An Insight...

Monday, December 1, 2008

"Though it hurt so much and was really hard to get through... I would do it all over again given the chance. I've only been really in love once and it was the most devastatingly beautiful chapter of my life. There is so much to gain from the intimacy and closeness you can share with another person... It was sad to see it end, but looking back now I can say I am a better person because of it... it gave me an insight and tenderness that I had never experienced before and the thought of finding a new partner excites me because this time around I will know how to be the lover that she deserves... well I guess it is better to have loved and lost than never have loved at all... "

Fear/less

Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness, that most frightens us. We ask ourselves, who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, and fabulous? Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of God. Your playing small doesn't serve the world. There's nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won't feel insecure around you. We are all meant to shine, as children do. We are born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us. It's not just in some of us, it's in everyone. And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others.

- Marianne Williamson

simply me...

Sunday, October 19, 2008

"... I am no one special, just a common man with
common thoughts. I've led a common lilfe.
There are no monuments dedicated to me,
and my name will soon be forgotten. But in
one respect, I'v succeeded as gloriously as
anyone who ever lived. I've loved another with
all my heart and soul, and for me, that has
always been enough... "

- from "The Notebook"

Meaning of being mean

Sunday, September 14, 2008

“Meaning doesn't lie in things. Meaning lies in us. When we attach value to things that aren't love -- the money, the car, the house, the prestige -- we are loving things that can't love us back. We are searching for meaning in the meaningless. Money, of itself, means nothing. Material things, of themselves, mean nothing. It's not that they're bad. It's that they're nothing.”

Marianne Williamson

Testing lang....

Tuesday, September 9, 2008

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That thing called LIFE...

Thursday, August 14, 2008

"...Let me tell you something you already know. The world
ain't all sunshine and rainbows. It's a very mean and nasty place and I
don't care how tough you are... it will beat you to your knees and keep
you there permanently if you let it. You, me, or nobody is gonna hit as
hard as life. But it ain't about how hard ya hit. It's about how hard
you can get hit and keep moving forward. How much you can take and keep
moving forward. That's how winning is done! Now if you know what you're
worth then go out and get what you're worth. But ya gotta be willing to
take the hits, and not pointing fingers saying you ain't where you
wanna be because of him, or her, or anybody! Cowards do that and that
ain't you! You're better than that!..."
-from the movie Rocky Balboa (2006)

Iris

Sunday, June 29, 2008

"I understand feeling as small and as insignificant as humanly possible.
And how it can actually ache in places you didn't know you had inside
you. And it doesn't matter how many new haircuts you get, or gyms you
join, or how many glasses of chardonnay you drink with your
girlfriends... you still go to bed every night going over every detail
and wonder what you did wrong or how you could have misunderstood. And
how in the hell for that brief moment you could think that you were
that happy. And sometimes you can even convince yourself that he'll see
the light and show up at your door. And after all that, however long
all that may be, you'll go somewhere new. And you'll meet people who
make you feel worthwhile again. And little pieces of your soul will
finally come back. And all that fuzzy stuff, those years of your life
that you wasted, that will eventually begin to fade..."
- from the movie "The Holiday"


Life in Circles

Tuesday, June 17, 2008

They painted up your secrets
With the lies they told to you
And the least they ever gave you
Was the most you ever knew

And I wonder where these dreams go
When the world gets in your way
What's the point in all this screaming
No one's listening anyway

Your voice is small and fading
And you hide in here unknown
And your mother loves your father
'Cause she's got nowhere to go

And she wonders where these dreams go
'Cause the world got in her way
What's the point in ever trying
Nothing's changing anyway

They press their lips against you
And you love the lies they say
And I tried so hard to reach you
But you're falling anyway

And you know I see right through you
When the world gets in your way
What's the point in all this screamin'
You're not listening anyway

- Acoustic #3 by Goo Goo Dolls

-untitled-

Monday, June 9, 2008

“I wanted a perfect ending. Now I’ve learned, the hard way, that some poems don’t rhyme, and some stories don’t have a clear beginning, middle and end. Life is about not knowing, having to change, taking the moment and making the best of it, without knowing what’s going to happen next.”

Incomplete...

Saturday, May 24, 2008

“I miss you when something really good happens, because you are the one I
want to share it with. I miss you when something is troubling me,
because you are the one who understands me so well. I miss you when I
laugh and cry because i know that you are the one that makes my
laughter grow and my tears disappear. I miss you all the time, but I
miss you most when i lay awake at night and think of all the wonderful
times we spent with eachother;for those were some of the best times of
my life.”

Maybe

Tuesday, January 8, 2008

"And I'm here to sing
About the things that mattered
About the things that made us feel alive for oh so long
About the things that kept you on my side when I was wrong

Maybe it's just me, Couldn't you believe
That everything I said and did, wasn't just deceiving
And the tear in your eye, and your calm hard face
Makes me wish that I was never brought into this place..."
- Maybe(Secondhand Serenade)