SLIPS OF THE PEN 09/01/2009
Sacrifice… You made one. I made one. We all made them… sacrifices are a part of our life. It’s supposed to be. Little sacrifices. Big sacrifices. It’s something to aspire. Sometimes when you sacrifice something precious, you’re not really losing it, you’re just passing it on to someone else. “NO LIFE IS A WASTE”, the only thing we waste is the time spend thinking we are alone. Holding ANGER is… a poison. It eats you from the inside. We think that hating is a weapon that attacks the person who harmed us, but HATRED is… a curved blade. The harm we do, we do unto ourselves. FORGIVE… That’s because no one is born with anger and when we die, the soul is freed from it. But now, in order to move on, you must understand why you felt what you did and why you no longer need to feel it. We need to forgive. People say they “FIND” love as if it were an object hidden underneath a rock, but love takes many forms, and it is never the same for any man and woman. What people find is a “CERTAIN” love. LOVE…like rain nourishes the earth from above-drenching couples with a soaking joy. But sometimes, under the angry heat of life, love dries on the surface and must then nourish itself from below, tending to its roots to keep it alive. “LIFE has to END. LOVE does not.” Lost love is still love. It just takes a different form, that’s all. You cannot see the person’s smile… or bring them food… or tousle their hair… or move them around the dance floor, but when those senses weaken, another heightens. MEMORY… memory becomes your partner… you nurture it… you hold it… you dance with it. LIFE: we are all connected… each affects the other and other affects the next, and the world is full of stories, but the stories are all one. posted by : KATHLEEN CommentsLeave a Reply | attention!!
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