Resist the urge to listen to those who try to tell you who you should be; you know yourself better than anyone could. But also resist the urge to be deaf for there are things about you you only learn through someone else. Resist the urge to be hard for in softness lies formidable strength.… Continue reading A poem for “those” days
I have to share this very perceptive thoughtful essay by George Carlin… a comedian of the 70s and 80s. It speaks for itself The Paradox of our Time The paradox of our time in history is that We have taller buildings, but shorter tempers Wider freeways, but narrower viewpoints We spend more, but have less… Continue reading The Paradox of Life
I remember when we were in high school church was a mandatory requirement…. you couldnt miss it. It was sacred… everything we learnt revolved around seeking God’s guidance. It was great counting on Him. Over the years it seemed to slip away. That assuarance… that certainity… that trust. Life and all its misgivings happened. In… Continue reading The Road i forgot still existed
its either black … or its white you love … or you hate boys … girls rich … poor fabulous … drab friends … enemies life … death good … bad positive … negative beautiful … ugly you are either going to hell … or heaven smart … stupid cool … shady quiet … talkative… Continue reading THE EXTREMES….
No problem lasts forever No matter how permanently fixed In the center of our lives it may seem Whatever we experience in this ever-changing life Is sure to pass.Even pain… Difficult situations often bring out The qualities in us that otherwise might not have risen to the surface; Such as courage And our shrewdness in… Continue reading GOODBYES…
in the words of my good friend … I needed this : Mistakes are made Promises broken Loved ones die Hearts are hurt Dreams shattered Disappointments People lie People talk Life gets harder Wrong decisions Wrong moves Fucked up relationships Broke ……almost poor We all know what we are passing through right now Sometimes life… Continue reading The gift of tomorrow
Its dark its cold im weary im sold And the year ends I struggle with reality Because my fantasy creeps up on me like a disease I want to sleep and wake with angels Know no happiness…because it cannot come without sorrow Life is a contradiction of itself there is always room for shades of… Continue reading Oh boy!!!