River waters
The reason why the river flows toward the sea
is not only because I've been weeping
all day long
up on the hill
Not only because I've been blooming
like a sunflower in longing
all night long
up on the hill
The reason I've been weeping like a beast in sorrow
up on the hill
is not only because
the river flows toward the sea
from a collection of poems(titled "Back to Heaven") by Chon Sang Pyong(Korean Poet)
{The translators(into English)are Brother Anthony and Young-Moo Kim.}
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My suggestion: If you don't get along with your family members at the moment,
How about taking this step? It worked out effectively with me.
Okay. Write letters to each of your family members.
Find and select different, matching color letter papers and envelopes for each of them.
Write to them what you can't say in a face-to-face conversation. Even superfluous words.
Send the bunch of letters to their offices or school or home, yadda yadda yadda.
At the same time.
It's a piece of cake, huh? Don't ya think so?
Emancipatated life.
I usually listen to Music as a therapy to set me free
When we're born, we're selected.
Now I say to myself:
Let me see...What I've done for my life.
from worrisome matter. Or read lines of Quotes & stories
of Spiritual books.
Sometimes it seems we forget how much precious our life is. Truly.
The pains, the faliures(seemingly), struggling against them are all our rights.
The right to live.
The right to handle the endowed troubles.
If we're always satisfied, full-of-happy occasions,
then maybe we'll seek to find something to tackle.
I'm serious.
I've gone through several occasions that made me a lot depressed unimaginably.
Don't let the troubles manipulate myself. Keep your chin up.
Our lives are up to ourselves. That's what I bear in my mind anywhere
I confess to you I was once suffered from serious
demoralization, melancholia, pessimism.
It takes time to find the right breakthrough
but please the answer is in our hands.
We just need to unfold it. Please spread your being.
You valuable exsistence. Please remeber there's always
exit at the corner.
WE'RE UNIQUE.
<< The greatest pain in life is not to die, but to be ignored. To lose the person you love so much to another who doesn't care at all. To have someone you care so about so much throw a party... and not tell you about it. When your favorite person on earth neglects to invite you to his graduation. To have people think that you don't care. The greatest pain in life, is not to die, but to be forgotten. To be left in the dust after another's great achievement. To never get a call from a friend, just saying "hi". When you show someone your innermost thoughts and they laugh in your face. For friends to always be too busy to console you when you need someone to lift your spirits. When it seems like the only person who cares about you, is you. Life is full of pain, but does it ever get better? Will people ever care about each other, and make time for those who are in need? Each of us has a part to play in this great show we call life. Each of us has a duty to mankind to tell our friends we love them. If you do not care about your friends you will not be punished. You will simply be ignored... forgotten... as you have done to others. *This poem was written by a young girl who committed suicide three years ago. Perhaps if the people surrounding her had shown a little more love, and had paid more attention to her, her death could have been prevented. Remember that when going through life, you can't judge a sad, lonely, or suicidal person by their facial expression. You need to get to know each person you come in contact with, cherish your friendship with them, and show them that you care.* Please forward to everyone you care about. >>In the quickness of our haste
--unknown author--(I got this from my e-mail amiga.)
So wipe the grime off the view hole
And take a closer look
Environmental bandits
Up to their shenanigans
Crooks disguised as you and I
***We've got to find another way
to make the world go 'round
Our individual roles we think
Not so important to the plot
The big picture unseen
Leaving life in between
Destroyed ans overwrought
There's no need to point the finger
We understand who takes the blame
Diliquents caught
REd-handed in the act
Crooks disguised as you and I
***repeat
You see there's many many many many
people in the world
And I'm not sure if I like
What I've heard
I'm not sure if I like
What I'm doing myself
I'm not sure if I like how it turns
Degradation
Violation
Inexcusable exploitation
It's the dawning of a new era
People consiciously don't care
How unfair
***repeat again
from the album " Tragic Kingdom " by No doubt