Monthly Archives: May 2010
Ok… something about love… what is love?
Love is so lovable and simple. Yet, you can define it in so many ways and still not understand what it is exactly.
Love doesn’t live in England, neither does in Paris, nor in Venice. Love doesn’t live on planet earth, the moon or the outerspace.
Love is more private than the privity of your wildest and most secret dreams and it goes deeper than the depths of your uttermost desires.
Love is an awaken dream, a self-contained ambition; it is the highest of all qualities and yet it comes at the lowest cost, affordable by everyone.
Love, does not stand in your way, nor does it consume your valuable life; rather, it refurbishes your paths and enlivens up the passing of time, paving the way for two souls rather than one.
Love is the special dialect by which all hearts may communicate, regardless of nationality, spoken language,
disability or deaf-muteness. For hearts can never be deaf and can never be mute, either.
Furthermore, love is a dose of dew and aroma from heaven; an enchantment which somehow escaped from the world of dreams.
Finally, love is so silent, but yet so convincing and so determined.
By thinking less about the power of love, you yourself degrade love. If you degrade and belittle love, love will come to you degraded and belittled.
So give love, the love it deserves.
If …
If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you
But make allowance for their doubting too,
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don’t deal in lies,
Or being hated, don’t give way to hating,
And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise:
If you can dream–and not make dreams your master,
If you can think–and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build ‘em up with worn-out tools:
If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it all on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breath a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: “Hold on!”
If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with kings–nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you;
If all men count with you, but none too much,
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds’ worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it,
And–which is more–you’ll be a Man, my son!
~ Rudyard Kipling
I know
“I know that I may not be the best person in the whole world
But at least I know who I am
And I don’t try to hide the truth from others
And I may not always be right
And at least I tried though
Unlike you
Who stood cold and did not speak word
I know that I may not be the best person in the whole country
But at least I know who I am and where I go
And when I look in the mirror I don’t lie to my face
And I don’t pretend I did right the whole day
Because I know that I’m not perfect
And at least I tried though
Unlike you
Who covered up the mistakes rather than fixing them
I know that I may not be the best person in the whole state
But at least I know what to do
And I don’t try to block my fears
And I don’t pretend that everything that went wrong is someone else’s fault
Because I know if I fall I have to get up
And at least I tried you know
Unlike you
Who stays on the floor waiting for someone to help you get back together
I know that I may not be the best person in my whole town
But at least I know what to do and when to do it
And I don’t run away from my problems
And I don’t try to ignore their existence
Because I know that by that they wont go away
And I least I tried you know
Unlike you
Who would instead of accepting your failures, you’d say that everything is okay
I know that I may not be the best person in my whole life
But I at least I know who I am and where I go
And what to do and when to do it
And yes I know that after this I may make mistakes
And that I wont do the things as I said
But at least I’m real with myself
And I try not to play games
Because I know what I want and how I’ll get it
Unlike you
Who would rather be told who to be and where to go
And what to do and when to do it
Unlike you
I want to make a difference in my life
I want to change the pattern
And I want to open up more choices for me
And make my dreams come true
And make my own choices
And live my own life
I want to be someone
And I want to grow up
I want to learn from my mistakes
Rather than have someone fixing them
I want to be me
And I want to have dreams
I just want to be someone independent and debt free.”
~ Laura Regus
Le love
“I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you simply, without problems or pride: I love you in this way because I do not know any other way of loving but this, in which there is no I or you, so intimate that your hand upon my chest is my hand, so intimate that when I fall asleep your eyes close.”
~ One Hundred Years of Solitude by Gabriel Garcia Marquez
Things to live by
Always forgive freely, returning injury for injury to no one.
Never let the sun set before you clear your transgressions, repent of your sins.
Clothe yourselves with love, for with it you can conquer the bitterness abundant in our lives.
Adorn yourselves with the beauties of the world. That by demonstrating these qualities you can make the Earth a paradise.
All too often our love is tainted by our pride. Never be guided by the impetuous impulses of the heart, for it is the most treacherous tool of the body.
Count every beautiful thing you can see, and suddenly all the hatred, corruption, and violence of the world will vanish.
Because of the beauty
“He said, if you allowed yourself to be enchanted by the beauty to be seen in even ordinary things, then all things proved to be extraordinary.”
~ Dean Koontz, Breathless
Dreamers of dreams
“We are the music makers, and we are the dreamers of dreams.”
~ Willy Wonka, Charlie and the Chocolate Factory
