sexta-feira, 16 de setembro de 2011

I am not my mind.
My mind is a tool.


The mind comes up with a thought resulting in a certain emotion. Then I keep thinking and thinking and the emotion gains power. I start believing that the emotion is the main problem but I know the thought is the responsible one.

The mind is to be used under my control so the mind stops controlling me.

How?

segunda-feira, 12 de setembro de 2011

150 bus route

150 bus on my way home from work
All still up to the moment when my eyes captured a group movement. 5 people with their right hand out of 8 people drew an imaginary cross starting from the head, chest, left to right.
It's unusal beauty made me smile