Intelligence tests often require people to solve a puzzle in a short space of time. This explains why those who consistently score high on the IQ scale, are so stupid. In real life, what counts is not how quickly we can sort out a problem but how completely. People with genuine intelligence won't watch the clock whilst tackling a task. They'll just give it as much as it takes, for as long as it takes. Perhaps we don't need to be smart...It is far more important just to be sincere!!!

Life, lately, has begun to resemble one of those crazy, students-for-charity challenges: where people dress in strange costumes and then attempt to run up slippery slopes whilst juggling eggs and singing the National Anthem. It has had that same edge of near-impossibility although, it has not been quite so amusing. I have had to concentrate hard, just to avoid falling flat on my face. The pressure doesn't seem to ease off...but I feel I am more relaxed despite that....May be I have actually won my race...!!! ummmm

It's easy to have a relationship with someone you don't actually know. Casual comments exchanged with semi-strangers can create an appealing illusion of intimacy. Imagined interactions with distant celebrities can produce a similarly deceptive air of ease. Yet two real people in honest communication will invariably encounter tension. A difficult dialogue is the reason to persevere, not a justification for abandoning a worthwhile challenge. Once you start reading between the lines, you can end up forgetting where the lines actually go. You can become so obsessed with the lines between the lines between the lines, that the obvious eludes you forever more. One person's reality is someone else's fantasy. How then, are any of us ever able to gain a valid objective perspective? The answer, of course, is that we can't achieve this... (Perhaps an easy answer… but do you have a better one??)…but it doesn't matter…because perhaps it is safer to trust our hunch…that gut feeling…butterflies don’t just start up for no reason…surely that is how I like to think!

Just imagine what we could do if we had a time-machine? We would not need to actually travel. It would be quite sufficient to send our self messages back through the years. We could warn our self to avoid a particular pitfall, or make a wiser investment; or listen out, for our own voice echoing down the corridor of time from the future. What is the Me of tomorrow trying to tell the Me of today?

But you see that is just an illusion...in reality things carry on in the same old way, for month after month. Seasons change a little and characters in the TV soap operas come and go. That's how we know time is passing. All hope of a much-needed change, though, remains drearily distant. We crave for, one faint whisper on the wind to trigger an avalanche of excitement. We wait eagerly for the impossible to starts looking possible...for an astronomic shift maybe...whatever...but certainly a change!

Reality is up for grabs... one man's reality is another's fantasy !!!