Letter To: ‘The Humble’ (“Letter To” Episode #2)

Well said, excellent.

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Dear Mr./Mrs./Miss. Humble,

I appreciate those instances where you thought of the things outside of yourself. You acted kindly or helped someone out and when the time arrived for your recognition and honor you chose not to place greatness on yourself but instead used the opportunity to remind others there is a greater purpose in your good actions. Beyond being thanked, which is a perfectly normal gesture, you suggest you’ll keep doing the things you do because the world needs you to. You’re doing exactly what you’re supposed to be doing.

You’re not here to gain from or exploit the world. You live within your means so as not to cause strain on anyone or anything.

You’re the exact opposite of ‘attention-seeking’ and you’re opposite of the definition of a capitalist; you have no need to benefit from the things you do. You’re able to let karma return to you in whatever fashion you’ve expressed and your own expectations…

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Why We Write

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Forget about birthing masterpieces, but when you sit down to write, understand your purpose for doing so. Think of nothing else. Un-expectantly you will stumble upon a work of art. Only, do not think of art. Think only of the ambition to write the story. As for the story itself, the drive will take you there.

Singapore and Turkey

Tomorrow is the last day of our International Shout Outs before the weekly wrap up so if you want me to rep your country stop by the PBS Blog! Our love goes out today to our viewers in Singapore and Turkey. Thanks for stopping by! Do come again.

#InternationalViewerAppreciation #IVA

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Friends

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Echoes off the tops of our lungs with undeniable ease. Friends. Like random hellos, or a courtesy goodbye. Like a sporadic gesture among the land of foreigners, friends too has become a strange language; its value in a strange land as it falls off the edges of our tongues. Words have no meaning for many of us. They race from underneath the spaces of our hearts to descend empty into the air. To land idly among the elements, or on the tops of buildings and of trees. After all, “sticks and stones may break my bones but words will never hurt me.” We chant this saying from infancy to adulthood, carrying perception on our shoulders like truth. Meanwhile, words will go on to hurt and heal, afflict and inspire. Friends. Technology says we can find them on Facebook. Fly away with them on Twitter and update relationships instantly. Though I’ve never known a friendship to be built so fast. What kind of lessons do we learn in a world that laughs at murder because words after all have no meaning, so “I hate you” doesn’t mean that I might as well have killed you. Friends. There is no greater person than one who is willing to lay down his life for his friend and yet, the word leaps as it wills off the edges of our tongues. Such a light hearted fantasy. Everyone is a friend today, though not everyone is willing to die for you. Friends. So often do we fill it with air and toss it around among our peers; an enslaved basketball among the bars of netted string is this word. Nothing more than a one syllable title we release into the air to become captive to whatever it wills. But what does it truly mean to be a friend?

Morocco, Bulgaria, India

So, it has not been a full week yet since I did not start this at the beginning of the week. Therefore, on this beautiful sunny day I am continuing International Viewer Appreciation to all of our viewers outside the U.S.

What’s going on India! Morocco! Bulgaria I see you!

#InternationalViewerAppreciation #IVA

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In-between the Lines

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Trees that died in vain
Wasted paper
Blind post
Wingless words
On a road to nowhere
Reaching no one
It seems
invisible value
but learn to value what the eye cannot see
To dance to whispered songs
With loud messages
Screaming purpose
that it takes another set of eyes to see
Regular eyeballs just can’t
Invisible trees stand erect in that storage place
Invisible bank accounts
Unseen credit
A worth beyond the U.S. dollar
cuz its backed by paper
but these trees never die in vain
wasted paper
blind post
wingless words
on a road to somewhere
behind the eyes
a purpose beyond the page
and in-between the lines

Mindful Thoughts

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This weekend, focus not on your actions but instead, try to focus on your thoughts before they become actions. I guarantee then we are all bound to learn something new about ourselves. This weekend, as you break, let the rejuvenation of your mind and the search of your soul be the pillow to which you rest your thoughts. Enjoy your weekend people :).