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Thursday, July 31, 2008 Y 5:07 PM


was feeling SO free so decided to clear my emails... deleted few hundreds of them.. phew... gonna continue tomolo... tons of junk mails... tired of clicking... while clearin stumble onto an email sent by a "fren" quite some time ago... found it "quite meaningful" so decided to post it here.. if u ppl hab received or read b4, maybe can read it again...........


One day I decided to quit...

I quit my job, my relationship, my spirituality...

I wanted to quit my life.

I went to the woods to have one last talk.

I said. "Can you give me one good reason not to quit?"

His answer surprised me...

"Look around", He said. "Do you see the fern and the bamboo?"

"Yes", I replied.

"When I planted the fern and the bamboo seeds, I took very good care of them. I gave them light. I gave them water.

The fern quickly grew from the earth. Its brilliant green covered the floor. Yet nothing came from the bamboo seed.

But I did not quit on the bamboo. In the second year the Fern grew more vibrant and plentiful.

And again, nothing came from the bamboo seed. But I did not quit on the bamboo. He said.

"In year three there was still nothing from the bamboo seed. But I would not quit.

In year four, again, there was nothing from the bamboo see.

I would not quit." He said.

"Then in the fifth year a tiny sprout emerged from the earth.

Compared to the fern it was seemingly small and insignificant...But just 6 months later the bamboo rose to over

100 feet tall.

It had spent the five years growing roots. Those roots made it strong and gave it what it needed to survive.

I would not give any of my creations a challenge it could not handle."

He said to me. "Did you know, my child, that all this time you have been struggling, you have actually been

growing roots?"

"I would not quit on the bamboo n I will never quit on you."

"Don't compare yourself to others." He said. "The bamboo had a different purpose than the fern. Yet they both make

the forest beautiful."

"Your time will come", God said to me. "You will rise high"

"How high should I rise?" I asked.

"How high will the bamboo rise?" He asked in return.

"As high as it can?" I questioned.

"Yes." He said, "Give me glory by rising as high as you can."

I left the forest and bring back this story.

"When we have our thought very high,
Even the fate will fear to cast its shadow near by!!!






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Ppl call me LaoYing
Used to be a Jie in AK
BUT is 100% male!
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Past Time Activity

Sleeping, Photography, Listening to music, KTVing, Playing wif my not so cheap toys....

Desires

- A FF Dslr...
- A ReD band lens...
- A Sheltie...
- A ride of my own...
- More Care for N from frens....
- All to stay worries free n healthy...

Words Could Kill

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May lead into Unnecessary Misunderstanding




My Rubbish Thoughts

Is everybody going crazy?
Is anybody gonna save me?
Can anybody tell me what's going on?
Tell me what's going on
If you open your eyes
You'll see that something is wrong

I guess things are not how
they used to be
There's no more normal families
Parents act like enemies
Making kids feel like it's World War III

No one cares, no one's there
I guess we're all just too damn busy
And money's our first priority
It doesn't make sense to me

Tell me what's wrong with society
When everywhere I look I see
Rich guys driving big SUV's
While kids are starving in the streets
No one cares
No one likes to share
I guess life's unfair



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