Very interesting. Only one of those jobs in the list that I think it is fun is to be a DJ. But I know the most fun job for me is to count the money and watch my investment growing up ^_^. Oh I forget and to travel all around the word.
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10:56 PM
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Death is the only disease that has plagued the mankind since our life on earth has begun, no one can defeat it even the brightest mind in the world or gods themselves. All cultures are evolved from a fear of death.
However, it is around 2500 years ago that this absolute human being has taught us to realize that death is a fact of life like the sun rises in the East and sets in the West. The Buddha has reminded us not to be afraid of death if we have fulfilled our life with utmost attempt to help other people but to be afraid of living in hell while we are still alive.
I often think about my own death. Not to make my life more miserable but to make me enjoy my time more. Not to discourage myself but to encourage myself to do something I always want to do because time is running out. Death reminds me of my temporary existence in this beautiful world and raises questions if all my demon inside to stay above water by stepping on other people is worth it, if my human nature of selfishness, narrow-minded, negativity and greed will haunt me when my death is appearing in front of my eyes.
Life that we are all taking for granted and believing that death go linear with age, as the matter of fact; death can take us away anytime.
But separation is suffering. I can feel the pain from my best friend and his mother when his dad just passed away this afternoon from the accident. I can feel the pain. It is like one of my own family member just passed away. I might have thousands words to comfort him and his mom but to be silent and offering whatever I can do might be the best.
I was in tears when he told me about his father first near death experience when my friend was young. When his dad was in a coma, in his dream he heard someone asking him if he wanted to go with him. He said no because he had promised his only son a college education and he had to fulfill his promise. Then he woke up.
My friend cried and I told him to cry as much as he wanted but he had no reason to regret. He has left everything and taken care of his sick dad for 6 months before he died. Now it is time for him to stand up, take responsibility and be strong for his mom.
I do not want him to regret when the time for his mom comes.
Death is hard to comprehend. Only think of my mom’s death, it is too unbearable for me. However, death might be just a temporary separation. Like Titch Nut Hun says death is the new beginning. The tree that looks dead in winter will present its life again in spring. Same as life, we have the intent live behind those physical appearances that one day they will all fade away but it will come back again as a new tree when the time is right.
We are all in this suffering world together. But if we learn how to accept the fact of life and do not try to hold on to anything, life would be much easier.
Before I close this entry, I’d like to put the story of a mother who lost her son and went to see the Buddha. I used to put this story before. I love this story very much because it shows the great wisdom of the Buddha and the fact of life.
In the time of the Buddha, a woman named Kisagotami suffered the death of her only child. Unable to accept it, she ran from person to person, seeking a medicine to restore her child to life. The Buddha was said to have such a medicine.
Kisagotami went to the Buddha, paid homage, and asked, “Can you make a medicine that will restore my child?”
“I know of such a medicine,” the Buddha replied. “But in order to make it, I must have certain ingredients.”
Relieved, the woman asked, “What ingredients do you require?”
“Bring me a handful of mustard seed,” said the Buddha.
The woman promised to procure it for him, but as she was leaving, he added, “I require the mustard seed be taken from a household where no child, spouse, parent, or servant has died.”
The woman agreed and began going from house to house in search of the mustard seed. At each house the people agreed to give her the seed, but when she asked them if anyone had died in that household, she could find no home where death had not visited- in one house a daughter, in another a servant, in others a husband or parent had died. Kisagotami was not able to find a home free from the suffering of death. Seeing she was not alone in her grief, the mother leg go of her child’s lifeless body and returned to the Buddha, who said with great compassion, “You thought that you alone had lost a son; the law of death is that among all living creatures there is no permanence.”
Tae Athikomvittaya
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12:54 AM
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Finally I am back to
But I go to the Alegria party anyway. I cannot believe that I dance from
Anyway, I have put the photo I took from
I will update my blog more often from now on…
Tae
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11:05 AM
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