Life in words

''My life in words'' part four

2007-06-14T09:09:00.000-07:00

Life's long ambitions,, Movements, captions when thinking as time goes by, flutter is a breath away, holding onto moments gives me the precous times in the day. The month of may made me relise that catching literal moments on a page that could turn into special derivatives. termonlaogy rather living day by day; comming to terms that lays in front bears us all on a continuing front. Divergenicies in our approach sug and dance in a loop that notes, characteristics temporarely missing, the link that has circles binding in a union of hope.
I'm an inquistive person challanging myself, knowledge is a fulled adrenalin seeping from all auratus. Surounding truth in view makes the night blue, neighbouring day delivery spring in may a shiny glitter of broken glass, bilateral falling wet leaves... I'm walking with calmness I'm receptive to other brands conjoining weightlessness truth is there rather regression, time has kept in song making it no wrong.

An ignition, a momentus electric charge has sparked the colour of your eye making a journey of indefinate high as if my time has lengthened and has come into view by the pure sight of your eyes singing the electric blues. Ambience fad that takes the life I had and brings foremost annovtive tendicies into the night with it's special topics and forever a continuing perverbrial sight. If you’re ready girl, now is the time Climb on board and relax your mind Sail with me to a fantasy shore You’ll discover love you never imagined before. You don’t need a ticket, not one thin dime Just climb on board everything will be fine Don’t look back girl don’t look down Forget your troubles on the ground. We’ll climb the stars, hide behind the sun Across the universe we shall run Emotions in motion to a spacey tune I’ll prepare you a picnic on the moon and if free flight gets to be too much I’ll control your destination with my touch The stars, the moon, the earth, and sun Our climactic explosion will be as one. If you’re ready girl, now is the time Climb on board and leave the world behind Sail with me through the mystery skies I’ll set my course by the stars in your eyes So come on girl and take my hand will dont have to look back as I'm taking you too never-ever land.

''My life in words'' part three

2007-06-13T11:11:00.000-07:00

''my life in words'' part three
Do we Vivify our life's worth, invest our human emotions at such a young age. looking back, staring at time-- was it all over in a flash.. I scuppered my thoughts and wore them on my sleeve... Everyday would bring me something new, if only seeing a friend laugh disagreeing with my teacher or asking monotheism questions.
I could never underestimate how much a small footprint would have such a bearing in the future... Life is like an illustration, we start with a virgin campus, untouched the fundamental steps inceptive to our own. A giant Harp harmonize in the wind, notes capture the essence, cascade by the sound of the waterfall, Life's ammunition of continous zazzle.
The thought of being dumbstruck, the whispering in the background by the overbearing men and ear splitting tautness women. Was puberty going to be hard, my adolescence stage become an overcast of rabbits in a hut, frazzling one another. To be truth told I was just a shadow of myself looking to the future as a boy and looking to grow as a man.

It is the gap of transition that shakes us. Those moments before true movement has been achieved. A level of uncerntainty, a level embracing those moments when change has not yet come. To see that this is a necessary moment, before a new race has begun. In quiet moments the transition shall appear. As we open up our hearts to hear the silence, we are now willing to hear. To see past all the dancing of the mind, as a friend we can now lovingly leave behind.
Along the thought's causing stream, and take their shape and sun-colour from him that sends the dream. for destiny does not like to yeild to men the helm and shoots his thought by hidden nerves throughout the solid realm. The thought of succumbing to the bitter end, venturing from initiation to handling the immortal bend the doctrination that assembles the end.

Purpose

2007-06-13T08:30:00.000-07:00

Purpose...
Most people are guided by that mysterious thing in our lives called "purpose." If things are going well, it's because it's supposed to be that way. If things are not going well, it's because it's a lesson we are supposed to learn, one that will get us closer to our purpose someday. We all want a purpose, yet it seems like this all-important unobtainable thing. Yet, how can we find it?
First, accept that it may be time to find your purpose in life. It may take trial and error before you get it right. Mistakes are a great way to uncover your purpose because you have the opportunity to find out what you like and don't like. After many "don't likes" and "why do I keep doing the same things over an over again" comes a time of personal freedom and peace. Once you get what's not working out of the way, you can make room for the good stuff.
Second, believe that you will know when you find it. How will you know? You will feel it in the pit of your stomach. It's something that feels so right that you can't imagine doing anything else. And, you will feel "high" when you're doing it. This "high" feeling may feel a bit strange, and it may even frighten you. Don't be afraid, it's your higher power talking to you, letting you know that you are doing the right thing.
Lastly, you know you've found your purpose in life when it doesn't revolve around you. It's not the bigger house or the shiny new car that will make you happy. These are just goals, but they are not a substitute for your purpose in life. Your purpose in life will bring you happiness and true happiness comes from contributing to other people's lives and making a difference for someone else. We were put on this earth to help others, and that is the greatest gift of all!

''My life in words'' part two

2007-06-13T05:31:00.000-07:00

Time is the greatest modern scarcity. What used to be considered signs of success--being busy, having many responsibilities, being involved in many projects or activities--are today being felt as afflictions. Coming to a pinnacle point in my life a quater of a century old, shall I be gaining wisdom, shall I be a reflection of goodness; Mankind leaving a footprint for others or I just simply an insubordination to our elders. Is this understanding that allows time to finally begin to "breathe" in our lives. To be at time's mercy, exploring one's internal clock is time experienced by the soul- myslef captures the events that rises, sublime in momentary relationships "nonpsychological time," or "time of the heart [that] does not move," such as moments of ecstasy or joy in which time is cut off from the physical world which I like to think we all take with us on our reacuring foot-print journey.
I'm partially lost to friendship and it's dreams, I see myself not attached to people or things I'm attched to univestigated concepts that I believe to be true in the moment. I always had a life that I looked forward and seeing the brightness that eludes our hearts, forthcoming interaction I inticipate, momentary relations I encounter.. I truely luv the sound of the ocean; as a boy picking up the sea shell on the mental piece pressing it up against my ear and hearing the endless crashes along the shore, forseeing the future that would ineviatably be the single most powerful impact from hearing the sea from a shell. True happiness is within. A simple object (affection) that would have a hugh imprint, taking subtle things that has bearing on our human footprint.

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''My life in words'' part one

2007-06-13T05:24:00.000-07:00

''my life in words'' part one
A little big book about everything" How can I sum up an experience that trickles in our lives in which we capture and hold. From the moments we walk talk and have our first friendships the time we walk along with our parents idolizing them in their footprints, looking up with a smile that of now I can understand the feeling of having children, as I don't have children of my own we can recreate feelings that are not known to us but we can conceive literate to ones self, foresighted and transpire.
The only people for me are the mad ones. the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn burn burn, like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding into a sublime beauty of the firmament across the stars and in the middle you see blue centrelight pop and everybody goes 'Awee!' Sometimes our light goes out but is blown into flame by another human being. Each of us owes deepest thanks to those who have rekindled the light.
Love is patient, love is kind, and it is not jealous; love does not brag and it is not arrogant, does not act unbecomingly; it does not seek its own (will), is not provoked, does not take into account a wrong suffered, does not rejoice in unrighteousness, but rejoice with the truth; bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things. Love, in all it's fragile forms, is the one powerful, enduring force that brings real meaning to our everyday lives...but the love I mean is the fire that burns inside us all, the inner warmth that prevents our soul from freezing in the winters of despair.
There is a battle between men and women. Many people call it love. love is much like a wild rose, beautiful and calm, but willing to draw blood in it's defence.
Is it possible to believe that all the past is but the beginning of a beginning and all that is and has been is but the twilight. Is it possible to believe that all the human mind has ever accomplished is but the dream before the awakening
This is not the end, it is not even the beginning of the end, But, it is, perhaps the end of the beginning. (Winston Chrchill)