I want to travel. That's one of the things I hope to do. Perhaps Japan, Taiwan or China. Not Europe. For I'm not really attracted by Europe. Neither Australia, at the moment, though people had said how nice Australia can be. I'm fascinated by the East. I want to see what the world out there is. The experience is invaluable. My horizons to be stretched, to see and feel things I never have done before. And i'm not going with a tour grp as I have been to one before and it sets a restriction to my plans of exploration. The sense of exploration of strange and new places is an exciting one.

So sad am I that I do not have the capacity to travel yet, with the time and money I have. I just do not have the right company, a grp of people with the sense of adventure within them. The saddest thing in life is to look at pictures people have taken, that showed how happy they r in a foreign land.

That sense of happiness is so near and yet so far.

Reading “The Alchemist”, sets of a series of deep thought. Profound and powerful, I had to think about its implications on me. It had an effect on me. And it was to make to start to think about my life. The easy way out for me was to blatantly say that my way of life is daoism. But it was an excuse after all, for i never wanted to think about i wanted in my life. So I embrace Daosim to proclaim a simple life. A simple life is a life without change. Without change, there is no need to face changes. And that is how some people chose to live. They don't know how to handle changes. They do not want to face such a situation.

Everyone, when they are young, sets out for themselves to achieve something. They had such high hopes and inspirations. It was as if nothing could stop them. But as time passes, they lost that vision, they get tied down by the need for food and water. They start to forget, they start to disbelief, and they start to be disillusioned. Finally, they gave up, losing all the vigour and energy they used to have. These dreams as crazy as it can be, it can be anything. Some people dream to be candy sellers and aspire to be one. So they became one. Some believed that they can change the world in the way they want it to be, and they did.

Some are content with just dreaming. These dreams keep them alive and hopes. In their minds, they play out the perfect scene of their dreams. But dare not to live their dreams. Y? Because once they have done it, there's nothing left for them to do. What else can they do after living their dream? To have another dream? And what is next once you have fulfilled that dream?

An Arabian merchant wanted to go to mecca for pilgrimage. It was his reason to live. But he didn't go mecca. He imagined himself in mecca, along with the other followers. He witnessed the magnificent sight. Something he had never seen, the grandeur incomparable to any other sight he had seen. But alas, if he had gone to mecca for real, he would die of disappointment if it was not as great as he thought it would be. So he didn't wanted to go to mecca. He's happy with dreaming about it. To fulfil one's dream, is to destroy one's dreams. For it marred and damaged the perfection you have for it. It would never be as you had thought it was to be.

The boy dreamt of travelling. To see the world and learn about the world. He didn't want to learn about what God has for him. He refused to enter priesthood as his father had arranged for him. So he became a sheperd to wander around the world.

"To live one's dream is to fulfil one's destiny. "

I never had any dreams before. I never knew what i want in life. What should I do with my life?