Memories are eternity... (even after you've passed on...)
Memories can never be forgotten... (unless you've lost your memory...)
Memories are sweet... (even if it used to be horrendous...)
I've been spring cleaning ever since Friday. Manz! There are really lots of redundant things which I can discard. Many things are which I've kept since my secondary or even primary school days. Things which I felt hold a sentimental value, thus was worth the keep. But this time round, I suddenly felt that there wasn't a need to retain anything that I won't use. After all, I've already, and will always, keep these memories in my heart. I suddenly realised what it meant by freeing yourself from all things, that you cannot bring these with you after you've passed on. It's true. Look at all those wealthy man... can they bring their riches with them? The answer is no. Everything has to be left behind. And those clearing up their 'mess' for them, will then come to realise how materialistic this person is, or how sentimental this person is. Or even worst! How mysterious this person is. What kind of person do you want to be?
I want to be a mysterious figure. Not because I am selfish and is not willing to share what I have with others, but somebody who helps others and who does not demand to be reciprocated. Of course, if I am it is good news. But when doing a good deed, we must never demand something in return. That defeats the purpose. Totally!
But then again, help within your means. Do not over-exercise or give more than what you cannot afford. Cos' remember, ultimately, you only have yourself to lose to. Nobody will be willing to sacrifice more than what they have for you. Unless, they are talking about giving up their life. Then that's attaining ultimate enlightenment...