Who am I to steal Your magic?
The innocent gleam in Your eye.
To take away wonder would be tragic
And something that I will not deny.
At night You sleep, my heart You keep,
I steal another good night kiss.
In dreams we go our separate ways,
With You my heart will always stay,
It will always be like this.
Originally posted on: https://www.instagram.com/p/B623UvMD1um/?igshid=msxo3o4qvjco
What is the meaning of our existence
If spark that is life is gone in an instant?
Always a focus on a better tomorrow
As a way to escape today’s sorrow.
Look to escape all of this stress
Live in the now of mindfulness.
This life must surely be a dream:
That I am a cog in a machine.
A tool in the workings of an economy,
Connected in the back and front, you see
I am a piece of lubed up machinery.
This cannot be our destiny:
To never walk the path, be free.
The work, the purpose, the pretending,
We grind the gears, never ending.
Refuse to be a tool of evil machinations.
Don’t lose the light despite the condemnation.
Know you will die and know this well:
At times this life might seem like hell.
Before you go, do not regret that
You won’t last, and they’ll forget
Your struggles, sweat and pain endured
And let the malice be so cured.
Published on Instagram 12/6/2019
Interviews are nerve-racking. There are many things to keep in mind and to prepare: research othe company, practice your answers (at least to the questions that you think you can prepare for). Then there is the choice of what clothes to wear. Determining the time you should leave in order to get to the interview site on time.
Am I forgetting anything?
Oh yes, don’t forget to breathe.
Likely you will get a bit nervous. And a little anxious. Aa result you might forget to do one very important thing: You will forget to breathe, which in turn will cause you to get even more anxious (your body needs air 😁).
There are many things that are out of our control. So, breathe, my friend!
Originally posted on LinkedIn: https://www.linkedin.com/posts/artemaltman_interviews-are-nerve-racking-there-are-many-activity-6597105316146495488-kTyo
No words needed. Just the sound of the waves.
As I get older I realize that I will never have another second of my life back. Death does not worry me. It is inevitable that my body should cease it’s function. What scares me is regret and the idea that the light from the candle of my life was dim instead of burning so bright as to illuminate the whole universe.
I do not need any congratulations for being a father. Neither and award or a sentimental ‘Happy Father’s Day’ are a pleasant sound to my ears. It is all so painful to see and hear. Because it is always a work on progress, fatherhood it is not something to be proud of. It is not an end product, but an ever evolving state of being.
Presently fathers do not spend enough time with their children in order for the whole venture to be considered a job. What is accomplished in the miniscule amount of time that is alloted for fatherhood?
Jidu Krishnamurti, a 20th philosopher, had this to say over half-a-century ago:
I think we have to begin observing what actually is going on, the actual fact. We have children and we send them off to school as quickly as possible. We have our own private life independent of the children and we think we love our children and we have really very little relationship with our children. That’s the actual fact – no? So one wonders, as one sees not only in India and the East but also in the West, why we educate children at all. Is it merely to acquire knowledge so that they can earn a livelihood and therefore conform to the pattern of the society which the elder generation have established? Go on, you have to discuss this with me, please. The elder generation is responsible for the total mess the world is in. Right? Not only the parents but the grandparents and the great-great-great-great grandparents. And do we educate the children to conform to the pattern which the older generation have established? That’s one point. And actually what is going on in the world – the parents have very little time with their children. They have their offices, their factories, and the mother and the father have to earn more because the society, the expansive society: buy more and more and more. So the parents have very little time with their children and so they are sent off to schools as quickly as possible. These are all facts. And when they come home, the children, the parents are tired, and fortunately or unfortunately there is the television and the children are put in front of it and for god’s sake don’t bother me because I am tired. Right?
We are not born in order to live in comfort, to spend all of our days sleeping comfortably while enveloped in the warmth of our feathery beds. What a bore life would be if all we had are luxuries and security. What makes people so special as to think that we should get all that we want?
What is the purpose of our being if not to realize how far we can go in life. I am not just talking about thrill-seeking pursuits. We can go ptetty far in the matters of the heart and mind. What do mean when we say that we want success? A brand new shiny car? A big house? A different kind of marker that declares to the world: I made it! By chasing external dictates we suffocate our internal drive to self-actualization. Not everyone can achieve an equal measure of success. But an individual can and should define what success truly means deep down in the heart.
What makes the time allotted to us worthwhile is not having an easy road to travel on. It is the ability to acquire the strength to endure and persevere in order to see what we are ultimately are capable of.