Bismilah
There is a Chinese curse that says may you live in interesting times. Those who know me will know that I do in fact consider myself as an occupier of those interesting hostels that the Chinese shaman might have been referring to when he strung the heavy chains that carried that curse. Not to be misunderstood, I am not cursed contrary to that I am quite fortunate and blessed. However the weight of those words when I fist came across them did have quite an effect on me. I remember that it was at this talk a while ago, well when exactly and what it was about escapes me but the Chinese curse thankfully remains with me. It made me think of how I thought my life was boring and uneventful you know that whole babble of how I should appreciate what I have and not ask for burdens that are not mine, the constant be grateful. Well I do believe now that I look at my life from the perspective of eventfulness being a curse I think that it is quite interesting and eventful in its own right. I do not however agree with all that Chinese wisdom passed down from generation to generation completely. I take part of and the part I take I dilute (homoeopathically). This is because even though my life is quite eventful, my events are the source of my strengths and joys they are my experiences, the savoury bits in life.
And what the hell... they do beat boredom.....
Peace, poetry, prosperity and splashing....
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