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Wlogging at Dunkin Donuts

2007.03.04.20.54 · 1 comment

I just saw Saw III with Vie at the Orchid Mall and she’s hanging out with her girlfriends now. So I thought I’d wait here at Dunkin Donuts for a while surfing the web. Sitting here alone with my laptop I realized that there’s something different about me since last time I did this. My hair is shorter now, and I have an ethnic silver ring around my forefinger. I don’t slouch as much anymore and the screen of my laptop is brighter. There isn’t coffee on the table. I have a wristwatch. Lol. I actually have some control over the course of my life now, and it feels great.

Saw III was stupid smart.  Bali was great (yea I know it’s been weeks since I went and promised to tell about my trip).  I basically took a break from work with Vie for a week.  We didn’t do much but lie on the beach and eat and drink cheap expensive meals.  It’s great to have money in the bank and a business that runs smoothly.

I mentioned about the search of energy.  It was basically my search for God.  Scientists call it energy, I call it God.  And I found that the answer to getting what you want is simple, ask for it.  Just like water, how good it is for the body and everything but no one just drinks enough of it everyday, getting what we want is also that simple but no one actually bothers to ask anymore because they just don’t believe.

I retired my iBook on the 1st and let Vie use it for her blogging.  In place of it I bought me a MacBook Black, hence the brighter laptop screen!  ;-)   The wristwatch is a Valentine’s gift from Vie and the silver ring is something I picked up in Bali when we were walking down Poppy Lane.

It’s wonderful being a Mac user, although sometimes I suffer from the differences when Winfuck users try to inflict agony in my computing life.  For example I can’t attach images when emailing my clients or they’ll get it embedded.  There is no Picasa, but thanks to CrossOver there is Picasa.  Lol.  So basically I don’t have any problems with it but everyone else seem to.  Jess was here with her boyfriend yesterday and she talked about how she hated the Dock so much because she couldn’t get it to do what she wants properly.  Then I taught her and she began to understand.

I know this post is all over the place, but I guess in life you just gotta keep an open mind.  Even when something seems so absurd or even demented, there’s no wrong in trying to comprehend it first.  There’s usually a good reason why things are a certain way instead of your way.  When you make peace with life and everything around you, you can get anything you want, because life is more beautiful that way.

Oh by the way, I didn’t eat any donuts.  Maybe next time.

Law of Attraction

2007.02.05.00.00 · 7 comments

The Secret, the Universe, Energy, you name it. Does it really work?

Two months ago Vie was worried about money and she was thinking about getting a day job to help out with our finances. I told her the story of Moses, when he had to take the Israelites out of Egypt, how they had to go through the dessert eating manna everyday before they can reach the promised land. The moral of the story was that life will be hard if you want something bigger. You have to work hard and persevere through the hardship. Yeah you won’t eat steak like you did in Egypt (or you won’t enjoy the cozy environment of your old office cubicle, the friends at work, etc), so fucking what? You’re doing something bigger now. Anyway, I told her that January will in fact be tough, and that if she stuck with me (doing our work) throughout January I promised her that February would be good. Heh.. February will be great! Now I didn’t know shit when I said that, I didn’t know how February would be good but in my mind it just has to be good. We had no choice. Either February would be good like I said it would be or one of us would have to get a day job to fill in our expenses.

Guess what?

It’s February and we made about triple what we normally make in a month. Crazy huh? Then Lee came out of nowhere with the Secret and whether you believe it or not I tell you it works. Now I’m a Christian and I believe in God and all that, so the way I get it is that God probably created the law of attraction as a mean to control the universe. Other people might believe in the law of attraction as something purely cosmic but I choose to believe that it’s part of God’s divine work. But whatever, it doesn’t matter what you believe I guess, it only matters that it works.

Lee channeled his thoughts on a 5 pounder the other day and he was standing in line for a burger and the lady in front of him took out a 5 pounder out of her purse, then he looked back and the gentleman behind him was holding yet another 5 pounder in his hand. LOL. He also has been struggling with finding a job for months – and the moment he channeled his thoughts on a job the phone rang and it was the job agency, he now has a great job (or stepping stone as we like to call it) and he’s well on his way up again.

I somehow need to work on my believe system, I haven’t had much faith in anything lately but the fact that February is really awesome made me believe again. It was the law of attraction at work even before I knew anything about it. Now I just gotta focus on making ten grand a month (it’s not greed LOL believe me I have tons of urgent needs) then I would be able to solve most of my problems and help a lot of people around me.

Do you believe?

Why Wonder Why

2006.08.27.05.43 · 8 comments

It’s funny when you’re finally starting to get what you want you start to wonder why. Why now, why this, why that, why me? Well at least I do. Maybe I’m a thinker, or maybe I just worry too much. All these time living a fucked up life maybe all these good stuff are just to good to be true? Maybe I’m dreaming? Or perhaps, it’s the alcohol again. Damn.

I just got home from Budhi’s place. It’s 5am here. We had a few shots of Chivas. Dee was there too, no girls though (I’m trying to behave). I miss someone.

I’m talking to Alex on MSN now. We need to get business running again. Two months of lazying around, I think that’s enough break even for people like Donald Trump.

Ok I’m out, I hope you guys liked Selvie as much as I did do! ;-)

I’m getting to the point where I make a little more than enough money than I can spend on my own and I’m starting to feel guilty everytime I start spending it. It’s not as half much as you may think it is, but if I were to spend it all here I’d really be living a comfortable life (as compared to my previous living standards). Instead I started giving, and saving some. So what’s my problem? For starters if I had just enough to live comfortably then I wouldn’t feel so guilty about it. And if I made about twice what I make now I can actually fly my ass back to Pasadena and settle down. The problem is I’m stuck in between and I can’t foresee how long it will take before I can step into the next level. There are people starving around here you know. But you can’t really save everyone, not especially when you don’t have the first clue on how to save yourself. Anyway I’ve been thinking about investing my few hundred dollars. Any suggestions?

What Money Can(‘t) Buy

2006.07.04.12.18 · 2 comments

If When my plans work out in two years I’ll probably have more money than I know what to do with, so I’ve started a journey to learn as much as I can about money. It wasn’t a fun journey because most of the facts I found about money end up with greed and the hunger for more. That is the last thing I want in life. I want money so I can be generous, so I can be free and share that freedom with others, not to build up self gratifying wealth. So I was lost again.

Then I found this website, SwissCash Financial Facility and when I read their About Page it all started to become clear to me:

I don’t know if I have discovered the meaning of life, but I have learned a great deal about what money can and cannot do. And it can do a lot. Your money will work for you, and you will always have enough — more than enough — when you give it energy, time, and understanding. I have come to think that money is very much like a person, and it will respond when you treat it as you would a cherished friend — never fearing it, pushing it away, pretending it doesn’t exist, or turning away from its needs, never clutching it so hard that it hurts. Sometimes it’s fatter, sometimes it’s skinnier, and sometimes it doesn’t feel so good and needs special nurturing. But if you tend it like the living entity it is, then it will flourish, grow, and take care of you for as long as you need it, and look after the loved ones you left behind.

Treat it like a person. I always hated that idea. In fact the reason I want to have so much money in life is to make it disappear, so I don’t ever have to worry about it anymore. But then I guess I forgot that when anyone has that much money the last thing he’ll rid himself of are his worries. With more money you’ll have more worries. Sometimes I wonder if I should just hike into the jungle and never come back. Live a simple life with the monkeys and find my freedom in solitude. But no, because this guy (whoever he is that wrote that About Page) gave me my reason and helped me find my peace with money.

When it comes to money, freedom starts to happen when what you do, think, and say are one. You’ll never be free if you say that you have more than enough but act as if you don’t and think you don’t. You’ll never be free if you think you don’t have enough then act as if and say you do. You will have enough when you believe you do and take the actions to express that belief. And you’ll have more than enough when you realize that you can be rich with any income because you are more than your money, you are more than your job or title, than the car you drive or the clothing you wear. Your own power and worth are not judged by what money can sell and what money can buy; true freedom cannot be bought or sold at any price. True freedom, true wealth, is that which can never be lost.

Money money money. Let me get my 500 bucks out of my closet so I can make friends with it. Freedom is a bitch, huh?