The paradox of our time in history is that we have taller buildings but shorter tempers, wider Freeways , but narrower viewpoints. We spend more, but have less, we buy more, but enjoy less. We have bigger houses and smaller families, more conveniences, but less time. We have more degrees but less sense, more knowledge, but less judgment, more experts, yet more problems, more medicine, but less wellness.

We drink too much, smoke too much, spend too recklessly, laugh too little, drive too fast, get too angry, stay up too late, get up too tired, read too little, watch TV too much, and pray too seldom.

We have multiplied our possessions, but reduced our values. We talk too much, love too seldom, and hate too often.

We've learned how to make a living, but not a life. We've added years to life not life to years. We've been all the way to the moon and back, but have trouble crossing the street to meet a new neighbor. We conquered outer space but not inner space. We've done larger things, but not better things.

We've cleaned up the air, but polluted the soul. We've conquered the atom, but not our prejudice. We write more, but learn less. We plan more, but accomplish less. We've learned to rush, but not to wait. We build more computers to hold more information, to produce more copies than ever, but we communicate less and less.

These are the times of fast foods and slow digestion, big men and small character, steep profits and shallow relationships. These are the days of two incomes but more divorce, fancier houses, but broken homes. These are days of quick trips, disposable diapers, throwaway morality, one night stands, overweight bodies, and pills that do everything from cheer, to quiet, to kill. It is a time when there is much in the showroom window and nothing in the stockroom. A time when technology can bring this post to you, and a time when you can choose either to share this insight, or to just hit close...

Remember; spend some time with your loved ones, because they are not going to be around forever.

Remember, say a kind word to someone who looks up to you in awe, because that little person soon will grow up and leave your side.

Remember, to give a warm hug to the one next to you, because that is the only treasure you can give with your heart and it doesn't cost a cent.

Remember, to say, 'I love you' to your partner and your loved ones, but most of all mean it. A kiss and an embrace will mend hurt when it comes from deep inside of you.

Remember to hold hands and cherish the moment for someday that person will not be there again.

Give time to love, give time to speak! And give time to share the precious thoughts in your mind.

AND ALWAYS REMEMBER:

Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away.

and here is a joke for u =]

A 20-yr old pretty, sexy and sensual girl went to see a psychiatrist.. 'Doctor, I'm so angry at my boyfriend that I must call him Bastard.  I feel that he's gone too far, and he deserves it.' 'Hmm? Such a word is strong and rude. But may be you have your own reasons. Tell me about it so that I can help you.'

'Yes, thank you, Doctor. There was one night...we parked our car

besides the beach and we were alone... and... he held my hand....'

'Did he hold your hand like this?'

'Yes, Doctor. Exactly like how you're holding it now'

'If it's only this, he doesn't deserve to be called Bastard. It means

he doesn't want to be separated from you.'

'Then, he leaned his body towards me... and hugged me...'

'Like this?'

'Yes, Doctor. Exactly like how you're doing.'

'It's not a Bastard.

It means he wanna stay forever by your side'

'Then he kissed me...'

'Like this?'

'Yes, Doctor.. Exactly like how you're kissing me..'

'If its only a kiss like this, seriously you can't call him Bastard.

it means he adores you.'

'Then he put his hands inside my clothes and touched my boobs, Doc....'

'Like this?'

'Yes, Doctor... exactly like that'

'It's not behavior of a bastard.. It means he wants to protect you.'

'Then he took off all my clothes... slowly... '

'Did you resist?'

'No. I let him do it, coz I love him....'

'Did he take off your clothes like this?'

'Yes, Doctor. Until I'm completely naked like now.......'

'He still doesn't deserve to be called 'Bastard, because it means he

wanna learn about your body completely.'

'Then he kissed me and put his.... inside me and had sex with me...'

........................

'Did he do it just like what we do?'

'Yes, Doctor. Exactly the same'

'You still can't call him Bastard. It means he needs you.'

'But then he told me that he has AIDS'

All the staff and patients outside heard the doctor screaming,'

BASTAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRD!'