Jessica Bibbee

Posts Tagged ‘realize’

20161007

In aphorism on 20161007 at 23:55

The fool fear incompletion and so fail even commencement.

The fool cling for life to the noose.

A diamond’s beauty is but the quality of light reflected, is but the quality of its facets.

A fledgling must risk falling if it is ever to realize flight.

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20121024

In aphorism, proverb, question, quote, rumination on 20121024 at 23:57

To screw the system so as to save yourself, or to screw yourself so as to save the system? Says 91+ years of wisdom, without hesitation, “Screw the system [and save yourself.” For a broken system is not often a system worth saving, and by saving yourself, you will more importantly reinvent the system anew. Lo, the system worth saving may ask for your sacrifice, but never to screw yourself. Not ever.

Condone a system or create a system.

Words of wisdom are easier philosophized than realized.

It isn’t for fear of the unknown that we fear death, it is for fear of losing the present that we fear not living.

The Uneducated and the Ignorant are beasts of two different orders.

Order ranks below class.

Constructive criticism is a compliment to the wise, a complaint to the fool.

20120516

In aphorism, proverb, rumination on 20120516 at 23:59

Without an outrage, a wrong is not a scandal.

Impatience is the supernatural disappointment of mortal expectations.

Rome wasn’t built in a day, but Earth… was?

Who imagine forgiveness, realize peace. Who imagine revenge, realize war.

Imagine a society that accepts its responsibility to support each person as equally as it expects each person to respect its rule. Imagine if just one person supported a single other person, regardless of their imperfect past, embracing them for who they have the potential to be. Imagine a society that can forgive each other, that we may realize a future together.

To become independent is to be freed.

Independence is a form of freedom. Dependence is a form of captivity.

The independent must collaborate, the dependent must delegate.

The guilty act defensively, the guiltless need not act -they are defenseless.

Who is without guilt is without need for defense.

The fool argue a truth with a falsity.

Calling a piece of shit “a piece of shit” is not to be negative, it is to acknowledge truth, to refuse judgment.

To compliment where an insult is due is to refuse the truth.

Who deny the truth fool themselves.

Being me is the greatest challenge I could ever face -when I do that, everything else is a cinch. When I don’t, everything is a task.

The greatest deception, the greatest revelation -is of the self.

20120215

In aphorism, poetry, proverb on 20120215 at 23:54

Hope can ease your burden, but only you can carry your load.

For my news, I read the funnies. For my fun, I read the news.

Ask not a fish for the forecasted precipitation.

A fish’s forecast is cast.

To be imitated is to have inspired.

Who suprastands another, awaits a lesson to befall.

《prayer》
Could I want, what more
Than to realize the error in my ways
I pray it come before
the end of my days.

《unequivocal》
vanity = beauty + pride
pride = vanity – beauty
beauty = vanity – pride

《conflicted》
he said he didn’t like conflict.
i said i didn’t understand-
passive aggressive behavior
is more conflict than i could stand.

20120129

In aphorism, poetry, proverb, tale on 20120129 at 19:09

It took more than the kiss of a princess to turn a frog into a prince. It took a fairy tale.

Be who you want to be -not only for that it might make a difference to others, but for that it will make a difference in you.

One can live a fairy tale, but never shall one die in the same fairy tale.

《if you will》
from life, is derived experience.
from experience, is derived wisdom.
from wisdom, is derived life.

The only thing worse than being shat on is realizing that it’s of your own doing.

Relationships are like energy: once established, they cannot disappear, only change form.

Methinks myself exempt / methinks myself a fool.

Life is too short to be held back by: others, fear, fear of others, others’ fear.

One of the best rewards of teaching is learning.

20110714

In aphorism, proverb on 20110714 at 19:20

The fool live an illusion; the wise live a dream.

The fool fear only what he will lose by sharing, not realizing what is to be gained by giving.

The fool fear loss and so do not share, do not give, and so too, have no room to receive. The wise lose fear and so share, give freely, and so too, are unburdened and able to receive.

It is impossible to hold both compassion and anger in the same heart.

It takes but two to create a movement: one to start it, another to follow it.

For every seed that sprouts, the earth is never more the same.

20101227

In tale on 20101227 at 15:33

《Flawed in the Eye of a Bumptious Camel》

In a land where the sun shone without reprieve, there once was a Camel so proud, that he would spit at the sight of another animal. For in his eyes, the others -they were all flawed.

A Little Bird, ever observant, came to rest on the head of the Camel. “Who are you spitting at today, dear Camel?”

The bumptious Camel responded with a huff, “Ha! Who does that Elephant think she is?” With a spit in the Elephant’s direction, he continued. “What a silly nose, it nearly hangs on the ground!”

The Little Bird smirked with wisdom unknown to the Camel, and responded, “Dear Camel, that long silly nose of the Elephant is quite a useful tool, don’t you see? She gathers water like a hose. And when no water there is, like a trumpet, she bellows!”

The bumptious Camel hesitated in concession but for a moment, turning next to the Lion. “Look at that scruff! Can’t a Lion tame his own mane?” And the Camel spit.

The Little Bird with a smirk, followed, “Dear Camel, that mangy mane not only makes it look kingly above all the other animals, but can you fancy it with a bob cut?”

The bumptious Camel could not disagree and chuckled at the thought of a better-groomed Lion.

But he quickly straightened his face and forced another spit, saying, “But what about the Giraffe? Such a long, gangling neck –what is a head doing so far from its feet?”

The Little Bird explained, “Dear Camel, when the rains visit no more, and food is scarce –only the Giraffe can reach those yet green leaves, so high up in the sky.”

Once more, the Camel scrambled to save the last of his all-knowing pride, and said, “The Rhino –what can be said of that sore-looking horn, smack in the middle of its mug!”

But the Little Bird was no shorter of words than she was of wisdom. “Dear Camel, that unsightly adornment of a horn might be nothing to look at, but it serves her well when intruders threaten with presence.”

Conceding at last, the Camel asked the Little Bird, “And what about you? What is your forte that feigns a flaw?”

The Little Bird asked, “Who me?” and with tilted head, paused in thought before responding, “Why… these scrawny legs of mine, I suppose. They aren’t much to look at, either -are they!”

The Camel timorously chuckled in agreement.

“But, when I fly…” the Little Bird expounded, “… ’tis as if I fly without the weight of any legs, -free to soar where’er the wind dares me!”

And with these words, the Little Bird set out for a spin, spreading her wings and tucking those scrawny legs right out of sight. This talent pleased the Camel, causing him to look down at his own not-so-scrawny legs.

But before the Camel could sputter a word, the Little Bird interjected, “Oh Camel, your legs are just fine, strong as the quadruped that you are! Your forte feigning flaw is not your knock knees, but only what you yourself cannot see.”

The Little Bird landed once again on the Camel’s forehead, this time facing backwards, her own tail dangling just in view of the Camel’s eyes.

At this, the Camel was instantly flummoxed, but equally intrigued.

With eyebrows now disheveled, he goaded the Little Bird, “Alright, Legs. Enough with empty accusations; Enlighten me, if you think you may!”

The Little Bird peered backwards over the Camel and said, “Have you ever wondered why you cannot roll around and scratch your back on the grasses of these barren plains, like the other quadrupeds?”

The Camel was dumbstruck, for the Little Bird had spoken the truth –though he had never paused to reason why.

“Look at this back of yours, Camel. It’s got a big bump on it, like you’ve been stuffed with a pillow!” The Little Bird bounced up and down on the noticeable bump.

The Camel spit in denial, then dropped his jaw with waning disbelief. He craned his neck to the side in search, as he realized that he’d never ever even seen this so-called bump. And he found his neck to be just long enough to catch a glimpse of what was indeed a most un-smooth bump. The Camel’s eyebrows settled into a heap of newfound shame.

The Little Bird flew up to this bump and said, “Dear Camel –this bump of a hump of yours, this flaw –is your forte.”

The Camel perked up a bit with hope enough to relieve his mounting shame. “Do enlighten me, Little Bird!”

“This hump of yours explains why you alone can brave the desert sands, without hint of oasis, for days on end. This bulky bump of a hump is but a reservoir, with water enough to endure time itself in light of the blazing sun!”

And this time, the Camel smiled a –no longer bumptious– smile and said, “Hey, Legs- so wise are you! Now, I see… the only flaw of mine, was in the sight of my eyes!”

20101127

In aphorism, proverb, quote, rumination on 20101127 at 15:54

Men of fear unite; men of courage disband.

One dog smells a fellow dog.

A fool sacrifices tomorrow -a day he does not have, for today -a day he will never have again.

Freedom is like oxygen –most appreciated in its absence.

Development is incremental change in the direction of progress.

Ore must be smelted before metal is poured.

A dirty diner let’s another do his dishes.

Ideas alone cannot realize inspiration; only ideas coupled with action give birth to inspiration.

《On Fear》
It is said that fear can be smelled; I say that fear stinks.

20101117

In aphorism, proverb, rumination on 20101117 at 10:18

Short words are always long on feeling.

The art of accepting a compliment is humble denial.

A fool lavishes flattery, the wise bestow compliments.

One’s words are like stones, to be thrown at another or used to build another up.

One’s energy blows like the wind, destructively against a wall or constructively against a windmill.

A windmill rolls with the wind, not against it, and so exploits false opposition to gain true momentum.

Only with friction, does anything gain traction.

《on walls》
May any border, any wall constructed, be made with deliberation and great skill, such that when at last we soften to the wisdom of history and realize the foolishness that is cemented with each mortaring of every brick, we may retain and also preserve a symbol of foolishness overcome, to remind us that a wall should not divide two peoples, but span the divide -so as to join them.

20100407

In aphorism, proverb, question, rumination on 20100407 at 23:59

If we cannot agree to non-violence in theory, how will we realize peace in practice?

It is not enough to embrace peace; we must give up violence.