This living hand, now warm and capable of earnest grasping,
would if it were cold and in the icy silence of the tomb
So haunt thy days and chill thy dreaming nights
-that thou wouldst wish thine own heart dry of blood
So in my veins red life might stream again
And thou be conscience calmed~see here it is
~I hold towards you.

(JOHN KEATS)








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Wednesday, January 17, 2007
thy discomforth...

              



    The seed is starting to sprout for this year. Noone knows how it will be for next days, weeks, and months. However, one can predict forthcomings base on how he/she ended the last few chapters of his/her last year and how he/she is able to work for the happenings onwards.
     If the position holds any water, then i'm seeing my year full of discomfort--- it always does. Yet in a year seasons and pests come and go. Still, no one knows.
     Always, in my solitude, i think of any escape for my poor soul. But, desparity welcomes me in its frigid accommodation.
     If Gaurdians are as corporeal as we 'ey maybe the most burdened to thine journey.
     How we wish they are as visible as the stones and others. Do you?
     Everything leads to couple of branches: the positive and the negative.
     Discomfort is a facet of pain. Every pain gains downfall or rejubilation.
     I believe that living are fragments to puzzle about---bringing the most precise  picture of what your life  to be as willed by the  Almighty.
      Atheist may say " Damn with your state-of-mind-Creator. Fools!". Until today noone had yet laid out the meeting point of belief for the entire human race.
      Robert Schuller would say, " Faith is not what it is; when you  believe because of proofs."
      Everywhere, everyday, is a battle of stands. Where are you my friend? Where are we?
      How can i struggle over my discomfort that it will fruit to joys? Where should i stand?
      The end point is...

                         ...ask what your soul is being deprived of---- ETERNITY.

     


Posted at 03:27 pm by bloody-spirit

aj
January 21, 2008   06:08 PM PST
 
hey there, wala na pala? ko sa link mo..
kaHLa
January 20, 2007   01:53 AM PST
 
its been a months since last time na nag post ka.

are you sad?
 

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