Showing posts with label thought. Show all posts
Showing posts with label thought. Show all posts

0 And I loved!

Wednesday, February 15, 2012
So yesterday was V-day and... I hope you had a beautiful one!
Red and white EVERYWHERE, arrangements being sent by (secret) admirers/ lovers, candle-lit romantic encounters, beautiful wishes, kisses, tight hugs, sweet poems, teddy bears, chocolate boxes, heart-shaped balloons, declarations of love, cuddling...Have I forgotten something?
A widely commercialized holiday, yes, but to my opinion with an important meaning and a life-lesson behind it.
When you come to think about it, which holiday isn’t really commercialized these days?
V-day is truly about LOVE...
The feeling that makes the world go round. In the end, what is a human-being without love?
Mr. George Sand quotes: “There’s only one happiness in life, to love and to be loved.” Of course, life’s got other things that bring happiness to a person’s heart... and maybe we should discuss the topic of happiness on another occasion; but love is surely one of the most important ingredients to a fulfilling life.
People may think about romantic dinners, lovely cards, secret admirers and “couple-to-couple-kissy-kissy-love” when the name valentine is mentioned...but in the end it’s more than just that...much, much more.
It is about the love of your family, the companionship of a friend, the thoughtfulness, feeling you are important to people, feeling appreciated...simple silly reminders that you matter to those around you and that they matter to you in return.
No, I wasn’t showered with gifts yesterday, but I’m sure that each one that I received was given directly from the heart. And each one that I have given out was undoubtedly meant to translate sincere love and appreciation to the people in my life.
You don’t NEED to buy the commercialized stuff to celebrate LOVE...make a card of your own, write ‘I love you’ on your loved one’s arm, give them a  spontaneous heart-warming hug, SHOW some love...love some more.
And even if next time you choose to buy a bouquet of roses, a box of chocolate, a hallmark card or invite the person out for an expensive dinner...that’s all good...as long as it’s given wholeheartedly.
Thou I believe it is important to constantly show love...not just on February the 14th. And it’s not  even the material gifts that matters most, it’s the gift of you...to the people you love.
So, go ahead and act totally silly....send out a message to wish someone a happy love day; cause you loved them yesterday and you still love them today.
And, by the way... happy love day to you too while you read this...
Have a meaningful, heart-warming, happy one...
Yours always,
A lovebug

1 Tinted windows...

Thursday, June 9, 2011
I wonder if there’s any truth behind that saying... “The eyes are the windows to the soul”.
I mean, do we really have windows? Can people really see through each other’s eyes and get a glance of what really lives inside? Their thought? Attitudes? Emotions? Like when I look through any window...and I see the furniture, I see the people inside, I might see a flamboyant painting on the wall...through a window I can see...INSIDE A BUILDING, inside a room.
So, if this is true, you mean to say that there is more to the eye than blinking, seeing, observing, crying, looking and staring?
Recently I’ve been told something about myself I somehow know is true, but which I didn’t want to admit. The person in question said “You know Sy, I think blah blah blah...as a matter of fact, I KNOW it is like that.” And I indifferently answered: “And how does the wiz kid think to have gotten such untruthful insight?” To which the person answered: “I’ve seen it in your eyes Sy, you can’t hide it. I just KNOW it’s the truth”.
Well at that moment I tried to act as thou I wanted to say “believe what you may, I know the it's the contrary”. But I knew...I knew it for a fact...this person was telling the truth...
You know me; I’ve tried to search for answers!!
What do you see when you really look through someone’s windows? How can you tell if... ? (Sigh)

Physiology apparently says that people can tell certain things depending on the position of your eyes when saying or thinking a certain thing. Like this:




And they believe it’s not something we learn, for even blind people do it. It is more of a cognitive function of the human body.
Psychology states that he eyes are indeed an important medium through which we communicate our wants and needs. And they take babies and infants as an example... The way a baby that is being bottle fed looks directly into the eye of the one that’s feeding him, to mention one example.
And psychologists say that people can show disrespect  or tell that they're willing to fight 'by maintaining a continuous eye contact with someone. But on the other side they can also seduce, coy and show sexual interest.
And then there’s another theory that states that you can notice emotions by observing someone’s pupils during an interaction. Their pupils will dilate as when exposed to poor light. Enlarged pupils indicate powerful emotions, including anger, suspicion, and deep thought. They also imply arousal, excitement, and interest.

I really don’t know...
Yes, I’ve seen things in other people’s eyes sometime. But having people look into yours and point out stuff you don’t want to accept and/ or deal with, is definitely scary.
I say, if the eyes are such transparent windows I guess I’d like to tint mine... Who said I wanted just anyone to look inside anyways? If perhaps I’d want you to take a look someday, I then open the window for you...myself
But don’t you dare to just look through my windows,...at least not yet!

4 Million dollar questions

Tuesday, March 29, 2011
I have two...questions today really eating at my brain cells.

Question 1. (And I just need to get it off my chest before moving on)
Why would someone literally ridicule himself on a social network site in order to catch someone else's attention?
I mean, can u really be that desperate? Dude, nobody's a lollipop....quit the sucking.

Commenting on one thing is normal. Commenting and liking 2 or 3 things is still acceptable. But commenting and liking EVERYTHING the person posts....is synonym to despair! Ahum,....boy....the sink's full and the laundry's dirty. A.k.a. GET A JOB! It shouldn't be decent at all...it should just be a job....to get you off the internet.

Nope, didn't happen to me this time (and I'm grateful)....lucky dog! It just gotten to my attention...and I blogged about it. If it happened to me, I think I would have....uhm you know what, let's jump to the nxt question!

Question nr 2. Why would is it that we hide what we really feel for a certain person?
This question really popped up after a small convo with a friend.

Made me really ask myself whether all the people around me (atleast the most important ones) really know how I feel about them...
And I conclude,... they probably don't.
He doesn't know I love him so much it's almost uncontainable, she doesn't know an intense burst of hate wells up in me every now and then towards her, they don't know I'm tired of it all,  I'm sure she doesn't know how much I appreciate her, he doesn't know I think he can be a whiny cry baby at times....

Sigh...so many things to say, so little courage.

Cuz yes, I think that plays a cardinal role...COURAGE. We are afraid how the person will react, we don't really know if we SHOULD tell anything, a bunch of 'what  if's' pop u'p, our own head tells us to better shut up. And the heart reaffirms..."Yes keep it to yourself...to the grave". Lack of courage is not the only motive of course.... Nah I don't think it is.

But what if it didn't really matter? What if you could tell me straight up to my face what you really feel for me..without the occurence of something awkward or dreadful? Without all the masquerade and all? What if the standards of the world didn't matter? What if my reaction to your confession wouldn't be that frightening for a moment? What if my ears could hear you say it and my eyes could watch as the words dance out of your lips. What if you gained all the courage in the world....would you tell me? Would you tell me the truth?

I would....but if I only had the courage!


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0 W-end booster!

Friday, March 18, 2011
I think this small inspirational text should serve as a beautiful reminder all through our lives; that we can actually take courage and stop avoiding possible obstacles...

HAVE YOURSELF A WONDERFUL WEEKEND!!


"When I was a Boy Scout, we played a game when new Scouts joined the troop. We lined up chairs in a pattern, creating an obstacle course through which the new Scouts, blindfolded, were supposed to maneuver. The Scoutmaster gave them a few moments to study the pattern before our adventure began. But as soon as the victims were blindfolded, the rest of us quietly removed the chairs. I think life is like this game. Perhaps we spend our lives avoiding obstacles we have created for ourselves and in reality exist only in our minds. We're afraid to apply for that job, take violin lessons, learn a foreign language, call an old friend, write our Congressman - whatever it is that we would really like to do but don't because of personal obstacles. Don't avoid any chairs until you run smack into one. And if you do, at least you'll have a place to sit down."
~Pierce Vincent Eckhart

2 The no-name dilemma!

Wednesday, March 16, 2011
This, I wrote on the 16 of January 2011. It has no name...and I have to make some adjustments to it.

Take a look and give me points of view, advice and possible corrections =)

Behold, the queen has built a fortress,
for protection during war.
Strengthened the walls with hefty stones,
and closed herself inside.
Outside the walls a tumult broke.
The multitude embraced hatred,
and total chaos reigned out there
The one threw a bomb at the other,
innocents were getting hurt
and the people suffered much
But the queen built up her walls,
to keep her and the chaos apart
Cold, hard, strong tall walls
To keep herself from harm.
But when the war has ended
and evil seized to be,
The queen still refused to come out
for the walls now became synonym
of comfort and security.
“There’s still beauty between these ruins”
said a king once to the queen
“Tumble down your walls and see.
Not everyone out here is evil,
love might find a way back in.”
“Pierce my walls and come in if you may,”
Said the queen in a cold tone
“I have found no reason
To tear down my fortress.
I do not have the need yet
To bulldoze my walls”

4 Popped a thought bubble!! The Narciss-maniacs

Friday, March 11, 2011
Do you know anyone (just ANYONE) who sometimes behave as thou they are the center of the whole damn earth?

Well I do.

Everything that happens is "because of their presence and/or contribution. If it weren’t for them, the results wouldn’t have been so great."
And everything that DOESN'T happen...weeellll that'll be "because they were not there or didn't have any contribution. ‘Cause if they were there, a whole new planet would have been born. With a population of thousands."

If, by any chance, something wonderful happens to other people and they were not there or didn't contribute to that ....they just don't want to hear and or talk about it. Randomly they’ll skip the conversation to the next topic. Or they’ll just sit there for a couple seconds and look at you with a puzzled look in their eyes.

I mean, give me a break!!! Really! You can’t be THAT self-absorbed!

Now I don’t want anyone to get me wrong, I have NOTHING against high spirits, positivism, people fighting to break free from whoever or whatever’s keeping them down, having a new awareness of self OR even having an imaginative world where only you exist.

But some people…they just surpass the boundaries waaaaayy too much. And their fullness of self makes them so unbearable…

Get a grip my dear, you are not the sun!
Not as hot, not as bright, not as loved and not quite as needed…

I guess that gives you the message:
“The world doesn’t damn revolve around you”

When we are narcissistic, we are not on solid ground (earth) or thinking clearly (air) or caught up in passion (fire).  Somehow if we follow the myth, we are dreamlike, fluid, not clearly formed, more immersed in a stream of fantasy than secure in a firm identity.”
                                                                                                                     Thomas Moore



"Love doesn't die a natural death. Love has to be killed, either by neglect or narcissism. Those guilty of these two crimes of the heart always hide behind excuses convenient; too ashamed, lacking in integrity and courage to face the truth. To them, it is always something other than their own actions, desires and self-importance that dictate circumstances. For these people, so blind to truth, true love can never be fully experienced for they have never really given of themselves all that they are."
                                                                                                                        Frank Salvato