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Just A Little Thinking

Sunday, July 10th, 2016

Just a Little thinking,

I raise my head and look right up in the sky
There are stars blinking, up and above, very high.
They’ve made me think about something,
they’ve made me think about almost everything.
About my live, my future and my past,
The time is going so very fast.
They’ve made me almost crying,
But I’ll keep on trying,
to see the beauty of live
and forget the pain, from that knife,
The knife that has hurt me deep,
the pain that I feel, no matter if I’m awake ore asleep.
I’m trying to put that feeling apart,
yes I’m trying very, very hard
And get the strength to compose a laugh.
The laugh that I almost always have.
Because that’s what my live is about,
always laughing out loud
No matter what happens to me
no one will and shall ever see,
That I’m crying, deep down inside of me.
And no matter what I try,
that feeling is always standby.

21 december 1997 D.S.

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We’ll meet again

Wednesday, July 6th, 2016

A few days ago when I got into a conversation on Facebook with an old guild mate of me from some game I played I found this totally awesome lyrics on his wall. It spoke to me it reached out to me an I just had to share it. So I have contacted the writer and asked permission to share it on my blog. I’m pleased to present you here now with his work. The writer is Michael Berkovich and you can find him by clicking on his name and follow the link to his Facebook page. He’s 24 Israeli  and writing since the age of 15, Soldier of the IDF, and born in Ukraine. The text he wrote is a lyric and it has no music or voice to it yet. I hope you all enjoy it as much as I did/ I was inspired to share it perhaps you are to. Don’t hesitate to contact him for approval and permission before you do so please.

 

We’ll meet again

Hey, You
I just wanted to let you know
There, are
things I cannot do
This, Life
Tears us all apart
Leaves, Us
With another broken heart
Mis, takes
We’re made along the way
Some, Friends
Are not here to stay

 

But I hope
Our paths
will be crossed again
But not
All roads
Lead do the same end

 

(spoken)
*We will meet again*

 

Hey, you
It’s time for me to leave
Hold, Dear
To have faith To believe
That, We
Will meet again someday
Let’s, Trust
We’ll live to see the day
Good, Bye
My dearest friend
I wish
We’ll meet
At some journey’s end

 

Yes I hope
Our paths
Will be crossed again
Though, not
All roads
Lead do the same end

 

(spoken)
*Sometimes,
two different roads,
lead to the same castle*

 

Thanks 🙂
May Almog for starting me up
Roi Prist for helping me break a writing block
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Nature, purity, Inspiration and spirit

Monday, July 4th, 2016

Inspiration, what a word. Since I was little I think about words, the meaning and how we use them, right or wrong. Words are just that words, I believe they only exist to describe what we feel because we have lost the capability to feel each others needs. I believe words are from origin not to express emotions or feelings but to be used in a more clinical informational way. Feelings can barely be expressed by words. With the deep emotions i find in myself everyday I am lacking words to describe them. My love for the little things for example. A sweet blossoms smell, spread by the wind, far from where the blossom is located. I called it a little thing for many don’t even notice that or care for it. To me its huge. A message from within to pay attention to. A long lost memory that awakens. The beauty of  what feelings it creates inside me, I simply cant describe with words. Hurting is another emotion I don’t have words enough for to describe whats going on inside me. Yet my current homework asks me for words for my emotions and a description of them.

And that brings me to the word inspiration. What inspires us usually comes from within, either awakened by someone else or to use my above example, the wind. I am more then anything inspired, not by words but by thoughts, feelings and emotions, pure and natural things. I’m someone who likes to dream but keep my feet both grounded because I refuse to lose touch with reality. Some people say to be inspired by religion. I can go deep n far on that but now is not the time. To keep it simple and short I believe in whats in my heart. I believe in right and wrong. I believe in honesty and fair. I believe in nature and purity. Who the judge is of all that? My own heart, my own soul my own spirit. And there it is, what I was aiming for at the start of this post. To put it in my own words before I even googled it, Inspiration  grew out of spirits, be that be our own or someone elses.

Now quoting because of course I did my homework;

from: http://www.etymonline.com/index.php?term=inspiration

inspiration (n.) Look up inspiration at Dictionary.comc. 1300, “immediate influence of God or a god,” especially that under which the holy books were written, from Old French inspiracion “inhaling, breathing in; inspiration” (13c.), from Late Latin inspirationem (nominative inspiratio), noun of action from past participle stem of Latin inspirare “blow into, breathe upon,” figuratively “inspire, excite, inflame,” from in- “in” (see in- (2)) + spirare “to breathe” (see spirit (n.)).

The sense evolution seems to be from “breathe into” to “infuse animation or influence,” thus “affect, rouse, guide or control,” especially by divine influence.Inspire (v.) in Middle English also was used to mean “breath or put life or spirit into the human body; impart reason to a human soul.” Literal sense “act of inhaling” attested in English from 1560s. Meaning “one who inspires others” is attested by 1867.

I find myself being inspired constantly, in growth, in wisdom, in strength and in health. And with that being said Im gonna end my post with these words. Be inspirational but be sure its  not your demons speaking but your spirit.

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Different paths

Saturday, July 2nd, 2016

Many things have came onto our path in this journey together. Unfortunately  we don’t walk the same path for sometime all ready. I have came to make a choice that was not so easy to make and yet it was,  for the better of us all. I will edit my blog pages that are related to my marriage.

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Strength

Tuesday, June 21st, 2016

I still hear people say all the time how strong I am. But am I truely? And if so do I have much choice? Surviving comes naturally. I assume this strength is hard to measure if at all. And although its meant as compliment and looked at as a virtue that I have this so called strength, it bothers me because I shouldn’t have to.

Today I was confronted with things I thought I had forgotten about. I was able to put it aside me and look past it. That tells me my therapy and my learned skills have effect. Does that mean I don’t have to be strong anymore? No it doesn’t. I doesn’t mean I have suddenly the backup and the base I needed to not end up like this.  Because although  it was not something I asked for.Alot of problems I ran into that have added to my C-PTSD where part of my choices that I have made. I can not possibly blame the whole world for all my pain and sorrows.

We have responsibility our selfs as well. Just like I have now the responsibility to overcome this and  see this through to a good ending. It’s not over till it’s over.

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