When I came to this cross road I met this lovely young lady... She had no face, I could only see her soul. I knelt down beside her and said how is your soul is so radiant.. she said when you center yourself your state of being allows you to see all good an evil... She was the one meant for me, her soul was as bright as the sun,so I took the road to the left and never saw her again. the next day i came back and there was no light at the cross road but a black heart, what is the moral of the story?
This is how I feel... no one is for certain who you will meet at each crossroad of our lives...so don't lose a chance to make something out of each crossroad. Then I picked up that heart put it in the pocket of my sleeve and wore it there for all the world to see...and walked across a tiny wooden bridge where I met a man with no soul just a mangled face... who wanted to by my heart in exchange he revive her, face the facts he said you can't look back only look forward give me your heart and I will make you one. so I gave the gnarled faced man our hearts to be intertwined, he pushed them together fusing them in a great ball of light escaped colors the likes that the world has ne'r seen before... it was hope and she never came back but I had a new found appreciation for love.
Love is not always going to be handed to us, its never easy, and can't be bought and always comes with a price...
It is so strange what the darkness brings and how it brings out the light in places you would never see it.
"Each friendship offers something totally unique — and irreplaceable. Each friendship ultimately makes us who we are." - unknown Irreplaceable - "adjective incapable of being replaced; unique: an irreplaceable vase." I have few things in life that I'd consider friends, music... okay maybe just music. Why just music, well I don't have a doggy companion to love on. Music is the number one tangible thug that never let's me down. When I'm angry or sad it can lift my to the heavens or bring me all this emotional energy that I need to survive. Now on to people, my unique friendships, some have been with some amazing people. My childhood neighborhood friends well those that have lasted the test of ptsd and forgetting some of you. My roommate and I have been friends for 13 years, he's irreplaceable in that he is what I've come to need in life a strong, level headed and extremely compassionate friend. How he teaches me to be appreciative of wha...