I was surprised to find profundity buried deep inside my own writing.. hidden in word documents that will never experience the glory of publication :)
I haven't written in ages..and no, not (just) the blog.. written fiction that is.
I enjoy going back to my own words..spinning a life I've never lived but (successfully, I think) conceived. Its not highbrow but I think it repeats question I think up..and sometimes answers I later find :)
I'm impatient to write something happy.
I'm impatient for some permanent happiness
Impatient enough to rock back and forth on the computer chair
Still balanced enough to not throw pillows around the room
Consider me restless for some peace
Yes. I know that doesn't sound quite right
May you be blessed with the peace I am aching for :)
Followers Anew
Sunday, October 31, 2010
Saturday, October 16, 2010
Yakety Yak
Maybe I'll tell you a strange thing. I'm growing into the understanding that life is not about looking for those 4 leaved clovers and magical rainbows... but its not for the reasons I presumed I would. Its not because of heartbreak, cynicism or lack of faith.. Ironically enough... its BECAUSE I have faith.
Only what I had faith in Then was the hope of finding that elusive clover if I looked hard enough in the garden (Blyton ruined me for realism :) ).. What I believe in now is a different purpose because even if I Do find that clover and it grants me ONE wish... that wouldn't come close to making me permanently happy... Fact- I was looking for a more stable solution and one that went a little deeper... Oddly enough it too was "Seek and you shall find"
but When I changed What I was looking for.. I got my answers :)
Once Upon A Time this blog was about noting down the changes in my life.. mapping them as it were.. I feel its been out of the loop when really major changes Have been happening.. Destiny presented me with a path.. My choice was to take it... my Love, keeps me going.
Its because each time I come close to what the path Really does..the part of me it touches.. how it awakens me to my responsibilities..duties...solutions..Each time I close in on how this has truly changed my life... I am filled with inexpressible gratitude towards .. everyone. Because I must have done something right to be blessed with this...and for me to do that something right...many many *maaaaany* people, words, ideas, actions must have all contributed.. So I want to thank you all today.
You have contributed to my happiness regardless of the circumstances in which we've come into contact. I am eternally grateful for that... and I thank you.
I wish you all deep love and happiness.
God Bless
Finally, the blog has been (truly)updated :)
Also academically... things have certainly not built up as expected really.. at least not according to the Plan.. but you know what, *shrugs*, thats just life (and really ill researched work on my behalf :P..whoops)..but regardless, there is still an impulse to tug on a different string, just for a little bit, and play with a different subject *maaaaybe for a little while*
Like
Indian History
Archaeology
Astronomy *not so much, I just like the idea of staring at the night sky*
Astrology (for kicks)
But just take a break from the whole Literature as a career path..booo..
I'm open to toying with Scriptwriting, Directing, Painting.. anyone interested in paying an amateur to handle their meaty professional project? :)
Ahh... get back to me here if yooou ARE :)
No link...just the blog.
But yeah..wee bit frustrated with picking up books like medicines and just swallowing them whole... but I AM totally recapturing the thrill with Catch 22... my daily indulgence (not prescribed ie. )... fantastic with the potential to be depressing (what with all the...content and all) BUT saved each time by its sheer ridiculous quality.. I mean..Bravo.
You may all have read it when you were fourteen.. let me enjoy my happy time :)
God Bless and may all your Positive dreams come truuuuueeee :D
Only what I had faith in Then was the hope of finding that elusive clover if I looked hard enough in the garden (Blyton ruined me for realism :) ).. What I believe in now is a different purpose because even if I Do find that clover and it grants me ONE wish... that wouldn't come close to making me permanently happy... Fact- I was looking for a more stable solution and one that went a little deeper... Oddly enough it too was "Seek and you shall find"
but When I changed What I was looking for.. I got my answers :)
Once Upon A Time this blog was about noting down the changes in my life.. mapping them as it were.. I feel its been out of the loop when really major changes Have been happening.. Destiny presented me with a path.. My choice was to take it... my Love, keeps me going.
Its because each time I come close to what the path Really does..the part of me it touches.. how it awakens me to my responsibilities..duties...solutions..Each time I close in on how this has truly changed my life... I am filled with inexpressible gratitude towards .. everyone. Because I must have done something right to be blessed with this...and for me to do that something right...many many *maaaaany* people, words, ideas, actions must have all contributed.. So I want to thank you all today.
You have contributed to my happiness regardless of the circumstances in which we've come into contact. I am eternally grateful for that... and I thank you.
I wish you all deep love and happiness.
God Bless
Finally, the blog has been (truly)updated :)
Also academically... things have certainly not built up as expected really.. at least not according to the Plan.. but you know what, *shrugs*, thats just life (and really ill researched work on my behalf :P..whoops)..but regardless, there is still an impulse to tug on a different string, just for a little bit, and play with a different subject *maaaaybe for a little while*
Like
Indian History
Archaeology
Astronomy *not so much, I just like the idea of staring at the night sky*
Astrology (for kicks)
But just take a break from the whole Literature as a career path..booo..
I'm open to toying with Scriptwriting, Directing, Painting.. anyone interested in paying an amateur to handle their meaty professional project? :)
Ahh... get back to me here if yooou ARE :)
No link...just the blog.
But yeah..wee bit frustrated with picking up books like medicines and just swallowing them whole... but I AM totally recapturing the thrill with Catch 22... my daily indulgence (not prescribed ie. )... fantastic with the potential to be depressing (what with all the...content and all) BUT saved each time by its sheer ridiculous quality.. I mean..Bravo.
You may all have read it when you were fourteen.. let me enjoy my happy time :)
God Bless and may all your Positive dreams come truuuuueeee :D
Thursday, October 14, 2010
One more inky page Lived
I know I haven't really kept my (awesome)readerbase updated
So how about, instead, I tell you my plans for the future? eh? or accurately...the Present :)
Courting, maintaining, surrounding self with Peace.
Internally.
God Bless
Love is the best kind of healing
Have a loving day
So how about, instead, I tell you my plans for the future? eh? or accurately...the Present :)
Courting, maintaining, surrounding self with Peace.
Internally.
God Bless
Love is the best kind of healing
Have a loving day
Saturday, October 2, 2010
Saturday, August 28, 2010
Finding-ai
Sing me the Whiskey Lullaby and I'll listen, sipping tea
We'll call it the best date, I with Me
and the day begins staring into the eyes of hope
:)
We'll call it the best date, I with Me
and the day begins staring into the eyes of hope
:)
Sunday, August 22, 2010
rambling in that overgrown garden
There is something that hasn't really changed over the years. The whole inadequacy-in-the-face-of-technology.
And no, it's not a 'girl thing'. It's a me-thing.
I still haven't quite figured out why google keeps popping up S's blog when you type my name.
And how people ..magically (it seems).... manage to find My blog.
when I still can't!!!
Its one of those things that leaves me stumped. Like being asked to multiply 178469 with 7853, in my head! (B is trying to cure my math phobia)
Maybe I was butchered by a trigonometry teacher.. or buried under a perfectly triangular pyramid in my last life... who knows.
Spiffydodo.. anyhoo.
I'm trying the walking-on-the-right-lane bit. Life doesn't exactly puzzle me anymore.. but I'm opening up to the realization that its harder to follow the path of knowledge than to find it.
Guess we can never go back to the tutu dresses.
Speaking of not going back... facebook.
A decision well taken :)
Survivor Samoa is now being aired.. Hello 9 pm sunday entertainment :)
OR not.
(wiki'ed the winner. *&%^*$*)
Toodles ya'll
ps- keep the faith
And no, it's not a 'girl thing'. It's a me-thing.
I still haven't quite figured out why google keeps popping up S's blog when you type my name.
And how people ..magically (it seems).... manage to find My blog.
when I still can't!!!
Its one of those things that leaves me stumped. Like being asked to multiply 178469 with 7853, in my head! (B is trying to cure my math phobia)
Maybe I was butchered by a trigonometry teacher.. or buried under a perfectly triangular pyramid in my last life... who knows.
Spiffydodo.. anyhoo.
I'm trying the walking-on-the-right-lane bit. Life doesn't exactly puzzle me anymore.. but I'm opening up to the realization that its harder to follow the path of knowledge than to find it.
Guess we can never go back to the tutu dresses.
Speaking of not going back... facebook.
A decision well taken :)
Survivor Samoa is now being aired.. Hello 9 pm sunday entertainment :)
OR not.
(wiki'ed the winner. *&%^*$*)
Toodles ya'll
ps- keep the faith
Wednesday, August 11, 2010
my own
To float on water and wallow
To look up to a grey-blue sky
To feel the waves curling under a surrendered body and know they will hit a shore… eventually
To dip as the water bullets pelt harder
To be pushed around like a lone branch carried by the wind
To surrender to drowning, breathlessness, injury on rocks and more
On Faith
The Faith burning a hot cold white at the core, ‘You will survive’
When all else you think has faded, You will survive the voice whispers
You are not your body
You are not your face
You are not your memory
So surrender
There is no question of the match fighting a flame
You are one in the same
11/08/10
To look up to a grey-blue sky
To feel the waves curling under a surrendered body and know they will hit a shore… eventually
To dip as the water bullets pelt harder
To be pushed around like a lone branch carried by the wind
To surrender to drowning, breathlessness, injury on rocks and more
On Faith
The Faith burning a hot cold white at the core, ‘You will survive’
When all else you think has faded, You will survive the voice whispers
You are not your body
You are not your face
You are not your memory
So surrender
There is no question of the match fighting a flame
You are one in the same
11/08/10
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