Stare Esente

Surrender..

2006-08-31T20:05:00.001+07:00

In a place warm and dark I felt the beating of your heart and I surrendered Never asked if not now.. Not this, then what, because I surrendered. Never said how far I traveled or how much it took to reach.. or so I surrendered. When I reached I was attained, to fill the space in a heart that looked upon me as an aide, like the only volunteer of the last cohort of a selfless patriot and I surrendered. Because that heart was so precious; and they say love is like an outlaw! it’s free! so I surrendered as an accomplice to renew my life. I took that love as it came, on no promises made for it to last, how then would i have surrendered? The world around me seemed deathly still and I walked stoically numb, 'coz maybe by then I had surrendered, i could not tell. I stood waiting, longing and searching in complete surrender, to be rescued like a kitten upon a tree but why? and for what? i did not do that before. Maybe I chose to be secured this time, so I did surrender. Suddenly, everythin felt as good as “Cherry pink and apple blossom white,” andn I smiled, all surrendered. I now belonged to a love I never knew I would find and from that day on I have been, surrendering only to dreaming, loving, cajoling, holding each moment in my heart on the faith I placed in it and it crossed my mind that I said “I don’t follow..” but I followed and this time without asking twice I surrendered. Through all the journeys and the stars you hoped to find, I made them mine. I surrender still everything I hold in me. I have no alternate plans and I am not going anywhere, I am not angry; I hope I’ve not got you fooled, whenever I say words that are hard to hear, they were not meant to hurt but to reach out to that witness, to see, to feel to know me more.. I will reach out and find my way back everyday.. To you, for me to be found anew, if you’ll wait for me just like I do.. ">Link

Heaven's due!

2006-06-28T12:31:00.004+07:00

"Immaculate freedom, a drop of life, a drop of crystal, a plain of pure white, fresh with color ripe; pure brightness. A drop of the sun in your palm, to let free from the desire to hold, of worries unclear. How ruthless the perfection, refracted in transient longevity, to last one breath of the morning hue, a feeling of 'peace', freely: peaceful acknowledge extolled in brilliance bestowed , yet duty bound to confound the virgin clarity, naivete of spirit in 'Miltonic' gratitude of a burden so light; a humble design of purity profound careening through gleams of panoramic sunshine; an offspring of the womb of the clear blue skies, a florid pilgrim to the shadows of the heaving soils; bearer of the early morn', a smile, a crystal that washes green the face of a new leaf. An ode to the plush of a drop of dew at rest in 'Abraham's bosom'; the exordium of a new day.. ">Link

being schulz!!

2006-05-11T15:07:00.000+07:00

they say everyone has one good story.. what was his? what is yours and mine?? does it really matter how one tells his story or if one does or not at all? his story(s) was a depiction of himself through his gang of"peanuts." I heard some one say that they were 'pea' sized and were 'nuts' but he did not want to call them that.. maybe he thought it too simple for much so cynical and complicated a depiction, a normal life..life in the silent sublimity of every indefinite action, once out in the open would not be fearful anymore..it should have been left at his discretion anyway..A journey (since 1950 to 2000) less traversed yet to make one good story last a lifetime or maybe even beyond.. heros' known and forgotten, for battles fought and won, for homers and centuries hit, words said and written but here was a hero made of one who brought a smile to all who shared his dream, all his life.. a peoples' hero, modest and shy, who worked his way to fame by being a person or "lil people" person.. he could not have known for sure then that his reclusive pursuit to reclaim freedom to express would qualify him for two Peabody and Pulitzer Prizes and make him the Hollywood hall of fame.. he borrowed his friends' names to make his characters and what a gang it is..what a huge meme he created through them our very own peanuts.. long live our "sparky".. ">Link

how much can we live!!

2006-05-07T01:54:00.000+07:00

more than half (>50%) of our lifetime when we are in our senses we spend in chasing our dreams which we have made in less than (<10%) of our lifetime that we have spend fantasising and we call ourself successful if we can achieve 50% of our dreams....imagine how much our minds can live if given a chance!!! ">Link

expressing life unbridled...

2006-05-06T14:09:00.000+07:00

after years of relentless reproach to the inefficacious, altruistic simplicity of life...one fine day the realization and clarity of a preponderously contemptuous truth dawns upon oneself...the truth that all along some way or another one has innately pandered an archetype of spawned contradiction, "the self,"... from years of emotional depravity upon the aegis of self immolation, life presents to one, only once in a lifetime, an 'opportunity,' to do something immaculately unceremonious to reason and acceptance from others...as one capitalizes on that opportunity in total surrender to it and without bearing in mind the apparent consequences of an action, for the first time in one's life... in that moment one chooses to be rightfully ignoble to patronizing long superficial congenialities... clearly, people would hold one responsible for that one action and one has to be ready to face the aftermath of that as well...to shoulder the burden of one's expression of volition( misinterpreted as egotistical self preservation). At the time it is done the feeling of completeness merely evades one's foresight in that moment of choice but what good is life with the humble forbearance of owing gratification to being alive and being human...how could one let that only chance slip away, which one has waited in patient yet indiscreet eloquence... through that choice of action one evades from any form of inimical desire to benevolence as opposed to what one did all along. The truth is that it is that choice that helps one find and believe in oneself...all that is to be done is to hold on... to identify that nothing could be as bad as letting life slip away without taking a risk which could last for times to come...to share life with itself... ">Link