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FLying
09.18.06 (3:41 pm)   [edit]

The heart takes flight

at the mere thought of you.

Smiles arrive

randomly.

Flying

high on love.

 
inspiration
09.13.06 (6:26 pm)   [edit]

Isnt it odd how one person can be inspired by something while another remains unmoved? I was told I inspired someone today. I look in the mirror and I see nothing inspirational....I just see plain old me. Me thats tired and grouchy in the mornings...me who cries over sappy love songs...me who just burnt my toast. Nothing inspirational there folks.

So what inspires me? When I look around at all of God's grand creation its pretty awe inspiring. A good sunset or a butterfly always stops me in my tracks. But when it comes to people I find its hard to be inspired anymore. The people around me dont seem genuine. Its hard to be inspired by posers. Once in a great while I will meet someone who makes me feel like wow life is worth the fight....wish I was around more of them.

Today I am inspired by:

Hocine

Abid

Ruqi

 
I dont believe in the one eyed monster!
09.01.06 (4:43 pm)   [edit]

I have this friend that I care about quite a lot. Even though we have never met physically I feel a deep connection. I really care about what happens to this friend. See, he and I are much alike. We both have this huge amount of pain and angst that we wear like a crown of thorns....it hurts like hell but you are afraid to pull out the thorns for fear you will bleed to death. There is this unimaginable crime we have committed and each of us refuses to forgive ourselves. How can a person have redemption if they feel they cannot even extend mercy to themselves? My friend one day said he felt like a one eyed monster... I wish so much I could get him to step away from the mirror and see himself with my eyes. He would find that the monster does not exsist! He would see that warm, caring guy with the beautiful heart.

My friend, I cannot slay the dragons in your head....but I can hold your hand while you look him square in the eye. I will always be there for you.