Thank You, Everyone!

Hello, everyone!

I really like the fact that most of me writing things in this blog is an act of escapism from the assignments or studies that I have to do. I love the fact that maybe I can do something more productive than writing blogs though, like practicing things that I used to be good at and now not so much. But then again, maybe it's not so good after all, since I really have to do my assignments and study for final exams next week.

I went through photos again today. I went through old photos a lot.

Just like this blog, I love seeing them again and again to remind me of what of me that has changed and what of me that stays (I am very concerned with my personal growth so please excuse me). But other than that, I'm also very happy that every time I saw them, I realized that there are more lovely people that has entered my life and made my days even brighter and more fun to live in. I realized that there are more people that I come to treasure and whom I prayed their happiness for. I'm so happy.

It flies very fast; the time. Well. Then again, I guess it just seems so because I'm spending it happily.

It's really funny that everything is so very fun and the people are so very sweet--I feel like the universe is trying to spoil me (to the fact that I'm scared that it would crumble one time and then throw me into a pit of despair just like how the universe can be very cruel but let's not get into that). But I think that in a way the universe is a little bit cruel by letting everything ends--making you experience parting with the moment you cherish and people you finally come to love, even when you feel like you own it--but I guess it goes hand in hand with it giving you unpleasant things and letting you part with it and become stronger, cooler, and more mature as it pasts, so... okay.

I just wanted to say thank you for everyone who has been generous enough to smile at me, talk to me nicely, hear my incessant noise, share stories and views with me, laugh at my jokes, wave at me, hug me tightly, kiss me on the cheek--despite all of our differences in everything. Thank you for giving me invaluable life lessons and thank you for making me feel welcomed, happy and loved.

I'm so happy. I hope all of you can always be happy and for all of your dreams to come true. I wish for all of your health and fortune, and for your life to be filled with lots of love.

Kisses!

Haven't Really Change

- Me, three years ago. 

Artists

I have a theory that some artists are actually mediums.

(By mediums I meant people that practice mediumship.)

You know, I think it's common for people to feel moved by a certain work of art or music--and that there's a saying here and there about a certain work of art or music having a soul. And how it touches one.

I'm starting to think that it probably because some piece of art or music are actually souls. And the artists are mediums of which delivering the soul into one piece of painting, or song, or dance. Every great artists are those who are able to mediate the soul properly and wholly. And a great piece of art actually a soul of one great--strong, remarkable, important--people from the past. For example, one piece of art is probably a soul of Nikola Tesla, or Mother Theresa, or Cleopatra or maybe soul of Genghis Khan or Adolf Hitler. It's embodied in a form where it can be seen and heard--with colors and strokes or tunes.

And I think some other artist, instead of mediating other great souls that float around in the universe, they are mediating a piece of their soul into a piece of art. It's an incentive for them and when they died, people will always recognize them from what they did--because those paintings or music are actually their soul in other forms. Like how Michael Jackson's and Bach's soul probably stay in their music, or how Van Gogh's soul probably stays in his paintings.

Some other artists may create enjoyable and great art yet might not have a soul in them. But some of those soulless works may then have a soul after a while--it usually because they absorb joy, happiness and pleasant feeling or fear, disgust or realization that comes from other people who heard or saw the said work. It basically absorbs feelings and emotion that it evoked and lives from that. Maybe if it's that wonderful, it'll be embodied in a human after a few centuries.

I like this theory.