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Not my words, but they hit me !!





JEWELS ARE PRECIOUS

FRIENDSHIP IS PRICELESS.





A GOOD FRIEND IS SOMEONE

WHO LOVES YOU EVEN WHEN SHE KNOWS YOU





To be honest, I wish I am perfect in living to this words.

they ask me why I put everything together and not split in the different posibilitys VR gives.

Because thats me. Sometimes Im friendly and sometimes not. Sometimes I help friends and sometimes I needed help. Sometimes Im quiet and sometimes Im restless. Sometimes I write poetry and sometimes I write storys. Thats me you know. I'm a mixed person. If you choose for me you choose for everthing or for nothing (if you want a honest person). You cant draw a little bit out of me and what you don't like you don't have to see. I now, not all is pleasant for you, but you can skip that. But YOU must make that choise, every time you visit my journal. Its not wrong if you don't read it, but you have make a clear decision.

To read all of me is making a journey in my mood, my thoughts, my needs at that moment. Not important, but maybe nice to do. Enjoy the trip.

To see them,

that old couple.

It made me smile,

so happy with each other.



To watch them,

that old couple.

As they smiled to each other

with there wrinkled faces.



To know them.

that old couple.

To share there wisdom of life,

they learned in so many years.



Now they are gone.

And still they live.

Not only in heaven,

but also in me.

I’m your imaginary friend.

The unseen, call me spook.

I’m the fog around you,

the little whisper as a thought.

If you want a talk,

close your eyes and imagine that

I’m here and you can see,

bright and clear, me as spook.

Call me “friend”



I can’t hurt or leave you.

I can give you the best there is

because I’m your imaginary friend.

A real spook, a solid form of fog,

a real friend, like your thoughts.

And … if you don’t need me

don’t think and I disappear

I'm experimenting in my profile. So be aware, you are the victims. I love doing that. To see all the others with there free-member-profile make me that I also want a better and more interesting profile. And I have discovered that a lot of people have the pleasure for telling there profile secrets. So, again, be aware, you are the victum. I'm under constrruction (see a former journal-story).

When I saw the mountain, high and solid

against the red evening sky,

it hits me like a rock.

Great in its majesty, solid and untouchable.

Lonely and at the same time everything.

No trees, almost no bushes,

only hill, existing earth.

A small part of the world and at

the same time a whole world.

Great and unmovable.

And only the sun manage to

set the mountain in fire.

Even disappearing



NOTE: and then remember Holland don't have mountains, we are totally flat !!! (but we have the same sun)

I read just that a fellow is so rich that he has a bike with chauffeur !

Maybe you read this because you think: drugs, weed, pot, xtc.

What a pity (for you?). This is better then drugs. Through words my rating is rising. Now above the 8 !!!

Not by pics but by words. And then they say that people mostly remember by seeing, not by words. You prove thats wrong.

I'm not thinking now that my words are so important, it proves more that the people on VR are nice. Nicer maybe then the world think.

Generally speaking: not by force but by love a better world is created.

In this case: not by pics but by words (and a little love) a better rate is created. (8.032 for my grandchild (who I don't have (for now?))).



Next time I put some serious thoughts in my journal. You deserve it, and me too, I think.

But serious thoughts cost more time, sorry. Next time, I promise.

It goes wrong with my amount of articles. I've discovered to speak lousy english, every time I discover a new mistake in my articles I want to recover that mistake. And every time the count-reader think I'm a interested reader for this piece of ........ (fill in what you think). So if you think Í make articles what every like, its mostly me. Disappointed? Maybe.

But think, my articles are bad? I'm so honest I tell you. And that make my articles interesting for you :)



Or not? But thats another story if I'm shy and modest. I stop now.

We say that if something happens 3 times, the same thing. "3* is scheepsrecht", i dont know if my translation is correct. But it means with this article I wrote 3 pieces in my journal. So the knife cut on both sides. I new proverb. "Het mes snijdt aan 2 kanten". It means you and me have some advantage with this article.

You have learned a few dutch words and I wrote three articles.

Fun, fun, fun or lol, lol,lol, a new dutch word.

For I forget to tell everyone. My stories are real and my poems not. Not that I miss love but a poem is a kind of seeking to a perfect love-relation. In every relation are ups and downs. But I, and I think all, want it perfect for even beyound eternity. Thats normal. But lets face it, a little fight in a relation doesn't mean that that relation is bad. Two individuals are living together with there own nice and worng habits. I think loving the other is not "always" excepting the faults from the other, but to help in love, and never in rejection. I think I can fills pages with this subject but not for now.

So People (men and women) be nice, accepting the other in love, not the faults but the person. Not in ignoring the other but in helping the other. If we can succeed doing that we get a better relation and a better live and better youth. It feels if I'm rather old :( And really I'm not so old, still under the age of 30 :)

I love poems, to try to say in a short line as much as possible. With mostly a message or something the writer noticed.

New month, new temperature. Forget it. I want to go to the beach. Forget it. In the night there is still a change that it is freezing cold. I even read in the newpaper that the young birds are freezing to dead.

And then they say the temperture is rising like the sealevel. I wish it was true. Nice walking in the sun. Leving my milky-legs behind me and get a little brown colour. To bike to the beach without wind. I know, as a vampire i must love snow, rain, winf, fog and dark thunderstorms. But believe me, if I want biking I don't be a vampire, for the most a vamp in a nice skirt in the sun on the beach. Flirting and making fun. Nothing more rain, nothing less then sun. Maybe 21 or 22 degrees celsius.

Is that to much for asking? Even in Norway its warmer then in Holland.

I've said I fly on my broom,. Forget it, too freezing cold. I fall from my broom. I go by car.

Thats more pollution and that means higher tempeture. So if you want help me, take the car and drive a while.