There's some kind of subconscious reality between sleep and being awake, your dreams define who you are. The kind of thoughts and questions that generally bombard your mind throughout the day are logically going to be carried into your sleep. And they might offer quite a juxtaposed stance on what you originally arrived at. Maybe it's just our brain's way of forcing us to see problems from another angle; another perspective. Maybe as humans we're just too adamant about what we think. It's pride that's the fall of man.
It's gonna be Christmas! Haha. I need to start listening to Christmas stuff, and get more Christmas stuff at that too. Presents, cards, Orchard, Borders, oolala. There's just something about the season that just plunges you into a pseudo happiness. Then pseudo happiness somehow becomes real happiness. It's a waterfall kind of thing, just that the water goes up instead of down.
Cafe on Saturday was somewhat of a debate. Cafe at the Edge collects all cans that all Edgers drink so that we can give them to old aunties and uncles who rummage through rubbish dumps to collect drink cans and cardboards. Previously, we used to drive the huge bag of cans to Toa Payoh to give them to this specific group of people. But today there was this Aunty rummaging right there and then after Edge at our rubbish dump. So I was arguing that we should give it to her, after all the Toa Payoh people were always there.
Then it really touched to the real issue. We, as humans, why do we do charity? Is it for ourselves? To feel good? To know that I've done my part? Or is it really for the needy? That they need us so much we're helping them?
Think about it.
It's gonna be Christmas! Haha. I need to start listening to Christmas stuff, and get more Christmas stuff at that too. Presents, cards, Orchard, Borders, oolala. There's just something about the season that just plunges you into a pseudo happiness. Then pseudo happiness somehow becomes real happiness. It's a waterfall kind of thing, just that the water goes up instead of down.
Cafe on Saturday was somewhat of a debate. Cafe at the Edge collects all cans that all Edgers drink so that we can give them to old aunties and uncles who rummage through rubbish dumps to collect drink cans and cardboards. Previously, we used to drive the huge bag of cans to Toa Payoh to give them to this specific group of people. But today there was this Aunty rummaging right there and then after Edge at our rubbish dump. So I was arguing that we should give it to her, after all the Toa Payoh people were always there.
Then it really touched to the real issue. We, as humans, why do we do charity? Is it for ourselves? To feel good? To know that I've done my part? Or is it really for the needy? That they need us so much we're helping them?
Think about it.
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