Get up and live. Move, move on and look forward. This was your choice and decisions in life can be simple or difficult, but it is just a matter of your own choice. Be happy, and be confident of what you do. Anything. Give your all. Be in THE PRESENT, and embrace it. Do your best, and you must measure the best. Take it easy and take it hard. Know to be self reliant. Be strong and
Be of a good courage. Stick up to it, and remain determined in your course of action. Let go of pride, fill yourself with goodness and openness. Feelings of purity. Be happy, and enjoy. Chill, and be glad! be glad in every course of action! Gahhhh! Human interaction! Too much and too little. Scary. Extremes. Madness. Sanity. Hmmmmm grass. Green? Not. Perspective! Woohoo.
Thursday, January 26, 2012
Tuesday, January 10, 2012
It is about giving yourself chances,
and letting the flow of life go smoothly, unadulterated as
the sand white granular pebbles.
It is about finding yourself
in the creases of white cloth of perfect judgement,
where no judgement can make you fall.
Creases VANISH,
judgement can cease.
There is nothing as simple as blowing trees caressing
pure oxygenated air in the summer breeze.
Is it the other way round?
The summer breeze often warms me when I prance down
those teeny steps, oops, I fell
as lightly as flour into the crisp air.
Flour can evaporate like winter drops of honey-like dew in the
brand new morning.
Hold my five fingered structure and clasp it with yours,
a sense of unity and light-weighted joy.
Sprint into the open emerald field where
we will immerse in shades of green and beauty.
Beauty is yours.
Beauty is yours, to keep.
It's about giving yourself chances in life, I am glad. (:
and letting the flow of life go smoothly, unadulterated as
the sand white granular pebbles.
It is about finding yourself
in the creases of white cloth of perfect judgement,
where no judgement can make you fall.
Creases VANISH,
judgement can cease.
There is nothing as simple as blowing trees caressing
pure oxygenated air in the summer breeze.
Is it the other way round?
The summer breeze often warms me when I prance down
those teeny steps, oops, I fell
as lightly as flour into the crisp air.
Flour can evaporate like winter drops of honey-like dew in the
brand new morning.
Hold my five fingered structure and clasp it with yours,
a sense of unity and light-weighted joy.
Sprint into the open emerald field where
we will immerse in shades of green and beauty.
Beauty is yours.
Beauty is yours, to keep.
It's about giving yourself chances in life, I am glad. (:
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