thin king

Dear fellow septuagenarians, and others, give and take 10 years, or more.

Rejuvenating our brain

Our brain cells waste from birth till death
the experts have said
Our memory fades faster at older age
this has been written
Believe or reject these theories
as one goes through life
What is true and what is not
everyone can experience

Since I got to learn and use the personal computer in 2005,
I have engaged in:
1. Playing the computer games Freecells and Digdug
2. Memorising a few songs
3. Surfing subjects of interest
4. Writing some articles
5. Corresponding with emails
6. Reading and learning some skills
7. Solving puzzles

These activities have been quite taxing physically and mentally.
But surprisingly, these hobbies produce rejuvenating fruits.
On occasions old songs enjoyed in the 1950s suddenly came to mind;
and a few old poems learned in the 1940s,
and also verses from Shakespeare literature learned in schools.
And words which I had read but not used came fittingly when needed.
Some of these acts were hard to come on before I used the PC.
There were times I had to struggle to reason out some issues.

As such changes have come about, I do believe that the cells in our brain may waste and our memory fade, but they can and will be rejuvenated if they are exercised. When the brain is not in use some cells will get disconnected, but when it is exercised the cells are refreshed; and like exercised body muscles more cells will be reproduced.

Everyone can recall the times he or she faced a mind-block, but after some time of thinking over it the memory came back. It got disconnected and when required it got recalled. When the brain is used, the brains cells are being sensed and refreshed, just like the TV screen which has to be refreshed rapidly and continuously. What is forgotten can be recalled; it is a matter of re-connecting it on time. Thus, exercising the brain naturally refreshes and rejuvenates it.

Why do politicians live to very old age ? This is because they have to think all the time. Brain cells that are not used will waste away slowly naturally.

Have a nice thin king.
Ron

A story retold from this Sunday morning's sermon, a real life event.

Upon his ordination, Fr. Iggy's workload was like any other priest in Singapore. He had to travel to perform his duties outside the church, to hospitals, homes, households and any other place. Accordingly he enrolled for car driving instructions.

When the test arrived he was as anxious and nervous as any other candidate; and having worked hard and prayed that it was for God's work he was anticipating to pass at the first attempt. Yet he failed. He felt exasperated and forsaken.

However, as it turned out, there was a silver lining in that dark cloud. On the occasions that he needed transport, there was always someone to give him a lift, or a taxi was at hand; and the rapport with the church members became very forthcoming.

He persevered for a second test; and this time to ensure his success he asked the congregation to pray for him, in case God had not been aware of his need. But he failed a second time, and this time he was devastated. He complained to God, he whined that God was not paving his path to do His work.

And there was a time he was unable to get a taxi when coming out of a hospital; every taxi zoomed off upon seeing him; and he had thought that God was punishing him, making him walked. He complained all the more. But later it occurred to him that there was an explanation why the taxis avoided him, he was wearing his priestly white cassock in the month of The Hungry Ghosts.

Then there was the time he needed transport suddenly, but none was available. It was hot and humid in the afternoon. He crossed the road after waiting for some time; and then to his surprise a taxi came and stopped for him. And that was when it became clear to him that he should have been faithful that God always has His plans laid out.

As it unfolded, the taxi driver had a series of ill-fortune and was at his wit's end; and he had told God, that if He really care, to send him a priest. Now, who could foresee God's hand ! The priest and the taxi driver were brought together on a hot humid afternoon, each with his own problem; and together, one had his work made lighter and the other his life straightened.

The theme of the sermon was providence.

Have a nice day.
Ron

Two important criteria when investing are good value and timing;
and timing relates within a certain dimension of time.
Timing for swing traders and investors are not the same,
one is very precise the other is not.
Good value will be better value at lower price.
and timing is more of an initial entry or exit point.
Ron