not everyone's lucky, not everyone's wealthy. we are all individuals, we are all ourselves. there are no carbon copies, none two same entities. life as we live it, live as we influence it. you see, there are choices in life. that we make every day, at every intersection of our lives.
and. everyday we love, everyday we fall. everyday we hate, and everyday we rise. and with each day that passes, we seem to lose. no matter what, we still lose. anything in particular, and maybe sometimes.
we lose, everything. unfair as it sounds, now that's life.
but. there are people who win, everything. and they don't seem to stop, cruel to the eyes ain't it? they don't lose, they never lose. but unlucky as they are, that they don't get to live life. they don't lose, they don't give. sad as it is, their lives are what commoners want. if that's what you want, to win. go ahead, because. there ain't nothing, like the adrenaline. the rush, that we all get. when we lose, no matter how bad we lose. cause that's life, and they aren't that lucky. to live and lose, and win sometimes.
- final de la primera parte -
“Above all, I would like to be remembered as a man who was selfless, who strove and worried so that others could share the glory, and who built up a family of people who could hold their heads up high and say, 'We're Liverpool'.” -Bill Shankly. i believe, just like i did before. and like i did before, i will not back down. WE will not back down, no matter if we die. no matter if, everything goes down the drain. win, lose or draw. our hearts remain as one, our hearts are true. we Kopites fight, we Kopites are real. again i will say, and on behalf of my family. we are proud, to be Kopites. and forever will be, Kopites.
tonight, we will face Manchester United. no matter what the results, i will love Liverpool FC still. even if we lose, even if we are relegated at the end.
and boys, give it your all. as we give ours, to you. if we lose, we lose giving our all.
and if we go down, we go down fighting. but if we win, once again we prove to the world. that they should never, NEVER. doubt us, no matter what the results. i will give my all, i will breathe with you. brothers, sisters and all Kopites alike. now and forever, Liverpool FC. YNWA!
- final de la segunda parte -
as i look towards the stars, i hope you're watching me. in this life that i live, and in the moments that i breathe. i want you, to be mine savior. and as imperfect as i am, i know im trying. to be the best that i can, for you. but i know, you want me to be happy. and i know i am, because i had someone like you. i love you.
i quote, "i believe that the heart does, go on and on."
imagine, all the books ever existed. there was never one, that could actually. make the heart gold, or the world love. think about it, think hard about it. and you'll find, that sometimes.
we need a little bit more than that. something called faith, belief. not in God.
but surely, and forever more. in the person we fight for. every day, every moment, every breath. and while we search, for something to believe in. we all forget about this person, this beautiful person.
this person so imperfectly perfect, in his/her own right. and the best thing is, you don't have to look for this person. for this person, is standing there. and not going anywhere, because.
this person stands, in your own two shoes.
yes we all forget, who we are. why are we here, and what is our purpose. we forget to believe, to believe in ourselves. who we are, is determined by our hearts. why we are here, is determined by our souls. and our purpose, its built upon the pillars. of hope, love and sincerity. by all means, the road you choose to go on. because the purpose in life, isn't preset. its what we choose to do, what we choose to pass on.
every day, is a new day. every day, is a new ray of life. a new ray of hope. a new ray of love.
i believe, we make the difference. i believe, we make the change. life, isn't it just wonderful?
the good die young. they're off. to a much better place. i don't see people dying. i see souls, hearts and love. these are the good things in life. and they do die young.
"Out, out, brief candle! Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player that struts and frets his hour upon the stage and then is heard no more: it is a tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, signifying nothing." -William Shakespeare. Macbeth: Act V, Scene V.
sometimes we scream, and then get screamed at. sometimes we cry, and then a shoulder to cry on. sometimes we fight, for our own right. and then, fought for others. sometimes the world. just spins. and spins.
spins.
spins.
and then, there are times. where we die, inside out.
dying isn't just, six feet under. we lose ourselves, we lost our way. unable to find a way back, pathways blocked.
what do we do then? drop-dead? die.
die.
die.
a certain something rots, smells funny. blood gushing through each vein, faster than a speeding bullet.
love like winter, as cold as ice.
hearts broken, turned stone cold.
warm us up, we need your light. we need your loving, this earth. it's already rotting.
why?
who?
how?
hello there you, you who are reading this.
close your eyes, imagine pain.
a father raping his own daughter.
a son killing the very womb he came from.
a daughter prostitutes herself.
a mother selling her own children.
a brother shoots his brains out.
a sister slicing her blood out.
all the wasted dreams.
all the wasted tears.
all the wasted life.
where do we go?
when does this stop?
void.
stop.
stop.
stop.
eyeballs are dropping.
hearts, are just not hearts.
where have all them hearts go?
i say no more.
"Good Night, Good night! Parting is such sweet sorrow, that I shall say good night till it be morrow." -William Shakespeare. Romeo and Juliet: Act II, Scene II.
i recite, "love, love, LOVE. like you mean it, not because you want it."
sometimes we scream, and then get screamed at. sometimes we cry, and then a shoulder to cry on. sometimes we fight, for our own right. and then, fought for others. sometimes the world. just spins. and spins.
spins.
and then, there are times.
"Good Night, Good night! Parting is such sweet sorrow, that I shall say good night till it be morrow."
-William Shakespeare. Romeo and Juliet: Act V, Scene V.
listen to that voice in your heart, because no matter what. decisions you make. paths you take.its your heart that needs to be satisfied. everyone seems to forget, how much unhappy we are.deep down inside. take a moment to stop, and listen. are you happy with what you are doing? are you enjoi-ing life as it is now? i made a promise to my heart. i'll be there to witness. the beauty of your love.
i recite, " don't judge me, till you see the depth of my soul."
Love does not consist of gazing at each other, but in looking together in the same direction.
-Antoine de Saint-Exupery
can we all just move back in time, where EGO was at its minimal and superficiality didn't exist at all. we are all beautiful people inside, that's what i believe in. if a man confesses his love to a woman, and she accepts. and if he was true and sincere, good. but if he is not, then why did he confess his love in the first place. it could also happen that, the man is true and sincere with his love, then she accepts. but then, she played him around. making him fall in love with her, but in actually fact, she's just toying him. if you're in love, and in a relationship, think again. are you true? if you are, i wish you the best in life. if not, tell him/her upfront. I'm assured, honesty is the best policy. and for those have yet to confess your love, do it now. or you might never have the chance to.
i recite, "a heart is not something you toy with, you don't know how much pain you leave that person in."
The world we all live in today, is in so much pain. If you just stop, and listen. The world is mourning, crying desperately for help. Look into the eyes of the person next to you, look deep. If there's any one person who has lived long enough, without pain. I would do ANYTHING to meet this person, anything and everything. Because then, that person will set mine eyes at peace. Right now, my eyes rest peacefully into hers. Those passionate eyes of hers, i dwell in those eyes. Any reason why i should not?
Yesterday, cultural aesthetics was about who we are. Our identities, and i must say. Thank god i got this class, willing to share ideas and everyone freely expresses themselves. Because we know, there is no wrong nor right answer. Identities are what we all want, we all want to belong or just mean something to somebody. I find myself fighting for an identity, an identity no one else has. Well for that reason, i still have a long journey to go.
The class shared that how we create our identities, is by the mirrors around us. And those mirrors, are eyes. How others look at us, how others depend on us, how others look upon us are in one way or another, our identity. Everyone needs a friend, at least one. Because we live to exist, and our reason to live is to exist. I vouch for the freedom of mine imagination, what others gossip about me; good or bad. I don't really care, because to me. My mirror is still the eyes of the world, but i still remember that. Looking good for others, doesn't mean i will feel good. Therefore, be yourself. But don't forget who made you, or even, who are those who were there for you when you are not at your best.
I quote, "lose one friend. lose all friends. LOSE YOURSELF."
not everyone's lucky, not everyone's wealthy. we are all individuals, we are all ourselves. there are no carbon copies, none two same entities. life as we live it, live as we influence it. you see, there are choices in life. that we make every day, at every intersection of our lives.
and. everyday we love, everyday we fall. everyday we hate, and everyday we rise. and with each day that passes, we seem to lose. no matter what, we still lose. anything in particular, and maybe sometimes.
we lose, everything. unfair as it sounds, now that's life.
but. there are people who win, everything. and they don't seem to stop, cruel to the eyes ain't it? they don't lose, they never lose. but unlucky as they are, that they don't get to live life. they don't lose, they don't give. sad as it is, their lives are what commoners want. if that's what you want, to win. go ahead, because. there ain't nothing, like the adrenaline. the rush, that we all get. when we lose, no matter how bad we lose. cause that's life, and they aren't that lucky. to live and lose, and win sometimes.
- final de la primera parte -
“Above all, I would like to be remembered as a man who was selfless, who strove and worried so that others could share the glory, and who built up a family of people who could hold their heads up high and say, 'We're Liverpool'.” -Bill Shankly. i believe, just like i did before. and like i did before, i will not back down. WE will not back down, no matter if we die. no matter if, everything goes down the drain. win, lose or draw. our hearts remain as one, our hearts are true. we Kopites fight, we Kopites are real. again i will say, and on behalf of my family. we are proud, to be Kopites. and forever will be, Kopites.
tonight, we will face Manchester United. no matter what the results, i will love Liverpool FC still. even if we lose, even if we are relegated at the end.
and boys, give it your all. as we give ours, to you. if we lose, we lose giving our all.
and if we go down, we go down fighting. but if we win, once again we prove to the world. that they should never, NEVER. doubt us, no matter what the results. i will give my all, i will breathe with you. brothers, sisters and all Kopites alike. now and forever, Liverpool FC. YNWA!
- final de la segunda parte -
as i look towards the stars, i hope you're watching me. in this life that i live, and in the moments that i breathe. i want you, to be mine savior. and as imperfect as i am, i know im trying. to be the best that i can, for you. but i know, you want me to be happy. and i know i am, because i had someone like you. i love you.
i quote, "i believe that the heart does, go on and on."
imagine, all the books ever existed. there was never one, that could actually. make the heart gold, or the world love. think about it, think hard about it. and you'll find, that sometimes.
we need a little bit more than that. something called faith, belief. not in God.
but surely, and forever more. in the person we fight for. every day, every moment, every breath. and while we search, for something to believe in. we all forget about this person, this beautiful person.
this person so imperfectly perfect, in his/her own right. and the best thing is, you don't have to look for this person. for this person, is standing there. and not going anywhere, because.
this person stands, in your own two shoes.
yes we all forget, who we are. why are we here, and what is our purpose. we forget to believe, to believe in ourselves. who we are, is determined by our hearts. why we are here, is determined by our souls. and our purpose, its built upon the pillars. of hope, love and sincerity. by all means, the road you choose to go on. because the purpose in life, isn't preset. its what we choose to do, what we choose to pass on.
every day, is a new day. every day, is a new ray of life. a new ray of hope. a new ray of love.
i believe, we make the difference. i believe, we make the change. life, isn't it just wonderful?
the good die young. they're off. to a much better place. i don't see people dying. i see souls, hearts and love. these are the good things in life. and they do die young.
"Out, out, brief candle! Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player that struts and frets his hour upon the stage and then is heard no more: it is a tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, signifying nothing." -William Shakespeare. Macbeth: Act V, Scene V.
sometimes we scream, and then get screamed at. sometimes we cry, and then a shoulder to cry on. sometimes we fight, for our own right. and then, fought for others. sometimes the world. just spins. and spins.
spins.
spins.
and then, there are times. where we die, inside out.
dying isn't just, six feet under. we lose ourselves, we lost our way. unable to find a way back, pathways blocked.
what do we do then? drop-dead? die.
die.
die.
a certain something rots, smells funny. blood gushing through each vein, faster than a speeding bullet.
love like winter, as cold as ice.
hearts broken, turned stone cold.
warm us up, we need your light. we need your loving, this earth. it's already rotting.
why?
who?
how?
hello there you, you who are reading this.
close your eyes, imagine pain.
a father raping his own daughter.
a son killing the very womb he came from.
a daughter prostitutes herself.
a mother selling her own children.
a brother shoots his brains out.
a sister slicing her blood out.
all the wasted dreams.
all the wasted tears.
all the wasted life.
where do we go?
when does this stop?
void.
stop.
stop.
stop.
eyeballs are dropping.
hearts, are just not hearts.
where have all them hearts go?
i say no more.
"Good Night, Good night! Parting is such sweet sorrow, that I shall say good night till it be morrow." -William Shakespeare. Romeo and Juliet: Act II, Scene II.
i recite, "love, love, LOVE. like you mean it, not because you want it."
sometimes we scream, and then get screamed at. sometimes we cry, and then a shoulder to cry on. sometimes we fight, for our own right. and then, fought for others. sometimes the world. just spins. and spins.
spins.
and then, there are times.
"Good Night, Good night! Parting is such sweet sorrow, that I shall say good night till it be morrow."
-William Shakespeare. Romeo and Juliet: Act V, Scene V.
listen to that voice in your heart, because no matter what. decisions you make. paths you take.its your heart that needs to be satisfied. everyone seems to forget, how much unhappy we are.deep down inside. take a moment to stop, and listen. are you happy with what you are doing? are you enjoi-ing life as it is now? i made a promise to my heart. i'll be there to witness. the beauty of your love.
i recite, " don't judge me, till you see the depth of my soul."
Love does not consist of gazing at each other, but in looking together in the same direction.
-Antoine de Saint-Exupery
can we all just move back in time, where EGO was at its minimal and superficiality didn't exist at all. we are all beautiful people inside, that's what i believe in. if a man confesses his love to a woman, and she accepts. and if he was true and sincere, good. but if he is not, then why did he confess his love in the first place. it could also happen that, the man is true and sincere with his love, then she accepts. but then, she played him around. making him fall in love with her, but in actually fact, she's just toying him. if you're in love, and in a relationship, think again. are you true? if you are, i wish you the best in life. if not, tell him/her upfront. I'm assured, honesty is the best policy. and for those have yet to confess your love, do it now. or you might never have the chance to.
i recite, "a heart is not something you toy with, you don't know how much pain you leave that person in."
The world we all live in today, is in so much pain. If you just stop, and listen. The world is mourning, crying desperately for help. Look into the eyes of the person next to you, look deep. If there's any one person who has lived long enough, without pain. I would do ANYTHING to meet this person, anything and everything. Because then, that person will set mine eyes at peace. Right now, my eyes rest peacefully into hers. Those passionate eyes of hers, i dwell in those eyes. Any reason why i should not?
Yesterday, cultural aesthetics was about who we are. Our identities, and i must say. Thank god i got this class, willing to share ideas and everyone freely expresses themselves. Because we know, there is no wrong nor right answer. Identities are what we all want, we all want to belong or just mean something to somebody. I find myself fighting for an identity, an identity no one else has. Well for that reason, i still have a long journey to go.
The class shared that how we create our identities, is by the mirrors around us. And those mirrors, are eyes. How others look at us, how others depend on us, how others look upon us are in one way or another, our identity. Everyone needs a friend, at least one. Because we live to exist, and our reason to live is to exist. I vouch for the freedom of mine imagination, what others gossip about me; good or bad. I don't really care, because to me. My mirror is still the eyes of the world, but i still remember that. Looking good for others, doesn't mean i will feel good. Therefore, be yourself. But don't forget who made you, or even, who are those who were there for you when you are not at your best.
I quote, "lose one friend. lose all friends. LOSE YOURSELF."
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