It is an attempt to explore, pour my soul, free my spirit and squeeze my heart, to highlight brotherhood of man, and to purify true love, the common human language for all! [/I]
Say it. no one would get it. all gone, or may be still there, even here...nothing but music melody taking you so high! above their level, why do you care? they wont get it! dirty? of what? human desires burning your little body! so what? ashamed? after all you will be washed by God's Tears the melody is still on, filling the sky of a rythem that they don't understand they wont understand!! feeling strange? your spirit will be showerd by God's mercy! why you care? the music still there!! filling the space the language of natural feelings feeling so down? you braught it to yourself!! why you kept imagining chewing her rosy lips? why you wanted to be shaded by her eyelash? your hands sweating when you imgine touching her smoothness!! your lips are trempling by the idea of passing by her lips.. sunddenly, the music getting louder, the voice of God is calling you it is filling you.. and you cry ........! why? her silky hair is flying with the air.. running towards you while her breasts jumping.. rebelling... seeking a release of their jail eager to bath in the God's warmth the lines of the sun.. what are you looking at? with an open mouth that seeking anything and every thing? that corner got fed up with your presence! that melody no more entertaining you,, but complaining from you.. the sun will soon set long way before the moon comes wet your long night wont be lit say something to make sure your lips moving.. say something to make sure those in the room understand you don't wait too long don't believe your lie they said it to you and you said it to your self then you believe it? eager... as usual but.. for what? this night is gonna be the longest the crowed will disappear slowly the melody will become the echo of your cry the tears of God will wash your body, But, what will wash your your soul?
Since I lost you, not only the surrounding is desert, but my life is also so.. full of thirst eager to a single cloud, among the heat of loneliness speaking to no body, as if one has a language of his own. hearing nothing, not even my echo as if i were deaf, since birth..
and i always had my beautiful dream, linking my soul to yours... twinning my spirit to the lost one, singing my sole and lost melody to the unknown! who cares, if no one hears it!!
since you said farewell,,, all the stars vanished from my sky.. and the sad moon became to lazy to move.. my sun has hidden its light and became so dumb! the only sign of life around, is the tears of the desert rose!
all of the sudden.. heard the thunder shaking my earth and the rainbow came with full colours the desert seemed full of flowers and children kissing innocent kisses colouring the sad sky don't ask me how or why no more black rain she is coming back again my roses all blooming my heart for the first time without any sore or pain i knew it would happen.. thanks god who gave me patience and life to see you filling earth of love and mercy but no more black rain!
Tell me why? are you beating in the wrong times? for the wrong ones, with a wrong rhythm, tell me why?
Tell me why?? your echo is filling the sky, yet no one hears you, but the dead, and you still simplify!
Wish I were deaf, so that i can at you laugh each time you whisper, in the wrong time!
I braught you all the rainbow colours, to brighten your lines, and wrote you all the songs, to melodize and harmonize, but, how can a dead moon still shine!
it is my fate! to live with a heartsore, to live with such a life ignore, spend it on a deathbed, what can be still more?
Tell me why? the answer is always; Sigh!
I will take my boat and sail, every thing became of no avail,
Farewell my lonely heart, go together, or fall apart, Farewell my lonely heart!
We may set every day in a cetain corner, and start imagining instead of thinking, or let our imagination, leads our thoughts! and we start wondering! about every thing even our reality!
Who am I? Is this me? is this what i want? Or are my thoughts imported from someone else? are they from my education, or from my point of view formed by my education? my circonstances ,if i were born in another country and had another parents who would i be the same person who has the same thoughts? Would i be the same, in origion regarding all aspects of my life? are we so taken by our imagination that is leaving us blind behind our reality? is it the negative spot in our lives that we spend most of it just imagining instead of being real and going to real things? do we let the world of Fantasy, overcome our lives, until we reach a certain point that we believe the unreal and run away from the real people or things in our lives? eventually; are we sick in doing so? do we need to be healed from the negative affect of our imaginations?
What do experts say about that?:
A man does not see the real world. The real world is hidden from him by the wall of imagination. Each center has its own form of imagination. George Gurdjieff
People are asleep and dream they are awake. Imagination is always ready to work in us and deceive us. When self-remembering appears, it is immediately squashed [by imagination]. Peter Ouspensky
One thing that completely satisfies the machine is imagination. However, it does not satisfy the higher centers; imagination is repugnant to them. All the actions of the intellectual part of the instinctive center are aimed at luring one away from the present into imagination. Robert Earl Burton
Do not dwell in the past, do not dream of the future, concentrate the mind on the present moment. Buddha
Do not wander; do not wander; remain mindful. Milarepa
We are fond of our involuntary thoughts, and that is why they come. Philokalia; Evagrios the Solitary
Keep practicing remembrance until the world of imagination is lifted from you. Ibn Arabi
Know that the science of unveiling has no end to it. Ibn Ata Allah
Stay away from the market bazaar of thought-traffic. Tear away thoughts and uncover consciousness. Unveil the beautiful bride. Rumi
You have to evaluate how you spend every moment; with Presence or in Negligence. Shah Naqshband
Anticipate trouble at every moment, and when it comes, encounter it as something expected. Philokalia; Theophan the Recluse
I have gone out [of imagination]. I am alive! Journey Forth By Day (The Egyptian Book of The Dead)
No wonder you are the sole... 'cause you are beyond comparison,
Nothing but you, can lighten the darkness.. Nothing but you, can replace the sadness.. Nothing but you, can give different meaning to the shyness...
No wonder you are the sole... 'cause you were the start blooming in my heart flowering my ground lightening my sky taking me so high above imaginations can go or fly 'cause you are beyond comparison!
No wonder you are the sole... the story can't be told to all.. the secret is so small.. the consequence might be unbearable, unbelievable, horrible, but,you are the moon! you have your stages! you grow here and vanish there the nature of things! the secret is so small; My soul is melting in your soul!
I can swallow your black rain, I can bear my heart pain, I can show the wind its vane, I can for you sain, and touch the face of the sky, and kiss the eyes of the spy, who would whisper, that my soul is melting in your soul!
No wonder you are the sole,, you made me a poet, to sing for you, many readers, many listenrs, but, the fact is beyond the imagination of them all! 'cause you are the only fact in my life, as much as my faith in God, nothing to compare,, you are beyond comparison!
Why do people come to FFF and become members of this site? The title of the site "Filipino Friend finder" might be very missleading.
For the first moment, you get the impression that, it is a place where people who have interests in meeting filipinas! or a place where single filipinas can be approachable!
after 3 years or more of being a member of this site, i came with the following conclusions for the differnet classification of FFF members:
1. Serious and true single males looking for Filipinas life partners. 2. Unhappy married single males, looking for love. 3. married and/or single males, looking for time being pleasure. Not serious in any aspect! 4. Single females looking ofr true and serious relationships. 5. Single and/or married females looking for pleasure. 6. Single and/or married femailes looking for a visa and/or work contract abroad. 7. Single/married females "young ones in particular" looking for giving online pleasure in order to get paid. 8. Corrupted girls "either needy or greedy" who would give all sort of reasons and execuses to push on you to western union them or even e-transfer them as soon as possible. Some of them are even professional in that. 9. Newly Russian girls invading the FFF marketing themselves for all purposes in rder to get paid thru professional agencies!
10. hopless people of both gender that are desprate for any miracle to creat a change in their boring lives.
From the above mentioned classification, it is very hard to assume whether it is the real place to take someone serious here. and in order to avoid some innocent people to get deeply hurt or finanically fooled, I think one should;
1. not take this site members as real ones for a real relationship and committment. 2.Stop paying for any one met on this site because that even gets the outout of it worse. 3. in case one found a person whom u think is possibly promissing, take the first opportunity to meet on person, and never lose years after years of your life, sailing to no where!
It is obvious that every one of this site members has his/her different priority, and it is more likely that there is no compromize in such priorites!
Good luck to every body in his/her high real approach!
Dec 24, 2005 2:21 pm Mood: disappointed, 603 Views
Is it true that the world is becoming one unity and human beings are becoming one family " brotherhood of man" ? Is it true that the economic growth worldwide and world prosperity is meant to be for all mankind? Is it true that some one in the north of the globe, while feeding his dog or cat, feels the pain that is squeezing an empty stomach of a starving child somewhere in the South?
How often, we men, think of the circumstances that put a girl in a prostitution position, while we spot our sight on her physical beauty, feeling eager to jump over her weak body being driven by our sexual desires? man, that virginity is meant to be given as a wedding present to that guy who meant to be her other half, not for you sex starve, flying all over occasions and seas to see her suffer while bleeding for some minutes just in order to give her some of your hard currency! And as soon as you get rid of your sexual complex, you leave her bleeding, trembling, hopeless, lost, thrown on a dirty mattress that witnessed thousands and thousands of dirty people closing her had tight on that little money that you paid as a price of her humanity! You didn't thing what she needed that money for! Simply because you didn't ask.. you even don't bother to ask.. why should you?!! you paid the price, and that is it! What would you feel, if that tiny little girl told you she wanted the money buy the necessary food for her orphan brothers and sisters? What would you feel if that weak girl told you she needed the money badly to put her mother or father or both in a hospital for an urgent surgery? What would you feel if that girl told you that she is homeless and she dreams of having a tent under the sky like all other human beings or even equal to some lucky animals? Yes, exactly, that girl gave you the most precious thing, she has to fulfil a dream of being equal to your lucky dog!
I often wonder, how many sad stories behind those innocent baby-faces smiling to you, in order to please you and make you feel they are worth your dirty money! And I often wonder whether the civilized world nowadays ended slavery indeed, or enlarged the market! I always do feel that our civilized world goes anti-clock wise. The dirty money is interfering in all aspects of our lives. There is a price for that beautiful full rounded breast! there is a price for that rosy beautiful lips! there is a price for that straight nice full figure! there is a price for for that silky beautiful hair! there is a price for that little foot with its toes which are waiting to be sucked by a sick wealthy man! and in all cases, we confiscate the beautiful simple dreams of that needy girl with our dirty money! That dirty money is buying everything. even the clean air we need badly to breath for a healthy life! I wish I were a painter, to show you how ugly the picture is!
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