Man begins in zoology
He is the saddest animal
He drives a big red car
Called anxiety
He dreams at night
Of riding all the elevators
Lost in the halls
He never finds the right door.

Man is the saddest animal
A flake eater in the morning
A milk drinker
He fills his skin with coffee
And loses patience
With the rest of his species
He draws his sin on the wall
On all the ads in all the subways.

He draws moustaches
On all the woman
Because he cannot find his joy
Except in zoology
Whenever he goes to the phone
To call joy
He gets the wrong number
Therefore he likes weapons.

He knows all guns
by their right name
He drives a big, black Cadillac
Called death.
Now he is putting
Anxiety into space.
He flys his worries
All around Venus
But it does him no good.


In space, where for a long time
there was only emptiness
He drives a big white globe
Called death.
Now, dear children, you've learned
The first lesson about man.
Answer your test:

Man is the saddest animal
He begins in zoology
And gets lost
In his own bad news.

First Lesson About Man by Thomas Merton

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Sunday, March 6, 2011

I saw too many choices, and cannot pick a single one. I pursued those chances, stick myself to a lot of things, and in the end, only to find them disintegrate myself.

should I do internship, or summer research?
should I focus on my study, so I could have a scholarship and pursue my study, or start building up my resume?
will I like it in industrial workplace? or should I just be a researcher?

I still cannot decide on these things. I am still not sure of my capability either in doing research or working. These really stress me up. I am year 2 already and still have not found out what I am going to do. I imagined one day in the future, I meet my working friends with great pay and my researcher friends doing cool projects, while I am XXXXX, not sure what I will be in the future. I worry about how much money will I have, worry about being a failure in life and I am not helping myself cos worrying does not help me to study, to work well. And I know that I need to set up my mind in order to get out of this vicious cycle.

Sometimes it is better not to have any choices. So, today, I have finally decided. Since I am stuck here in Physics Department, due to my "infatuation" to Physics during my high school years (and that happened when I have no other choices, too), it is the cost of my narrow-mindedness, I know, but thanks to religion, I could believe that God is behind all these things, that nothing would ever happen without God concurring it.

Despite everything, many things that make me unworthy to be a good Physics student....

... I will be a good Physics undergraduate, as what I am called to do now.

So that's my only choice right now.

seduce me, Physics. ;b

By today, I have finally finished all my mid term tests.

...and screwed all of them.

I am very sad.

I know it's all my own fault.

(I want to do better)

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Friday, March 4, 2011

I was lying on my bed, too lazy to get up and pray before I sleep
At the same time, someone went her way, deep to an underground tunnel, in order to pray

While I was wondering how it could be that despite the time and effort that I have made to serve my Lord, I still feel so unfortunate, bad marks in tests, unsatisfied with my life and myself.
At the same time, someone who has given up everything to serve the Lord, is tortured, ill-treated, and even killed. Yet they keep their faith in God.

I can go to church anytime I want, I can pray wherever I need to, I can practice my faith freely, but I hardly have made the best of this opportunity
Somewhere in this world, a man was condemned and killed only because he is a Christian. People are really ready to die for Christ.

Then why should I think that because I have prayed I would get what I want?
Why keep whining on hardships and misfortunes?

"God himself spare His own son to die THAT way, what makes you think He will spare the rest of us?"
God does not even spare Himself, ever imagine the heart of a parent who watched his son died? Painful it must be.

Shabaz Bhatti and many people like him died for their faith. Here I am living as freely as I could as a Catholic. What I could do is study well, instead of my slowness, my inclination to do whatever things that I enjoy more than facing my stupidity, my already wretched school life, and life.

Learn from your brothers and sisters, will you? -God

Suffering and Death

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Wednesday, March 2, 2011

Always see the big picture, don't sweat the small picture.

Happiness is a small thing. Sainthood is the big picture.