Dance like no one's watching...

"We convince ourselves that life will be better after we get married, have a baby, then another. Then we are frustrated that the kids aren't old enough and we will be more content when they are. After that we're frustrated that we have teen-agers to deal with. We will certainly be happy when they are out of that stage. We tell ourselves that our life will be complete when our spouse gets his or her act together, when we get a nicer car, are able to go on a nice vacation, when we retire.

The truth is:
There is no better time to be happy than right now. If not now, when?

Your life will always be filled with challenges. It is best to admit this to yourself and decide to be happy anyway. One of my favorite quotes comes from Alfred D'Souza. He said, "For a long time it had seemed to me that life was about to begin - real life. But there was always some obstacle in the way, something to be gotten through first, some unfinished business, time still to be served, a debt to be paid. Then life would begin. At last it dawned on me that these obstacles were my life."

This perspective has helped me to see that there is no way to happiness. Happiness is the way. So, treasure every moment that you have. And treasure it more because you shared it with someone special; special enough to spend your time - and remember that time waits for no one...

So stop waiting until you finish school, until you go back to school, until you lose 10 pounds, until you gain 10 pounds, until you have kids, until your kids leave the house, until you start work, until you retire, until you get married, until you get divorced, until Friday night, until Sunday morning, until you get a new car or home, until your car or home is paid off, until spring, until summer, until fall, until winter, until you are off welfare, until the first or 15th, until your song comes on, until you have had a drink, until you have sobered up, until you die - to decide that there is no better time than right now to be happy.

Happiness is a journey, not a destination.
 
Thought for the day?
Work like you don't need money,
love like you've never been hurt,
and dance like no one's watching."



Text by Chrystal Boyd

Photograph by Sergiy Gonchar
"Dance like no one's watching"
http://www.flickr.com/photos/gonchar/

Encontrei-me em Ti

Eu sempre te conheci,

mas só agora te encontrei.

Não me lamento se me perdi,

nem pelas lagrimas que chorei.

Encontrei me nos teus olhos,

perdi me em teu olhar.

Antes de te conhecer

eu era um barco a naufragar.

Tu ligaste o teu farol

e eu avistei o teu brilho.

O complicado tornou se simples

quando caminhei pelo teu trilho.

Quero que saibas que seres quem es

da me a minha consistência.

Por isso agradeço a tua amizade

e celebro a tua existência.

Photograph by Ironrodart
http://www.flickr.com/photos/ironrodart/

Bullet Proof

I don’t care if you love me.

I don’t mind if you hate me.

The only thing I ask from you,

is never to underestimate me.

I know what you are doing,

before it is even done.

No point in having bullets,

when you can’t hold the gun.

So, if you are going to shoot,

make sure you hit my heart.

Just know that you can’t finish,

something that didn’t even start.

 

Photograph by John Linewood

"Bullet Proof"

http://www.flickr.com/photos/johnlinwood/

"Last Request" by Paolo Nutini

Afterall, music is just poetry dancing...

O meu lugar no Mundo

Incompreendido pela sociedade, lamento o meu lugar.
Embora eu acredite, acabo sempre por duvidar.

A tristeza que me assola desafia quem eu sou.
Perdido neste mundo, eu não sei para onde vou.

Não compreendo a razão pela qual eu sou diferente.

Talvez eu veja o mundo através dos olhos de quem sente.

Mas porque levar uma vida determinada por emoções?

Se este mundo em que vivemos é repleto de ilusões.

Num dia sou o Rei, e no outro, apenas mais um vagabundo.
Alguém que me ajude a encontrar o meu lugar no mundo!

Mas alguém, eu não encontro e já me cansei de procurar.
Por mais que eu procure, alguém não consigo encontrar.

Espero pelo dia em que se complete este vazio,

alguém que abra os olhos a este mundo doentio…

Photograph by Sungazing

"Happy Earth Day"

http://www.flickr.com/photos/sungazing/

Why?

You ask me: Why do we live?

And honestly, I really do not care.

Each of us dresses our own cape,
but to this World, we are born bare.

Some have tried the cloak of glory

Some have dressed the face of shame,

Some have died, but live forever,

while others lived without a name.

You ask me: Why do we live?

And honestly, it really does not matter.

Each of us has his own convictions,

but in this World, they often shatter.

Some have dared to reach the sky.

Some have stood strong on their own ground.

Some have swam beyond their dreams,

while other dreams were being drowned.

What really matters is not why we live our life.

It is how we live our why.

What really matters is to make the seconds count,

while time is passing by.

Photograph by Amorph

"Life and Death"
http://www.flickr.com/photos/amorph/

You & I

I need you so much it burns from within.

You are the point where I begin...

Begin to feel and cease to be.

You are the blood that runs in me.

And bleed I do when we are apart,

until no blood flows through my heart.

I love you so much that words seem vain.

You are my sun under the rain...

Rain it may for endless days.

You are the answer to all my prays.

And prey I shall with all my might,

until my dark becomes our light.

I hate you so much it makes me mad.

You give me hope when I am sad...

Sad I feel when your eyes don’t smile.

You give me breath for that extra mile.

And mile by mile I will run,
until you shine again my sun

Photograph by Mesh2

"My Love Burns for You"
http://www.flickr.com/photos/mesh2/

With you by my side

I am struggling with my fears,
for all those many nears,

that I’ve seen too many times before.

But with you by my side,
together we will ride,

so my fears may fade away once more.

I am hiding from reality,

for I do not require gravity,
to take my wings away.

But with you by my side,

I will stand strong and face the tide,
so my reality can become our day-to-day.

I am sheltering my heart,

for it has been torn apart,

and I can no longer withstand this painful sorrow.

But with you by my side,

I will challenge my own pride,
so that this broken heart can love again tomorrow.

Photograph by Auro
Zero Gravity
http://www.flickr.com/photos/auro/

A Essência de Ser

Ser ou não ser não e a questão.

O facto de eu ser não e uma opção.

Escolhido para existir de forma distorcida sem contexto temporal,

a minha realidade e omitida pela supremacia do banal.

Existo no âmbito de uma estagnação populacional.

A minha visão da realidade torna este mundo irreal.

Perdido numa existência que não consigo explicar,

procuro alguém que consiga ouvir a minha alma a gritar...

Busco um significado omitido na essência do ser.

Porem, esta busca frustrada não me permite viver.

Certezas? São poucas, alias, só tenho uma:

A minha existência não pode ser justificada por razão alguma.

Se ser implica conhecimento, considerem-me um Deus,

pois eu existo de todas as formas, para crentes e ateus.

 
Ilustration by Josephine Wall
Child Universe
http://www.josephinewall.co.uk/josephine.html

Seekin' the Cause by Miguel Pinero

There is something in the way…

There is something in the way you look at me,
a tenderness that no one else can see.

There is something in the way you look around,

you make me keep my feet down on the ground.

There is something in the way you sketch your smile,
that makes the pain of living seem worthwhile.

There is something in the way you hold my hand,
it seems as if I am sinking in the sand.

There is something in the way your eyes can shine,
if only these eyes I see, they could be mine.

There is something in the way your voice is heard,
I hear the gentle singing of a bird.

There is something in the way you say my name,
I hear it everyday, but it’s not the same.

There is something in the way when we are apart,
I feel an empty feeling in my heart...

I...

Gaze at the sky
and find the sun.
Strive to fly,
but simply run.

Fight the tide
and find my way.
Search inside,
but drift away.

Seek to find
and look around.
Know I am blind,
but can be found.

Try to reach
and fail to hold.
Do not teach,
but wont be told.

Make an effort
and fail to succeed.
Refuse support,
but its all I need.

Open my eyes
and cannot see.
Do exist,
but cease to be.

Alone

It’s how I’ve always been,
it’s how I choose to be.

I am just another wave,
drifting through the sea.

One day I’ll find a place,
that I can call my own...

But until that day arrives,
I will never have a home.

It may be sad to you,
but it’s not sad to me...

I’ve broken all the chains,
this choice has set me free!

Mysterious Obsession

I know you like the palm of my hand.
I can read your eyes; I can spell your smile.
Call it a mysterious obsession,
a simple lack of possession...

but it surpasses the boundaries of your imagination.
It’s the encounter of two souls in a universe of time...
With unlimited equations and solutions,
a pattern of diverging distributions...

That can only equate when two becomes one.
But as much as I add, in our case its none.

Destiny has chosen to tell this tale in its own way.
But believe it or not, me and you will equate someday.

Woman, from Seed to Flower

A Flower among flowers sprouts from the most delicate seed.
Her sweet innocence is a breath of fresh air to a World in need.
She asks all the questions that leap through her curious mind,
for what we have ceased to ask, is what she still seeks to find.

As she unveils herself to this new found World, her dreams will begin to unfold.
This blossoming Flower craves for attention, but refuses to do as she is told.
She’s now found more Flowers and bonding together, they share what they know:
Those bees they see flying, do seek their honey, and will probably always do so.

Setting her sight on new horizons this Flower now gazes beyond her own sphere.
It is time to leave her Garden and challenge this World she has learned not to fear.
Aware of her beauty, she will choose her new path and stand strong on her ground.
Gone are the times when she went astray, the moment has come for her to be found.

She will plant her own seed and a journey through motherhood will begin,
Seeking for herself she is destined to understand the beauty from within.
A new bond is formed and the love that she feels has no definition.
It’s time to acknowledge her most primal instinct, a mother’s intuition.

Most dreams that she dreamt when she was blossoming have now become true.
She knows where she stands and the lessons she learned are her point of view.
The time has now come for the Flower to let its own seeds flourish and grow,
confident in her heart that she has taught them all they were willing to know.

The Flower has lived, laughed and cried and now looks back with no regret,
for her seeds will blossom, carry on her teachings and allow no one to forget.
From seed to Flower, she has lived how to learn and will always keep true,
This Flower I speak of is a Mother, a Wife, a Girlfirend, a Sister, this flower is YOU!

Tones of Black & Blue

The sun isn’t that bright,
the sky isn’t that blue,
the sea loses its might,
When my eyes don’t see you.

The World claims to know,
but they don’t have a clue.
How shadows cover colours,
in dark tones of black and blue.

And I wish they did,
I truly wish the knew...
So I could share this pain,
in tones of black and blue

Yet with you I go red...
Far away from black and blue,
as you hold me in your bed,
and make my dreams come true.