
Monday, August 25, 2008
Sunday, August 24, 2008
Live on

Everyone is looking for the prefect teacher,but although their teachings might be divine,
teachers are all too human, and its something that people find hard to accept.
Don’t confuse the teacher with the lesson the ritual with ecstasy, the transmitter of the symbol with the symbol itself.
The tradition is linked to our encounter with the forces in life and not with the people who bring this about. But we are weak, we ask the mother to send us guides, and all she sends is signs to the road we need to follow. Pity those who seek for shepherds, instead of the longing freedom!
teachers are all too human, and its something that people find hard to accept.
Don’t confuse the teacher with the lesson the ritual with ecstasy, the transmitter of the symbol with the symbol itself.
The tradition is linked to our encounter with the forces in life and not with the people who bring this about. But we are weak, we ask the mother to send us guides, and all she sends is signs to the road we need to follow. Pity those who seek for shepherds, instead of the longing freedom!
Good day!
From my current read 'The witch of Potobello' by Paulo Coelho
Thursday, August 21, 2008
I see

Everyday I see death
The death of a smile
The death of a touch
The death of a shoulder
The death of a word of love
The death of a sweet kiss
The death of a dream
The death of warmth
The death of trust
The death of expectations
The death of a tear
And through every death I see birth… The birth of a need
The birth of a realization
The birth of a struggle
The birth of a difficult smile
The birth of a hope
The birth of a new dream
The birth of a new power
The birth of new love
The birth of a …new life
Life is the best teacher.
Good Day!
The death of a smile
The death of a touch
The death of a shoulder
The death of a word of love
The death of a sweet kiss
The death of a dream
The death of warmth
The death of trust
The death of expectations
The death of a tear
And through every death I see birth… The birth of a need
The birth of a realization
The birth of a struggle
The birth of a difficult smile
The birth of a hope
The birth of a new dream
The birth of a new power
The birth of new love
The birth of a …new life
Life is the best teacher.
Good Day!
Wednesday, August 20, 2008
Love or me?

I see a cigarette at the tip of my lips that once held tight your wet kiss,
I see the lightening in the sky that once danced at your signal,today,forgets to remember your name,
I see these smiles that die before they reach my eyes,for alas you had gone by,
More void to fill the void that you had left is all I see, Oh lord was that love...or was that just ME?
From a forgotten diary.For someone who derives her enerygy from her pain.You inspired me !
Monday, August 18, 2008
Gloomy again
Sunday, August 17, 2008
Last Prayers...

Oceans of Happiness in a droplet of sadness,
Mountains of wins in a grainful of sins
A garden of smiles,float in a pond of lies,
In my last prayer to thee I say,
"give me a handful of eternity and I'll merasure infinity"
"Oh Lord,give me a soul full of 'you',and a chance to be new"
Its never late to change,never late to mend yourself.Do it today.
Have a great day!
Tuesday, August 12, 2008
Lovers
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