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Dr Peter Lim May 27
I have returned to myself
this natural home of mine
which I left in ignorance and folly
and having then  lost my sunshine

now as I look around
my mind-scape one again
is  a lush green field and a rosy garden-
ah,  the coming-home, the end of my pain!
Dr Peter Lim May 4
Beth, geniuses are driven by a force within which they can't shake off.  However much they might resist, the voice doesn't go away--it reaches the point that makes them delirious or mad--that's when they realise the gift is a curse and they have to pay a price in suffering and torment.  They ask themselves: Is this worth the price?

Yet, it's their misery that gives the world the gift of infinite beauty, wonder and awe.  We are the benefactors of their suffering.
Dr Peter Lim May 2
Those who are happy are not even conscious of it-
it's a state of inner freedom where they are at home
being themselves and are at one with the moments before them.
Life is in order--there's no disarray, doubt, anxiety or fear-
only a state of grace, calm, harmony, being in tune with self and others, as well as with the universe-- it's the experience of completeness beyond the pale of words--even poets and artists can't describe this dimension which, to me, borders on the sublime , the spiritual, and even, the mysterious.  

Here is the epiphany of love and beauty, of worship, of acceptance of life in all its indescribable wonders and splendours.Yet, happiness isn't blind to nor does it turn away from suffering--
only that, just as it recognises life's sunshine, it, in equal measure,
accepts such suffering from which none is immune--it is prepared to walk through its darkest shadows, in utmost humility, without any sense of loss or bitterness.

That there's pain and sorrow doesn't demean life nor does
it blemish happiness-

indeed, in the acceptance of such, happiness takes on even more meaning as this  ennobles life and bequeaths a spiritual dimension that strengthens rather than weakens the self.

Those we recognise happiness and suffering as not mutually exclusive are truly enlightened.
Dr Peter Lim Apr 29
Ah, dear Elon

You can talk like this as the world's richest man ...but I do things slowly--it has to do with talent---only one in 500 million is like you-
most of us struggle through our plans and goals--worse still, often we lose our way and have to start all over again--but being slow and arriving at the end is redemptive--nothing has been wasted or lost-
the journey has been well-worth it in every sense and, in looking back, it will be cherished as much as the arrival.

Let me invite you for a cuppa--I can afford that.
Would love to hear your story but please don't finish an intended hour of joyful discussion in 5 minutes--it would disappoint me!

BTW, since we are acquainted, how about a good discount on the latest model of your Tesla?

Your smile tells me you are very happy, so am I --in my little quiet way--in a suburb east of Melbourne.  Our tiny garden has lovely flowers-- I have discovered a new rose-species and after much deliberation have desired to name it TESLA-ROSA.

My contact address is teslarosa@ teslamail.eloncom.

Yours sincerely
Dr Peter Lim Apr 27
In the old days it was:

'An apple a day keeps the doctor away'

these days: 'Leave home without your Apple

it would be your disaster of the day!'
Dr Peter Lim Apr 27
Waves as emotions

each movement a reaching out

they laugh and they weep
Dr Peter Lim Apr 27
Dear Ruth, as a humanist, what I write is always about the ordinary person in their unique personal pursuits, however humble---Tolstoy in his CONFESSIONS extolled the virtues of common people and added that he was inspired by the way they bore pain and hardship.  

Another thought in my mind when I wrote about learning was this: society largely belongs to the intelligentsia who are the catalyst of growth and generator of ideas, and menial workers/artisans/those who never went to colleges are often overlooked--yet the roles played by such people complement what the knowledge workers do and, without them, roads will never be swept, toilets will not be cleaned, cars will not be repaired, shoes won't be mended, our hair will not be cut, our clothes would not be made---we would die for want of good food as there won't be chefs around!

Society is segregated by skills.....I must leave this to the sociologists.
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