"Holding on to anger is like grasping a hot coal with the intent of throwing it at someone else; you are the one getting burned." - Buddha
"In confrontation, the moment we begin to feel anger we cease striving for truth and start striving for ourselves." - Buddha
"It is a person's own mind, not his enemy or foe, that lures him to evil ways." - Buddha
"Peace comes from within. Do not seek it without." - Buddha
"Anger makes you smaller, while forgiveness forces you to grow beyond what you were." - Cherie Carter-Scott
"The weak can never forgive. Forgiveness is the attribute of the strong." - Mahatma Ghandi
"When you hold resentment toward another, you are bound to that person or condition by an emotional link that is stronger than steel. Forgiveness is the only way to dissolve that link and get free." - Catherine Ponder
"To err is human, to forgive, divine." - Alexander Pope
"To forgive is to set a prisoner free and discover that the prisoner was you." - Lewis B. Smedes
"Forgiveness is freeing up and putting to better use the energy once consumed by holding grudges, harboring resentments, and nursing unhealed wounds." - Sidney and Suzanne Simon
"It's so easy to laugh. It's so easy to hate. It takes strength to be gentle and kind." - Stephen Morrissey
"The way people treat you is a reflection of the way you treat people." - Remez Sasson
"Your living is determined not so much by what life brings to you as by the attitude you bring to life; not so much by what happens to you as by the way your mind looks at what happens." - Kahlil Gibran
Caged Man: a short story series Part One
This guy is sitting, and wondering how he got there. He's on display for all to see. Bounded by a cage; one he cannot escape from. He goes about daily life as best as he knows how. Everyday people pass by and watch; looking at what he has to show. Each day he dreams about how he used to be, wishing to be once again. This guy is in a cage. Day in and day out he thinks, wishing nothing but a fantasy.
Nearing the edge of his world, he is pulled back towards the center, yet not quite. One day a beautiful woman starts talking to him. Each day he wonders why she does so.
'Why a caged man? I am of no use to her.' He thinks, 'someone's been praying for me I suppose.'
Others take notice, start calling him pathetic and unworthy, yet they know not that he hears.
Days go by, they become friends. He awaits each new day for he knows that he shall see her once more, except on weekends. That's when his exhibit is closed for cleaning and he is examined. On those days he thinks too much and becomes saddened. But he knows that Monday will come and she will come to see him again.
The man in the cage loves this woman. She helps him forget his past; yet the cage reminds him how he got there. He wishes she could set him free, but she has to find the key...
TO BE CONTINUED
Hybrid Theory [before they were known as Linkin Park] - Carousel lyrics
She can't hide no matter how hard she tries
Her secret disguised behind the lies
And at night she cries away her pride
With eyes shut tight staring at her inside
All her friends know why she can't sleep at night
All her family asking is she alright
All she wants to do is get rid of this hell
Well all she's got to do is stop kiddin herself
She can only fool herself for so long
She can only fool herself for so long
She can only fool herself for so long
I'm too weak to face me
(She can only fool herself)
I never know just why you run so far away far away from me
I never know just why you run so far away far away from me
When it comes to how to live his life he can't be told
Says he got everything under control
Thinks he knows he's not a problem he's stuck with
But in reality it would be a problem to just quit
An addict and he can't hold the reigns
The pain is worse cause his friends have it the same
Tries to slow down the problem he's got
But can't get off the carousel until he makes it stop
He can only fool himself for so long
He can only fool himself for so long
He can only fool himself for so long
I'm too weak to face me
(He can only fool himself)
I never know just why you run so far away far away from me
I never know just why you run so far away far away from me
[Background stuff]
I never know just why you run so far away far away from me
I never know just why you run so far away far away from me
I never know just why you run so far away far away from me
I never know just why you run so far away far away from me
Figure.09 Lyrics
Artist(Band):Linkin Park
Nothing ever stops all these thoughts
and the pain attached to them
Sometimes I wonder why this is happenin'
It's like nothing I could do would distract me when
I think of how I shot myself in the back again
'Cause from the infinite words I could say I
Put all the pain you gave to me on display
But didn't realize
Instead of setting it free I
took what I hated and made it apart of me
[It Never Goes Away...] x2
And now
You've become a part of me
You'll always be right here
You've become a part of me
You'll always be my fear
I can't separate
Myself from what I've done
Giving up a part of me
I've let myself become you
You...
You...
You...
Hearing your name
the memories come back again
I remember when it started happenin'
I'd see you in every thought I had
and then
my thoughts slowly found words attached to them.
And I knew as they escaped away I was
committing myself to 'em
And every day
I regret saying those things
cause now I see
that I
took what I hated and made it apart of me.
[It Never Goes Away] x2
And now
You've become a part of me
You'll always be right here
You've become a part of me
You'll always be my fear
I can't separate
Myself from what I've done
Giving up a part of me
I've let myself become you
[It Never Goes Away] x4
(get away from ME!)
Give me my space back
You’ve gotta just
(GO!)
Everything just comes down to memories of
(YOU!)
I've kept it in but now I’m letting you
(KNOW!)
I've let you go!
So
(get away from ME!)
Give me my space back
You've gotta just
(GO!)
Everything just comes down to memories of
(YOU!)
I've kept it in but now I’m letting you
(KNOW!)
I've let you go!
And now
You've become a part of me
You'll always be right here
You've become a part of me
You'll always be my fear
I can't separate
Myself from what I've done
Giving up a part of me
I've let myself become you
I've let myself become you
I've let myself become lost inside these thoughts of you
Giving up a part of me
I've let myself become you
I am lost right now. There's nothing in life to live for. I know I probably should get more Jesus in my life, but I'd probably still be sad, because, how can someone you never met or seen or talked to make you happy? How can something you cannot touch or feel or hear or see give you joy? It doesn't make sense. But I guess I'll give him a chance...well, more than I already have. Just wish there was more to life than what there is for me...basically right now I have no social life outside of school or the internet...I'm ok with it but a bit discontent with my life too...I need a change in my life...religio
but yeah, that's basically what I've come to realize while I was thinking...but I have learned other things...but that's for another time...for now...
-Peace Out
Warning: Sad when I wrote this
I've been thinking...
We all die in the end.
Why exercise?
Why go to college?
Why even finish high school?
Why bother with love?
Why bother caring?
.........
What's the use?
Not like we're going to be remembered out of the 6billion+ people in the world 3 or 4 generations down the road...
There's no point to all this mess.
And before you start preaching to me about 'how I need God' this and 'the point is to worship God' that, just shutup. I already know that. I am much more intelligent than all you guys think. I am also lazy. If I wasn't lazy, I'd have less of a life than I don't have now, so I thank my laziness for the life that I do have.
..........
Why is it that everytime you think you've found something, you think you have it in your grasp, it slips away?
Why is it that God changes people to ways that make me unhappy. No I'm not refering just to izzy. But my dad too. I liked him better when he did drink and smoke, and didn't go to church. I miss those days.
............
Why the hell can't people do things for themselves anymore? For example, they don't play around with settings on things. They don't figure it out on their own. They want someone to show them. They don't want the joy of figuring it out on their own. They want something done and they want it done right then. All my knowledge of computers, all my knowledge of games, all my knowledge of how to do things, I've read how to do. I've experimented to see what things work and what things don't, and how they work. And what little was taught to me, I hardly use. People have become so...so...less explorative in figuring out how to do things that they rely on someone who already knows how to do it for them...especia
..............
Why is it that words offend people?
It's just a damned word.
Forget about the history behind the word
Is the history happening to you now?
Are you still enslaved?
Are you still being killed?
Are you really a pregnant dog?
Are you really a child born to unwed parents?
Are you really feces?
Are you really homosexual?
Are you really happy?
Are you a bundle of sticks?
Are you a cigarette?
Are you really that damned stupid?
Does it matter if they call you a racial slur?
Does it physically harm you?
Are you going to die just because of words?
And what are words? Vibrations in the air that are picked up by your ears andd decoded by your brain that allow you to use language?
So you're going to let vibrations of air offend you?
Are you going to let light frequencies that make up color of words offend you?
I tell you one thing, I'm fucking not...
FREE SPEECH FOR ALL!! SAY WHATEVER YOU WANT WITHOUT FEAR!!
..............
*cough*...yes welll...I went off on a few rants there...
but yeah...I'm just tired of life...but I must move forward because that's what's expected of me...
go watch this =D
http://www.you
preach on!
[warning:may have content that is offensive to some people, you have been warned]
"But if you do not forgive, neither will your Father who is in heaven forgive your transgressions
Makes sense, aye?
Gary Jules
Mad World
all around me are familiar faces
worn out places
worn out faces
bright and early for the daily races
going no where
going no where
their tears are filling up their glasses
no expression
no expression
hide my head i wanna drown my sorrow
no tomorrow
no tomorrow
and i find i kind of funny
i find it kind of sad
the dreams in which i'm dying are the best i've ever had
i find it hard to tell you
i find it hard to take
when people run in circles its a very very
mad world
mad world
children waiting for the day they feel good
happy birthday
happy birthday
and i feel the way that every child should
sit and listen
sit and listen
went to school and i was very nervous
no one knew me
no one new me
hello teacher tell me what's my lesson
look right through me
look right through me
and i find i kind of funny
i find it kind of sad
the dreams in which i'm dying are the best i've ever had
i find it hard to tell you
i find it hard to take
when people run in circles its a very very
mad world
mad world
enlarging your world
mad world
Listen to DJ XTC!!!
great upbeat techno
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I am tired of people who get in my face telling me that I am racist because I am white! This bulletin is what I have to say back at them, and those that take offense can knock me off their list!
And if posting this is racist, then so be it!
So
There are African Americans, Mexican Americans,
Asian Americans, Arab Americans, Native Americans, etc.
And then there are just Americans.
You pass me on the street and sneer in my direction.
You Call me "White boy," "Gringo", "Cracker," "Honkey,"
"Whitey," "Caveman" .. And that's OK.
But when I call you, Nigger, Kike, Towel head, Sand-nigger,
Camel Jockey, Beaner, Gook, or Chink ... You call me a racist.
You say that whites commit a lot of violence against you,
So why are the ghettos the most dangerous places to live?
You have the United Negro College Fund. You have Martin Luther King
Day. You have Black History Month. You have Cesar Chavez Day. You
Have Yom Hashoah You have Ma'uled Al-Nabi You have the NAACP.
You have BET.
If we had WET (White Entertainment Television) .. We'd be racists.
If we had a White Pride Day .. You would call us racists.
If we had White History Month . We'd be racists.
If we had any organization for only whites to "advance" OUR lives ..
We'd be racists.
We have a Hispanic Chamber of Commerce, a Black Chamber of
Commerce, and then we just have the plain Chamber of Commerce.
Wonder who pays for that?
If we had a college fund that only gave white students scholarships
... You know we'd be racists. There are over 60 openly proclaimed
Black Colleges in the US , yet if there were "White colleges" ..
THAT would be a racist college.
In the Million Man March, you believed that you were marching
For your race and rights. If we marched for our race and rights,
You would call us racists.
You are proud to be black, brown, yellow and orange, and you're
Not afraid to announce it. But when we announce our white pride ..
You call us racists.
You rob us, carjack us, and shoot at us. But, when a white police officer
Shoots a black gang member or beats up a black drug-dealer running
From the law and posing a threat to society .. You call him a racist.
I am proud.
But, you call me a racist.
Why is it that only whites can be racists?
Now watch Im gonna be racist and click Post.
If you ar proud of your white heritage, then repost this!
"Hell and destruction are never full; so the eyes of man are never satisfied." - Proverbs 27:20
My favorite bible verse =)
Darkness: a Haiku
Darkness consumes me
Locked inside the endless void
Hoping for release
Rising Star: a limerick
Days come and go
Testing what I know
Putting me to the test
Rising above the best
Becoming star of the show
Irony: a Haiku
The sun shines brightly
Giving life to its creatures
That they may war against
Transformation
Hide behind your lies
Things a person denies
Transform your life
Cause people strife
Love, a person defies
Wind: a Haiku
Wind blows through my hair
I feel it caress my face
Refreshing to me
Storm: a Haiku
Darkness, skies become
Pouring down heavy rain on me
Drenched I have become
Fools
Sweet sorrow to the fool
Wallowing in their deceit
Instead of in the pool
Which knows no defeat
Coupled with self-denial
Put a wall up with their lies
Cutting deeper all the while
Even in their midnight cries
Avoiding their hearts' desires
Foolish mortals and their games
Exploding with emotional fires
Hard to extinguish the flames
Time consuming fools' oppurtunities
Wasting away inside
making up their bogus lies
No matter the times they've tried
Eventually fools are enlightened
Hear the truth one time
Some of them frightened
Others repeat thier crime
Gone and Done
Gone are the days of old
Here are the days of new
My heart growing cold
Still standing among the few.
The few that move on
But yet, still long for the old.
Probably forever gone
Timeless the story is told
One of heartbreak in life
Wishing for what things were
Gone with this called strife
Never again to occur
No point staying in the past
It only makes me worse
Do things ever truly last
Only death and a verse
I drove today. Got to drive to Wal*Mart and then I drove all the way to Huntsville...a
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