Scents of Memories

A certain smell could trigger memories from childhood, usually clean bathroom scents. I would then remember taking relaxing afternoon baths. Everyone else in the house would be taking afternoon siesta and a quite solitude engulfs me. At times the clicking of mahjong tiles could be heard from the bathroom. I miss my Lola. She was always there for me. She reared me and made me feel special and cherished. I could honestly say that I truly love her. She accepts me for myself. Flaws and all.
To Lola, I could give her smiles and hugs and she would not turn me away. No matter how busy, she has time enough for me. Sometimes, too much time to apply the switch to my rear end.

Absence of morality is directly proportional to emerging technology

Is morality brought about by the collective views of society or is it the basis of society? Or is morality a prejudice practiced by those in a society?

Who really know? Whose belief or answer is the truth? It is as partial as the question itself. I may think that morality is just an issue that constantly evolves whilst society grows and change, while others may view my notions prejudice and believe that morality in itself is shaping our society. But if the latter is true then society should be ideally much better off, morality wise, than it was a century ago. However, it could be noted that society today has looser values as compared to society a century ago.

Or is it perhaps that society and morals are loose and easy nowadays because it is much noticeable and more discussed. For example, it would seem that acts of sexual violence is more rampant today as compared to the previous century. But the fact is, presently, we have the technology to gather and disseminate information faster thus the seeming abundance of such crime. Chances are, given the same advancement in technology, our forebears would no doubt be found as guilty as us with regards to immorality.

A Glimpse

Working with deaf students is challenging in a way that they have a different perspective of things and sometimes in trying to reconstruct my perspective, so that they could understand me, I find myself learning something new. Teaching them has brought to my attention simple things that I had no time to appreciate in my haste to master the complex.

Their appetite for knowledge humbles me and I leave the classroom wishing that everyone could be like them in that respect.

Where do dreams fade away?

As we grow older, we lose sight of our dreams. We become hampered with the mundane. I used to dream of other worlds, other beings, of doing extraordinary things but now, I dream of this worldly things. I was one of those children who grew up thinking I was an alien baby left here on earth. I know I was "one of" because I have friends who share the same delusions.

I have never been much of anything. I would have mastered mediocrity down to an art where it not for the fact that in doing so I would contradict myself. Growing up was an adventure in itself but hitting adulthood was like being shackled to iron balls. Responsibilities, relationships and society are heavy weights that ground our free spirits. Having to make a decision is probably the worst thing that could happen in adulthood. Well to me at least. I hate making decisions. I would rather that someone else decided for me.