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I belief in giving back and there's so much I want to do, achieve and accomplish especially when there's no other disease worse than poverty. I'm just looking forward in meeting various people and places. Big heart, wide personality and a great sense of humor are just my cup of tea.
Exploration of better moments has only waited beautiful days for me.
Saturday, June 30, 2007
Cynicism.
[ 11:25 PM ]
"A cynic is a man who, when he smells flowers, looks around for a coffin."
Henry Louis Mencken
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Thursday, June 28, 2007
Spell the unsaid desires, instead.
[ 9:47 PM ]
Most of our lives are a series of images, they pass us by like towns on a highway. But sometimes a moment stuns us as it happens and we know that this instant is more than a fleeting image. We know that this moment, every part of it, will live on forever.
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Monday, June 25, 2007
Guilty as charged.
[ 9:57 PM ]
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Wednesday, June 13, 2007
Locked Hearts And Hand Granades.
[ 12:58 AM ]
Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the Pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.
In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeoning of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.
Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds, and shall find me, unafraid.
It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.
- Invictus, William Ernest Henley
Black as the Pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.
In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeoning of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.
Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds, and shall find me, unafraid.
It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.
- Invictus, William Ernest Henley
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Monday, June 04, 2007
If there's heaven, this is my prayer.
[ 8:59 AM ]
In the heat of the night, seems like a cold sweatCreeping cross my brow, oh yes in the heat of the night
Stars with evil eyes stare from the sky, all mean and bright
Ain't a woman here before knows how to make the morning come
So hard to keep control when I could sell my soul
Oh, for just a little light in the heat of the night,
- Ray Charles
I love what happened all through last night.
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Saturday, June 02, 2007
Let your body talk to the voice of music.
[ 4:07 PM ]
I'm loving the soundtracks from Havana night. I have this impluse to visit Cuba this very moment.
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Friday, June 01, 2007
Lost in translation.
[ 8:20 PM ]
I feel a secluded strain beneath my skin and I had my knots tied up in a bunch since morning.
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