨緣............&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Sorry for the broken english.. Its hard to translate a chinese story to english.  Good night folks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8005956450113705727-922358288200037243?l=kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com/feeds/922358288200037243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8005956450113705727&amp;postID=922358288200037243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8005956450113705727/posts/default/922358288200037243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8005956450113705727/posts/default/922358288200037243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com/2008/02/blog-post.html' title='隨緣'/><author><name>Humanity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329022719583696537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8005956450113705727.post-362948239993108203</id><published>2008-02-03T01:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-02T09:48:38.843-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tears</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I used to drop alot of tears whenever it comes to relationship problems. So many types of mixed feelings. So silly that i wanted to end my life.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I guess thats just part of growing up. Understanding love and experiencing the problems of love. Its been a few months already. Hope that you are doing fine and feeling happy. You will always be part of my prayers. Keeping you safe and sound. Thats the end of my first love story. 1514 days. This will be my last drop of tears for you.... :'(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When i cry again, i won't cry for myself. Those shedded tears can fill the ocean a million times over. From now onwards, i will only cry for others.....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8005956450113705727-362948239993108203?l=kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com/feeds/362948239993108203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8005956450113705727&amp;postID=362948239993108203' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8005956450113705727/posts/default/362948239993108203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8005956450113705727/posts/default/362948239993108203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com/2008/03/tears.html' title='Tears'/><author><name>Humanity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329022719583696537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8005956450113705727.post-2578382039536763322</id><published>2008-01-29T10:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T11:40:56.561-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Disasters</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I just read a book that a monk had forseen that alot of natural disasters are coming our way. Life will not be the way like it used to be...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Humans only blame the nature for the natural disasters and blame the people for being unlucky to get involved in the accidents. Well... This is actually not the case. Everything happened for a reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All kinds of evil phenomena are appearing in this world as human's minds are not as they used to be, and virtue and morality have deteriorated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One abbot of a big temple swore to a big crowd of buddhists that if anything he said is wrong, he is willing to go to hell and never come back. He said, "Over half of the human population in the world is going to perish and those who will be left will be people who culitivate the Way, who cultivate truly, those who recite the Buddha's name, those who recite Sutras, these are the people that are able to remain."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course this is in the buddhism context. I believe no matter which religion you are in, as long you lead a righteous life and help people, you will be saved from these disasters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those high monks who can meditate and enter a high level of concentration, can actually see alot of things happening before hand. He is not the first monk that actually said that these disasters are coming. I heard it alot of times from other monks too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So lets just not to be ignorant anymore. What if all these are true? By that time it happened, it will be too late to change anything. Who will take care of ur family, wife and kids if you are gone? Don't be so selfish and think for your family. Start to do good and repent for your wrong doings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Humans are born without money and we can't take any money with us after we died. No point trying so hard now to backstab people to get that promotion or that little money. So what if you are very rich? An accident may just take your life away tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is only 1 thing that we can take with us after we pass on... Thats only wisdom. We should be working hard to gain it instead of money! Think it through...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8005956450113705727-2578382039536763322?l=kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com/feeds/2578382039536763322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8005956450113705727&amp;postID=2578382039536763322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8005956450113705727/posts/default/2578382039536763322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8005956450113705727/posts/default/2578382039536763322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com/2008/01/disasters.html' title='Disasters'/><author><name>Humanity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329022719583696537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8005956450113705727.post-605408259553913125</id><published>2008-01-21T01:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T09:18:50.495-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jesus</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It was not the nails that held christ to the cross, but his love for you and me....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Just remember that all the religions are the same. Teaching us to do good and be righteous. Don't look at it differently. Its the people inside that are making us dislike each other's religion. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Jesus didn't ask his followers to condemn buddhism. Its all humans speaking in the name of Jesus. Humans.... Not Jesus. Don't fall into the wrong path.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8005956450113705727-605408259553913125?l=kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com/feeds/605408259553913125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8005956450113705727&amp;postID=605408259553913125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8005956450113705727/posts/default/605408259553913125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8005956450113705727/posts/default/605408259553913125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com/2008/01/jesus.html' title='Jesus'/><author><name>Humanity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329022719583696537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8005956450113705727.post-3399539573395775801</id><published>2008-01-19T02:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T10:30:30.921-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Poor Kids</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As singaporeans, if we look around us. We are considered very lucky and fortunate. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In 3rd world countries, humans are dying every single second due to illness and starvation. I just received a mail appealing for donation. Those african kids are becoming blind because of drinking stagnant water that are dirty.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This illness can be easily cured by an inexpensive tube of antibiotic ointment. But they can't even afford it. Imagine that your children are going blind and as a parent, you cannot do anything to save them. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Whenever i tell my friends around me about donation, they will find thousands of excuses to hold that penny in their pocket. $6 to you might be only enough to buy a Macdonald's meal. But it can save a human life in other country. So please cut down on your macdonalds and donate some money to those poor kids. Macdonalds only give you more health problems that you can imagine.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When you are fortunate and eating well, please spare a thought for those people that don't even have anything to eat. Share your happiness around and let them smile for once...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I thank you on behalf of those poor kids.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mmi.org.hk/index.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;http://www.mmi.org.hk/index.html&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8005956450113705727-3399539573395775801?l=kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com/feeds/3399539573395775801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8005956450113705727&amp;postID=3399539573395775801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8005956450113705727/posts/default/3399539573395775801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8005956450113705727/posts/default/3399539573395775801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com/2008/01/poor-kids.html' title='Poor Kids'/><author><name>Humanity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329022719583696537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8005956450113705727.post-2927336199654813099</id><published>2008-01-13T00:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T10:22:09.245-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thailand Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Its been some time since i came back from my thailand pilgrimage. Haven't updated anything on the trip yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alot of strange and spiritually stuffs happened during the trip. May sounds too magical or mysterious to majority of the people. So i'm not going to say anything on that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First day, we went to a certain temple in bangkok to find a monk. His name is Su Na and his title is Chao Kun. Chao Kun is a title given to high ranking monks. We couldn't find him at the temple and so we went asking around among the monks. We were told that Chao Kun had left for retreat in the border of thailand, near Cambodia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We arranged a mini van and a monk to visit Chao Kun the next day. It was a long trip.. Took around 4hours plus to reach the temple. Its a nice hut with serene surroundings. Felt so peaceful over there. We had problems communicating with Chao Kun as he only know abit of english and my friend only speak abit of thai. Its hard but most of the questions we managed to get across to him by body language. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He gave us quite a number of items to bring back with us. Statue, amulets, pendants and holy water. He invited us to stay in the temple when we come to thailand again. I think the main purpose is to meditate for a few days. He took our telephone numbers and namecards in order to contact us when he comes to singapore. Very kind and friendly man. I think he is around 70 over years old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day we went to a temple in the outskirt of bangkok. A driver in the hotel took us there. He can speak english pretty well. So we got him to interpret for us. The monk name is Luang Phor Wank. Luang Phor is a title for Teacher or father in thai. Chao Kun is higher than a Luang Phor. This monk knows quite alot of things but couldn't tell us much. I think most probably is because of his ranking. He kept emphasizing that Monks also have their code of conduct. So he cannot say much. In the end, we just walked around the temple and saw the remains of his teacher. Died quite long ago already but his body is still intact. His body didn't rot and was placed in a glass coffin for people to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a person achieved enlightenment, there are a few phenomenon that one could observe. When a body couldn't rot, thats one of the phenomenon. Anyway it was a fruitful and enjoyable trip. We learnt quite alot of things over there.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8005956450113705727-2927336199654813099?l=kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com/feeds/2927336199654813099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8005956450113705727&amp;postID=2927336199654813099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8005956450113705727/posts/default/2927336199654813099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8005956450113705727/posts/default/2927336199654813099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com/2008/01/thailand-trip.html' title='Thailand Trip'/><author><name>Humanity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329022719583696537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8005956450113705727.post-8479655749489081879</id><published>2008-01-11T18:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T10:22:57.851-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Laughing Buddha Quote</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Industriously planting young sprouts in the fields, lower your head and you'll find the skies in the water. One's purity of mind is of utmost importance, a step in retreat is in fact advancement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the quote from Laughing Buddha's book. Or some people may call him Maitreya.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Whatever things happen, just laugh it away.. Tackle hard problems with soft techniques. E.g When Maitreya Buddha was spat on the face from some gangsters, he didn't get angry. He merely just laughed out and walk away. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;This explains the sentence,"A step in retreat is in fact advancement." You have good anger management and have attained a higher level of tolerance. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8005956450113705727-8479655749489081879?l=kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com/feeds/8479655749489081879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8005956450113705727&amp;postID=8479655749489081879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8005956450113705727/posts/default/8479655749489081879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8005956450113705727/posts/default/8479655749489081879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com/2008/01/laughing-buddha-quote.html' title='Laughing Buddha Quote'/><author><name>Humanity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329022719583696537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8005956450113705727.post-4964676199794371182</id><published>2007-12-21T02:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T10:23:11.384-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My birthday just ended.. Its a very different birthday that i had. I was never a loner in my entire life. Always surrounded with friends and buddies. Probably thats why i never like to do things alone. Its just a norm for me. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But i wanted to do something different this year for my birthday. So i decided on my new resolution! I want to do life liberation.. Saving lives on my birthday and setting them free is so much better than eating good food and enjoying myself. In the night, i went to do meditation. What a birthday! Haha. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Just when i wanted to set off to buy my fishes, it starts to rain very heavily. I assume that this is a test for me. Which is more important? Saving lives or avoiding the rain? Of course i chose to embrace the heavy rain and went ahead with saving lives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I went to a small fish shop in Lim Chu Kang. I told the uncle that i wanna buy all the fishes. He said im not allowed to do so... zzzzzzz. So in the end i bought like 10packets of fishes. Each packet contains around 50 fishes. These fishes are used to feed bigger fish rear by people. So if i don't buy them, they will definately be eaten up. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;At least if i set them free in the river, they still stand 50% chance of survivor. That will depends on their karma. Most important thing about life liberation is that you sincerely want the fish or animals to gain freedom and happiness. Its not about the merits that you want to get or the good fortune that you wanna gain. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Remember... If you think of merits, there will be no merits. This sentence sounds difficult.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Let me try to explain this. There is 2 kinds of merits in this world. Let me just name it as Good Merit(Gong De) and Prosperity Merit(Fu De). Good merit is the merit that you can bring it with you into your afterlife. Prosperity merit is the merit that you can only use in this world. This merit will be change into money, happiness and fame and be given to you. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Example, if bill gates donated 10millions to charity and wrote his name on it. The merit will be converted to Prosperity Merit. He will gain fame and recognition. Everybody will talk about him as such a charitable man. Thats what the prosperity merit will give him. Fame and Recognition.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you didnt put your name inside and remain secretive, you will get the Good merit. You donate the money because you really want to help the poor. If your heart really goes out to the poor, why do you need people to recognise your effort and good heart?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So if you think of merits, there will be no merits. Meaning the Good merits will be converted to Prosperity merits to you. In Buddhism terms, we want the Good Merit, not Prosperity Merit. So this explains the sentence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In your afterlife, these Good merits will be used to grade where will you be reborn, If you guys believe in afterlife. Its always good to believe in a religion. At least you are still holding on to a fine thread of string leading to heaven. If one day after you died, you realised that there is really a place called heaven. Its just too late. You didn't hold on to anything. So please believe in a religion. No matter what religion you believe in. All the religions teach you to be good and do good. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For me i chose buddhism as i think the teachings of the Buddha can sasify my questions. I was born as a buddhist, become a christian then a catholic and back to a buddhist. I went a big round to search for my answers. In the end, i finally found my answers.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Remember.. All religion are the same. Don't discriminate other religions that you don't believe in. They are all up there sitting together. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lastly, marry the people... Not the religion.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I will be gone to Bangkok for my pilgrimage. Will be back soon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8005956450113705727-4964676199794371182?l=kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com/feeds/4964676199794371182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8005956450113705727&amp;postID=4964676199794371182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8005956450113705727/posts/default/4964676199794371182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8005956450113705727/posts/default/4964676199794371182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com/2007/12/my-birthday-just-ended.html' title=''/><author><name>Humanity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329022719583696537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8005956450113705727.post-611298651947386261</id><published>2007-12-20T01:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T10:23:30.517-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Story on my birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well.. I just turned 22 years old an hour ago. Although alot of people asked me out to clubs or drinking, i turned all of them down and stayed at home. Pretty sick of all these mundane stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since i have lots of time at home, i think i shall share a story with you guys...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once there lived a wealthy man whose house caught on fire. The rich man was absent from home then and when he came back, he found that his children were so absorbed in playing, had not noticed the fire and were still inside the house. The father screamed," Run away children! Come out of the house! Hurry!" But the children did not heed him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the anxious father shouted again,"Children, i have some wonderful toys here, come out of the house and get them!" Heeding his cry this time, the children ran out of the burning house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This world is a burning house, but the people are unaware that the house is on fire and they are in danger of being burned to death. I hope you guys will understand what this story meant by this world in a burning house. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If a lie ultimately leads you to good end results, this lie should be said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you do alot of things for your friend but your motive is to gain something good from him, you are not doing good. On the surface it might appeared good, but remember heaven have eyes. We should be doing things for deities to see, not just for humans to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me i don't care that much. I do what i deem fit. No matter how biased you can be towards me. So just do whatever things you want, as long the end results is good and will benefit others.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8005956450113705727-611298651947386261?l=kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com/feeds/611298651947386261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8005956450113705727&amp;postID=611298651947386261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8005956450113705727/posts/default/611298651947386261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8005956450113705727/posts/default/611298651947386261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com/2007/12/story-on-my-birthday.html' title='Story on my birthday'/><author><name>Humanity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329022719583696537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8005956450113705727.post-7297316574583311121</id><published>2007-11-27T17:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T10:23:44.597-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;All actions whether good or bad will bear fruit...&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There is no volitional action, no matter how insignificant which is without fruit. As long as an evil deed is not yet ripened, the evil one may perceive his evil deed as sweet as honey. But when it ripens, he will come to grief......&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8005956450113705727-7297316574583311121?l=kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com/feeds/7297316574583311121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8005956450113705727&amp;postID=7297316574583311121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8005956450113705727/posts/default/7297316574583311121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8005956450113705727/posts/default/7297316574583311121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com/2007/11/all-actions-whether-good-or-bad-will.html' title=''/><author><name>Humanity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329022719583696537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8005956450113705727.post-610153684125331096</id><published>2007-11-25T22:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-26T01:06:39.689-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Just my own opinion....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For girls out there, mostly in singapore. They like to look for rich man or hunks to be their husband. Mostly is rich man as they want to live in luxuries and kinda show off to their friends as well.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My advice will be to look out for guys with good morals and values. Its ok that he is not rich at the moment. But i'm sure he will be quite well off in the later part of life. As according to the law of karma. Plant good seeds and you will get good fruits. Heaven will bless him with happiness and things that he needs. So girls, don't always look at the surface.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So what if this guy that you are going to marry is rich? If he doesn't have good morals and values, soon it will be his time that his own bad karma will come and haunt him. Thats why you see alot of rich man getting bankrupt and dying in accident. Behind the scenes, they are doing all the evil and wicked things that we can't see. But when we see the end results, we will know whether he lives a righteous life or a wicked one.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Normally rich man tends to play around with girls behind the wife's back. Would you want to lead such life? Do you like the feeling of your spouse betraying you? Of course i don't mean all the rich men. But i've seen plenty! SO thats why finding a husband or mate with good morals and values is very important.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Always love your husband/wife weakness. All the other strengths and good points will be a bonus for you. If you can't love your mate's weakness, one day you will find it as an eye sore and start to pick on it. Thats when all the quarrels and bickering will come about.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When a couple is starting to know each other, its only human that everybody will show only their good points. But after some time together, don't forget to show or let him/her know your weakness as well. Don't hide till after the wedding.. What if he/she can't accept it? Disaster will happen.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm sure at some point of life, everybody will have the thinking of happily ever after.. Some people will say its bullshit and crap. 1week back, i have a friend who told me that she had once believe in fairytale but had since drop that idea because she felt that humans are very practical. Well.. I do believe in what she said but i still think that fairytale does exist when i saw a couple in their 70s still holding hands walking down the street. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thats why i'm still keeping my hopes up high! My parents are in their 50s and they are still holding hands when we go out together. Its just so lovely to see it. So girls, don't be blinded by the riches and luxury. Handsome and cute faces can't last forever too. One day when his face and muscles become saggy, would you still love him the same? Only thing left unchange will be his character and his heart. So i think a caring husband with good character is a much better choice.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Think about it.. Hope this will help the confused girls out there.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8005956450113705727-610153684125331096?l=kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com/feeds/610153684125331096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8005956450113705727&amp;postID=610153684125331096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8005956450113705727/posts/default/610153684125331096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8005956450113705727/posts/default/610153684125331096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com/2007/11/love.html' title='Love'/><author><name>Humanity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329022719583696537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8005956450113705727.post-1740529623663149956</id><published>2007-11-09T12:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T10:24:12.457-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Amition and contentment</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Buddhism teaches contentment, but people have ambitions in work and also want better lives for their families. How can this be reconciled?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;While it is true that Buddhism considers contentment to be a virtue, it also realizes that everyone may take different paths to attain their own peace and happiness. In such cases, the Buddha would recommend taking the Middle Path.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Not to be too ambitious thay you may cause harm or hurt to others in achieving your ambitions. And also don't be too contented that your own livelihood and family be adversely affected.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8005956450113705727-1740529623663149956?l=kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com/feeds/1740529623663149956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8005956450113705727&amp;postID=1740529623663149956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8005956450113705727/posts/default/1740529623663149956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8005956450113705727/posts/default/1740529623663149956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com/2007/11/amition-and-contentment.html' title='Amition and contentment'/><author><name>Humanity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329022719583696537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8005956450113705727.post-1224980821253737913</id><published>2007-10-31T17:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T10:24:30.880-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Finally, talking about Noble Eightfold Path. Try your best to do on the 8 paths that i'm going to elaborate.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1)&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Right Understanding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To understand and accept the Four Noble Truths.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2)&lt;em&gt;Right Thought&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To cultivate thoughts of generosity, loving-kindness and compassion.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3)&lt;em&gt;Right Speech&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To refrain from lying, slander, harsh words and gossip. To cultivate truthful, peaceful, kin and meaningful speech.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4)&lt;em&gt;Right Actions&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To abstain from killing, stealing and sexual misconduct. To cultivate harmlessness, honesty and faithfulness.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5)&lt;em&gt;Right Livelihood&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To avoid occupations involving killing (of both humans and animals), the sale of animal flesh, the trading of humans, weapons, poisons and intoxicants.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6)&lt;em&gt;Right Effort&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To apply mental discipline to prevent unwholesome thoughts from arising and to dispel unwholesome thoughts that have arisen. To develop wholesome thoughts and to maintain those wholesome thoughts that have arisen.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7)&lt;em&gt;Right Mindfulness&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To be aware of the body, bodily postures and sensations. To be aware of the mind and its thoughts emotions and feelings.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8)&lt;em&gt;Right Concentration&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To practice Samatha or concentration meditation to train the mind to be focused and disciplined.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8005956450113705727-1224980821253737913?l=kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com/feeds/1224980821253737913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8005956450113705727&amp;postID=1224980821253737913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8005956450113705727/posts/default/1224980821253737913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8005956450113705727/posts/default/1224980821253737913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com/2007/10/finally-talking-about-noble-eightfold.html' title=''/><author><name>Humanity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329022719583696537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8005956450113705727.post-2743675898250375400</id><published>2007-10-29T00:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T10:24:46.080-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Four Noble Truth</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today i'm going to talk about The Four Noble Truth. Its upon gaining enlightenment, the Buddha realised this truth. Its very important! Always remember this.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1)&lt;em&gt;All beings are subject to Dukkha.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dukkha is usually translated as suffering but it actually encompasses a wide range of negative feelings including stress, dissatisfaction and physically suffering. Dukkha exists as all beings are subject to illness, separation from loved ones, not getting their desires, aging and death.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2)&lt;em&gt;Dukkha arises from desire and craving.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;All beings crave pleasant sensations and also desire to avoid unpleasant sensations. These sensations can be physical or psychological, and dukkha arises when these desires and cravings are not met.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3)&lt;em&gt;Dukkha can be overcome by the elimination of desire and craving.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nirvana is the state of peace where all greed, hatred and delusion are removed and thereby dukkha have been eradicated.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4)&lt;em&gt;There is a way out of dukkha, which is the Noble Eightfold Path.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dukkha can be reduced, weakened and finally eradicated and Nirvana thereby attained by the following this path as taught by the Buddha.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I will talk about Noble Eightfold Path on my next post. In short, the first Noble Truth is telling us that we are all subjected to sufferings. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Second Noble Truth is telling us that suffering are caused by our own desire and craving. Imagine if you wanted to earn a million dollars but you can't do it, its because of your own desire and craving that you have to feel the stress and unhappiness. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What if you had a million dollars and it was stolen away from you? You will feel sad and angry! That is not true happiness. True happiness should come from your heart. Remember.. Everything in the world is inpermenant! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Third Noble Truth is telling us that all these sufferings can be ended by elimination of desire and craving. But i think that alot of us aren't able to do it. If we are monks, probably it can be done. So for us layman, i think the best way out is to reduce the desire and craving. Remember...&lt;br /&gt;The true antidote to greed is contentment. Be contented and it doesn't matter whether how much money you earned. If you cannot be contented, after your first million you will want your first 10million and after that you will want your first billion. This will never end!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Fourth Noble Truth is telling us that there is a way out of all these suffering. Its by practising Noble Eightfold Path. By practising it, the desire and craving can be reduced, weakened and finally eradicated.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8005956450113705727-2743675898250375400?l=kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com/feeds/2743675898250375400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8005956450113705727&amp;postID=2743675898250375400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8005956450113705727/posts/default/2743675898250375400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8005956450113705727/posts/default/2743675898250375400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com/2007/10/four-noble-truth.html' title='The Four Noble Truth'/><author><name>Humanity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329022719583696537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8005956450113705727.post-2371055730362570321</id><published>2007-10-27T23:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T10:25:08.051-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Can gays and lesbians become Buddhists?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sexual orientation is of no great importance in Buddhism. The Buddha would ask, who is better? A morally upright gay or a crooked and dishonest heterosexual?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To the Buddha, what counts is the morality and virtue of a person and whether or not that person is on the path towards enlightenment.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Therefore, gays and lesbians who lead virtuous lives can most certainly beocme Buddhists!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8005956450113705727-2371055730362570321?l=kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com/feeds/2371055730362570321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8005956450113705727&amp;postID=2371055730362570321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8005956450113705727/posts/default/2371055730362570321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8005956450113705727/posts/default/2371055730362570321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com/2007/10/can-gays-and-lesbians-become-buddhists.html' title=''/><author><name>Humanity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329022719583696537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8005956450113705727.post-3036323178199306167</id><published>2007-10-26T23:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T10:25:25.674-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Next life</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;If we won't know anything about our next life, then why worry about it?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That would be a slightly selfish attitude to take. It would be similar to irresponsible parents who are going to spend everything they have without leaving anything for their children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They won't know for sure what is going to happen to their children either. Responsible parents will do everything they can to ensure the best for their offspring whether they will be around to see the results or not. We should take a similar approach for the being in our next life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a meaningful saying in Buddhism which bears some thinking about:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If you want to know what kind of life you led in your past life, look at your present life. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to know what kind of life you will have in your next life, look at your present life."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8005956450113705727-3036323178199306167?l=kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com/feeds/3036323178199306167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8005956450113705727&amp;postID=3036323178199306167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8005956450113705727/posts/default/3036323178199306167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8005956450113705727/posts/default/3036323178199306167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com/2007/10/next-life.html' title='Next life'/><author><name>Humanity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329022719583696537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8005956450113705727.post-8428713826148878063</id><published>2007-10-25T11:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T10:25:38.746-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Past lives memories</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;If there is rebirth, why don't people remember their past lives?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Memories of past lives lie deep in the subconscious mind. We are usually unable to access these memories because our minds are not clear or disciplined enough. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For example, very few of us can recall what we did on the same day or even just a month ago! However, research has shown that some young children whose minds remain reasonably clear may be able to spontaneously recall their past lives.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There is a true story about a child who can recall his past life and told his parents to bring him to that village. In the village, he can recognize the villagers and call them by their names! If you search on the internet, there will be tonnes of such stories.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Western psychoanalysts are now using methods of hypnotic regression to help patients with psychological problems and some of these patients seems to be able to recall their past lives under such therapy. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monks with highly disciplined minds are able to enter into deep meditative states are also said to be able to recall their past lives. So if you want to know about your past lives, probably you can try to learn meditation. There is lots of benefits other than recalling your past lives. Calming you rmind and attaining wisdom are some of the benefits. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8005956450113705727-8428713826148878063?l=kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com/feeds/8428713826148878063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8005956450113705727&amp;postID=8428713826148878063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8005956450113705727/posts/default/8428713826148878063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8005956450113705727/posts/default/8428713826148878063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com/2007/10/past-lives-memories.html' title='Past lives memories'/><author><name>Humanity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329022719583696537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8005956450113705727.post-1929052118520872891</id><published>2007-10-24T14:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T10:25:51.701-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is it fair?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Alot of people asked me,"If we can't remember anything from our previous lives, is it then fair to suffer in this life for something done wrong in a previous life?"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Keep in mind that karma is not a system of rewards or punishments. It is simply a natural principle that any intentional act will have its corresponding result, when the conditions are right.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Take for example a person who gets drunk, trips and falls into a drain. He breaks his leg and that person may not have any memory of falling and getting hurt. But he is still subject to the painful result of his actions.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As mentioned earlier, karma can also be viewed like the planting of seeds. If you plant an apple seed, an apple tree will grow. If you plant an oak seed, an oak tree will grow. Its just the principle of Cause and Effect.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thus, fairness and memory are not factors in karma and this applies equally to all beings in existence.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8005956450113705727-1929052118520872891?l=kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com/feeds/1929052118520872891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8005956450113705727&amp;postID=1929052118520872891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8005956450113705727/posts/default/1929052118520872891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8005956450113705727/posts/default/1929052118520872891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com/2007/10/is-it-fair.html' title='Is it fair?'/><author><name>Humanity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329022719583696537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8005956450113705727.post-8475214279461113652</id><published>2007-10-23T14:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T10:26:05.392-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Erasing of negative karma</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Many of us will ask," So how do we erase the negative karma that oneself have accumulated?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;According to the principle of Cause and Effect, negative karma cannot be simply be erased off by positive karma. Any act intentionally done will have its consequences in either the near of far future.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Buddha used the analogy of salt in a river to advise us on how to diminish the effects of negative karma. He said that while a tablespoon of salt will make a cup of water very salty, this same tablespoon of salt will have practically no effect on the taste of a river.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Simply put, dilute any negative karma that you may have by accumulating more positive karma.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8005956450113705727-8475214279461113652?l=kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com/feeds/8475214279461113652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8005956450113705727&amp;postID=8475214279461113652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8005956450113705727/posts/default/8475214279461113652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8005956450113705727/posts/default/8475214279461113652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com/2007/10/erasing-of-negative-karma.html' title='Erasing of negative karma'/><author><name>Humanity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329022719583696537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8005956450113705727.post-4060880905356914639</id><published>2007-09-16T21:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T10:26:20.148-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Contentment</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The true antidote to greed is contentment. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you have a strong sense of contentment, it doesn't matter whether you obtain the object of your desire or not. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Either way, you are still content.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8005956450113705727-4060880905356914639?l=kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com/feeds/4060880905356914639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8005956450113705727&amp;postID=4060880905356914639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8005956450113705727/posts/default/4060880905356914639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8005956450113705727/posts/default/4060880905356914639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com/2007/09/contentment.html' title='Contentment'/><author><name>Humanity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329022719583696537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8005956450113705727.post-8854158780408000133</id><published>2007-09-10T21:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T10:26:32.518-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Path to heaven</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What happens to us after this life depends on how we conduct ourselves in this present life.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The path to heaven is not by faith or worship, but by doing good and avoiding evil.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8005956450113705727-8854158780408000133?l=kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com/feeds/8854158780408000133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8005956450113705727&amp;postID=8854158780408000133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8005956450113705727/posts/default/8854158780408000133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8005956450113705727/posts/default/8854158780408000133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com/2007/09/path-to-heaven.html' title='Path to heaven'/><author><name>Humanity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329022719583696537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8005956450113705727.post-5300195770767845573</id><published>2007-09-02T22:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T10:26:51.429-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dana, Sila, Bhavana</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;These are the 3 main ways to practise Buddhism. Dana, Sila &amp;amp; Bhavana&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1)Dana: Practice generosity by helping others&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2)Sila: Cultivate morality by observing the Five PRECEPTS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3)Bhavana: Acquire wisdom through meditation&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today im going to elaborate more on Sila. What is the five precepts that Buddha preach to the world?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1)To abstain from harming or killing any living beings.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2)To abstain from taking what is not given.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3)To abstain from sexual misconduct.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4)To abstain from lying and false speech.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5)To abstain from abusive consumption of intoxicants and drugs.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8005956450113705727-5300195770767845573?l=kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com/feeds/5300195770767845573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8005956450113705727&amp;postID=5300195770767845573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8005956450113705727/posts/default/5300195770767845573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8005956450113705727/posts/default/5300195770767845573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com/2007/09/dana-sila-bhavana.html' title='Dana, Sila, Bhavana'/><author><name>Humanity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329022719583696537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8005956450113705727.post-4679653234016817523</id><published>2007-09-01T09:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T10:27:04.758-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cleansing of the Heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Life consists of two closely interconnected components, the body and the mind, which constantly demand our care and attention. Of these two , mind is said to be of paramount importance for it is the very source of all actions that we do from birth to death.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We are what we think. Therefore, its is crucial that we have the right understanding of our minds and know how to to train them properly.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Apparently, mind is not such a concrete and discernible object like the body, and most people give only marginal concern to their minds, taking more interest in their physical forms and appearances. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The body is well-nourished, kept clean and beautified, while the state of mind is almost totally neglected. The Dharma(Teachings of the Buddha) is nourishment for the mind. It cleanses the mind and makes the mind pleasant and beautiful.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Just as an undernourished body is weak and becomes a seat of disease, a mind starved of Dharma is also weak and becomes a source of problems. Crime, corruption, violence and immoral behavior are some of the symptoms of a mind which is uncared for, uncleansed and unbeautified by the Dharma.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It is therefore important to train our mind and the Best way to do it is through meditation though there are few more ways to do so.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8005956450113705727-4679653234016817523?l=kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com/feeds/4679653234016817523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8005956450113705727&amp;postID=4679653234016817523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8005956450113705727/posts/default/4679653234016817523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8005956450113705727/posts/default/4679653234016817523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com/2007/09/cleansing-of-heart.html' title='Cleansing of the Heart'/><author><name>Humanity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329022719583696537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8005956450113705727.post-6268794286727786005</id><published>2007-08-28T21:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T10:27:19.074-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Symptoms of bad karma</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We average people make many mistakes. If we quiet our mind down and still cannot see the mistakes, it is because our mind is too coarse and we cannot see it. Those people who have accumulated a lot of bad karma or demerit usually show certain symptoms. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The mind is cloudy, forgetful, worrying when there is nothing to worry about and one appears to be very embarrassed when meeting honest and saintly people, appearing to be unhappy when hearing the truth spoken. Sometimes when people give them things, instead of feeling grateful they would actually become very upset or angry. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In their dreams they always have many nightmares and they always complain all the time. These are all the symptoms of someone who has accumulated a lot of bad karma or demerit. When the symptoms appear, one should proceed to repent.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8005956450113705727-6268794286727786005?l=kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com/feeds/6268794286727786005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8005956450113705727&amp;postID=6268794286727786005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8005956450113705727/posts/default/6268794286727786005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8005956450113705727/posts/default/6268794286727786005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com/2007/08/symptoms-of-bad-karma.html' title='Symptoms of bad karma'/><author><name>Humanity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329022719583696537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8005956450113705727.post-8088177323885055085</id><published>2007-08-27T10:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T10:27:40.969-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Karma</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Since i was a young kid, I believe in Karma. Now i strongly believe in Karma. I saw many things to prove the existence of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats karma? Its the universal law that Buddha preached. Meaning Intentional Actions and this refers to what the buddhist belief in the Cause and Effect. In layman terms it can be explain:&lt;br /&gt;A person who has done much good and accumulated alot of positive karma will enjoy a happy life and gravitate towards a Human, or even a Heavenly realm of existence in the next rebirth.&lt;br /&gt;Conversely, someone who has done much bad deeds and accumulated much negative karma may have a life plagued with difficulties and then also be reborn in the Lower realm of existence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The importance of Karma:&lt;br /&gt;Karma is the only possession we really own and which we take with us from life to life.&lt;br /&gt;Every intentional act of the body, speech and mind is like a seed planted that will grow when the conditions are right. Thus as you sow, you shall reap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8005956450113705727-8088177323885055085?l=kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com/feeds/8088177323885055085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8005956450113705727&amp;postID=8088177323885055085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8005956450113705727/posts/default/8088177323885055085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8005956450113705727/posts/default/8088177323885055085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com/2007/08/karma.html' title='Karma'/><author><name>Humanity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329022719583696537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8005956450113705727.post-3559217131975733935</id><published>2007-08-21T21:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T10:27:54.525-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Introduction</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hi all. This will be my first post in this blog. In this blog, i will talk alot on Humanism and probably Buddhism. The way of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just a normal guy few months back until i met this person who taught me alot of things and i would like to share it with everybody. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If you are unable to exchange your happiness for the sufferings of other beings, you will have no hope of attaining buddhahood , or even happiness in this present life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8005956450113705727-3559217131975733935?l=kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com/feeds/3559217131975733935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8005956450113705727&amp;postID=3559217131975733935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8005956450113705727/posts/default/3559217131975733935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8005956450113705727/posts/default/3559217131975733935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kindnesscompassion.blogspot.com/2007/08/introduction.html' title='Introduction'/><author><name>Humanity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18329022719583696537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
