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  • Vexing

     

    I wrote, je suis triste....

    The person replied, ne vous inquiétez pas. être heureux

    It's not really what I wanted to hear.


    Easy for you to say since you're not the one who has to wait and always be the one that waits, probably in vain and not be allowed to have expectations. In fact, I never had a say in the matter whatsoever.

    Where are the "amends" that are promised to me? Where are the explanations that were "probably warranted"? Where is the "welcome" that were professed to me? And where is the hand that will hold mine??

    Has there been a change of heart? Has it all been taken back? If that's the case, then tell me so.

    I coveted your presence
    -for support,
    I longed judicial companionship,
    I wanted your confidence
    You give me silence,
    I needed your voice
    in my ear and
    through my heart
    but naught found
    I treasured nearness
    from so far away
    I know naught why
    you remained so afar

    My feelings remains the same if not more intense. But neglect will breed resentment, eventually.

    Years and years of silence....Is this all I'll ever get?

    *sigh*

    I feel tired and sad.......

    And I see no relief in sight............


    The Hobbit by J.R.R. Tolkien

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    “To burn with desire and keep quiet about it is the greatest punishment we can bring on ourselves.”

    - Federico García Lorca, Blood Wedding and Yerma


    I'm feeling you, you feeling me
    But still we can't be together
    I got a feeling
    You got these same feelings
    Too bad we can't feel 'em together

    I sit on my bed and wonder

    How it'd be if you were mine
    I think of you like no other
    It's what I do every night...

    Do you have any idea
    How hard it is to act like you don't mean a thing and
    This chemistry between you and me
    I wanna share with everyone
    All I can do is just write down every emotion I feel
    Hopefully one day you'll find out

    My love for you is real

  • Quando, quando, quando

    Tell me when will you be mine
    Tell me quando quando quando
    We can share a love devine
    Please don't make me wait again

    When will you say yes to me
    Tell me quando quando quando
    You mean happiness to me
    Oh my love please tell me when

    Every moment's a day
    Every day seems a lifetime
    Let me show you the way
    To a joy beyond compare

    I can't wait a moment more
    Tell me quando quando quando
    Say it's me that you adore
    And then darling tell me when

    Every moment's a day
    Every day seems a lifetime
    Let me show you the way
    To a joy beyond compare

    I can't wait a moment more
    Tell me quando quando quando
    Say it's me that you adore
    And then darling tell me when




  • Two hands

    Dear Lover,

    If you ever get a chance to read this, know that I think of you often. I thought about what I would say to you when I see you. I thought about what you have said and used to say to me. Life and love is like two hands, you used to say that one need two hands to clap. Two hands to clap in unison. If this is also like love, two people in love can be identified by two hands. When we meet I will ask you, the left hand has been awake and has been waiting for the right hand for a very long time, so the left hand is getting somewhat drowsy. Is the right hand still sleeping?

  • The two hands....the two kings


    Are there pre-requisites for love?    If so maybe I'm over qualified and have been for a long time and just not willing to accept it........

    These words keep echoing in me like drums in the deep. These words haunt my nights and days. Will I ever be free? I think not nor can I say I really want to. So be it then.

    Tell you what mon coeur,
    le sentiment est mutuel.

    But careful now lover, neglect has bred resentment.




  • Desire urges me on, as fear bridles me.

    -Giordano Bruno (1548-1600)



  • Paroles

    C'est étrange,
    Je n'sais pas ce qui m'arrive ce soir,
    Je te regarde comme pour la première fois.
                                                                    Encore des mots toujours des mots
                                                                                                    les mêmes mots
    Je n'sais plus comment te dire,
                                                                                                Rien que des mots
    Mais tu es cette belle histoire d'amour...
    que je ne cesserai jamais de lire.
                                                                     Des mots faciles des mots fragiles
                                                                                                    C'était trop beau
    Tu es d'hier et de demain
                                                                                                       Bien trop beau
    De toujours ma seule vérité.
                                                                       Mais c'est fini le temps des rêves
                                                                              Les souvenirs se fanent aussi
                                                                                               quand on les oublie
    Tu es comme le vent qui fait chanter les violons
    et emporte au loin le parfum des roses.
                                                                         Caramels, bonbons et chocolats
    Par moments, je ne te comprends pas.
                                                                                              Merci, pas pour moi
                                                               Mais tu peux bien les offrir à une autre
                                                              qui aime le vent et le parfum des roses
                                                        Moi, les mots tendres enrobés de douceur
                                      se posent sur ma bouche mais jamais sur mon cœur
    Une parole encore.
                                                                                           Parole, parole, parole
    Ecoute-moi.
                                                                                           Parole, parole, parole
    Je t'en prie.
                                                                                           Parole, parole, parole
    Je te jure.
                                                                 Parole, parole, parole, parole, parole
                                                         encore des paroles que tu sèmes au vent
    Voilà mon destin te parler....
    te parler comme la première fois.
                                                                    Encore des mots toujours des mots
                                                                                                    les mêmes mots
    Comme j'aimerais que tu me comprennes.
                                                                                                Rien que des mots
    Que tu m'écoutes au moins une fois.
                                                            Des mots magiques des mots tactiques
                                                                                                     qui sonnent faux
    Tu es mon rêve défendu.
                                                                                                 Oui, tellement faux
    Mon seul tourment et mon unique espérance.
                                                                Rien ne t'arrête quand tu commences
                                                                               Si tu savais comme j'ai envie
                                                                                               d'un peu de silence
    Tu es pour moi la seule musique...
    qui fit danser les étoiles sur les dunes
                                                                         Caramels, bonbons et chocolats
    Si tu n'existais pasdéjà je t'inventerais.
                                                                                              Merci, pas pour moi
                                                               Mais tu peux bien les offrir à une autre
                                                                       qui aime les étoiles sur les dunes
                                                        Moi, les mots tendres enrobés de douceur
                                      se posent sur ma bouche mais jamais sur mon cœur
    Encore un mot juste une parole
                                                                                           Parole, parole, parole
    Ecoute-moi.
                                                                                           Parole, parole, parole
    Je t'en prie.
                                                                                           Parole, parole, parole
    Je te jure.
                                                                 Parole, parole, parole, parole, parole
                                                          encore des paroles que tu sèmes au vent
    Que tu es belle !
                                                                                           Parole, parole, parole
    Que tu est belle !
                                                                                           Parole, parole, parole
    Que tu es belle !
                                                                                           Parole, parole, parole
    Que tu es belle !
                                                                 Parole, parole, parole, parole, parole
                                                          encore des paroles que tu sèmes au vent


  • "Carve your name on my heart, not on marble"




    Once in awhile I would remember and reminisced some things that has long passed. I think some of the most deeply engraved memories are the ones in conversations that I've had. Perception is in the eyes of the beholder. I've always thought that the act or art of conversing and communicating very fascinating. There's that saying, "action speaks louder than words" and it may be so but in many cases, words can evoke and etched deeper feelings. I find having a really good conversation with someone is very stimulating and enlightening, but this is a very very rare occurrence for me. There's always this sense of mystery that draws me in and the need to understand hidden meanings behind words, if there are any, was at times overwhelming. I'm like a moth to a flame. I normally have a good memory to begin with though I don't often like to admit it, but once in an extremely rare occasion I'd meet someone that ticks of all of the boxes and not only etched some lines deep in me so that I won't forget, but they also inspired me, opened up my mind and changed my views of things. Again, perception is in the eyes of the beholder, how I read and view things in others may not be the same as everyone else, I look for the significance that made sense to me where as others overlook or don't see. There are those extreme few people that have crossed into my life and left such deep imprints in me that now I refuse to forget.

    I often recall memories here and there, they were the few positive and happy ones.

    7510

    N*********son:  i think life is about giving and taking

    N*********son:  give and take yes.

    N*********son: but i also feel that giving is better than receiving

    SwTLoVeR82:  so trade one for one?

    N*********son:  i like trading

    N*********son:  i like generous offerings.

    N*********son:  the bible states you give back ten fold

    N*********son:  i only refer to the bible when it benefits me

    N*********son:  "i dont like trading"

    N*********son:  trading is for negotiators

    N*********son:  negotiators are liars

    N*********son:  i'd rather like to think this.... a person gives what they can give because they want to give and give what they want to give

    N*********son:  regardless of what they receive.  the true beauty of giving is not what a person can receive in return for their gift but how they feel after they give

    N*********son:  and i too like to give.

    SwTLoVeR82:  ok

    N*********son:  and i like to give generous.  but at this time... i must ask for alms for the poor

    SwTLoVeR82:  then give me all of you

    N*********son:  :)

    SwTLoVeR82:  hehehe

    SwTLoVeR82:  you are clever with words mister

    N*********son:  i can give all of me... but it is my mind that you must take

    N*********son:  words are just words... they mean nothing unless the person reading the words believes and the person writing believes

    SwTLoVeR82:  do you believe then?

    N*********son:  keep in mind the personality test said that i was a INTJ.  "strategist"

    SwTLoVeR82:  yes i know...

    N*********son:  but yes.... i believe.  if i didn't i'd go to sleep and dream about the girl in this avatar.  :)

    N*********son:  oh wait..they are the same person.  go figure.  (hahaha)   it was a joke.  hope you got it

     

    070910

    N*********son:  honestly...... i think i could have if i really really really wanted to... but i chose not to.

    SwTLoVeR82:  may i ask why?

    N*********son:  i think it's better that way

    N*********son:  it allows me to think more clearly.   less emotion

    N*********son:  less emotion and more concentration and focus on the task at hand

    SwTLoVeR82:  i see

    N*********son: do you really see?

    N*********son:  i know it's still confusing

    N*********son:  and it'll be even more confusing if you keep asking me

    N*********son:  trust me.

    SwTLoVeR82:  i can try to grasp a nunderstanding but again...im not in your shoes so i wouldnt really know

    N*********son:  some things are better unexplained.

    N*********son:  don't be fooled

    N*********son:  i'm giving you the text book reaction

    N*********son:  you did great.. you answered exactly.    it was what was expected.

     

    072410

    N*********son: today i saw a movie "something the lord made"

    N*********son:  ever heard of it?

    SwTLoVeR82:  religious?

    N*********son:  it's a medical movie

    SwTLoVeR82:  never heard of it

    N*********son:  it's about medicine. well more specifically open heart surgery and the history of open heart surgery

    SwTLoVeR82:  sounds interesting

    N*********son:  the movie is based on a true story and it stars Mos Def and Alan Rickman

    N*********son:  the interesting thing is that Mos Def plays Vivienne Thomas, the first black person to perform open heart surgery...well actually the first person to perform open heart surgery.

    SwTLoVeR82:  that is interesting

    N*********son: :)

    N*********son:  life or love is like two hands

    N*********son:  i used to say that you need two hands to clap

    N*********son:  two hands to clap in unison.

    N*********son:  this is also like love, two people in love can be identified by two hands. 

    N*********son:  well... if you ever get the chance to see the movie.  pay close attention to a quote between alan rickman and mos def when they talk about their fathers

    N*********son:  you'll see where i came up with my personal quote.  i based it on what they both said and came up with my own.   that is if you get the time

    SwTLoVeR82:  which quote is that?

    N*********son:  Well.... Mos Def in the movie has really sensitive hands and is a great surgical tech.

    N*********son:  Alan Rickman is old and doesn't have the physical capabilities that Mos Def has.

    N*********son:  anyway...they talk about how their fathers would be proud of them.    Mos Def states that Rickman's father would be proud of Rickman when he operates

    N*********son:  Rickman replies back saying that his father is dead. 

    N*********son:  Mos Def states, the dead are with us all the time.  Can't separate the past from the future any more than you can a right arm and your left arm

    N*********son:  Rickman replies that the two arms are separated by the heart.

    N*********son:  Mos Def in return states that it is also connected by the heart.

    N*********son:  I guess it's one of those things you have to watch and see to really see the significance and understand the scenario.


    So go on then..... carve your name on my heart









  • I had meant and planned to write quite a bit...but then I got distracted. My brain is too fried now. Perhaps I shall continue tomorrow if time permits......

    I'm really craving a BLT with avocado right now






  • Two Moons

    I saw two moons recently. One from the past and one from the present. My eyes must be playing tricks on me. Nights like these makes me feel....strange. My mind functions like a clockwork machine, ever thinking...too much thinking, shifting the clock gears and piecing all the pieces together.

    I like this mv, fits my mood. As suggested, will tonight be the night I've waited for? We'll see, for it seems the night is always long and endless.

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