There's nothing as incredible as the human spirit. It has the capability of triumphing over the greatest of trials against incredible odds. It believes and believes and keeps on believing. That's why religion plays such a big role in many peoples lives. If you want to capture people, target the strongest part of them, the part of them that drives them, their engine....their spirit. It is not madness that drives hordes of people to do the unimaginable.... lock themselves up and burn themselves, believing it is redemption..... go against science and believe in healing at the touch of a hand....... go to war with only 299 other men, believing you shall be victorious. The human spirit can lead you to survival, it can also lead you to distraction. It is your conscience, it is your compass, and many times its needle goes haywire when in strong magnetic fields. The human spirit can lead you into a dark and treacherous place. By the human spirit, you can survive and be inspired no matter what abyss you are in.
In Spirit I Gravitate
Some people are magical
They seem to levitate
Some only logical
and only imitate
Some seem typical
There's nothing so great
But each of them all
To their spirit they gravitate
The spirit stands tall
you all but celebrate
It conquers all
your destiny and your fate
The spirit can fall
and then it's too late
Like a waltz at the ball
To your spirit you gravitate
It breaks down walls
and strength it generates
To walk the corridors and halls
of situations that I create
It answers the call
of either love or hate
And through it all
In my spirit I gravitate
Terida
Tuesday, August 26, 2008
Thursday, August 21, 2008
Dark Knight
Life and Love, sounds synonymous. But there are times we wake up on the disturbing side of life. Optimism out the window, darkness ebbing into your soul. No particular reason for this (at least not one that you can pin point). Now, this is not the sudden eruption of anger where you almost enjoy the blinding darkness that envelops you. It's not the blanket of rage that you feel is justified. No no. This is the quiet, creeping and seeping of something inexplicable into your heart that leaves you tittering dangerously on the edge of hate and you just wish this venom would go away. You question yourself. Is this "The Human nature is naturally evil" that everyone keeps yapping about? Yes, there are times you do wrong knowingly but this is much worse. This is the unsettling feeling in your heart that you feel is foreign.
In some countries, they make quite an issue of this and even give you drugs for it. Everyone experiences it, but only people diagnosed by some professional worry about it too much , even making a bigger mess of it. Those that consider themselves "normal" believe they'll find a solution to it and their "mood" will eventually go away. Either way, it happens to everyone. And... it eventually passes. Trick is, what to do in the meantime? So, for those who take something, take it, For those who do something, Do it, For those who call someone, call them, for those who write something, .....................
Dark...... Uninspired
Loving life, Hate in sight
Battling heart, warring fight
No visible reason or plight
Just the creeping feeling inside
Call it mood, call it nature
Either way, its no pretty picture
Being around others is sheer torture
Cannot discuss it, want no lecture
Is so bad, that I cannot even compose
A good poem, I cannot fathom
For my mood it cannot atone
And so, I shall have to leave it alone
So for now, I shall retreat
To my dark haven, smelling defeat
and next time, will not be dead beat
and will be about how life is such a treat
Terida
In some countries, they make quite an issue of this and even give you drugs for it. Everyone experiences it, but only people diagnosed by some professional worry about it too much , even making a bigger mess of it. Those that consider themselves "normal" believe they'll find a solution to it and their "mood" will eventually go away. Either way, it happens to everyone. And... it eventually passes. Trick is, what to do in the meantime? So, for those who take something, take it, For those who do something, Do it, For those who call someone, call them, for those who write something, .....................
Dark...... Uninspired
Loving life, Hate in sight
Battling heart, warring fight
No visible reason or plight
Just the creeping feeling inside
Call it mood, call it nature
Either way, its no pretty picture
Being around others is sheer torture
Cannot discuss it, want no lecture
Is so bad, that I cannot even compose
A good poem, I cannot fathom
For my mood it cannot atone
And so, I shall have to leave it alone
So for now, I shall retreat
To my dark haven, smelling defeat
and next time, will not be dead beat
and will be about how life is such a treat
Terida
Wednesday, August 20, 2008
Understanding Goldfish
To deal with imperfections, one has to be an understanding Goldfish. The Goldfish is said to have a three-second memory (which, by the way, is an incorrect theory that has been proved wrong over and over). But for those not so interested in science, let's scrape this fact for a while and assume them as dumb as everyone claims they are. I digress, lets go back to the original train of thought.
To deal with imperfections (other people's) and mistakes made, one has to be an understanding Goldfish. Goldfish meaning you can forget the past enough to move on and understanding meaning you realise the cause of some actions, learn from them, hoping others have also done the same and using this for the future.
Enough said.......
The Return
Forgive is not forget
Repeat is not regress
Twice beaten, already burnt
Once accepted then shunned
Felt the full force of the brunt
And yet again I return
Shall we call it lesson learnt
Or greater things do we hunt
For what other explanation
for it is not love's intoxication
leave without it we can
and a new slate begun
No I'm not crazy, no I'm not dumb
But I am a believer, of the good not the glum
Same tiger, same stripes
Better understanding of life's strife
I may be wrong, I may be right
This will be revealed, all in good time
Terida
To deal with imperfections (other people's) and mistakes made, one has to be an understanding Goldfish. Goldfish meaning you can forget the past enough to move on and understanding meaning you realise the cause of some actions, learn from them, hoping others have also done the same and using this for the future.
Enough said.......
The Return
Forgive is not forget
Repeat is not regress
Twice beaten, already burnt
Once accepted then shunned
Felt the full force of the brunt
And yet again I return
Shall we call it lesson learnt
Or greater things do we hunt
For what other explanation
for it is not love's intoxication
leave without it we can
and a new slate begun
No I'm not crazy, no I'm not dumb
But I am a believer, of the good not the glum
Same tiger, same stripes
Better understanding of life's strife
I may be wrong, I may be right
This will be revealed, all in good time
Terida
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