Dear professor, we've met !

2005/4/26

" Dear Professor :

How are you ? I'm not pretty sure if you still remember me, but we've met last Friday on a meeting held for the General Knowledge Courses in NTU.

Well, I should have been studying for the exam at the moment, but thinking maybe I could writing you an E-mail, since I've thought about it for days *smile*. Having someone to share with my life and personal perspectives is always a bliss to me . I may be like a chatterbox from the outside, however I kindda like to immerse myself in writinting something, 'cause the most enchanted lies in the time spent for one to be "with" him/her-self , not just time" on his/her own." And that's also one of the Philosophy for life.

Uni. is indeed a whole new start, and I've been learning from the ups and downs a lot. Tracing back to the freshman year, and then the sophomore, till now I'm already in my junior year which soon will be followed by the senior year in less than half an year. Each semester I usually set some goals... such as listening to the inner voice , getting myself fixed in the position for being a Uni student....goals for getting beyond myself, and never acting just to beat others. Everything seems to make quite much sense , no matter I'd been "wondering " for the first year till I realized what I've got when I got elder. But at this semester, life's like being cut into pieces which disperse everywhere at each time point , however, I just can't explain the reason why they ever existed . Having had watched a movie recently, and the quots really pondered me over some new understandings......

" Do you ever read the Sunday comics...the comic page ? When I was a little kid, I use to put my face right up to them, ya know, and I was just amazed, it was just these massive dots. I think life is like that sometimes. But, I like to think that from God's perspective, life, everything, even this...makes sense. It's not just dots. Instead, we're all, we're all connected, and it's beautiful and it's funny, and it's good. From this close, we can't expect it to make sense right now."

---- Steve Sandvoss in "Latter Days"

I do believe all these dots would make sense, though I don't know what it is from this close. Well, sooner or later, I'm gonna find it out .


It's interesting that having a cup of coffee with one of the the most familiar teachers I know for several times , I finally got what he's always talking about...."keep complaining! " Usually we sit dowm and have a cup of coffee, and for the rest of the time, we just complain to each other about what's happening around us. Good way to think life through as I always cherish these comfortable moments. And that's also where I construct new motivations so I can proceed without hesitation.

So at the end of this letter, I must say thank you for reading the "complaint ." Having you to share must be a gift from God. Though I don't have any religion , however, I mean it from the bottom of my heart.

Guess I'll stop here, and again, thank you and hope you don't mind receiving my E-mails from time to time.



Best regards,

yours sincerely ,

Jane "

No start is good start !

I say this because usually I classify starts as " good starts" and " bad starts." However, I'm currently ruling this out. The reason is simple, good starts require good moments but I don't want to wait for the "perfect moment" to get a good start all the time, what's so good about it if it's never gonna happen ? So I decided it won't be too bad an idea to make a start with counting the prime numbers from 1,2,3,5.....and see how far I can get and I clear my mind and then figure out what each start should be like so I can follow the start and put eveything in the right position. "I think prime numbers are like life. They are very logical but you could never work out the rules, even if you spent all your time thinking about them." So what I do now is simply put everything into action, leaving all the right and wrongs and I shall get to the point of what the bloody mess I'm trying to solve...well, sooner or later I'll know.

Heaven ruled by reason

" To believe in paradise is easy but imagining it is not. Poets and prophets have had to show us the way. Buddha proffered enlightement, an existence without suffering. The Vikings dreamed up Valhalla, a hall of dead heros battling by day and feasting by night for eternity. Dante famously described a heaven ruled by reason, while the writer Jorge Luis Borges confided, " I have always imagined that paradise will be a kind of library." The list goes on, with each paradise based on different conceptions of God, reality, salvation and delight. How to disentangle a concept that is so personal and at the same time so universal? The memory of your first kiss, a sip of coconut milk on an infernal summer afternoon, the grasping hand of your newborn child : these are moments we all would have stretched to eternity. As the stories in this fifth edition of Time's annual Asian Journey issue demonstrate, the continent is home to patches of ealy paradise, signposts to a fulfilling afterlife, remnants of a world we have lost. There are not mere destinations. Paradise can be an ideal, a state of being, a discovery - a candle lit in the darkness.

Nirvana, as its core, is nonphysical. Perhaps the closest we can ever get to touching paradise is to reach for it. Something deeply ingrained in mankind drives us to that quest.

To say anything more would be a stretch, anything less, inhuman. "


- by Sho Spaeth , Time