The story

The story of life is faster then the wink of an eye. The story of love is hello and goodbye until we meet again.

Apple

It is sitting there whispering to you take me, feel me, smell me, taste me.

You sit and look at its curves and the smoothness of the skin. You know you want to grab it in your hands, the wonderful sensations it will bring you, once you have it.

As you seem to draw yourself near and near you clasp it in your hands and move it slowly to your mouth.

Your lips imbed it as you take a bite. The succulent juice in your mouth is pouring down your chin. The taste is so sweet, the feeling is so smooth and good, the smell is from heaven.

The you take another bite.

Lover Never Dies

You see her in your dreams,
You see her when you wake up,
You see her in the morning as you get dressed,
You see her on the way to work,
Because, to you, love never dies.

She broke your heart, but you still think of her,
He soft, silky hair playing in the wind,
Her smile that shone on your world,
Her lips soft as silk,
Her skin white as snow,
Because, to you, love never dies.

You sit and reminisce back to the days
When the both of you spent hours together,
The joy, the smiles, the laughter, the jokes, the kisses and hugs,
And you ask yourself what happened,
Because, to you, love never dies.

You wonder how it could have been,
How it should have been or how it would have been,
If you were together,
She was your love, your life, and now she's gone,
But for you it's not over, because deep in your heart, love never dies.

The Gypsy in Us

There's is a bit of the gypsy in each of us. Our ancestors were nomads. They wandered over deserts, plains and mountain tops. There were ever seeking new frontier... new horizons.

Perhaps this explains some of our restlessness. We tire of the status quo no matter how good it is. We get bored with the usual and seek diversions which are sometimes unhealthy and even dangerous.

The spirit of adventure accounts for many discoveries in every field but when it becomes perfected, it gets us into trouble. Some thrills cost a pretty price. Emotionalism and hysteria are for the birds.

The Curious Mind

Some minds are like a river that flows constantly and helps to create life. Others are like a stagnant lake in which nothing can live.

Fortunate is the person who is born with curiosity and a sense of adventure: who reads constantly to acquire new facts and thoughts. Such a person is never bored nor does he require temporary thrills that only leave him despondent after they have passed.

The world is a stage and a perpetual drama is going on all the time right under our eyes. The sensitive and intuitive see it, while those who are dull and unimaginative are totally unaware of the action.

There is also a stage set within ourselves. Fantasies are enacted for those who have a touch of poetry and mysticism. There are times when all of us like to dream... to lock the doors and shut out the outside world. We need such moments to regain our sanity in an irrational world.

Impossible

This is dedicated to my Arusak :)

Impossible is just a big word thrown around by small men who find it easier to live in the world they've been given than to explore the power they have to change it. Impossible is not a Fact. It's an Opinion. Impossible is not a Declaration. It's a Dare. Impossible is Potential. Impossible is Temporary. IMPOSSIBLE IS NOTHING.

DCP = Dedication, Commitment, Passion

be Dedicated to the ones you love, Committed to your work, and have Passion for life