Jessica Bibbee

Posts Tagged ‘self’

20200104

In aphorism on 20200104 at 23:55

If it is foolish to fall in love with the ideal of someone, it is dangerous to fall in love with the idea of someone.

Waste no more time convincing the fool, especially not when it is you.

20200103

In aphorism on 20200103 at 23:55

Pushing a little toward the wrong direction pulls you a lot farther away from the right direction.

Deny your impact and delude yourself alone with intention.

20191230

In aphorism on 20191230 at 23:55

Those who share, have something to give.

Those who share not, have nothing.

The fool will not look.

The lay cannot see.

The intellect will look.

The wise see.

Ear plugs made of ego, make the fool.

The wise prune the dead limbs by choice.

The fool go out on dead limb and prune by accident.

The fool cannibalizes their soul to feed their ego.

If there is no self-accountability given, there is no responsibility taken.

Ego is a gift held by fools and a burden lost by the wise.

A bully has back-up to compensate for an ego that otherwise has no defense.

The fool bystander fears the aggressor only when they have personal profit to gain.

20191111

In aphorism, rumination on 20191111 at 23:55

Fools will welcome your affection.
Most will tolerate your existence.
Few will question your truth.
The wise will accept your contradictions.

Be true to yourself, or be true to no one.

If you are untrue to even one, you are untrue to at least two — the other and yourself.

Knowing truth is knowing what it means to be alone.

Reality is not to scale.
Understanding is partial.
Perception is skewed.
Experience is biased.

Let everything without words say everything that words cannot say.

20170511

In aphorism, proverb on 20170511 at 23:55

Learn from others, but listen to yourself. 

20170410

In aphorism on 20170411 at 00:32

The only thing more challenging and more powerful than world domination is self-control. 

20140319

In aphorism, proverb on 20140319 at 21:43

How we handle a present failing is more crucial to determining a future success than is the incidence of the failure itself.

Every incidence of failure is given an opportunity for redemption, and that depends on whether we let it stop us or whether we bow to it or allow it to inspire a change within us.

A present failing is often but a perceived failing.

A failing offers but an opportunity to try again with informed experience behind us.

To loosen one’s grip is not necessarily to lose one’s grip.

20140225

In aphorism, tale on 20140226 at 11:06

《What Is, What Wills》

Once upon the deep, dwelled two pairs of seafaring lovers.

Both lived rather normal lives aboard their ships on the sea, full of ups and downs, as anyone would expect to see upon the sea.

On calm seas, both pairs made love with the illimitable passion of lovers held at bay.

But the sky does what a sky wills, and so oft brewed blackened clouds with the inevitable unknown beyond. It was in these times that the difference between the lovemakers was never more lucid.

For when the storms blew in, as only a fool could deny the inevitability of, the seasoned couple ceased their lovemaking, wisely understanding their lovemaking to be powerless against warding off the mighty storm. To them, worry was a more worthy and more rewarding charm.

The other couple continued to make love like only reckless lovers knew, much to the chagrin of the other lovers. And it was true that the lovers’ lovemaking did nary a thing to make the storm go away, to shorten the waves, or to lessen the impact.

Also true was it, that the cessation of the other lovers’ lovemaking neither did anything to encourage the passing of the storm.

For a truth is a truth as is a sail a sail. Wisdom lies in wielding a truth, not simply holding a truth.

For in the end, to the common eye, it was plain to see that lovemaking -and its lack thereof- had absolutely nary a thing to do with the coming of the storm, the size of the storm, nor the passing of the storm.

With the passing of a storm, what remained for the eye to see was but two sets of lovers at sea and two kinds of love as they so fit to see.

One, a weakened bond of fair weather lovers, who made love only when the sea was calm, losing only the opportunity to love each other through and so weather a storm together.

The other, a strengthened bond between the lovers, who made love without regard to a storm (or was it very much with regard to the storm?), losing only themselves in each other whether or not came the weather.

For a storm is what only a storm wills, and love is only what love wills.

20131009

In poetry, rumination on 20131009 at 21:03

《the way》
dear little one,
the world is yours.
the world was yours
even before you belonged
to it.
it was, is, and will be
your redemption as often
as it will be your nemesis.
do not be afraid, for fear
will not carry your burdens
nor will it shelter you
from the elements.
have hope as much as will
allow triumph
over the ills of present,
but none so much that
you deceive yourself
of the realities of the future
or the consequences of the past.
days of sorrow will weave
a tight knit alongside joy,
neither with warning
nor with limitation.
you shall persist because
you know of nothing else,
not only because you will it.
for as a mortal, possibility
is as finite only as is time.
what tomorrow will bring you,
yesterday has already taken
away, with a fluidity that
surprises with subtlety.
you will love and hurt,
feel pain and transfer pain.
you will always forgive
because the alternative
is no alternative.
fairness and justice
will oft be at odds
with one another and for you.
you will not always deserve
your destiny, but you will
decide not to deny it.
for tonight, the sun sets low,
but tomorrow, high,
high shall the sun rise up.
oh, little one, until tomorrow,
good night.

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.