Aspiration...(26/6)

Everyone has one's aspiration, not necessarily lasting until this point of time, but at least once upon a time. An aspirartion can be an imagination of the projection of the self to an unknown future... This can be something fancy, or simply a wish to get a living in one's limited duration of life. From the past to the future, the same logic applies, with no exception. This aspiration, when developed, probably during a childhood or a time with dreams, is much influenced by the people and environment of the self. There is a tradition in our era of primary school study to write about our own aspirations, much like an attempt to anticipate our future and our role to the community or society, grandly speaking. This is a dream to a child, a dream that can remain only a dream perhaps. Sometimes this paths one's life and direction to the pursuit of a destinated goal, be it successful or not. Then, we have our life, and we live for the designed roadmap...

I have mine, I guess, but I have never had a clear map for myself, from the time I started to recognise that I would need one. Much activated by the surrounding environment, I feel like lacking a bit of stimulus or passion to the moon I am chasing. Something appears to have been worsen day after day. With my other works on the study of a sentimental barrier to the ages of post-25, people usually get lost. A lost that need not be tray-able again...tragic moment of deja-vu. Gosh!

So what is the next day for you and me? A sunny day or a glory day? A sad one or a routine one? Is a day seized by our own? Can we still say that we have our own 'Carpe Diem'?? Well, sad to say, sometimes we do have problems in transiting further to our Chapter N+1 of our own "One Life"! At least, I feel puzzled on my own.

A decisive move calls for a determination of win or lose, together with regrets, perhaps...

I oblige to the motif of Dynamism, or Change Management to my life. A change means a reflection to the projected time that I can think about...or experience more. Some people believe in Palm Theory to forecast their future and their palmy roadmap till their last days. I look at mine with curiosity. I doubt...what is the next crossroad I have to get it through? This is a hard question to be answered.

I encounter a moment of life and death today. A sad news. A cowardness to set back to my fading memory only. I talked to a friends weeks ago about death. Where will we go? What will we become? Are we still "alive"? Will there be some transformed us after death? Philosophers in our history used to give their answer to the query...no one can prove it live. But, the impact of a death can sometimes be fatal...not necessarily to be physical self but the ego under the deep heart, or memory.

"Hello!", can I hear myself? Where am I going? This is always the question I need to ask to ensure my existence. Gregor in Metamorphorsis did the same...

We stop when we want to stop, but sometimes when things are out of control, we got fear. This is why people are afraid of height or darkness. This is psychology too.

The world accommodates quite many successful people. These people tell others their role during their times. Some people want to change the world they think the world should go. We have leaders, we have "attempters", we have experiments ongoing everyday. When I look at the society in Hong Kong, our generation, we are mold by the environment, we are foamed by the system owners...we don't have much sense to the world. we follow, we invent in the circle but we are still a group to be addictedly loved...we need some visions, and we need not just attitude. Looking at a recent feature of the National Geographics, do feel a bit the passion of these "Emerging Explorers" (check out http://www.nationalgeographic.com/emerging/index.html). They are characters not necessarily exist only in Hollywood films or fictions...they are the life-executors spending their life in a way they determine to do. How about us?

One day, we shall die. Before we die, will we have fear? Will we regret? We doubt, but then, will we act? Can we act?

I wish you have peace and love... we have memories as always.