Freitag, 25. Januar 2013

our identity

imo, there are three hardest question in life: who am I, what am I for/what is my purpose, and where am I going after my life is over.

feels like those three are never going to be answered. hahahaha. many people are looking for the answers; mostly the youth. teenagers look for their identity. some of them feel that they're on identity crisis.

who am I
really, who am I? some say, "I am me. I'm God's limited edition. I may be ordinary but my life is extraordinary." is it enough for you? are you satisfied with the answer? guess not. so, who am I? who are we? are we only humans who stay in this world? we are small for God. we are definitely nothing. "who am I" is definitely a simple question, yet it is one without a simple answer. I'm many things; I'm one thing. but I'm not a thing that is just lying somewhere. I'm much more than that. I'm a living-breathing thing; does living and breathing show that I'm really alive?
it's still hard for us to define who we are. every time is the right time to know ourselves more. yep, it's right, we actually don't even know ourselves. try to know more about yourself in every way, any time. when you think that knowing yourself more is raising your feeling of fragility, don't discover who you are (what is buried beneath) but but on facilitating the emergence of what you'd like to experience.

what am I for/what is my purpose
I believe we're all here for a reason and that we all have significance in this world. but instead of answering the question, people choose to lay it aside and and think of it as one of the greatest mysteries in life. we're fail to recognize that we're running out of time. we often look at our past as it was only yesterday. many regret about the mistakes we have committed and decisions they should have made. we satisfied our cravings and desires by thinking "you want it now, don't you? so get it!". but are we satisfied now? personally, I'm not. I still feel there's a deep hole inside me, something is shouting, "I still haven't found what I'm looking for" (LOL yes it's U2's song). thankfully, though, I feel I'm not without hope.
so, what am I for? what is my purpose? why am I here?  maybe by grabbing a paper and a pen to write any answer that pops into our head for the question 'what is my true purpose in life' will help. try to do it until you stop, can't think, and finally you cry. then realize all the things you have done, you're doing, and you'll do. maybe it helps to know what our purpose is.
remember, there are three pillars of purpose: passion (what we love so much that we would pay to do it, every day, for the rest of our life), service (how we can extend a helping hand to the world), excellence (what we are truly great at), and knowing our purpose won't be an instant one. try to enjoy the process as it takes time to develop a deep sense of self-awareness.

where am I going after my life is over
are we going to heaven or hell? what does heaven look like? how about hell? what if heaven and hell never exist?
let's not talk about certain religions or beliefs, but I believe that karma exists. what happens to my life today is the result of things I did in my previous life. what goes around, comes around; circle of life.
we're not going anywhere before we're judged by our past; what we did. each of our action in this life, whether good or evil, we're the one who will experience it back; all beings inherit his own karma. and there's no way one can avoid his own karma.

karma is infinity

there's no instant way to understand these questions completely. as the time goes by, I hope you'll be more mature and wise enough to do things in life. we're not perfect, and it's hard to be perfect, so just accept and enjoy your imperfections; because for those imperfections, there are always people who don't really care about it. there's no need to think of thing(s) that aren't necessarily occur.

“How terribly sad it was that people are made in such a way that they get used to something as extraordinary as living.” -Jostein Gaarder (The Solitaire Mystery, 1990)


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