There's a reason why Einstein is one of the most renowned geniuses of all times. There is such simplicity and elegance in his scientific explanations. Its like when you first catch it, you think to yourself, it doesn't really make sense, so silly... But than you slow it down and listen hard, and you can appreciate his efforts in conveying the idea in earnesty. Really, i admire him so for this.
Albert, when asked to describe radio, replied:
"You see, wire telegraph is a kind of a very, very long cat. You pull his tail in New York and his head is meowing in Los Angeles. Do you understand this? And radio operates exactly the same way: you send signals here, they receive them there. The only difference is that there is no cat."
This post might seem totally outta point and random, i know.. I evaluated a couple of things that I seemed to dwell on lately.
Of Being a Worrier...
I am a terrible worrier.. I worry all the time. I wonder if its because I care too much, or if i'm over analytical... Indulging in worries leads to an overhaul in imagination. Sometimes i wish i could take a break from worrying. The only times i really let it go is when i'm in a good game, i loose myself in every ball. In that moment, i live for that very point, that very set.
Of The Fundamentals of Trust...
I define Trust: Having confidence and reliance on something or someone. Thrusting one's hope in something or someone. To believe completely and sticking to it in faith no matter the situation or circumstance. I'd like to trust wholeheartedly once more. I wonder if its an inherent flaw in me, to find it difficult to forget. Because even though its good to forgive, some things are even better forgotten.
Of Expectations...
Expectations are good. Only if they are adjusted proportionately. I now start to learn to be realistic in doing so. I used to be and sometimes still am, extremely idealistic in expecting the best out of every situation and every person, as long as i am putting in my best as well. I used to be and sometimes still am, more optimistic about other people's problems as compared to my own. Practical voices drown out the optimism and enthusiam I have in believing in the best, that everything should be taken down a notch. I want to remain true to myself and not have to conform or change in being idealistic, because i kinda liked that about myself..
Of "Yay Me's"...
I realized how many times a day i say to myself "YAY ME". Its an expression of self indulgence. "Yay me needs this", "Yay me wants that", "Yay me poor me nobody understands..."
Feeling much better now that emos are texted. Self actualization can be such a relief.
Beneath it all, i'm still just a fool... My all time fav romantic song, enjoy..
