As humans,we tend to oversimplify or over exemplify.I think it's woven in our DNA,this inexplicable need to understand the way things work. To unravel the threads that hold together our existence .It isn't beyond us to look for an inner meaning ,a deeper purpose to things that happen around us .We spend all our time looking for signs from the universe, connecting seemingly unrelated dots supplemented by inarguably sane logic. I wonder where this inane need to be one with the cosmos stems from .Does it help us cope with the fact that in reality,we are specks, insignificant and infinitesimal in the eyes of the universe?Maybe the reality of the situation is too much for our frail ,mortal hearts ...
I want to be like water. I want to slip through fingers, but hold up a ship
– Michelle Willams
Easter is all about hope and forgiveness. We ask you to write one letter about hope, and another about forgiveness. Tag them accordingly. (hope or forgiveness).
Make your mark this weekend!
The mystery of faith is the often misunderstood gift of God. What is life without mystery? If we knew “everything” then what would drive us to search, discover or strive for the unknown? Certainty would leave us as sedentary beings...which we are not.
The mystery of faith is not for comfort but for sparking the restless pursuit of what it really means to be part of the human condition. Faith and thinking go hand in hand. Without faith we are left with nothing to stoke the imagination and inspiration of learning life’s greatest mysteries.
I pray for a little mystery in your life, this Easter weekend.
Not all black people are gang bangers, not all white people believe in slavery, not all asian people want school on Saturdays, not all native Americans believe in spirits, never judge someone base off their skin color. Trust me when you get to know people you’ll see that racism is never ok.
I should be angry, I should be Lost !
My beating heart turned to Frost !
But the sun comes up at the end of my Shift !
Every day I make it home, becomes a privileged Gift !
Every night, without fail you would wish for my safe return !
Match in hand, decision is yours, you have the power to let your feelings Burn !
In the end I don’t believe you will set fire to the rest of our Rope !
Why you ask? Well there is this beautiful concept I believe in called Hope !
Why waste time on something so Fickle ?
Well let me tell you of a story that might give you a Tickle !
*Last time I saw you, you laid there and slept !
I gathered my belongings quietly as I Stepped !
I knelt down before you ...
Yesterday I did something that took courage and bravery. Something that has been holding me back for the past 7 years. Something that I was finally able to give closure to.
I feel good. I feel better. It is not holding me back anymore. I feel like a part of me has healed. Besides, I gained back an important friendship that I lost a long time ago. To be honest, I missed it a lot. I... missed her a lot.
Her support means so much to me, and now that I know I have it I actually feel stronger. It is true that what people say about "the truth will set you free".
Try it. It feels phenomenal.
My advice for you this week will be the following:
If you lost someone due ...
An unfurnished carved entrance
And unpolished edges
For feet walking without wedges!!
Empty bottles of Vodka and Bacardi
Swaying from plank to plank
Through 1 AM breezy waves
Echoing from seashore
With all those half lit cigarettes
In need of some more smoke.
She walked in
With empty feet
Planks devoid her
Of comfort or solace
Already the girl was running
Out from chase
The planks called out
To the sound of
Empty hurled bottles
And encumbered on edges and corners
To the noise of wattles
Yes, she want to be abandoned
In a strange company
A house of wood
Keeps growing in her mood
I flew to Africa and my heritage struck
I witnessed my heritage and my pride came out
I over did my pride and America showed
I tasted discrimination and slavery was born
I cried outs slavery through whips and chains;
and history was made
I met history and a family was created
I honored my family and a month we received
I opened that month and showed a shadow of a little negro
I took that little girl and the word "beautiful" existed
I redefined "beautiful" and white hands grabbing her appeared
I rebirth this image and equality was earned
I rethought that last line and questions grew concern
I took those questions and society tears flowed
I saved each tear an...
Tonight the sky shines dark,
I don't know why but it shines, darkness glimmers.
And my eyes hurt watching.
I watch the clouds sway and wonder how long it takes for me to see them again, or will I ever see the exact same clouds again in my life?
And the stars, they fascinated me always. Will they ever stop blinking? Will I ever hear their voices from this far?
And the moon seems to be in melancholy tonight, Will I ever know the reason? Will I ever be able to look at the moon and not cry ? A million questions in my mind. But tonight I seek no answers.
Tonight I'll wonder reasons, I'll wonder why all this happened.
Do you believe in miracles??
Life was uncertain when he happened to me. I was in the race of getting success and he was busy in enjoy every bit of his life. Sitting in the corner of my that coffee shop I was reading one of the best sellers for the world around me but the reality was far apart. My hand was a busy with that book but my eyes and mind was stuck their in that front most table . Their he was was sitting with a coffee and the same best sellers that I was into. I just went there on that table and asked him,
"May I sit here"?? Seeing me astonishingly, clearing his throat he said-
ya ya sure why not !! He had already ordered his cappuccino and I was waiting for mine.
So you are also r...
It was raining so hard
the drops shattered my world,
and the loss only made me feel lighter.
I was dry as a bone;
I was cold as the seas;
I was poor and carefree as a beggar.
The world swirled all around
in the freedom I'd found,
but what I needed most was an anchor.
The enchantment was vast,
but a fix never lasts;
Overindulgence leads to a canker.
Lo más importante
Ayer mientras caminábamos de la mano, dijiste unas palabras que marcaron mi alma. Unas palabras que con la sinceridad que fueron duchas, jamás había escuchado. -No quisiera verte sufrir nunca y por eso haré todo por verte feliz-.
No sólo porque haya dicho, sino que empezó ayer mismo a buscar la forma de hacerme feliz. Sabes ¿que hizo? Leer mis poemas, sostener mi cabeza en su pecho y regalarme de su tiempo. No de ese tiempo que le sobra, sino el tiempo que se supone fuera para lo verdaderamente importante. Entonces comprendí que yo soy lo más importante que ella tiene y créeme cuando te digo, ella es lo más importante que tengo.
Antes de ella, con otra persona, supe que ...
You won't ever find me in the crowd,
I don't go to places that require fake smiling and hollow stares.
But if you ever come across a lonely path follow it, see where it leads,
I might have taken the same and would be waiting somewhere amid the tall trees and wilderness,
Where the spring never leaves and the autumn leaves never fall,
Where the wind carries only the fragrance of love and not ignorance.
You'll find me when the right time arrives ,
I'll wait till then and more if needed ,
Because my love is beyond and far beyond this world .
Thoughts in my mind, placed in these Notes !
Written down so that they may become Quotes !
Why do I express them the way that I Do?
Maybe because the focus is actually, Who !
Once in a while we steal these Moments !
A wonderful change, not acting like Opponents !
The joy and happiness that it brings Me !
Even for a moment to see you actually be Free !
For I do not know what the future Holds !
But I do know where I will end my Goals !
There is no point in fear... it only brings out the worst of what could be... live with hope... hope that there is always a possibilty for better.
I keep bleeding my love for you in great messy dollops all over my life,
staining the pages of my diary where I have sketched out plans to be a great messy genius.
My mind maps, outlines and charts all cataloging my would-be rise to stardom have become height maps and warped, wavy graphs, a topography that tries to mimic the harsh landscape of rumpled sheets where once was merely a quagmire of hopes.
One Day it will get better...
One Day, all the pain you suffered will give you reasons to smile
One Day, you'll hear your scars scream "Victory!!"
One Day, all your sorrow will sway to the beats of life's happy song
One Day, you'll muster enough strength to smile through your tears
One Day, 'Okay' will begin to mean O.K.A.Y.
One Day is on it's way....speeding through the jungles, bruised and battered...but inching closer to you...
Do not give up on hope...coz with a promise to make everything better...that One Day is coming...