i was flickr-ing and i saw some photos which really makes me sad. real sad.

this is for Afra, because i'm really touched by you, everytime we saw someone sitting down, begging. you'll stopped, and gave them money. god bless you

test.

okay, i got this from belle. i was fucking moved by it. enjoy

Message:

My reason, season and lifetime

People come into your life for a reason, a season or a lifetime. When you know which one it is, you will know what to do for that person. When someone is in your life for a reason, it is usually to meet a need you have expressed. They have come to assist you through a difficulty, to provide you with guidance and support, to aid you physically,emotionally or spiritually. They may seem like a god send and they are. They are there for the reason you need them to be. Then, without any wrong doing on your part or an inconvenient time,this person will say or do something to bring the relationship to an end. Sometimes they die.Sometimes they walk away. Sometimes they act up and force you to take a stand. What we must realize is that our need has been met, our desire fulfilled, their work is done.

Some people come into your life for a season, because your turn has come to share, grow or learn.They bring you an experience of peace or gives you happiness beyond what you expected. They may teach you something you have never done. They usually give you an unbelievable amount of joy. Believe it, it is real. But only for a season.

Lifetime relationships teach you lifetime lessons, things you must build upon in order to have a solid emotional foundation. Your job is to accept the lesson, love the person and put what you have learned to use in all other relationships and areas of your life. It is said that love is blind but friendship is clairvoyant.



Room of Angel- Akira Yamaoka

You lie silent there before me
Your tears they mean nothing to me
The wind howling at the window
The love you never gave I give to you
But really don't deserve it
But now there's nothing you can do
So, sleep in your only memory
Of me, my dearest mother

Here's a lullaby to close your eyes
It was always you that I despised
I don't feel enough for you to cry
Here's a lullaby to close your eyes

So insignificant sleeping dormant deep inside of me
Are you hiding away, lost under the sewers?
Maybe flying high in the clouds?
Perhaps you're happy without me
So many seeds have been sown in the field
And who could sprawl up so blessedly, If I had died
I would have never felt sad at all
You will not hear me say "I'm sorry"

Where is the light? I Wonder if it's weeping somewhere





God bless this woman. Saw the bucket she is holding? She looked calm.




so insignificant, the way you hiding emotions through silence. why must it be her? she really touched me, by all means.


innocent, pure. they seek no money but love and concern. bless them






dear god,
please take care of them.

"blessed are the poor in spirit, for theirs is the kingdom of heaven."

Sunday, September 16, 2007