TWO GLASSES OF WINE
When things in your life seem almost too much to handle, when 24 hours in a day are not enough, remember the mayonnaise jar and the 2 glasses of wine.
A professor stood before his philosophy class and had some items in front of him. When the class began, wordlessly, he picked up a very large and empty mayonnaise jar and proceeded to fill it with golf balls.
He then asked the students if the jar was full. They agreed that it was.
The professor then picked up a box of pebbles and poured them into the jar. He shook the jar lightly. The pebbles rolled into the open areas between the golf balls. He then asked the students again if the jar was full. They agreed it was.
The professor next picked up a box of sand and poured it into the jar. Of course, the sand filled up everything else He asked once more if the jar was full. The students responded with a unanimous "yes."
The professor then produced two glasses of wine from under the table and poured the entire contents into the jar, effectively filling the empt y space between the sand. The students laughed.
"Now," said the professor, as the laughter subsided, "I want you to recognize that this jar represents your life. The golf balls are the important thin gs; your family, your children, your health, your friends, and your favourite passions; things that if everything else was lost and only they remained, your life would still be full."
The pebbles are the other things that matter like your job, your house, and your car. The sand is everything else; the small stuff.
"If you put the sand into the jar first," he continued, "There is no room for the pebbles or the golf balls. The same goes for life. If you spend all your time and energy on the small stuff, you will never have room for the things that are important to you."
"Pay attention to the things that are critical to your happiness. Play with your children. Take time to get medical checkups. Take your partner out to dinner. Play another 18. Do one more run down the ski slope. There will always be time to clean the house and fix the disposal. Take care of the golf balls first; the things that really matter. Set your priorities. The rest is just sand."
One of the students raised her hand and inquired what the wine represented.
The professor smiled. "I'm glad you asked. It just goes to show you that no matter how full your life may seem, there's always room for
a couple of glasses of wine with a friend."
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I JUST DID
5 July 2009
The important things in life
I just read this, and you kno it kinda makes things seem a bit better
why I hate the world
I thought to myself a little whil ago, nrather than write about how miserable I am, and yes, I am really miserable, I'd write about something much more exciting and cheery! Sarcasm much? Anyway...it's inevitable that I will miss things, and offend somebody. If I offend you, sod off. It's my blog, and I can't write what the hell I like. YOu are welcome to give your opinion, and tell me that the world is a wonderful place, but I don't have to believe you!!
So on with the moan!
First things first, life is boring. It's full of routine from the moment you are born until you die. Occassionally the routine may change a little, pick up pace, loose pace, but it's still routine. Don't get what I mean?
BABY - wake up, cry, eat, shit, sleep etc.
KID - wake up, eat, go school, come home, eat, sleep
YOUNG ADULT - wake up, get ready, go school/college/uni/work, go home, eat, sleep, unless it's the weekend, in which case, go out, drink, take drugs, shag around, sleep.
ADULT - wake up, get ready, go to work, come home, watch tv, eat, sleep.
OLDIES - wake up, eat, shit, sleep.
Does that expain it for you? It's basilcally like that. And whether you work or not as an adult, even if you don't work, you'll still fall into a routine. You'll vists the same places on the same days at the same times, because things just work out like that. Life is one big fat dull routine.
Of course, occasionally there is some spontinuety involved, but spontinuety requires money, money requires routine...you get me?
Once you hate that, it's pretty hard not to hate everything else, because at least ninety percent of everything is routine.
So on with the rest...where do I start? Oh yes, what goes along side routine, is that everyone is working to please "the man" everyone is doing something to fit in their place in society. How dare someone else determine my, or your, place in society. whether it be a secret organisation, the govermnet, the media or just your line manager. how dare they bloody dictate your life to you. what you can and can't do, what you should and shouldn't do. How dare anyone repress anyone.
It all starts in school, where you learn a whole host of nonsense "facts" so you can pass an exam. an exam written by "the man" who knows exactly what you should like to know. The at school your day is set out into mini routines of a timetable. And you are taught how important everything you are doing is, then as soona s the bell goes you must forget that what you are learning is so important, and be on your merry way to learn something else. And you are watched like a horse, everywhere you turn someone is watching you, monitoring your behaviour, and they tell you how you must behave in order to pass this exam. Guess what. That exam determines the rest of your life, so you must listen, and listen good. Don't ask questions though, and don't step out of line. don't use your natural curiosity, because that killed the cat don't you know. No need for the five senses around here. No need for anything other than the ability to listen.
People monitor you everywhere you go. In fact in good old brittannia we live in what's called a survellance society, and we are watched constantly to make sure we are behaving in line with everybody else. do something everso slightly out of the norms and values then hey, they'll be down on your like a ton of bricks, just for looking a bit suspicious. But, this makes me laugh, if someone is lurking outside your house, and you call those wonderful police, put in place to keep law and order, well, they just simply can't do anything, unless the "stalker" actually does something. Crazy, crazy crazy!
where was I? yes, people watching your every move, they know everything you say and do, every call you make, every body you talk to, every one in your circles. Made even easier by the likes of myspace and facebook. Because now most of the answers are in one place!!
Anyway, I'm bored of that bit. what else do I hate?! oh yeah, people. I tell you, life would be so much better if this planet wasn't inhabited with power hungry people. I cn't remember who it was, but some philosopher bloke can up with the theory that all relationships are power relationships. Yes, they really are. Everyoe is always trying to get one over on someone else, even if they don't realise it. This is why some relationships work, and others dont. Some people don't mind being over powered and put in there place, others hate it, and can't stand for anyone to be above them in any sense. Occasionally, some relationships work very well, because they'll both be equally as powerful but at different things. Like, stereotypically, the man does the diy and the lady does the housework. That kinda thing. I'm being most sexist there, but that's the way it goes, that's the genral consensus of men and women. It's all about power....and those ruthless bastards, the really ruthless ones, they don't care who they walk all over to get to the top.
next!!
Ahhh, fuck it, I was on a role there.....but somebody put a smile on my face, and right now, I've not got the power to moan anymore, so I shall have a shower, watch some TV, and moan some more in a couple of days when the smile wears itself out!!
x
So on with the moan!
First things first, life is boring. It's full of routine from the moment you are born until you die. Occassionally the routine may change a little, pick up pace, loose pace, but it's still routine. Don't get what I mean?
BABY - wake up, cry, eat, shit, sleep etc.
KID - wake up, eat, go school, come home, eat, sleep
YOUNG ADULT - wake up, get ready, go school/college/uni/work, go home, eat, sleep, unless it's the weekend, in which case, go out, drink, take drugs, shag around, sleep.
ADULT - wake up, get ready, go to work, come home, watch tv, eat, sleep.
OLDIES - wake up, eat, shit, sleep.
Does that expain it for you? It's basilcally like that. And whether you work or not as an adult, even if you don't work, you'll still fall into a routine. You'll vists the same places on the same days at the same times, because things just work out like that. Life is one big fat dull routine.
Of course, occasionally there is some spontinuety involved, but spontinuety requires money, money requires routine...you get me?
Once you hate that, it's pretty hard not to hate everything else, because at least ninety percent of everything is routine.
So on with the rest...where do I start? Oh yes, what goes along side routine, is that everyone is working to please "the man" everyone is doing something to fit in their place in society. How dare someone else determine my, or your, place in society. whether it be a secret organisation, the govermnet, the media or just your line manager. how dare they bloody dictate your life to you. what you can and can't do, what you should and shouldn't do. How dare anyone repress anyone.
It all starts in school, where you learn a whole host of nonsense "facts" so you can pass an exam. an exam written by "the man" who knows exactly what you should like to know. The at school your day is set out into mini routines of a timetable. And you are taught how important everything you are doing is, then as soona s the bell goes you must forget that what you are learning is so important, and be on your merry way to learn something else. And you are watched like a horse, everywhere you turn someone is watching you, monitoring your behaviour, and they tell you how you must behave in order to pass this exam. Guess what. That exam determines the rest of your life, so you must listen, and listen good. Don't ask questions though, and don't step out of line. don't use your natural curiosity, because that killed the cat don't you know. No need for the five senses around here. No need for anything other than the ability to listen.
People monitor you everywhere you go. In fact in good old brittannia we live in what's called a survellance society, and we are watched constantly to make sure we are behaving in line with everybody else. do something everso slightly out of the norms and values then hey, they'll be down on your like a ton of bricks, just for looking a bit suspicious. But, this makes me laugh, if someone is lurking outside your house, and you call those wonderful police, put in place to keep law and order, well, they just simply can't do anything, unless the "stalker" actually does something. Crazy, crazy crazy!
where was I? yes, people watching your every move, they know everything you say and do, every call you make, every body you talk to, every one in your circles. Made even easier by the likes of myspace and facebook. Because now most of the answers are in one place!!
Anyway, I'm bored of that bit. what else do I hate?! oh yeah, people. I tell you, life would be so much better if this planet wasn't inhabited with power hungry people. I cn't remember who it was, but some philosopher bloke can up with the theory that all relationships are power relationships. Yes, they really are. Everyoe is always trying to get one over on someone else, even if they don't realise it. This is why some relationships work, and others dont. Some people don't mind being over powered and put in there place, others hate it, and can't stand for anyone to be above them in any sense. Occasionally, some relationships work very well, because they'll both be equally as powerful but at different things. Like, stereotypically, the man does the diy and the lady does the housework. That kinda thing. I'm being most sexist there, but that's the way it goes, that's the genral consensus of men and women. It's all about power....and those ruthless bastards, the really ruthless ones, they don't care who they walk all over to get to the top.
next!!
Ahhh, fuck it, I was on a role there.....but somebody put a smile on my face, and right now, I've not got the power to moan anymore, so I shall have a shower, watch some TV, and moan some more in a couple of days when the smile wears itself out!!
x
3 July 2009
A freak & a weirdo
And I don't wanno be one anymore.....
I don't want to be where I am now.....I don't want to be a f**king miserable cow.....
That's all for now folks!!
I don't want to be where I am now.....I don't want to be a f**king miserable cow.....
That's all for now folks!!
1 July 2009
Today's random thought
And possibally an experiment for the future....
HOw many birds would ir take to lift an aeroplane. would this depend on the size of the aeroplane? or would this depend on the wingspan of the birds in question? The birds strength in flight? would there be enough space for all these birds to fly in harmony? would you need an engine on to help the birds out a little....but would they then get sucked in?
maybe somoene should train up a load of birds and do this experiment....and I'll make it easy....lets making it a boeing 757. Job done
Let the bird trials begin!!
HOw many birds would ir take to lift an aeroplane. would this depend on the size of the aeroplane? or would this depend on the wingspan of the birds in question? The birds strength in flight? would there be enough space for all these birds to fly in harmony? would you need an engine on to help the birds out a little....but would they then get sucked in?
maybe somoene should train up a load of birds and do this experiment....and I'll make it easy....lets making it a boeing 757. Job done
Let the bird trials begin!!
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