One Love with All People.

Just a poem(too lazy to write kinda piece). Just a bunch of my thoughts. Just read. ENJOY!


One Love with All People.
One love is our goal.
All People is our strangers.

Differences aside,
Colors of all nations must come as one.
But how?

Differences aside,
Personalities of all the earth must come as one.
But how?

Differences aside,
Hate and love must come as one.
But how?

How?
All go to the ONE origin,
The Alpha and the Omega,
The Beginning and the End.

Ps: This doesn't reveal my religion status and nor does this reflect on my behavior. Just some thoughts that were going through my mind.

Love All,

GhanDEEP

I see Michael as my EQUAL.

Long time no read.

It's going to be short, simple, and hopefully sweet.

Recently, after the media frenzy on Michael's death, I've had a thirst for who he really was and why he did the things he did. So one day, I decided to quench my thirst by watching two documentaries about his lifestyle (Links A and B)and I noticed that I could really see him as my equal. Yes, I see the one and only, ridiculous and child-molesting, Michael Jackson as my equal! Please do not take this the wrong direction. I do not have raging hormones for vulnerable young boys, and nor do I have a desire to change my skin color. (just kidding, hoping to appeal to satirical humor). I just have respect for the man and share the same dream as him- to change the world.

Just like Michael, I have realized that this world is full of immorality, corruptness, and sin. It's come to the point where, good deeds are considered as rare events. It's come to the point where, stabbing people in the front instead of their back is considered friendship. It's come to the point where, people can't help others without fearing a lawsuit. (Link C) But shouldn't good deeds be an everyday casual action, shouldn't friendship be defined by how you love and not by how you hate, shouldn't the act of helping others be thanked? Unfortunately, this is what the world has come to. No judgment, just words of my thoughts. (I have no right to judge because I partake moral crumbling of our world.)

Just like Michael, I have a dream, a wanting, and a heart for changing this world-fixing what is wrong.

But unlike Michael, I have no plan. Michael was a great man, from what I've seen, but his methods failed. They left nothing but a small indention. I want to leave a totaled train wreck but I don't know how. Correction: I do know how, but I don't know if I can and if I have what it takes.

Unlike Michael, I lack courage.

Links of Reference
A. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=m7RDCDLLIm8
B. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=m7RDCDLLIm8
C. http://abcnews.go.com/TheLaw/story?id=6498405&page=1

Love All,

GhanDEEP

UP!

We all know; life has its ups and downs. There are those times when you feel like you’re on top of the world, and then everything falls out from under you, leaving you in a pit. But at some point or another, something or someone had to dig the initial pit. That something is usually a devastating event. For some, it’s the death of a close one and for others, it’s their own insecurities. Whatever the “event” is, we all have one. We begin to fear the pandemonium of this pit, imagining things to be worse than they really are. Then out of despair, we try to dig our way out, only to realize that we are making the problem worse. With each counter, we dig the pit deeper and deeper, and soon enough, we allow it to control our lives. The longer it controls your life, the more obsessed you become, and the more you fear it.

So next time you’re in the pit, don’t try to dig yourself out, just wait for life to bring you back up and reminisce on the good times you’ve had, laugh at the funny time you’ve had, and most importantly smile through it all with pure joy. Life becomes easier when you’re smiling.

I’ll leave on this last note; “Laugh to forget but don't forget to laugh”

Love All,

GhanDEEP

Genius

Summertime is finally here! I’ll be the first to say, “Summer is great” but the excessive amount of freedom can get boring. You can only play basketball for so long before you grow tired of it. Today I found a new source of entertainment-the news. Yes, you read it right- the news! Aside from its “make-you-feel-dumb” vocabulary, I find it very humorous and entertaining. For example check out this story; http://www.foxnews.com/story/0,2933,525983,00.html.

I know what you’re thinking. “WOW this guy is an idiot!” I beg to differ. This man is a genius! Which cop wouldn’t believe that an infant is capable of driving a car? It’s simple; press the gas pedal to go and the brake pedal to stop and turn the wheel as you go. It’s much easier than walking.

Aside from the obvious, the man knew the jury wouldn’t charge his infant son with hit and run. I can imagine the court room in my head. The infant’s “goo goo gaa gaa” would suffice for a defense testimony. How can anyone convict a cute one year-old for a crime? I said it before and I’ll say it again; the man is a genius!

Oh yeah the moral of this story? When you commit a crime, just blame it on your infant child, he/she will serve as a perfect scape goat. We all know infants are capable of crimes!

Love All,

GhanDEEP

I am an official "Facebook Stalker"

Embarrassment- I’m sure it’s something we have all faced but surely enough it’s something we don’t enjoy encountering. It’s like rain. Some days the clouds forecast a rainy shower and other days, spontaneous rain pours despite the perfectly sunny sky. It’s unpredictable, undesirable, and unfortunately it’s necessary. Without rain, the green and the blue of the earth will die out, leaving us to live in a brownish poop-colored earth. In the same sense, without the frequent showers of embarrassment, the humility in us will wither, leaving us to think we are “the shit”.

Embarrassment helps us to wake up from our imaginary egoistical world and reminds us of the reality-we are all human beings who idiotically strive for an impossible perfection, yet we frequently believe that we are “perfect”.

I’ll be the first say; today I have been rejected by a girl. If that weren’t bad enough, I think I was officially awarded the “Facebook Stalker” trophy. What can I say? I utilize modern technologies to polish my game to perfection. If there are any lady readers out there, don’t be afraid to “holler at me”. Now before the giggles and the laughs come, I know we’ve all been rejected before. But if weren’t for this rejection today, I’d most likely take the “playa” persona and begin with changing my name to a simple “E” (It’s easier for the girls to shout my name). Then type all my text messages with a mixture of caps and numbers, L1kE tHiS. And finally to complete my transformation, I’d take photo-shopped pictures of myself, half naked in the bathroom, and write “cUtE pOoBeAr” in the corner of all the pictures, then post them as my profile pics for the creepy homosexual internet adult predators to later message me asking for my number. I’m sure that the embarrassment outweighs the “playa” transformation.

Embarrassment will inevitably occur. The best way to approach is like a man. Ronald Kim said it best,”Real men don’t get embarrassed.”

PS: We all know how clever Ron is.

Love All,

GhanDEEP

A Manly Man

I just finished the highly-praised movie, Marley and Me- a great movie that has had many different responses. The majority viewed it as heart-warming, tear-dropping, and simply beautiful while the rare few thought of it as complete stupidity. What was my response? - A lot of tears, a lot of them. (What can I say I am pretty manly man.)

We all know. Marley’s death is obviously the saddest part of the movie, but being the manly man that I am, why was I crying up a storm? Why did the death of this “special” dog poke a soft spot in my heart? I couldn’t come up with an answer. I guess I’m just a dog loving freak at heart. Either that or God forgot to mix in the “MAN” ingredient when he created me. Wait, I volunteered to give up three of my dogs and last time I checked I had balls between my thunder thighs, so that’s not it.

Maybe it’s because the death of the dog symbolized a death in my life- That makes more sense. Marley was a unique creature; actually you could say that all dogs are unique, because they love anyone and everyone. Whether the person is fat, or skinny, or whether the person is rich, or poor, dogs will always love as long as you pour out your heart to them, hence the title “Man’s Best Friend”. John Grogan said it best; “A person can learn a lot from a dog, even a loopy one like ours. Marley taught me about living each day with unbridled exuberance and joy, about seizing the moment and following your heart. He taught me to appreciate the simple things - a walk in the woods, a fresh snowfall, a nap in a shaft of winter sunlight. And as he grew old and achy, he taught me about optimism in the face of adversity. Mostly, he taught me about friendship and selflessness and, above all else, unwavering loyalty.” In other words, these furry, cute animals do more than just sleep, eat, and hump, they love unconditionally and teach us things about this world. Who else does that? Who else loves unconditionally and blindly? Who else teaches us friendship, selflessness and, loyalty? Who else is that hairy? To me, it sounds a lot like that Jesus creature.

It’s a tragedy to say, but in my life, Jesus has passed away. I have forgotten who he was and who he is. I have lived alone in the dark. And above all else, I have forgotten what he has done. His death parallels the death of Marley. I subconsciously knew this, hence leading to my overflow of tears. But in the mist of all this “sad talk” here’s some optimism; Jesus was crucified on the cross but later was resurrected. If he can come back to life in real life, then he can do the same in my life.

John Grogan has his own story, Marley and Me. And I have mine, Me, Myself, and I. Just kidding, it goes more like, Jesus and Me. What's your story?

Love to live, live to love.

-GhanDEEP

Introducing a Light Heavyweight Fighter, Life

Life, only weighing 185 pounds, is a big and strong fighter yet also a very versatile one. He has a powerful striking and a wonderful ground game. His techniques have been perfected through countless hours of practice. You could say that he’s one of the best fighters around and that fact is apparent, with millions of people committing suicide, dealing with depression, and fighting the war against drugs. But even the great Greek hero, Achilles has had his downfall- his heel later named the Achilles tendon after his death. Believe me when I say this; There is a way to defeat this strong opponent.

If you’re a fan of MMA or even an actual fighter, or just a video game geek who enjoys playing Fight Night, you know that counters enforce the most damage. How many times have you played the game and since the first ring of the bell, you brutally demolish your opponent with crazy button mashing then all of a sudden he knocks you out with a simple counter? The same strategy should be used to defeat Life. Dodge each punch and kick then counter hard. The key to dodging is to approach each attack with a mind of forgiveness and pure happiness. That’s only step one of two, the other step is the most important, the counter. Each counter should be performed with hard work and dedication. With these 4 components, defeating Life will happen.

When Life attacks with whatever it may be, ranging from breakups to family deaths or even something simple as a rude stranger, learn to dodge it, and counter back with a powerful blow. Unfortunately there will be times when Life will knock you down but get back up, and fight again, if you continue to be persistent success will be inevitable

Love All,

GhanDEEP