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Mother, I am your child.
Look at me, caged for nine months like an animal,
When I am released I am covered in blood, in my Mother’s blood.
Look at me, Look at us, we are raised by technology,
And you have the nerve to judge us, you the one who has a family.
You might say that we are different,
But we are made from the same parts,
Bodies, Souls and Hearts.
When I am born,
I always see a closed door,
Who left it open?
Why did you left me alone?
Who left me outside?
Why did you left me to...die?
Father, you supposed to be by my side,
Mother, you supposed to heal my life,
Yet none of you were never here, both of you were just lies.
we are born to be broken,
But I will not leave that to happen,
Not to me, not to you, not to no one.
We are born to be a slave,
That is why we live in a cave,
But I will soon leave,
And everyone is welcomed who wish to achieve and change.
You might call me a rebel,
But isn't this type which made history?
Many where rebels,
And you Teach, Hear, See and Learn their words,
So who are
Faeries and Elves,
Boggarts and Ents.
The Night skies are falling,
The Sun is dreaming of a neverending morning.
Beings of all Colors,
Shapes and Lands,
Please join once again,
For a final and yet eternal dance.
Grab eachothers hands,
From the young to the old,
Let us all live together and never be alone.
Earth Day 2013
So I took a walk this mornin,
Walkin all day to find my old place.
I was moving slowly to take a good glimpse,
Just to realize that everything changed.
Jungle is where I once lived before,
But know it is a mixture of forests.
Huge trees in which leaves go up and down,
And branches which turn roun and roun.
Colors start to fade,
Lands transforms to shade.
Clouds turn to black,
Nature turns her back.
Beings of every kind,
Now it is your time.
Our Mother is sad,
Make her happy once again.
Give her a hug,
Give her more land,
And not Concrete islands with no ends.
So free as a new born symbol,
With dreams filled with marvel,
And living in the shadows of an angel.
With wings spread,
Nothing to comprehend,
Within the Clouds, it ascends.
The journey begins,
Within its soul there are no sins,
Just joyful and an everlasting bliss.
Keep a Calm Mind within the Self,
Clean the Self from the Wall.
Walls of Madness, Walls of Sadness, Walls of... Nothingness,
Doubt, Fear, Pain an Suffering,
Why do We claim these to be ours?
Hours pass, Life is less,
The World is a fragile glass, what do you expect?
A broken half, or a broken paragraph?
Modern days now come to the Past,
Nearly no one holds a book,
Everyone downloads, believes and they are on a digital hook.
Children of all ages, go on the streets naked,
With a digital mind in there hands, begging for a normal life,
Hollow look on the parents faces, yells out NO!
Speak, Yell, Shout and Whisper, words which meaning we do not own,
Yet we use them as are our own,
Claim your life, and see it dying by the night, because you are nothing more than a dark spot within the darkness, praying for Light.
Granted, Gifted, Special, Above Average,
Mocking people with these,
Look in the mirror please, are you pleased?
Namaste everyone. Now that we arrived to December, today I would like to talk about this new word that many noways have realized that it exists. The word is "LOVE".
In the last few months I analyzed many things, with which I came across, and the most interesting was how people react to the word "Love" and what their thought about it is. Here are some examples, for some:
- it is a word;
- it is an emotion;
- it is a tool ( to achieve what one wants );
- it is experience;
- it is something spiritual ( especially nowadays ).
All of these above are today’s modern society’s attitude towards the word "Love". But I would like to point out the last example. the spiritual example which many started to share around the world wide web ( internet ). Before I start the lesson, I would like to warn those people who might feel offended or something similar, the negative comments are welcomed as well, I will not hide them. Thank you and pleasant reading I wish you all.
I mentioned ab
The Young Tree Tale.
Before the poem I would like to share a personal quote
"Humanity doesn't own the Planet. The Planet owns Humanity. "
I was born by mistake,
Children playing and throwing seeds,
And one of them was blessed for me.
I had a hard time growing,
But the children were helping,
Giving me love, attention and carrying.
I grew to be a big, strong tree,
A peach tree full of fruits of amazing beauty,
But this changed quickly.
The love which I got,
Was only from children, not from the monsters,
Which wanted to see me falling and suffering.
They asked, they wanted me to fall,
But I showed them that only Nature brawl,
And the Monsters only growl.
But, as you know,
Nothing lasts forever,
Even my time has to come to an end.
So it came,
That I must fall.
The Monsters started happily to yell,
And I couldn't say to my children Farewell.
It is sad that Humanity arrived to this point,
Where they can't make a difference between Humility and Cruelty,
Also I have a questi
The Green and Blue colors,
Our Mother once had,
Now it is only concrete and full of sand.
Only islands gaze upon,
Nothing is smiling but only the Sun.
The planet which once was blooming,
Now she is sleeping,
Waiting and Hoping,
For the new generation to start sprouting.
Some people call me wise,
Some call me a fake,
But I am just a normal human,
With a gift of healing, for life’s sake.
I help not just with energy but also with words,
I just tell the truth,
For some it hurts and they take it as a threat,
Then they start to threaten again.
I am just a human, imagine if I were an Alien, a Cosmic being,
Would they start killing,
Or fear would take over and they would start running?
I think they wouldn't notice me at all,
Because let's face it, humanity has a great talent called sleeping,
And they are happy when they are dreaming.
"Do not let others tell you who you are, because they don't know who themselves are either." (F. Zsolt).
The Big MatchOnce upon a time, there was a young boy named Prince who always dreamed of becoming the world's best logger. He trained every day for 17 hours in order to beat his rival, The Slow Menace. The day of the big competition arrived, and Prince came armed with a computer and his unstoppable determination. They were pitted against each other in a battle of wits, and Prince emerged as the sweet victor! His achievement is celebrated every Christmas.
Nature is how I am named,
And with power I have came.
Hear me Shout,
And the ground shall Sprout.
Watch me as I shad Tears,
Until your precious cities shall fall in Fears.
Make me feel Sadness,
And I assure you that my storms will bring you Madness.
If I fall in Anger,
The world will burn in Fire.
Now at the End,
I showed you I do not Depend.
So please keep me Clean,
Because I like this planet Green.
AerosolIt has been a day and a half since the crash, and I have found a cabin. In some ways, this is a relief. I don’t know if I could face another night on the mountain without shelter. Outside, a fire does no good: the heat simply travels upwards. However, this place also raises some difficult questions. I estimate that I’ve put eight miles between myself and the crash site. I don’t know if this will be enough. It Saving...
occurs to me that I don’t really know anything.
The survival manual recommends staying with the plane. It explains that this affords the best chance of rescue. It explains that the wreckage offers warmth and shade. It explains that seventy percent of pilots who stay are located within three days, while seventy percent of those who leave are
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