Imagination

I was thinking about how one can avoid the darts of the crowds (or trouble) as a result of pain in the world. And as I thought about it, I realised that life is not fair and there will always be trouble and attacks (from the enemy), but in spite of this, one must (learn to) be good to one's heart.

And this has motivated me today.

a letter to a friend

You don't have to write back: just know you are a star.

Dear Friend.
I want you to know. You are the best thing that ever happened to me. And I love you.
I will write (it all) down. +

Thank you for visiting me, the mustache was terrible. But I enjoy dinner. Our time together made my dreams come true.
The board.
Dinner and entertainment, at the airport.
Ride.
Thank you for the gifts.
The ride.
The story of Alexander.
The brother, exotic lands.

The meadows. Streams, water.
Reunion with my friends.

School was nice.
The race. I enjoy the race.
The grounds so familiar.
Oblivion.

Dear friends, stay strong. I never think you'd grow bored with what you have.
Don't worry about the problem it will happen naturally.

January 3, 2015
My Love.
My heart skips a beat because I am in love.
You are all I think about.
You are all I need.
In this world full of shame.
You are my dream.
You are my everything.
It is enough.

I like to think about you.
I like to dream about you.
Hey! haven knows you are all I need.
All I dream.

I can't see you hurt.
Or bear to break your heart.

If I fail, I will break down.
Because of you.
Not because, I will loose hope.
Not because I will loose myself.
Or suffer in pain.
But because pain is loosing you.
Not having you by my side.

And not able to talk to you. Or be with.
I love you so much from the bottom of my heart.
It's true when I go, away. I come back.
When I leave, I return.

The universe calls me... No! Draws me to you.
That's why I love you. And I love you. I love you.

I rest. Let me rest tonight, knowing that I love you.
That I can love you.

You don't know how long I have waited for this.

You are beautiful.
I can't help it.
I hope it's not much to say.

Who can I say this to. Who else can I say this to.
Who else matters.

My life depends on you, and I know it now.

Thank you.


January 29, 2015

Let the music flow.
Nowhere to go when I trapped inside of you.
Is passion, I suddenly feel in my heart.
No voice can compare to that which I get from you.

None really matters not even the voices in the air.
It's nonsense.
That's why i stick to what i know.
And I've learnt my lesson.

Its phenomenal.
Truth says it.
Can't lie about it.

What is a man or person
If he looses his voice.
Ability to speak.
Right.
Now i have no care in the world.

Worry to Much and loose your dear.

Happiness happens.
Its like Destiny.
Fate says it all.
I keep my peace eternally if I don't speak.

Now i have the right to be.
Not perfect but human.
Hold on to your dreams.
Kids keep you alive.

We're happy with something to look forward to.


Little kids keep us alive.
We're happy with something glorious to look forward to.

[Soundtrack ~ Your Spa Lounge: 2014]

Remember (to love yourself)

Dec. 14. 14.

Don't hesitate.

(Don't hesitate to be who you are.)

Don't worry if you hesitate to be true to yourself. It's not a race. 

As long you are true your self, it is okay.

To the deepest parts of the earth

December 20, 2014
I saw something a while back.
The world as only limited to earthly, material things. And even so, the earth is disregarded.
The surface, of things, is more the totality of the matter.
But the earth is, in fact, a solid rock. A mass.

There is also the air. And everything around, the atmosphere.
The things unseen - of which I cannot remember.
If I wanted to be a pilot and die the air, it is much of a glorious adventure than dying anywhere else on (the surface of) this earth.
The earth, I love because it is all I have until it is no more; or I die or am buried in it.

"Verily, I learned waiting also, and thoroughly so,—but only waiting for MYSELF. And above all did I learn standing and walking and running and leaping and climbing and dancing. This however is my teaching: he who wisheth one day to fly, must first learn standing and walking and running and climbing and dancing:—one doth not fly into flying!"

(Nietzsche, 1883-1891).

Picture the earth as a globe in space with nothing holding it... And then there are the structures built on its surface. This is beautiful. Yet we are surrounded by space. The space we dream of.

Let us not rush, dear 'dream ones'.
It can be lonely, out there, all alone -

In space:

surrounded by the stars
and the dark,
drifting through infinity like a helium inflated balloon.

All on our own.

I admonish you to the words of Nietzsche: be true to the earth. Love the earth; what you have. And be true to your self.
Then can you love you: I love I, and you love I and I love you.
 But enough with the nonsense and play of words.
I love you


Reference:
Friedrich W. Nietzsche, 1883-1891. Thus Spake Zarathustra: A Book for All and None. Germany: Ernst Schmeitzner.

Night cup

Even the leaders can't do it all.

Manifesto

I persuade thee to self-love,
As has been explained by Nietzsche our brother in 'Thus Spake Zarathustra'.

This is a call to Exercise, a call to creativity, a call to holding on to dreams.

The Blue Letter

Pharaoh says,
'Love youself, and again love yourself'

Pharaoh was young, resourceful, and understood the times he lived in.
And with this awareness, he worked with no time to loose; as responsibility grew.

He had a strange dream one day.
He woke up that day, feeling Confident: the troubles he had been experiencing, were past.

"It began with Her. Then came the beginning, which was the truth indeed, where he found his way to the place he desired to go.

He was transported, as by traders through a channel, to a deserted land. Where he found himself in the kitchen of an eatery.
He immediately took responsibility and served his way to customers needs.

The needs of the guest being a vegetarian dish with a side of salad.

From table to 'top', he carried himself out into an open area.
Going further out he found two Mums sat side by side, starring in his direction but not particularly at him.

Everything is vague from here. But before these ladies appear, she comes - the delight of his dreams; this lady who begins his dreams."


He wakes. He stays but he is not part of this world.
He makes up his mind. This morning. In the wake of the sun. He focuses on the 'one star in sight'. Although unconscious about his actions, he is determined, somehow to make a difference in his life.

This time he makes not a lot of stops on his his way for coffee. Yet he visits the bathroom.

He prints his dreams.

Then gets a drink.

Duty, he sets aside. And declares for himself a holiday. Until, he can make free his mind from the trouble of ambitious gain, that hurts.

He reads. He eats. He reads. He rests. And he reads again. Oh yes! He does what he wills.

The day ends well. But not without some troubles and complication. But like farewell kisses from distances, he is created: a new person he becomes.