Bob Dylan song which is one more cup of coffee
Your breath is sweet
Your eyes are like two jewels in the sky.
Your back is straight, your hair is smooth
On the pillow where you lie.
But I don't sense affection
No gratitude or love
Your loyalty is not to me
But to the stars above.
One more cup of coffee for the road
One more cup of coffee 'fore I go
To the valley below.
Your daddy he's an outlaw
And a wanderer by trade
He'll teach you how to pick and choose
And how to throw the blade
He oversees his kingdom
So no stranger does intrude
His voice it trembles as he calls out
For another plate of food
Your sister sees the future
Like your mama and yourself
You've never leardned to read or write
There's no books upon your shelf
And your pleasure knows no limits
Your voice is ilke a meadowlark
But your heart like an ocean
Mysterious and dark
Can you cry because of anyone's pain?Is it possible thing you will believe in?Can you feel of that pain someone suffers?Well then, is it about empathy or anything else?
Yes, I have ever cried because of someone's sorrow...I have found out a mail within my book...It was sent by a friend who was my good friend...I have read it before but when I read it again, it made me so sorry and in pain...I have never lived them which were said by him...As a matter of fact, It is not possible to live same things...If you want to feel same emotions, you can...If you want to see same point following by someone, you can see...It is called as empathy but the thing I lived was different...Wh
Attavagga - The Self
If one holds oneself dear, one should protect oneself well. During every one of the three watches the wise man should keep vigil.
I cant remember each words I have recieved, it is because of my forgetful mind...It is too hard to all human beings to control their mind If they can say some wrong words...It is just like lapsus...A friend always says that all lapsuses we do talks instead of us...But we HAVE to remember a reality...You can do lapsus If English is not your nature language...and you cant express yourself freely in other languages you can talk...
Then, can we blame anyone If they cant express their nature and real being?I know that It will take a long time to forget all my sorrows...But something was special for me...I wished that something was special for him too...I remember some words which were said by a friend:
We wont be same after this meeting...
I am adding a sentence:
I will NEVER be same after this separateness..
Arahantavagga - The Perfected One
He who corruptions are destroyed, he who is not attached to food, he who has Deliverance, which is Void and Signless, as his objects, - his path, like that of birds in the air, cannot be traced.
Jaravagga - Old Age
What is laughter, what is joy, when the world is ever burning? Shrouded by darkness, would you not seek the light?
Cittavagga - The Mind
Like a fish that is drawn from its watery abode and thrown upon land, even so does this mind flutter. Hence should the realm of the passions be shunned.
The mind is hard to check. It is swift and wanders at will. To control it is good. A controlled mind is conducive to happiness.
It is from Buddhism...
"There is happiness in life,
happiness in friendship,
happiness of a family,
happiness in a healthy body and mind,
...but when one loses them, there is suffering."
Dhammapada
I am really in shock... Because there is hate... Hate...
The unique thing human being can change is herself/himsel
Tomorrow, It is my birthday...I know all my friends will say "Happy Birthday"...Ex
Soyez à vous-même votre propre flambeau, votre propre refuge... "
- Bouddha
"...nous devons croire à un écrit, à une doctrine ou à une affirmation lorsque notre raison et notre expérience intime les confirment. C'est pourquoi, je vous ai enseigné à ne pas croire simplement d'après ce qui vous a été dit, mais conformément à votre expérience personnelle, et puis à agir en conséquence et généreusement"
Citation tirée de "La Doctrine secrète", tome III.
Loving is painful, The truth is painful
They resemble eachother...
The hardest thing on earth is losing someone you love ...If they passed away, you try to bear with your loss...It is painful...But you know that they have gone somewhere and they are in your prayers until your breath stops...
But If you lose someone and you KNOW that they are alive...It is the most painful things in your life...You know they are still alive, breathe...But you cant talk ANY word to them...If your loss passed away, you can talk to him/her in your dreams...But If he/she is alive, you cant talk to him/her anymore...It hurts your heart...There is a big hole in your heart...You cant fill it...Because this place in your heart BELONGS to him/her...Your heart ACHES...But this pain which is in your heart will never recover...Beca
The thing I feel is just pain... There is no hate... There is no anger... Because feeling hate or anger is not my REAL nature... My heart is still crying... Throughout I look at this page, It will continue crying...
I wish that you will read these words, one day...
God bless you...
Banu
Mariah Carey - Without You
No I can't forget this evening
Or your face as you were leaving
But I guess that's just the way
The story goes
You always smile
But in your eyes
Your sorrow shows
Yes it shows
No I can't forget tomorrow
When I think of all my sorrow
When I had you there
But then I let you go
And now it's only fair
That I should let you know
What you should know
I can't live
If living is without you
I can't live
I can't give anymore
I can't live
If living is without you
I can't give
I can't give anymore
Well I can't forget this evening
Or your face as you were leaving
But I guess that's just the way
The story goes
You always smile
But in your eyes
Your sorrow shows
Yes it shows
"It is a wonderful song i like...I have wanted to share its lyrics"
I have read a poem which was sent by my beloved friend Inge and it has impressed me so much...I would like to share it with all my friends...
DO NOT STAND AT MY GRAVE AND WEEP
Do not stand at my grave and weep,
I am not there, I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glint on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you wake in the morning hush,
I am the swift, uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circling flight.
I am the soft starlight at night.
Do not stand at my grave and weep.
I am not there, I do not sleep.
(Do not stand at my grave and cry.
I am not there, I did not die!
Mary Frye (1932)
Sometimes, i think about if i lose my dreams...If i lose them, what will happen to me? Is "the day i am dead" that day? I know i ask alot, because i am curious and this is the way to learn being alive and living the life...All questions i have are almost about my dreams...If all of them make me not fair, i am ready for everything...
I have lost my dear friend Jon and this loss has made me so sad and thoughtful of everything...Y
I am really sad for my loss...I am praying for you, Jon...Now, you are playing with angels and you are smiling to us...
MAY YOUR SOUL REST IN PEACE...
I WILL NEVER FORGET YOU...