Last night I had a bit of a scary moment occur. I believe that it was intended as a "wake up" call, but I could be wrong. I was involved in a one vehicle, car accident last night. It had been raining all day and night, needless to say, the roads were wet. I was driving along a main road for where the speed limit is quite high, and I misjudged a corner that I had approached. I lost control of my car as it veered onto the wrong side of the road, then I slightly re-gained control again, when the car decided it couldn't be controlled and spinned a couple of times until it went into a ditch full of shrub bushes and I stopped it by applying the handbrake.
Needless to say, I was stunned and I do remember having the thought "don't tell me I'm gonna die on this road?!" Thankfully, I'm still alive to tell the story and I feel like I have learnt a bit of a lesson from it. I'm okay, although I did find it really difficult to sleep last night because I was re-living it and I was stressing about any possible damage that could've occurred to my car. I took it to the mechanic today to get checked and thankfully the most damage that occurred was mainly to the tyres. The mechanic also found a bit of damage to the radiator, but did a pressure test which came up that it didn't have any problems.
As bad as this sounds, I really needed to experience this event. From this one experience alone, I have a greater respect for the road and the weather. I also appreciate my life a lot more, knowing now that my life could've very easily ended late last night. I know this. I know that I was lucky that my car ended up in shrubs, rather than being wrapped around a tree. I'm lucky that it was just a one-car accident, rather than hitting an on-coming car and killing not only myself, but also an innocent by-stander, passing motorist or even a family. I was very lucky to escape knowing that the only way this is going to hurt, is the fact that I will be broke for a while to pay back my mum for buying my new tyres, because I spent $150 on the mechanic and getting my car towed out of the shrubs by a tow truck.
Now, I have already begun to look at things differently. I've even cooked my two meals of the day, today. I'm looking forward to spending time with my mates and I'm looking forward to doing the simple things in life. It really is like I've been given another second chance!
Nothing like living your life like you've just been booted up the ass!! haha
Friday, November 5, 2010
Tuesday, June 8, 2010
"You Don't Know" - New Poem
I'm not the person you like to think I am
I'm not as strong as I used to claim
I've been left out in the open space
On my own, for so long
Can't see through the darkness
Can't feel through my fears
You don't see how I've changed over the years.
I can still recall the times when you let me down
When you told the truth and went back on your word
You didn't know me as well as you thought you did
You didn't see the bigger part of me that I had kept so well hid
You thought my words were my truth
But my words were because I couldn't trust you
You don't see the fear you've placed inside of me.
You don't see the way that you changed me
You don't see the way it affected me
You don't know my solitary confinement was caused by you
You don't know how hard it was for me to pull through
You don't understand why I don't consider you a good friend
You don't understand why I'm glad you're not here to lend a hand
You don't think that I can remember the truth of your judgement
You don't think I can recall the moment you turned your back on me
It didn't take much, but that raised hand was all you had to do
You don't know why I've never been the same around you.
I thought I was alone in this world and for a while, maybe I was;
I found out that your friendship was a lie, the blame was on me
For being the kind of person you didn't expect me to be
I heard every rumour and every lie; you had no alibi
Out of fear and anxiety, I tried to hide
You were on my case, trapping me into your web
That led me to be prosecuted by judgement and constant bullying
No-one came to my aid and my feelings were hidden in a book
Writing songs was my outlet to dodge all of those uncomfortable looks.
I remember it clearly and it still hurts me to this day
I look at you all now and I recall your smiles when they were faked
But I got through and it wasn't with your help
I've got new friends now who are fine with the cards I've been dealt
They are the truest friends that friends can be
When they speak to me, they speak with honesty
You weren't there
You didn't care...
You don't know me as well as you thought you did
You don't know why I did the things I did
You don't know
You don't know...
Copyright 2010 - Written by: Candice Clark
Inspired by: "You Don't Know" performed by Westlife
I'm not as strong as I used to claim
I've been left out in the open space
On my own, for so long
Can't see through the darkness
Can't feel through my fears
You don't see how I've changed over the years.
I can still recall the times when you let me down
When you told the truth and went back on your word
You didn't know me as well as you thought you did
You didn't see the bigger part of me that I had kept so well hid
You thought my words were my truth
But my words were because I couldn't trust you
You don't see the fear you've placed inside of me.
You don't see the way that you changed me
You don't see the way it affected me
You don't know my solitary confinement was caused by you
You don't know how hard it was for me to pull through
You don't understand why I don't consider you a good friend
You don't understand why I'm glad you're not here to lend a hand
You don't think that I can remember the truth of your judgement
You don't think I can recall the moment you turned your back on me
It didn't take much, but that raised hand was all you had to do
You don't know why I've never been the same around you.
I thought I was alone in this world and for a while, maybe I was;
I found out that your friendship was a lie, the blame was on me
For being the kind of person you didn't expect me to be
I heard every rumour and every lie; you had no alibi
Out of fear and anxiety, I tried to hide
You were on my case, trapping me into your web
That led me to be prosecuted by judgement and constant bullying
No-one came to my aid and my feelings were hidden in a book
Writing songs was my outlet to dodge all of those uncomfortable looks.
I remember it clearly and it still hurts me to this day
I look at you all now and I recall your smiles when they were faked
But I got through and it wasn't with your help
I've got new friends now who are fine with the cards I've been dealt
They are the truest friends that friends can be
When they speak to me, they speak with honesty
You weren't there
You didn't care...
You don't know me as well as you thought you did
You don't know why I did the things I did
You don't know
You don't know...
Copyright 2010 - Written by: Candice Clark
Inspired by: "You Don't Know" performed by Westlife
Wednesday, March 17, 2010
Injustices Of The World - Money or Compassion??
In the early hours of the Thursday morning, with the sound of some stupid, American sitcom show playing on the tv in the background, I am currently reading the newspaper online. As always, it is filled with so many stories about death, car accidents, legal cases, political uproars and un-interesting Entertainment gossip. But every now and then, you come across a couple of news articles that really make you think about how others suffer in life.
I have just read two news article about two separate cases of perhaps, homelessness causing criminal activity. One of the cases might actually pull at your heart-strings a bit more than the other, however both cases leave you asking the question "is this really justice being served or is there something more that should've been done to prevent the crime from occurring?" My answer to this is simply "Yes. Something more should've been done..."
Case 1 - A homeless man in the US walked into a Woolworths supermarket. Security were alerted to the man was he was caught on camera placing three limes into his trousers. He then walked to the meat aisle and also placed a beef tongue down his trousers (I could insert a sick joke here, but I'll refrain due to the seriousness of this article). When he was eventually stopped and taken into the office for an interview, he was asked to take out all the items in his trousers. He took out three trays of rump steaks and a packet of lamb forequarter chops. Then he was asked for the limes, so he took out the limes and the tongue (the beef tongue, not his!). He was then asked if he had any other items and he pulled out two onions from his trousers as well (would you like any more packaging with that?).
Now in Court over the issue, he was asked why he committed this crime. His Lawyer stated that the man has been living on the streets and was hungry. The man was HOMELESS!! He was sentenced for this crime and was fined US$91 (AUS$101) for this crime where the Judge later stated that if he can't pay for that fine, then he can make up for it by doing community service.
Fair enough, the guy broke the law, but the reason why is pretty valid and it could be considered as a desperate cry for help. The Judge could've helped the man by referring him to one of the organisations that are all about helping those on the streets. It's probably a good thing that he offered him the Community Service option, however the decision still lacks empathy and compassion in regards to seeing the larger picture. This really is a case of kicking a man whilst he's down.
Case 2 - A woman, also in the US has also recently gone through the justice system in regards to a case that concerns her homeless situation. She was boyfriend has been placed in jail for a long time in regards to striking their child. Meanwhile, the woman still had custody of their child despite the fact her boyfriend has been convicted of a child abuse felony and she's also living on the streets.
The child has unfortunately ended up being deceased after being beaten by his mother as well as living a life full of poverty and starvation. It's a horrible tragedy! It's also a circumstance that should never have happened. It could've easily been prevented.
Surely, at the time of birth of the child, the authorities would've been able to see that the environment the woman was in at the time (homeless) was not going to be an appropriate environment for her to bring up a child. If that didn't alert them to it, then why didn't they take the child from her when the boyfriend was convicted of striking the child? Wasn't the mere fact that she is homeless enough for the Social Justice and Welfare Authorities to see that the child's life was in danger? That anything could happen to that child and that the likelihood of that child living a rich & meaningful life was about as low as that of a dangerously premature new-born child? The poor child never stood a chance...
The mother should've taken some responsibility on herself to think about the best interests of her child and perhaps placed the child into foster care or up for adoption. At the same time, the Authorities should've also taken some responsibility by taking the case to the courts and having the child placed into Foster care whilst waiting for the mother to get herself together again. I wouldn't be at all surprised that the homelessness factor would've added a monumental amount of stress on her emotionally and that may have also contributed to the violent episode(s) she had in regards to her child.
I also can't help but wonder how many other people have walked by these two cases, who are in a position to help them out in someway. Whether it be by buying them a meal or by offering them a chance to start again. Someone to offer them a job, to learn a trade, with basic uniform and tools provided. It's a pretty big chance to take, for sure, but there's plenty of people in this world who could help them out. Offer these people a wage so they can live in a house and get their lives back on track. Some people have nothing left to spare. Some people waste their money on needless pieces of pleasure. Some people have so much money that they can afford to take a chance on someone who has nothing. As you can see by this blog, that simple chance, can equate to saving a life. Unfortunately though, it seems like the western world is more concerned about the things they own, rather than helping each other out.
We're extremely generous when natural disasters hit, but we seem to be less generous when it concerns those who've hid a rough patch or made an easy mistake in their life. We can all still make that difference and what a difference it makes!
I'm not religious or anything, but it's with cases like these that you really do start to wonder where we are going wrong in regards to practicing the art of compassion and humanity. How can some people live a life rich in material goods, whilst others live with even less than the bare minimums? How can a child so young die so brutally, whilst others live their lives poisoning their systems and still die a natural death? Why can we hear the cries of those whose major worry is the fact an ex-boyfriend has placed a reasonably tasteful nude pic in the media, but we completely neglect and disregard the cries of attention from someone who is so desperate and needy?
Clay Aiken summed it up in his song: "A Few Questions" - "I wasn't there the day that you filled up the ocean. I didn't get to see you hang the stars in the sky. So I don't mean to second guess you, or criticise what I don't understand. These are just a few questions I have..."
Brooks & Dunn also finished it by singing "God Must Be Busy". Maybe he is. Maybe there's something more to the cruelty we see over and over again. It just seems really unfair in the mean time.
However, this song by Tommy Shane Steiner sums it all up in the one song. I recommend that everyone listens to this song at least once and I dare you to think about the message in the song and how it applies or can apply to your life. "What If She's An Angel".
Also please go on youtube.com and search for Phil Collins' "Another Day In Paradise" and 'just think about it...'.
Those songs have a real meaning that everyone needs to hear!!! Let's help one another. Let's add meaning to each other's lives. For god's sake, let's save people's lives!!
I have just read two news article about two separate cases of perhaps, homelessness causing criminal activity. One of the cases might actually pull at your heart-strings a bit more than the other, however both cases leave you asking the question "is this really justice being served or is there something more that should've been done to prevent the crime from occurring?" My answer to this is simply "Yes. Something more should've been done..."
Case 1 - A homeless man in the US walked into a Woolworths supermarket. Security were alerted to the man was he was caught on camera placing three limes into his trousers. He then walked to the meat aisle and also placed a beef tongue down his trousers (I could insert a sick joke here, but I'll refrain due to the seriousness of this article). When he was eventually stopped and taken into the office for an interview, he was asked to take out all the items in his trousers. He took out three trays of rump steaks and a packet of lamb forequarter chops. Then he was asked for the limes, so he took out the limes and the tongue (the beef tongue, not his!). He was then asked if he had any other items and he pulled out two onions from his trousers as well (would you like any more packaging with that?).
Now in Court over the issue, he was asked why he committed this crime. His Lawyer stated that the man has been living on the streets and was hungry. The man was HOMELESS!! He was sentenced for this crime and was fined US$91 (AUS$101) for this crime where the Judge later stated that if he can't pay for that fine, then he can make up for it by doing community service.
Fair enough, the guy broke the law, but the reason why is pretty valid and it could be considered as a desperate cry for help. The Judge could've helped the man by referring him to one of the organisations that are all about helping those on the streets. It's probably a good thing that he offered him the Community Service option, however the decision still lacks empathy and compassion in regards to seeing the larger picture. This really is a case of kicking a man whilst he's down.
Case 2 - A woman, also in the US has also recently gone through the justice system in regards to a case that concerns her homeless situation. She was boyfriend has been placed in jail for a long time in regards to striking their child. Meanwhile, the woman still had custody of their child despite the fact her boyfriend has been convicted of a child abuse felony and she's also living on the streets.
The child has unfortunately ended up being deceased after being beaten by his mother as well as living a life full of poverty and starvation. It's a horrible tragedy! It's also a circumstance that should never have happened. It could've easily been prevented.
Surely, at the time of birth of the child, the authorities would've been able to see that the environment the woman was in at the time (homeless) was not going to be an appropriate environment for her to bring up a child. If that didn't alert them to it, then why didn't they take the child from her when the boyfriend was convicted of striking the child? Wasn't the mere fact that she is homeless enough for the Social Justice and Welfare Authorities to see that the child's life was in danger? That anything could happen to that child and that the likelihood of that child living a rich & meaningful life was about as low as that of a dangerously premature new-born child? The poor child never stood a chance...
The mother should've taken some responsibility on herself to think about the best interests of her child and perhaps placed the child into foster care or up for adoption. At the same time, the Authorities should've also taken some responsibility by taking the case to the courts and having the child placed into Foster care whilst waiting for the mother to get herself together again. I wouldn't be at all surprised that the homelessness factor would've added a monumental amount of stress on her emotionally and that may have also contributed to the violent episode(s) she had in regards to her child.
I also can't help but wonder how many other people have walked by these two cases, who are in a position to help them out in someway. Whether it be by buying them a meal or by offering them a chance to start again. Someone to offer them a job, to learn a trade, with basic uniform and tools provided. It's a pretty big chance to take, for sure, but there's plenty of people in this world who could help them out. Offer these people a wage so they can live in a house and get their lives back on track. Some people have nothing left to spare. Some people waste their money on needless pieces of pleasure. Some people have so much money that they can afford to take a chance on someone who has nothing. As you can see by this blog, that simple chance, can equate to saving a life. Unfortunately though, it seems like the western world is more concerned about the things they own, rather than helping each other out.
We're extremely generous when natural disasters hit, but we seem to be less generous when it concerns those who've hid a rough patch or made an easy mistake in their life. We can all still make that difference and what a difference it makes!
I'm not religious or anything, but it's with cases like these that you really do start to wonder where we are going wrong in regards to practicing the art of compassion and humanity. How can some people live a life rich in material goods, whilst others live with even less than the bare minimums? How can a child so young die so brutally, whilst others live their lives poisoning their systems and still die a natural death? Why can we hear the cries of those whose major worry is the fact an ex-boyfriend has placed a reasonably tasteful nude pic in the media, but we completely neglect and disregard the cries of attention from someone who is so desperate and needy?
Clay Aiken summed it up in his song: "A Few Questions" - "I wasn't there the day that you filled up the ocean. I didn't get to see you hang the stars in the sky. So I don't mean to second guess you, or criticise what I don't understand. These are just a few questions I have..."
Brooks & Dunn also finished it by singing "God Must Be Busy". Maybe he is. Maybe there's something more to the cruelty we see over and over again. It just seems really unfair in the mean time.
However, this song by Tommy Shane Steiner sums it all up in the one song. I recommend that everyone listens to this song at least once and I dare you to think about the message in the song and how it applies or can apply to your life. "What If She's An Angel".
Also please go on youtube.com and search for Phil Collins' "Another Day In Paradise" and 'just think about it...'.
Those songs have a real meaning that everyone needs to hear!!! Let's help one another. Let's add meaning to each other's lives. For god's sake, let's save people's lives!!
Sunday, March 14, 2010
Spiritual Dimensions & The Life We Lead; People We Meet...
It's no secret that one of the things that has always managed to interest me is on the topic of the Occults. From a young age, particularly when I started to experience things for myself, I began to read about it and privately studied things about spirits, ghosts, poltergeist activity, demonic activity, other paranormal phenomenon, etc. Even astrology, which I do understand is more often than not, far too generalised. However, when a combination of calculations have been incorporated, that does become a lot more personalised. This is another story...
I'm not saying that I know all about the spirit world, because in all honesty, I don't. I just draw upon my own experiences and my own thoughts as to whether or not things make sense or are fitting. But I'm not just talking about the dead, I'm also talking about those who are living and how things work out in our lives. Like for instance, do you come across someone for the first time and yet for some reason, they instantly feel familiar to you? Or, do you ever get the feeling that something's holding you back from doing something only to find out that the moment of hesitation you experienced may have saved your life or given you an even greater opportunity? Surely we've all experienced this at some stage in our lives...
I'm not sure if it's common knowledge or not, although I'm sure the sceptics will think that what I'm saying is complete, utter bullshit, but yet I digress... Anyway, spirits and ghosts can be seen, felt or heard in a variety of ways. Sometimes they are just lights of energy which can be as Orbs, Energy flashes or Energy Lines. They can also be seen in white-transparent figures, dark silhouette figures, etc. I mean really, they can come in so many different forms. How does it work? They feed from your energy or other energy supplies, such as lighting supplies or radio waves, etc. Why are they most commonly seen in the late hours of the night? This is simply due to the fact that there is less energy for them to compete with, therefore they require less energy to make their presence felt.
I also don't necessarily believe in heaven & hell as being the afterlife. I feel that our souls may simply slip into another dimension that we can keep coming back to. But again, our souls feed from energy supplies. The dimension we move into is the place where we go to when ready, which is where "seeing the light" comes from. I believe it's a place of endless supply and it's where we go to wait for the results of our tests in life. I also believe that our souls live countless lives in all different kinds of ways. With the more lives we lead, the more we learn, the closer we get to being promoted to be spirit guides, guardian angels, angels or spiritual onlookers.
I remember working with someone previously whom also brought up quite a good point. Another belief about souls. She told me how she believed in different ages of souls. Some souls are new whilst some souls are old. It makes sense if you think about it. New souls are incorporated into the people who tend to find everything fascinating and 'new'. Whereas with the old souls, it's hard to really impress them and to make them playful. This could also come down to personality as well, but generally speaking the new souls are kind of like kids. They are playful and easily amused, entertained and influenced. Even with age, they always seem to remain to be like 'Big Kids'. Whereas the old spirits are a little bit harder to please and are a lot more intellectual and knowledgeable. They are the ones who seem to be able to understand the concepts of most things quicker and have a wealth of knowledge but without any real, understood reason as to how or why. This is not in relation to IQ ratings as such. It's really more of a personality observation.
I also believe that when we come into this life in our human bodies, we don't come here alone. We come here with a selected amount of friends from our past lives. This can also include your family. I'm not saying that you'll have the same name or that you'll be in the daughter role again. For all you know in your past lives, you could have been the mother, or brother. We come here with a new lesson to learn and this may only be learnt from being in a new "part". However, we are guided by spirits we know from previous lives who have also joined us for this life. This is where the familiarity we feel with others comes in.
Each person we meet can teach us something new either about ourselves, or about the world we live in. We can take in someone else's viewpoint and customise it into our own beliefs. Every experience we go through is also an experience we can learn from or teach others about. That's what life is all about. A constant approach of learning and teaching and recommendations. Some people have suggested that we choose what we are to go through, or how we'll choose to die. I on the other hand, although I still need to think about it some more, I don't think that's quite the case. I consider this life to be a test. We go through certain experiences randomly to see how we handle it. Including even our deaths! For instance, if you think back to doing an important exam, you wouldn't get the actual test to study from now, would you? You'd only get the actual exam when it's time to do that exam. I believe that life and death is pretty much along the same lines.
What is everyone else's thoughts?
I'm not saying that I know all about the spirit world, because in all honesty, I don't. I just draw upon my own experiences and my own thoughts as to whether or not things make sense or are fitting. But I'm not just talking about the dead, I'm also talking about those who are living and how things work out in our lives. Like for instance, do you come across someone for the first time and yet for some reason, they instantly feel familiar to you? Or, do you ever get the feeling that something's holding you back from doing something only to find out that the moment of hesitation you experienced may have saved your life or given you an even greater opportunity? Surely we've all experienced this at some stage in our lives...
I'm not sure if it's common knowledge or not, although I'm sure the sceptics will think that what I'm saying is complete, utter bullshit, but yet I digress... Anyway, spirits and ghosts can be seen, felt or heard in a variety of ways. Sometimes they are just lights of energy which can be as Orbs, Energy flashes or Energy Lines. They can also be seen in white-transparent figures, dark silhouette figures, etc. I mean really, they can come in so many different forms. How does it work? They feed from your energy or other energy supplies, such as lighting supplies or radio waves, etc. Why are they most commonly seen in the late hours of the night? This is simply due to the fact that there is less energy for them to compete with, therefore they require less energy to make their presence felt.
I also don't necessarily believe in heaven & hell as being the afterlife. I feel that our souls may simply slip into another dimension that we can keep coming back to. But again, our souls feed from energy supplies. The dimension we move into is the place where we go to when ready, which is where "seeing the light" comes from. I believe it's a place of endless supply and it's where we go to wait for the results of our tests in life. I also believe that our souls live countless lives in all different kinds of ways. With the more lives we lead, the more we learn, the closer we get to being promoted to be spirit guides, guardian angels, angels or spiritual onlookers.
I remember working with someone previously whom also brought up quite a good point. Another belief about souls. She told me how she believed in different ages of souls. Some souls are new whilst some souls are old. It makes sense if you think about it. New souls are incorporated into the people who tend to find everything fascinating and 'new'. Whereas with the old souls, it's hard to really impress them and to make them playful. This could also come down to personality as well, but generally speaking the new souls are kind of like kids. They are playful and easily amused, entertained and influenced. Even with age, they always seem to remain to be like 'Big Kids'. Whereas the old spirits are a little bit harder to please and are a lot more intellectual and knowledgeable. They are the ones who seem to be able to understand the concepts of most things quicker and have a wealth of knowledge but without any real, understood reason as to how or why. This is not in relation to IQ ratings as such. It's really more of a personality observation.
I also believe that when we come into this life in our human bodies, we don't come here alone. We come here with a selected amount of friends from our past lives. This can also include your family. I'm not saying that you'll have the same name or that you'll be in the daughter role again. For all you know in your past lives, you could have been the mother, or brother. We come here with a new lesson to learn and this may only be learnt from being in a new "part". However, we are guided by spirits we know from previous lives who have also joined us for this life. This is where the familiarity we feel with others comes in.
Each person we meet can teach us something new either about ourselves, or about the world we live in. We can take in someone else's viewpoint and customise it into our own beliefs. Every experience we go through is also an experience we can learn from or teach others about. That's what life is all about. A constant approach of learning and teaching and recommendations. Some people have suggested that we choose what we are to go through, or how we'll choose to die. I on the other hand, although I still need to think about it some more, I don't think that's quite the case. I consider this life to be a test. We go through certain experiences randomly to see how we handle it. Including even our deaths! For instance, if you think back to doing an important exam, you wouldn't get the actual test to study from now, would you? You'd only get the actual exam when it's time to do that exam. I believe that life and death is pretty much along the same lines.
What is everyone else's thoughts?
Wednesday, March 10, 2010
So Much To Say, But Where Do I Start???
It was suggested to me recently after I had so much to talk about on my facebook profile, that I should start up my own blog for people to choose to read, but separate from my facebook profile. Well, here you have it! My very own blogspot!! :-)
It's funny, but ever since it was suggested to me, I really haven't said that much on my profile. Sure, I keep it updated with regular status updates and I've had plenty of opinions on just as many issues, but I never really felt the need to say too much about what was on my mind. I guess you could say that my life has changed a fair amount since then. But that's not the only reason...
Truth is that everything I've had opinions about, pales in comparison to everything else that's going on in the everyday, suburban life. People are waiting to hear about what's going to happen for the course of their lives. Financial & career-related stress is at an all-time high. Friends are closing chapters in their lives and starting fresh with a brand new name or in a brand new country. Meanwhile, some people are still in the streets wondering when their lucky break will come. Kids are being hurt and abused, every single day. People are living in countries where all they know is war and kids as young as 5 are becoming militant soldiers. I mean really, what kind of a world are we living in? What do we live for if this is all we know? What allows us to keep the faith and remain hopeful that tomorrow will see the end of all this hell? I think I now understand what it is that everyone lives for...
LOVE!! That can be the only answer available. It's the only thing that seems to be found everywhere, and yet there's still not enough of it to go around. Some people are just too corrupted in their minds to see it. Some people have been crushed so badly that they refuse to identify it and let it in. It's the one feeling that connects all the negative feelings and can somehow turn it into being a positive emotion with an even more promising experience. Sure, we may hurt and find ourselves in a very dark place should we find it in the wrong place, but we almost always find our way into the light and we always come through with more strength than we at first, previously thought we had.
Love really is all around us. It's there in the comfort of your family. It's there in the comfort of your friends and work mates. It's there with your team mates, your coach, your fellow counterparts. It's there with a stranger who cares for all humanity and for the well-being of their fellow brothers and sisters. It's there in the eyes of your children, or even in the eyes, heart & soul of your partner. It can even be found in someone you barely even know, but yet someone who sees something in you that you have become blinded to see yourself.
So why do we doubt it? Why are we so scared to say it? Why does there have to be the right time? Why must we put so many limits on something that can really lighten your spirit and provide you with the strength to get through this life with ease? Why can't we just let it be and accept the fact that it's there? It's the most common feeling around. It's more common than it's opposite, being 'hate'. So why can't we just let it be and admit it? It seems a little bit twisted to me, but with the way this society is, I am like everyone else and I rarely ever tell anyone that I love them, including my own family!
Even when we die, we worry more about the ones we love and become cautious of the ones that we don't trust who still have ties with our family. That's not out of hate though. That's out of love. The love that we have for those that we remain worried about. Maybe that's where we've gone wrong?
I've begun to think about this a bit more recently. The times where I've honestly felt love for someone, but have never told them like as though, if telling them was going to be like playing Russian Roulette and going by my track record, I'd probably end up with the bullet in my brain! Therefore, I rarely ever say it, but I feel it often. More than just often, almost always!
I'm not just talking about being in love with someone either, I mean love in general. Where you mean no harm, you genuinely care about another person's well-being and that when you try to envision your life without them, it scares you and leaves you feeling a bit blue.
So why is the most positive emotion you can possibly feel for someone, so hard to express without being so scared about the repercussions of saying it? It doesn't make sense, but it's an unspoken understanding that's commonly felt throughout society...
Does anyone agree?...
CLARKEY xoxo
It's funny, but ever since it was suggested to me, I really haven't said that much on my profile. Sure, I keep it updated with regular status updates and I've had plenty of opinions on just as many issues, but I never really felt the need to say too much about what was on my mind. I guess you could say that my life has changed a fair amount since then. But that's not the only reason...
Truth is that everything I've had opinions about, pales in comparison to everything else that's going on in the everyday, suburban life. People are waiting to hear about what's going to happen for the course of their lives. Financial & career-related stress is at an all-time high. Friends are closing chapters in their lives and starting fresh with a brand new name or in a brand new country. Meanwhile, some people are still in the streets wondering when their lucky break will come. Kids are being hurt and abused, every single day. People are living in countries where all they know is war and kids as young as 5 are becoming militant soldiers. I mean really, what kind of a world are we living in? What do we live for if this is all we know? What allows us to keep the faith and remain hopeful that tomorrow will see the end of all this hell? I think I now understand what it is that everyone lives for...
LOVE!! That can be the only answer available. It's the only thing that seems to be found everywhere, and yet there's still not enough of it to go around. Some people are just too corrupted in their minds to see it. Some people have been crushed so badly that they refuse to identify it and let it in. It's the one feeling that connects all the negative feelings and can somehow turn it into being a positive emotion with an even more promising experience. Sure, we may hurt and find ourselves in a very dark place should we find it in the wrong place, but we almost always find our way into the light and we always come through with more strength than we at first, previously thought we had.
Love really is all around us. It's there in the comfort of your family. It's there in the comfort of your friends and work mates. It's there with your team mates, your coach, your fellow counterparts. It's there with a stranger who cares for all humanity and for the well-being of their fellow brothers and sisters. It's there in the eyes of your children, or even in the eyes, heart & soul of your partner. It can even be found in someone you barely even know, but yet someone who sees something in you that you have become blinded to see yourself.
So why do we doubt it? Why are we so scared to say it? Why does there have to be the right time? Why must we put so many limits on something that can really lighten your spirit and provide you with the strength to get through this life with ease? Why can't we just let it be and accept the fact that it's there? It's the most common feeling around. It's more common than it's opposite, being 'hate'. So why can't we just let it be and admit it? It seems a little bit twisted to me, but with the way this society is, I am like everyone else and I rarely ever tell anyone that I love them, including my own family!
Even when we die, we worry more about the ones we love and become cautious of the ones that we don't trust who still have ties with our family. That's not out of hate though. That's out of love. The love that we have for those that we remain worried about. Maybe that's where we've gone wrong?
I've begun to think about this a bit more recently. The times where I've honestly felt love for someone, but have never told them like as though, if telling them was going to be like playing Russian Roulette and going by my track record, I'd probably end up with the bullet in my brain! Therefore, I rarely ever say it, but I feel it often. More than just often, almost always!
I'm not just talking about being in love with someone either, I mean love in general. Where you mean no harm, you genuinely care about another person's well-being and that when you try to envision your life without them, it scares you and leaves you feeling a bit blue.
So why is the most positive emotion you can possibly feel for someone, so hard to express without being so scared about the repercussions of saying it? It doesn't make sense, but it's an unspoken understanding that's commonly felt throughout society...
Does anyone agree?...
CLARKEY xoxo
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