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This day has put me to ponder of life once again. With my moms cancer it was an unexpected thing, yet she has dealt with life and has surpassed the doctor’s life expectancy of her own. For time on the clock does not stop for our life seems to go sometimes with no meaning at all. For she has chosen to live her last days with the enthusiasm of a child and do what she feels like doing. I could not blame her for this, for she has raised us kids and has lost her husband to this dreaded disease and now wants to enjoy her time as to say. We must embrace the colors and beauty of life to finally understand what life is all about. Money and material things come as a luxury and we forget that love of family and friends are the true treasure which we all search for. To be accepted in society and culture and to be valued over the materialistic stuff which this world seems to show as power. We must realize this for the burdens of society and of culture seem to have taken a drastic toll on each of us. Depression, starvation, and the other illness of the body and mind which we all must face at some time to over come the hurdle of life’s unexpected ploys. Life seems to be without its disappointments yet we must move pass that space and move into a new realm. I could understand as life grows old and the body seems to be no longer fit, for health to take a toll before the angel of death must guide you to the place beyond, yet my mind seems to ponder that my little sister had a heart attack last week and her age is but a glimpse of mine. Thoughts of life and how shallow they may be for the time here on mother earth seem to be just a wink of my eye. Why must these kids fall prey to the ailments of time so young?

I watch and learn for the society seems to flash in their busy life’s; to be had of a treasure that sometimes is unreachable, money is just a tool in society and yet we must face that with everyday life we must stop and give value to those who really deserve it. A lingering thought of life I call my own to rationalize my own query mind. To understand and move forward somewhere in the next tick of the clock we call life.

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Sinora
19:44 Jul 30 2008

May the days she has left to her be filled with love and laughter.



May she be proud of the Son she bore and who writes about her with such feeling. x

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Well today seems like, a weird sort of day, it seems the feelings in this body seem to ache with every tick of the clock, yet I must push on for the next few days seem to be filled with something going on. A funeral, class reunion and a family get together on Sunday. Wish the clock of time would stop and let me catch my breath. Seem like all that could go wrong this week has made up for the months of no turmoil. Lil sister went in for heart surgery, she’s doing fine, but come on she’s only 26. my moms cancer is progressing more each day the sun sets and my fathers heart seems to grow weaker with the passing of the wind. How much more can a person take. My mind seems to wrap itself in its own safety blanket to let the emotions stay hid from all those around me. Yet shall this simple mind finally fill up and explode from the dishearten of life or shall I be locked in a padded room for all the sins I seem to carry for those around me. The Italian in me seems to flow with emotion and at some time I myself cannot subdue the beast within the dark creases of my mind…



I know the days shall come and go

and the clock of destiny will take its toll

yet I know the days will again be bright

to bring on the evolution of light.



To help this troubled mine

Within the society that binds

For if not this mind will warp

And myself I shall not fined.

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ladygoddessaries
04:55 Jul 26 2008

Hang in there dear~

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Thoughts are to be had , I was looking around again and find vacancy all around. I sometimes wonder where this family has gone. my eyes seem to learn the miss haps of my families life, yet my heart cries for you as the times seem to be rough, yet every stone is in a rough and yet a diamond always seems to emerge with luster and beauty. for I hope the pains subside and the family shall return. deep thougths of a elderly mind, glimpses into tears and they fall like rain upon the concrete sidewalks of earth, to nurish the plants that strive to break free and climb to the sun.... random thoughts of an insane man who cares where you all have gone. and yet weeps with every tragedy that must be told, for stories are our lives for if not to dream death shall blanket our bodies like a cool winter snow blanketing mother earth to sleep to rest yet to wake and strive once more..... sorry my mind sometimes rambles..............

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xxEmaeraldxx
23:29 Jul 18 2008

There is a song about something similiar to that feeling of yours.. I just cant remember the title!

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ladygoddessaries
15:59 Jul 19 2008

Never be sorry for a rambling mind as it often is the one that sees things the clearest~

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blackreaper
07:15 Aug 30 2008

it's not rambling, it getting it out. it 's good that you can.

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For if stories are told, of lives we shall lead, do we not seem intrigued at bettering the story with lies. Nah live your life as you wish, do not seem to collect the stories of your friends to make your life more pleasurable and exciting.

Why must mortals seem to disguise themselves in lies of luxury, for are we not the same as others, no matter creed, color or religion; what lives friends have, they do have their own problems too. I cannot fathom the stories I have heard lately from new people here. It seems their words echo with lies and mistrust. I have minded my business and helped those who seek it, as a friend or someone to vent to. So they may feel better with their own lives and maybe understand the solution to a problem they have over looked. Other than that why must they indulge me with the drama of life? For my life is my life good or bad it is my life and I don’t commit into making myself better than what I am. I hold no lies and I always speak my mind for the paths I have traveled have given me some wisdom in life of the horrors that have befallen me on my travels..

Life seems to be every changing, for mother earth has in my opinion had enough and the heat and fires and storms seem to plague her soul to dispense with the infestation that we have given her. I shake my head for the world seems to be based on hate and the hustle of everyday life. Childhood was great and we had nothing to do except enjoy our lives before we made it in this big world. Know it seems kids want everything and much more. They do not want to work or raise their lives but to leach of what they think have coming to them. I just cannot understand this concept. I grew up on the streets and left home when I was young to face this world like so many before me have. Yet I do not know…what has our society become. Where we should get everything for nothing and assume the lies of others to make ourselves more dominant over the less secure society here. No I show no favoritism and treat all equals for in my life and in my soul we all are family and friends. I put not mark on others unless they push this wolf into a corner. I shall carry my thoughts inside the doors of my mind and think of good thoughts to carry me forward.

Just the heat seems to play tricks upon the minds corridors. Breathe and relax for this heat shall not continue for long and maybe society may reach a point to ponder what they shall want not for themselves, but their generations to come………..

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dabbler
04:04 Jul 16 2008

Sensationalism is one fuel to such a thing as you speak..

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Well today’s journals seem a bit to harsh seems like the sun upon mother earth has reeked havoc with everyone, emotions seem to flare like the fires that have plagued our earth and it seems rain is no where to be had. A gentle tear forms upon this face at the hate and confusion that seems to dwell among the pages of VR. A place that brought joy to my life seems to be dominant in drama and hate anymore. It is always calm before the storm and like the rain it may wash the hatred thoughts away.

It seems a lot of my dear friends have had a bout of bad luck and my prayers are with them in their time of need. May my thoughts of tenderness cover them in their time of need and my friendship give them the strength they may need.

For thoughts made with out thought seem to trouble the minds of others, for if we embrace the hidden lines of the story shall we see the ghosts that touch our soul. The heat seems to draw out the evil in ones mind and the timid now becomes the aggressor of the mortals. For if we find strength in the eyes of friends and lovers shall we be washed away with the heat of the beings within our souls. Food for thought that may read these words, I have yet to find solitude within the walls of my thoughts. For the heat seems to disrupt the thoughts I put on these pages.

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ladygoddessaries
19:47 Jul 14 2008

Turn the heat into a more pleasurable zone my dear and nothing but bliss shall await~

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