The Truth Is

Since he passed away, love becomes more sacred; love is in the highest realm. I know I shall never meet again this beauty called LOVE. Although the path to him now is impossible, the love is genuine itself is an extraordinary phenomenon to behold.

You see, as long as one is truthful to oneself, love will be as wonderful as in the highest realm. Therefore, one be very brave but, most importantly, truthful and compassionate.

Reject the murkiness of doubts and embrace the truth of love.

STAYS HOPE IN HER COURSE!

It does not get better. It is difficult, day or night, when one feels no hope during every moment the mind is awake and conscious. But how things can be more difficult than these orphaned, abandoned children? How can one feel less hopeful than the home founder when she has to care for, inculcate hope for these children every day?

If things get really tough for one, one really needs to bear in mind this strong and determined woman, Madam Seles, who keeps and stays the course hope every moment her mind is awake and conscious! 

STRONG AND HOPEFUL FOR THE CHILDREN!

Wishes For 2015

Wishing kindness overcomes perniciousness. Wishing love and joy embrace everyone, deleting grief and hatred. Wishing everyone safe and healthy whilst receiving a Happy and Wonderful New Year 2015.

Rainbows Favor A Bald Tree

He walks because everywhere are all rubbles. One step at a time and every step is slippery. A slip will receive a clout from the empyrean. Every day is a wary walk, the decision, the same the choice of precipitous fall or inner turmoil. Every step is that struggling for one lousy choice. There is no pleasant choice.

Still he treads carefully; however crushing it feels the brunt he perseveres to stand; with cuts and bruises to forge forward to the next step. He may have lost his way, his faith, but why the hell would he persevere with an always precipitous path?

Perhaps he is the bald tree but favors by Him, the rainbows above it, where his wishful hope lies.

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Hope He Seek True Peace

Every morning he wakes up feeling fears. Every night he wants to sleep early but he is afraid as tomorrow’s morning comes too quickly. 

He follows daily news of grief from the sky to the land. He learns the unfathomable pains flood across many countries from Africa to Asia; encompassing terrorism, war-fields, climatic and natural disasters. Thousands of civilian lives lost, thousands more are in grief; so many children died, many more scarred psychologically by what they witnessed as terror and grief. The amount of sadness and horror is beyond expression.

He knows he is very fortunate that he is in a safe place, for now. The fear 

does not go away. It is a disgrace, a disrespect to attempt to compare himself to an grieving affliction. But, the fear is neurologically imprinted. He is not weak. He has a mental disorder. He knows he is not alone. While medication is a must, what truly faces an uphill task is the inner self. For now, he may be physically healthy, to learn the inflicted sufferings of so many is simply a mind runs amok.

Where can he seek true peace?

Where Is Nemo?

The world is too full of grief and sadness. No matter how kind and compassionate one is, so much grief still floods his mind. No matter how many

people love and care for him, so much sadness still spawns his mind. Love is not everything to live for, compassion is not enough to joy for; at least not for everyone. Peace is above all in one’s mind and soul to have faith and grow hopes to a meaningful life. Without peace, one’s mind and soul are always troubled. Without peace, one is always fighting a losing war.

Living among us there are some kind and loving souls. But that kindness and lovingness just are not sowing seeds of peace and joy. Even if they are, the sadness and grief always wash them away, or drown, them as soon as a few seeds are on the field. Where is Nemo?

Found Nemo

The weather has been unusually hotter than normal and many friends unusually hopping hot and stress from grounds of heat walls of intense tension. Not spared, I dipped into the pool. Not shabby at all. Sometimes one simply must learn to disconnect from harsh reality or the learning of it, or one just faces breaking mind.

It was not ideal but the facility is there far more than a utility in sustaining sanity. Strength, will, endurance or determination all dispersed in the apparition of insanity. Swimming is a great workout, but 2.5 km can produce happy hormones unsurpassed by effects of any drugs.

I have been swimming 2.5 km at least 3 times a week for many years. When troubles, difficulties and uncertainties brewing and boiling in a mind, the focus was gone, the task turned unworthy and even an attempt was merely a dream. Perhaps, age could be a boil in mind too.

Learned that no one will or can sweeten one’s bitterness, one has only oneself to sweeten one’s bitterness sweet. The dip in the pool took a long 90 minutes and 2.4 km. I found what I lost for tonight. I will find it again another day or night. The child is just playing hide and seek. Finding Nemo, chuckled! Are you as lost as Nemo? Were you lost like Nemo?