Thursday, January 31, 2008

Think about it!

Every song ends, but is that any reason not to enjoy the music?

Dissapointment

People are going to dissapoint you. I get that, I kinda expect that. But, I don't know, what if you wake up one day and realize you're the dissapointment?

Draw

I want to draw something that means something to someone. You know, I want to draw blind faith or a fading summer or... just a moment of clarity. It's like when you go and you see a really great band live for the first time, you know, and nobody's saying it but everybody's thinking it-- "We have something to believe in again." I want to draw that feeling. But, I can't. And if I can't be great at it then I don't want to ruin it. It's too important to me.

Missing

Missing someone gets easier every day because even though it's one day further from the last time you saw each other, it's one day closer to the next time you will.

Alone

Am I the reason people always leave? Am I the reason all these things keep happening to me? Maybe I'm just destined to be alone.

Happiness

Happiness comes in many forms.
In the company of good friends,
in the feeling you get when you make someone else’s dreams come true,
or in a promise of hope renewed.
It’s ok to let yourself be happy,
because you never know how great that happiness might be.
Sometimes pain becomes such a huge part of your life,
that you expect it to always be there,
because you can’t remember a time in your life when it wasn’t.
But then one day you feel something else.
Something that feels wrong only because it’s so unfamiliar,
and in that moment you realize you’re happy.

Life

When life comes rushing at you out of the darkness who will you choose to face it with? Will it be someone you trust? Will they be wise? And will their love for you help them to guide you to the light, or will they lose their way in the darkness? Will they make noble choices? Or will that person be untested, someone new?
Life comes rushing at you from out of the darkness. When it does, is there someone in your life you can count on -- someone who will watch over you when you stumble and fall, and in that moment, give you the strength to face your fears alone?

Change

If you could go back and change just one thing about your life, would you? and if you did, would that change make your life better? Or would that change ultimatily break your heart? or break the heart of another? would you choose an entirely different path? or would you change just one thing? just one moment. one moment that you always wanted back...

Does this darkness have a name?

Does this darkness have a name? This cruelty, this hatred. How did it find us? Did it steal into our lives or did we seek it out and embrace it? What happened to us that we send children into the world like we send men to a war? Hoping for their safe return but knowing some will be lost along the way. When did we lose our way consumed by the shadow and swallowed whole by the darkness? Does this darkness have a name? Is it your name?

Past, Present and Future

Do not look back and grieve over the past, for it is gone, and do not be troubled about the future, for it has yet to come. Live in the present, and make it so beautiful that it will be worth remembering.

Douglas Adams

once wrote: 'He felt that his whole life was Some kind of dream, and he sometimes wondered
whose it was, and whether they were enjoying it.'

Oliver Wendell Holmes

once said:
"Many people die with their music still in them. Too often it is because they are always getting ready to live. Before they know it, time runs out."

Monday, January 28, 2008

Home

i cant even begin to describe where my home is.is it the place i was born?
or is is the place i grew up? thats one of the most confusing questions that
are left unanswered.at the age 0f 8, i left my home country and moved.
then after finishing my exams in high school i moved back to my motherland.so to speak.
a part of me died as soon as i landed here. its been 3 years now and still i cant move on to this new life or home of mine. people always say that it feels great to be back home again.
but the strange thing is that i don't feel the same way.for me wheres home?is it here or is it somewhere else. i just miss being the person i use to be.i feel as if I'm imprisoned by my own thoughts. some might say that i am being unfair, because haven't lived for so long here compared to there. but thats not the point, if its home then why do i feel this way.

Sunday, January 27, 2008

Picture

You ever look at a picture of yourself and see a stranger in the background? You know, it makes you wonder how many strangers have pictures of you. How many moments of other people's lives have we been in? Were we a part of someone's life when their dream came true? Or were we there when their dreams died? Did we keep trying to get in as if we were somehow destined to be there? Or did the shot take us by surprise? Just think. You could be a big part of someone else's life and not even know it.

Truth

Truth is still absolute. Believe that. Even when that truth is hard, and cold, and more painful than you ever imagined. And even when truth, is more cruel than any lie.

Regret

Regret comes in all shapes and sizes. Some are small, like when we do a bad thing for a good reason. Some are bigger like when we let down a friend. Some of us escape the pains of regret by making the right choice. Some of us have little time for regret because were looking forward to the future. Sometimes we have to fight to come to terms with the past, and sometimes we bury our regret by promising to change our ways. But our biggest regrets are not for the things we did but for the things we didn't do, things we didn't say that could have saved someone we care about. Especially when we can see the dark storm that's headed their way.

Simple things

As we strain to grasp the things we desire, the things we think will make our lives better: money, popularity, fame, we ignore what truly matters: the simple things like friendship, family, love.. the things we probably already had.

Fight

To be nobody but yourself in a world that's doing its best to make you somebody else, is to fight the hardest battle you are ever going to fight. Never stop fighting.

Moment

Most of our life is a series of images that pass us by on the highway but sometimes a moment stuns us as it happens and we know that this instant is more than a fleeting image, we know this moment will live on forever.

Thursday, January 24, 2008

Time

Ever wonder how long it takes to change your life? What measure of time is enough to be life-altering? Is it four years, like high school? One year? An eight-week walking tour? Can your life change in a month, or a week, or a single day? We're always in a hurry to grow up, to go places, to get ahead...but when you're young, one hour can change everything.

Choose

There comes a time when every life goes off course. In this desperate moment you must choose your direction. Will you fight to stay on the path while others tell you who you are? Or will you label yourself? Will you be honored by your choice? Or will you embrace your new path? Each morning you choose to move forward or to simply give up.

Katherine Anne Porter

once said: There seems to be a kind of order in the universe... in the movement of the stars and the turning of the Earth and the changing of the seasons. But human life is almost pure chaos. Everyone takes his stance, asserts his own right and feelings, mistaking the motives of others, and his own.

Take a chance

we can find the good in everybody if we just give them a chance. the benefit of the doubt. sometimes people disappoint you, sometimes they surprise you but you never really get to know them until you listen to what's in their hearts.

Appreciation

You ever wake up from a really good dream and you try to get back to sleep- or you got the flu and you promise yourself you would appreciate normal so much more if you could just get back to it? That's the way I feel. I just want things to go back to the way they were.

Hold On

Sometimes it easy to feel like you're the only one in the world who's suffering or unsatisfied or just trying to get by, but that feeling is a lie and if you just find the strength to hold on for another day someone will find you.

Graduation Day

Graduation day. A day when we officially leave the refuge of high school and begin our real lives. But what of those lives, as we go into the world? What matters most? Is it about the things we create? The things we achieve? The awards we win? Is it about who we are when we fail? What's more important-what we become, or how we become it?

I wonder

Sometimes I wonder if anything is absolute anymore. Is there still right and wrong? Good and bad? Truth and lies? Or is everything negotiable, left to interpretation, grey. Sometimes we're forced to bend the truth, transform it, because we're faced with things that are not of our own making. And sometimes things simply catch up to us.

Have you ever wondered what marks our time here? If one life can really make an impact on the world? Or if the choices we make matter? I believe they do. And I believe that one man can change many lives... for better or worse!

Wednesday, January 23, 2008

3 Years, 1 month, 3 weeks

sometime it feels like it was yesterday, graduating high school, saying goodbye
the feeling that you get when you are 17 o 18 that nobody in the history of the world has ever been this close, has ever loved as fiercely or laughed as hard or cared as much

sometimes it feels like it was yesterday and sometimes it feels like it was someone else's memory...
things have changed within these years, but in many ways this is just the beginning.