Of Things Beautiful

I'm here.

Because some things are heard and understood better from another voice
Because some things are better seen from another lens
Because some things are better experienced with another soul

Of all things beautiful
this is one simple beauty
I'm thankful to be in.

Profundus II

When things are undefined, we seek for definition. When things are uncertain, we seek for certainty. Man is made such that we are restless until we take hold of something real and tangible. However, before achieving certainty, we find ourselves led to where things are undefined, uncertain, and open to a lot of interpretations. We find comfort in the things defined, yet we reach a point when it becomes suffocating. And that's the point we hope for a less rigid definition; a point where we hope we could define things the way we want them to be.

Where is comfort? Is it in things that are certain and well defined? Or is it in the little spaces of undefined referential?

In the course of our search for where there is comfort, we, finally or hopefully, arrive at the truest abstract. It is in this abstract that we find, not comfort, but truth. What matters, after all, is not where there is comfort, but where there is freedom.

To be truly human is not to live a life of comfort, but to live a life of freedom --- unconstrained by ordinary difficulties, never imprisoned by selfish desires, never held back by petty concerns.

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Profundus

Emotions can sometimes lead you to think you're experiencing something profound, but in reality, you are experiencing what any normal person would.

There is still so much to understand in the subjective experience of the world, and I think the exploration has just begun.

Indeed, there are some things that don't need to be boxed, some things not wanting to be boxed, but some things that are not just naturally, but are essential to be boxed. in the greater scheme of things, boxes come in different sizes, nothing that's needed to be boxed has to be rigidly for everyone else in the same form.


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They say...

the hardest pursuit

is to love and be true.

Thinking Aloud

I just think the medical career's not enough to make me happy. I want to do more than just deal with patients. Treating, healing and comforting patients, as one of our professors would say, are the reasons why we want to be a doctor. I mean, I know it's noble, and there's no good reason to put it down as a career, but... there's always a but when I try to rationalize things out.

I have other passions in life, and I'd like to fulfill them as well. I think the life lived by Karen cannot be confined inside the clinics, or hospitals, or medical missions, but that should be expanded as the wide rainbow expands its color to nothingness. That medical career is like my aorta, it's highly important to keep me alive. It's there in the forefront --- people will know me as a doctor, I will introduce myself as a doctor, and patients will thank me for being a doctor (hopefully a good one). But I also need my AV shunts to process things out without the need to go through the capillaries. My AV shunts may be unknowing to many, but it's just as important as my aorta. It's my restful shift from my arteries to veins when things are going haywire already. It's my life in between.

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