starting to get the strands that connect us :o)
Sunday, July 24, 2011
Saturday, July 23, 2011
22/07/2011
Friday, July 22, 2011
Going ... going ... gone
Never gonna be .................. alone (well unless you're me)
Time, is going by, so much faster than I,
And I'm starting to regret not spending all of it with you.
Now I'm, wondering why, I've kept this bottled inside,
So I'm starting to regret not telling all of this to you.
So if I haven't yet, I've gotta let you know...
You're never gonna be alone
From this moment on, if you ever feel like letting go,
I won't let you fall...
You're never gonna be alone
I'll hold you 'til the hurt is gone.
And now, as long as I can, I'm holding on with both hands,
'Cause forever I believe that there's nothing I could need but you,
So if I haven't yet, I've gotta let you know...
You're never gonna be alone
From this moment on, if you ever feel like letting go,
I won't let you fall.
When all hope is gone, I know that you can carry on.
We're gonna see the world out,
I'll hold you 'til the hurt is gone.
Oh!
You've gotta live every single day,
Like it's the only one, what if tomorrow never comes?
Don't let it slip away,
Could be our only one, you know it's only just begun.
Every single day,
Maybe our only one, what if tomorrow never comes?
Tomorrow never comes...
Time, is going by, so much faster than I,
And I'm starting to regret not telling all of this to you.
So if I haven't yet, I've gotta let you know...
You're never gonna be alone
From this moment on, if you ever feel like letting go,
I won't let you fall.
When all hope is gone, I know that you can carry on.
We're gonna see the world out,
I'll hold you 'til the hurt is gone.
I'm gonna be there always,
I won't be missing one more day,
I'm gonna be there always,
I won't be missing one more day.
Thursday, July 21, 2011
Wednesday, July 20, 2011
Sunday, July 17, 2011
Those special people . . . . . . . .
~from The Warrior of the Light
~*~
Warriors of the light are not perfect.
Their beauty lies in accepting this fact
and still desiring to grow and to learn.
~from The Warrior of the Light
Friday, July 15, 2011
Have you ever stood still and felt?
Joni Pulido
Have you ever stood still and felt
An overwhelming tendernessA deep sorrow
Watching the world as you know it
Collapse in one great rubble?
Will you feel compassion and care?
Will you think how you will make them pay?
Will you think how you can help them heal?
When you greet fire with fire
You make a gigantic ballUntil its big enough to topple
Everything on its way
Have you seen fire greet calm water
And meet in tranquility?The great fire quiets as its passed
From one calming presence to another
I am not a great hero nor done any great
deeds
To let the pained souls know love is possible
And maybe the great ball will quiet as its
passed
From one loving heart to another
Thursday, July 14, 2011
Monday, July 11, 2011
Saturday, July 9, 2011
Finally got something to say
Funny, but after weeks of really having something I feel I need too say but not knowing what it was I had to say I woke up this morning knowing exactly what I had to say to someone.
Problem being that I sorta, kinda can't cause I sorta, kinda dumped his ass last week for no reason other than well yeah thats actually another story altogether suffice it to say I feel really crappy about it especially given the fact that his dad passed away less than a week later but then again you also can't be what you're not or at least that seems to be part of the lesson here anyway.
On the upside I can finally give him the explanation he asked for cause I can finally say what I needed to say.
Now if I can just sort out my knots and their relationship to someone else or finally figure out WTF it is that I'm supposed to say to him before its to late (don't ask but gut feel really is a vague ole bugger sometimes) I might actually be making progress.
Have a love and laughter filled weekend peeps ;o)
Friday, July 8, 2011
The best definition of Love I've ever read
Love is not something you do,
Love is a way of being.
And more than that.
It is simply being,
Being with another person, however they may be.
Holding no judgments, having no agendas,
No desire to control,
No need to prove your love,
No intrusion upon their soul.
Nothing but a total acceptance of their being
Thursday, July 7, 2011
Wednesday, July 6, 2011
Tuesday, July 5, 2011
Monday, July 4, 2011
Sunday, July 3, 2011
Saturday, July 2, 2011
Perfect
Made
a wrong turn
Once or twice
Dug my way out
Blood and fire
Bad decisions
That's alright
Welcome to my silly life
Mistreated, misplaced, missundaztood
Miss "no way it's all good"
It didn't slow me down
Mistaken
Always second guessing
Underestimated
Look, I'm still around...
Pretty, pretty please
Don't you ever, ever feel
Like your less than
Fuckin' perfect
Pretty, pretty please
If you ever, ever feel
Like your nothing
You're fuckin' perfect to me
You're so mean
When you talk
About yourself
You are wrong
Change the voices
In your head
Make them like you
Instead
So complicated
Look how big you'll make it
Filled with so much hatred
Such a tired game
It's enough
I've done all I can think of
Chased down all my demons
See you same
Pretty, pretty please
Don't you ever, ever feel
Like your less than
Fuckin' perfect
Pretty, pretty please
If you ever, ever feel
Like your nothing
You're fuckin' perfect to me
The world stares while I swallow the fear
The only thing I should be drinking is an ice cold beer
So cool in lying and I tried tried
But we try too hard, it's a waste of my time
Done looking for the critics, cuz they're everywhere
They don't like my genes, they don't get my hair
Stringe ourselves and we do it all the time
Why do we do that?
Why do I do that?
Why do I do that?
Ooh, pretty pretty pretty,
Pretty pretty please don't you ever ever feel
Like you're less then, fuckin' perfect
Pretty pretty please if you ever ever feel
Like you're nothing you're fuckin' perfect, to me
You're perfect
You're perfect
Pretty, pretty please don't you ever ever feel like you're less then, fucking
perfect
Pretty, pretty please if you ever ever feel like you're nothing you're fucking
perfect to me