:: Living the Singaporeajean dream ::
It has always been this case.
About forming perspectives on the way to live.
First of all, I would form some basic assumptions.
Then I would set the rules.
Fitness is important, so I would gym hard and run regularly. As fit as I could. Gold for IPPT is a must.
Wealth is important, so I would work hard and save consistently. And investments too.
Family is important, so I would arrange to meet my family. Tutor for brother. Insurance for mom.
Friends are important, so I would meet and have as many friends as I could. Physical, virtual and random ones.
Health is important, so I would take multivitamins and avoid trans fat. Coke lite as the main liquid.
Love is important, so I would commit as many years as I could to my only love.
Sex is important, so I would make it a regular activity, and learn how to improve on it.
The list goes on.
As days go by, the perspectives, the assumptions, the rules do disintegrate.
It occured to me that more is not necessarily the merrier, and what's important to me
Must be deemed important to me and not merely the result of the influence by what the
Hoi polloi deem important as they in turn get influenced by media, fashion, and the current thinking.
There is some wisdom in current thinking, methinks, but
One should think about the current thinking and draw one's necessary conclusions.
It is way too easy to follow the crowd.
I'm drinking a Soy latte
I get a double shot
It goes right through my body
And you know
I'm satisfied,
I drive my mini cooper
And I'm feeling super-dooper
Yo they tell I'm a trooper
And you know I'm satisfied
I do yoga and pilates
And the room is full of hotties
So I'm checking out the bodies
And you know I'm satisfied
I'm digging on the isotopes
This metaphysic's shit is dope
And if all this can give me hope
You know I'm satisfied
I got a lawyer and a manager
An agent and a chef
Three nannies, an assistant
And a driver and a jet
A trainer and a butler
And a bodyguard or five
A gardener and a stylist
Do you think I'm satisfied?
So what if one's fit, sexy, owns three mansions and the adulation of countless devotees?
If one's not able to be happy with whatever one possesses,
One's not going to be happy no matter what rules and assumptions one enforces.
How can one be satisfied?
By being; yet the simplest answer is often to most difficult to comprehend.