Irish Blessing

"May the road rise up to meet you, may the wind be ever at your back. May the sun shine warm upon your face and the rain fall softly on your fields. And until we meet again, May God hold you in the hollow of his hand."

Monday, 14 February 2011

Ah! Sunflower [2 more things to share on this joyous occasion of love]

George Frederick Watts, Watts Hope




1) William Shakespeare
[http://www.shakespeare-online.com/sonnets/116.html]

SONNET 116


Let me not to the marriage of true minds

Admit impediments. Love is not love
Which alters when it alteration finds,
Or bends with the remover to remove:
O no! it is an ever-fixed mark 
That looks on tempests and is never shaken;
It is the star to every wandering bark,
Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.
Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks 
Within his bending sickle's compass come: 
Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks, 
But bears it out even to the edge of doom.
   If this be error and upon me proved,
   I never writ, nor no man ever loved. 

Vincent Van Gogh, Starry Night




2) William Blake


A Little Girl Lost


Children of the future age,
Reading this indignant page,
Know that in a former time
Love, sweet love, was thought a crime.

In the age of gold,
Free from winter's cold,
Youth and maiden bright,
To the holy light,
Naked in the sunny beams delight.

Once a youthful pair,
Filled with softest care,
Met in garden bright
Where the holy light
Had just removed the curtains of the night.

Then, in rising day,
On the grass they play;
Parents were afar,
Strangers came not near,
And the maiden soon forgot her fear.

Tired with kisses sweet,
They agree to meet
When the silent sleep
Waves o'er heaven's deep,
And the weary tired wanderers weep.

To her father white
Came the maiden bright;
But his loving look,
Like the holy book
All her tender limbs with terror shook.

'Ona, pale and weak,
To thy father speak!
Oh the trembling fear!
Oh the dismal care
That shakes the blossoms of my hoary hair!' 


William Blake, Songs of Innocence and Experience
A Song of Experience: A Little Girl Lost

Love... the most wonderful feeling ever! It makes the world go round. 



Although at the moment I may not be the most optimistic person when it comes to love and relationships (hence the 'a sad side of love' below), being a hopeless romantic at heart (despite my cynical appearance and frequent butt hurt comments), means that regardless of the persistent crap I have to put up with, me along with almost everyone in the world, I still hope to one day find true love! Don't we all? Having a person, a best friend you can honestly trust in always being there, with you, to love and be loved, to start a family, a life... It sounds pretty wonderful doesn't it. Too bad it is not really that easy... and here comes the cynical side..hehe... I mean, we get our hearts broken, we fall for people who are not willing to fight for us... we have to leave loved ones behind and sometimes it feels as if the universes at large, or a member of the family lol, is conspiring against your love! Times like these love stinks. That is how powerful it is, always intense working in extremes... it either gives you the kind of joy that leaves you entirely satisfied with the world and everything in it, or its shakes the ground under your feet and eats away at your soul.. too dramatic? maybe it is just me...

anyway this is the kind of stuff everyone knows... we all feel love and we all suffer the loss of it!

But just to hop back onto the positive perspective before I leave.. I would like to say that I still believe in love, and that in itself is proof that there are SO many people out there who have that belief as well! 

The Kiss, Gustav Klimt

I hope this year brings lots of love and passion and sexiness and cuddles and hope and trust and and and and to everyone!



Salvador Dali, Woman With A Head of Roses



AND.. may god give me strength to get over the emo-ness of shitty memories :] But for now, this could be enjoyed: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fmyuRLFDobw  
(Bruises by Chairlift)




Happy Valentine's Day


Wednesday, 9 February 2011

Wear Sunscreen [photograph taken by Peter Krogh Andersen. My very awesome green-shoed youthful friend from Denmark]

Turned 23..

Birthdays... a time when many people evaluate their lives... so much has happened so far but im still hoping for sooooooooooooooooo much more! and many of my dreams are still the same. Intact. birthdays also make me feel quite nostalgic...


Noises are often conjured by solitude:
Painful and distant sounds; echoes of happy moments locked away.
Battling against the bricks of time,
The shadows want to come out and play.


although this sounds morbid, but life is a count down till death... which should be the biggest reminder that we need to do whats right and whats important while we're here...part of the living world!

so i remind myself, everyday.. live for the moment and look forward for the future while always hoping for the best! life is full of surprises. and of course, try to stay close to my family and frnds..u really (unfortunately) never know who u lose and when.

When thinking of life in general, there is one thing i like to listen to and that is Baz Luhrmann's (first time recommended by a unique friend, Fouad Ghandour): Everyone's free (to wear sunscreen) [http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sTJ7AzBIJoI] it GENIUS and inspiring...makes me feel sad happy fulfilled hopeful scared loved etc...human.

and it goes like this...

Ladies and Gentlemen of the class of ’99
If I could offer you only one tip for the future, sunscreen would be
it. The long term benefits of sunscreen have been proved by
scientists whereas the rest of my advice has no basis more reliable
than my own meandering
experience…I will dispense this advice now. Enjoy the power and beauty of your youth; oh nevermind; you will not
understand the power and beauty of your youth until they have faded.
But trust me, in 20 years you’ll look back at photos of yourself and
recall in a way you can’t grasp now how much possibility lay before
you and how fabulous you really looked….You’re not as fat as you
imagine. Don’t worry about the future; or worry, but know that worrying is as
effective as trying to solve an algebra equation by chewing
bubblegum. The real troubles in your life are apt to be things that
never crossed your worried mind; the kind that blindside you at 4pm
on some idle Tuesday. Do one thing everyday that scares you Sing Don’t be reckless with other people’s hearts, don’t put up with
people who are reckless with yours. Floss Don’t waste your time on jealousy; sometimes you’re ahead, sometimes
you’re behind…the race is long, and in the end, it’s only with
yourself. Remember the compliments you receive, forget the insults; if you
succeed in doing this, tell me how. Keep your old love letters, throw away your old bank statements. Stretch Don’t feel guilty if you don’t know what you want to do with your
life…the most interesting people I know didn’t know at 22 what they
wanted to do with their lives, some of the most interesting 40 year
olds I know still don’t. Get plenty of calcium. Be kind to your knees, you’ll miss them when they’re gone. Maybe you’ll marry, maybe you won’t, maybe you’ll have children,maybe
you won’t, maybe you’ll divorce at 40, maybe you’ll dance the funky
chicken on your 75th wedding anniversary…what ever you do, don’t
congratulate yourself too much or berate yourself either – your
choices are half chance, so are everybody else’s. Enjoy your body,
use it every way you can…don’t be afraid of it, or what other people
think of it, it’s the greatest instrument you’ll ever
own.. Dance…even if you have nowhere to do it but in your own living room. Read the directions, even if you don’t follow them. Do NOT read beauty magazines, they will only make you feel ugly. Get to know your parents, you never know when they’ll be gone for
good. Be nice to your siblings; they are the best link to your past and the
people most likely to stick with you in the future. Understand that friends come and go,but for the precious few you
should hold on. Work hard to bridge the gaps in geography and
lifestyle because the older you get, the more you need the people you
knew when you were young. Live in New York City once, but leave before it makes you hard; live
in Northern California once, but leave before it makes you soft. Travel. Accept certain inalienable truths, prices will rise, politicians will
philander, you too will get old, and when you do you’ll fantasize
that when you were young prices were reasonable, politicians were
noble and children respected their elders. Respect your elders. Don’t expect anyone else to support you. Maybe you have a trust fund,
maybe you have a wealthy spouse; but you never know when either one
might run out. Don’t mess too much with your hair, or by the time you're 40, it will
look 85. Be careful whose advice you buy, but, be patient with those who
supply it. Advice is a form of nostalgia, dispensing it is a way of
fishing the past from the disposal, wiping it off, painting over the
ugly parts and recycling it for more than
it’s worth. But trust me on the sunscreen…






Sunday, 6 February 2011

Spreading some Music - Angus and Julia Stone

[http://www.angusandjuliastone.com/]

I thought I would randomly share some fantastic music... first one up: Angus & Julia Stone

This is an amazing, talented and pretty hot sister-brother duo falling under several genres- folk, blues, acoustic singer-songwriter...

I really enjoy their beautiful music, and its insane how perfectly they explain certain feelings and situations.. reminds us that us humans are really all the same!

SOME favourites include: Jet plane; Silver Coin; Just a Boy; Hold On; Devils Tears.

Saturday, 5 February 2011

Love is Cheezy


Return To Me
Uncontrollably smiling
Deeply breathing
Obsessively revisiting
Yesterday’s feelings

But each tic I remember
Then toc I recognize
The images so sweet
 In my heart are lies

Then tic I remember
And toc I start to now cry
Sweet times have passed and ended
You’re no longer mine

But I can’t help the yearning
Persistently returning

Endlessly hoping
Hopelessly waiting
Desperately wanting
Wishing and craving

I can’t help the dreaming
But I’m screaming inside



Salvador Dali, The Persistence of Memory

My First Blog... To Ami...

I am officially your fellow blogger! Lets see how this turns out.. and how long it lasts! ;]