They say not to wander in the past. Plan for the future. And live for today.
But is there such thing as getting too caught up with life?
Alone, I know myself. I understand better. I believe stronger. I set out my priorities smarter.
Then I get taken into some unknown blackhole. While everything else gets tossed around.
Ha! Life just can’t keep up with me.
Like some mental joke. It corrupts the brain, but the heart is stronger.
A topic that every single soul has experienced.
A word that every single soul has pronounced.
A feeling that every single soul has expressed.
But a privilege that is often abused.
Go placidly amid the noise and haste, and remember what peace there may be in silence. As far as possible without surrender be on good terms with all persons. Speak your truth quietly and clearly; and listen to others, even the dull and the ignorant; they too have their story.
Avoid loud and aggressive persons, they are vexations to the spirit. If you compare yourself with others, you may become vain and bitter; for always there will be greater and lesser persons than yourself. Enjoy your achievements as well as your plans.
Keep interested in your own career, however humble; it is a real possession in the changing fortunes of time. Exercise caution in your business affairs; for the world is full of trickery. But let this not blind you to what virtue there is; many persons strive for high ideals; and everywhere life is full of heroism.
Be yourself. Especially, do not feign affection. Neither be cynical about love; for in the face of all aridity and disenchantment it is as perennial as the grass.
Take kindly the counsel of the years, gracefully surrendering the things of youth. Nurture strength of spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune. But do not distress yourself with dark imaginings. Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness. Beyond a wholesome discipline, be gentle with yourself.
You are a child of the universe, no less than the trees and the stars; you have a right to be here. And whether or not it is clear to you, no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should.
Therefore be at peace with God, whatever you conceive Him to be, and whatever your labors and aspirations, in the noisy confusion of life keep peace with your soul.
With all its sham, drudgery, and broken dreams, it is still a beautiful world. Be cheerful. Strive to be happy
Quote after quote, poem after poem
Love never seem to be defined
All that really matter was because you were in love
After all that times that one tried
The heart and brain, always in contradiction
Seeking for the kind of love, full of care and passion
While passing by what lies under
Full of mislead illusions
That is the best part… of being in love
there are no answers, just questions
Curiosity that makes one happy
no matter what situation
A fool, a risk taker, or hopeful dreamer
there is only one road for each trooper
Just a destination
Full of mislead illusion
“Words are spoken but often misunderstood
So actions fire up as tension lingers towards a brick wall;it sheds a tear maybe even a bawl
It seeks for a reason but finds nothing, can’t figure out what it is doing wrong.
They say they do but never acts the same way
Hypocrites walks these hot balance beamdancing their way hoping to be ignored.
A chance so smart but often taken for granted… and so are the words that spoken but still often unwanted
I awake into a dream, create a picture to conceal the unwanted,
then consume a poison to retain my health.
As I linger towards my destination, I realize my confusing questions,
standing on the cold chairs puzzled between left and right.
A passionate love turned to sex,
fulfilled emptiness, it’s just science.
I walked the run and hoped at the end.
and I awake into a dream.
A girl with a happy life but lost soul. Deceiving the world with her smile
Even she was fooled to the reality of destiny. Until she looked back and realized what she always had
Relationships were underestimated; went unnoticed, unappreciated, even forgotten.
Her lost soul … is still lost.
But she begins to appreciate her underlying foundation
The people who found the girls lost soul.
So this is what it feels like to fully give up. To give up on something that mattered sometime in my life.
To reach a destination of no turning back filled with whispering words that stabs deeper than a knife.
Then regret slowly lingers rather than a learning experience; A memory so easy to forget
And no matter how many times we play in circles, I wish we had never met.
The love that was once so pure and whole; is now a heart filled with wounds and a burning fire.
Hatred for the lack of a better word. As I’ve learned you are very deceiving, manipulated liar.
I pray to God that one day I’ll be able to forgive, as I’m still trying to erase the footprints left behind
By some stranger who became my world but chose to be a ‘nobody’ and a strife.