Every time i talk to you you’re down
And every time you need a laugh i’m around
And when you forget i’m here i’m not
It isn’t really me that you forgot
"Look to this day, for it is life. The very life of life. Within its brief span, lies all the verities and realities of your existence. The bliss of growth. The glory of action. The splendor of beauty. For yesterday is but a dream and tomorrow is but a vision. But, today well lived makes every yesterday a dream of happiness and every tomorrow a vision of hope. Look well therefore to this day." -Bruce Lee.
Life’s not a bitch, life is a beautiful woman
You only call her a bitch because she won’t let you get that pussy
Maybe she didn’t feel y’all shared any similar interests
Or maybe you’re just an asshole who couldn’t sweet talk the princess
As you continue to be the ferryman of this world for delivering all things divine into the mundane, you seem to spark the attention of those who are simply breathtaken by all the magical little insights and breakthroughs that you offer. Needless to say, some folks become easily dazzled, some find you positively inspiring, and some just find you curiously unusual and weird. But for the most part, if you are coming from a constructive, healing place you are going to attract others who could lose themselves in what you do for them.
Seems like a pretty winning little charm you have there. I hope you are becoming more aware of the potential uses, and the possible abuses of having such special gift.
The way the world is at the moment calls for major doses of what you have to share. That special ability to show full, indiscriminate compassion, perceptive love, and humane understanding to quench those thirsting for a clue of how to get through the excruciating agony that this world sometimes throws our way.
Only you seem to be able toclearly discern that even though things can be painful, there is always some relief in store. Only you are truly fearless when it comes to facing that interminable struggle that to many seem so harsh and insufferable. Because somehow, you have been through it all yourself. And you know, that even with just a single loving embrace that you can absorb and totally dissolve the deepest pain of others – whether they are known to you or they are complete strangers.
What a gift!
Scandinavian folklore (special focus on Norway)
Nøkken, Valemon, and Draugen by Theodor Kittelsen
Dragon, Huldra, Trolls, Elves, (first picture), by John Bauer
Fossegrimen by http://birgitte-gustavsen.deviantart.com/art/Fossegrimen-160045627
Kraken by Bob Eggleton
Via From the solemn forest we come.