|"We are the wounds, and the great cold death of the earth."|
Her eyes bear mystery. She looks innocent. But looks can often be deceiving.
What is that? Where is that?
Where? Or who?
Home, to me, is where the heart and mind are at rest and at peace with themselves, wherever it may be. It's a combination of the place you're in and the people that surround you.
To some it could be their native country, their dream destination, their loved ones...
I'd love to know what you think about this. What is "home" to you? Tag your letter with "home" so I can see what you think!
6. Passion and Interest
I think that who you are as a person has to do with what you end up being interested in. Whatever it is though, you'll pursue it. It's what you find yourself in.
I often find compliments hard to take, and I tend to shy away from things that present themselves to me. I learned that it's not recognition or attention or anything else I seek. My quest was self-discovery.
And I found myself through music.
I have been playing for years now, and it amazes me how every passing day carries a new lesson. I found that there are things I cannot say; things I choose not to say because it's hard for a shy person to do so. Those words, however, I translated into music. It's a str...
Million Miles Beyond (Original composition)
Looking at the sky tonight
With no lights that could cloud my sight
The stars shine bright
In the vastness of the great beyond
And I, wonder how it feels to look upon the earth from a million miles beyond
Sit tight in a rocket ship that sails away in the night
You know, maybe it's true that we're so small
But we made this far after all
Past the earth, past the wars
Into the vast skies up above
My ship made it out
I burst through the atmosphere
The earth is a little dot
And my problems seemed so little from up here
But I still wonder, is this how being a million miles beyond feels?
Cause I'm here still, staring at the ...
Don't stand in your own way
On your journey of self-discovery
Set your mind free
And the world is yours
We don't live in a perfect world, let's face that truth. But why can't we make it better for us and for each other?
It's not impossible. We need to rid ourselves of our arrogance and greed. Embrace the fact that we are one species, drifting through the cosmos, surviving and thriving.
"For small creatures such as we the vastness is bearable only through love.”
- Carl Sagan
"Do you sometimes wonder how we ended up here, together in this moment after all this time?"
"No, but I wish a moment like this one could last an eternity. Forever isn't long enough, though."
Many of us have been students at some point and many of us are students still.
We panic and get nervous, especially when it comes to examinations. The fear of failure almost seems like a constant source of anxiety and stress to many of us. But let me tell you... it's not the end of the world. You can always come out on top.
Two years ago, during my first university year, I took a Biochemistry course. It wasn't very pleasant. Long story short, we had three regular exams and a final exam. I failed all three regular exams with the highest grade between them being 45/100, which is horrible.
That knocked some sense into me and the fear of failure as well as the determination to pass ...
Lost with nowhere to start...
Satisfy the desire
Fail yet never tire
You seem to fall apart...
Ignite the fire
Burn the pyre
That you once did call a heart...
I sometimes wonder what the world would be like if we focused on our similarities instead of our differences. Wouldn't that be merry?
What is race? Do you know that skin colours only exist because of a pigment called melanin? It's concentration varies with exposure to sunlight. Do you now realise the naivety of racial conflicts?
What is religion? You and I are over 99% genetically identical! I feel bad for those who need religion to teach them morality. And I feel just as bad for those who do good in hopes of reward and salvation. Do not wait for change to suddenly happen. Let's be that change. Take a look in the mirror and ask yourself what you are.
You're not a Christian. You're not a Mus...
I feel bad about not having written or uploaded any music for the past few weeks.
I wonder if it's because of a lack of inspiration, lack of time, or both.
The thing with music is that it reflects your thoughts, ideas, and feelings. If you're too occupied by something, and your thoughts are scattered in many places, it is hard to come up with something.
I guess the same thing could apply to writing.
Sometimes something as simple as a walk outside is enough to put us back on track.
I guess it's time I found out for myself...
What inspires you, world?
He walked on shores
Over foam and sand
Stopped near the boat
Just as they both planned
He stared at the sea
That was oh so grand
Then into his heart
That was empty and bland
From his pocket
He pulled out in his hand
A note that said:
"By the boat, there I'll stand"
But there was no one there
He was let down and sad
But after the tears
He came to understand
That reality doesn't always offer
What our hearts demand
We live in a world that's a bit unfair
Where standards are set and qualities are compared
Throw those away and open your eyes
Then you'll find where beauty lies
It's in all the things that appeal to you
It's in the animals, trees, and oceans too
I may find it in kittens; you might see it in butterflies
I may find it in rivers; you might see it in morning skies
The definition of beauty you and I might not share
But I guess all you need to know is that beauty's everywhere
It's quite difficult to go out of your way to do things you don't often do... Or say things you don't often say.
It's especially difficult if you always think twice then hesitate and convince yourself that you're better off without doing or saying something.
No, it's not always the case.
See that girl you've always wanted to ask out but never did? Well, she's gone and you can't blame her for not knowing.
See that opportunity that you decided not to take without having a legitimate reason? Someone else took it.
Be brave. Don't be afraid to express your feelings or take chances and seize opportunities. Don't hesitate. Today we're here; tomorrow we might not be.
Hello lettrs world,
I apologize for being away for so long. I just want to tell you that it feels great to be back again.
I missed writing to you. My adventures, my experiences, my comings and goings...
I missed hearing from you too. I see you've grown! But it still feels like home with you. It's still cozy and welcoming as always.
I want you to know that I'm here to stay.
Soon I'll be away from you for the first time in my life. As you know, I'll be traveling to England to pursue my Master's degree.
It's funny how time flies, though. It feels like only yesterday you were tucking me into bed and reading me bedtime stories.
In times like this I just wish I was a kid again, back when things were much simpler.
But let's not dwell on nostalgia and look forward instead. It's never the end.
I promise you that before long, you'll hear me telling you: "Mom, I made it!"... and it's all thanks to you.
Every day is yours; not just Mother's Day. You'll always be the star that lights up my skies. My world in a person... My mother and best friend. I love y...
It's what everybody needs. It's the silence between the notes we play, and without it, life would have been a mistake.
There is nothing like letting it speak to and for you. There is nothing like relating to every measure you play. Nothing matches the beauty of finding yourself within it.
My addiction is music.
... And I've never been lucky enough to watch the sky's generous snow. I've only heard the rainfall, thunder, and the wild winds as I kept you company. I used to wander in wishful thought for hours on those nights... Years went by and I woke up to see you again, on a wintery day just like the many others. A wish of mine came true; but at what cost? The first snowflake gracefully made its way from the heavens to rest on your grave.
Now I sit next to an earth adorned by a coat of white. Now I sit by myself, with your memory's flame igniting the embers of my loss , giving me warmth.
It has been quite a semester break. Forty days of vacation. There is plenty to do and even more to think of.
But as I near my last few days off, I start to rearrange my thoughts and create a program which I would follow during my Spring semester. I always do this after a few lazy weeks... going back to studies and academic chores is like being pushed around while half asleep. But we have to do it, eventually. However, I sometimes end up procrastinating, rendering this whole "program" a mere failure.
Well, not this time. I will not succumb to the guilty pleasures of procrastination. I know where my duties lie and by what means my dreams are achieved.
To procrastinate is to delay one...
Oh the melancholy... The way it splits you apart. One part lives in the moment, while the other rests over pale memories you once painted over a canvas... now eaten by dust and the sands of time. Every step I have taken here is a reminder of you. And here I am, half a world away, wishing that you would know.
Here we are... we have reached the end of our journey. There is no better place to be the final destination to an oh so exciting trip.
London has been a blast. There is just so much to do in the City of Dreams. From Trafalgar Square to the Thames to the Clock Tower... each having a uniqueness of its own.
I'm leaving tomorrow morning but a little part of me will stay here. And I'm taking the United Kingdom with me. In my head and in my heart. The places and the people.
Thank you Lettrs, thank you everyone who has virtually taken this trip with me. You're the reason I write.
With all my love and respect,
Your fellow lettrist,
En route to London!
The train is passing through the multiple cities in between Nottingham and London and those green fields are just stunning. It all feels so serene and peaceful.
I probably won't be able to go out on this Saturday night because by the time I get there I'd surely be exhausted! It surely has been a wonderful and exciting journey. Here I am, nearing my final stop in which I will be spending four nights. Plenty of stuff to do in the city of dreams!
With all love and respect,
Your fellow lettrist,
My England Journey
Two hour drive to Manchester and all I could see was the vast and peaceful looking green fields and meadows on the sides of the motorways we passed. It was a delightful ride!
Now I am at Care Fertility Center with a professor companion. He will be showing me around and introducing me to my possible future field of work. It is so exciting!
I will be heading back to Nottingham later today to enjoy some classic Fish & Chips! I will be leaving tomorrow evening. You guessed it. Who visits England without going to its capital?
Next and final stop: London!
My England Journey
Here we are... as promised. Headed south to Nottingham!
I took a 3 hour train ride to Derby then took a taxi to the upper parts of Nottingham. I'll be enjoying the hospitality of a friend here for the next couple of days. It is so much different over here. So quiet and peaceful compared to the city of Newcastle. It's a cozy-ish city that stretches to a "country vibe" upper part, perfect place to escape from the city.
I'll be visiting a couple of pubs tomorrow (part of my tour destinations. Visit a pub in every city). And who could resist the temptation of shopping for stuff?!
I'll be visiting The University of Nottingham as part of my pursuit of a Masters Degree (whi...
My England Journey
Drip-drop definitely well-defines the weather here for the past few days! But despite the weather, you can always find the good things. In England, they're never hard to find.
In my modestly few travels, the first thing that I notice is the people of that place. The people here always greet you with a gentle smile and the kindest of greetings. I visited a great Indian restaurant last night. Being the rookie that I am when it comes to Indian food, I went for the milder platters. I snatched a few bites of a couple of spicy ones and boy that hurt! Nothing that an ice cold pint of beer wouldn't fix, though. Cheers!
The place is also wonderful. The Tyne river runs in front ...