A short story by Franz Kafka
Once there was a vulture that pecked my feet. He already had torn my shoes and stockings and now he pecked my feet. He always threw a peck, he flew around in restless circles and then the work continued.
A gentleman happened by, looked at us awhile and asked me why I tolerated the vulture.
I told him - I am defenseless. He came and he began to peck me, I wanted to frighten him and even was planning to die, but these animals are very strong and he wanted to jump to my face. I preferred to sacrifice my feet. Now the pieces are almost done -.
The gentleman said - do not allow him to torture you, throw him, and the vulture will give up -.
- Does it seem so? - I asked - Do you want to take care of the issue? -
The delighted gentleman said; - I don't have more than to go home to look for my rifle, are you able to wait a half hour more? -
- I don't know - I responded, and for an instant I was rigid with pain;; Afterwards I added : - If you please, try anyway. -
- Okay - the gentleman said, - I am going to hurry. -
The vulture had listened to our dialogue calmly and he missed the look between the gentleman and I. Now I saw that he had understood everything: He flew a little, he moved back to achieve the necessary impetus and as an athlete that throws the javelin, he inserted his beak deep into my mouth. I felt like a liberation when falling backwards; Then in my blood, he satisfied all of his depths and he flooded all of his banks, the vulture irreparably drowned .
Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things you didn't do than by the ones you did do. So throw off the bowlines. Sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover. - Mark Twain
Minds are like parachutes - they only function when open. - Thomas Dewar
You don't drown by falling in the water; you drown by staying there. - Edwin Louis Cole
Everyone has inside of him a piece of good news. The good news is that: You don't know how great you can be! How much you can love! How much you can accomplish! And what your potential is! - Anne Frank
Lights go out and I can't be saved
Tides that I tried to swim against
Have brought me down upon my knees
Oh I beg, I beg and plead
Singing
Come out of things unsaid
Shoot an apple off my head
And a trouble that can't be named
A tiger's waiting to be tamed
Singing
You are
You are
Confusion that never stops
The closing walls and ticking clocks
Gonna come back and take you home
I could not stop, that you now know
Singing come out upon my seas
Curse missed opportunities
Am I a part of the cure
Or am I part of the disease
Singing
you are, you are
You are, you are
You are, you are
You are, you are
And nothing else compares
Oh nothing else compares
And nothing else compares
You are, you are
Home, home where I wanted to go
Home, home where I wanted to go
Home, (you) home where I wanted to (are) go
Home, (you) home where I wanted to (are) go
Some time back thought that one could not change anything of their essence...
I believe that with the pain one learns to see beyond... and able to understand many things and really change...
Many thoughts passed quickly through my head today .... It is a sum of many events, at the end of history always think so too, must live the present, look that makes you happy, to put aside grudges and look ahead , everything can be, life is wonderful and I want to be happy.
The real magic in relationships means the absence of judging others. Self-esteem comes from one thing to think you're valuable.
Just put aside the belief that people or things make you unhappy, because that's not true. You make yourself unhappy.
Stop acting as if life were a test. Live this day as if it were your last. The past is gone. The future is not guaranteed. Anxiety, stress, fear, anger, do not exist independently of you in the world. They simply do not exist in the physical world, even when we speak of them as if they exist.
The greatest form of ignorance is when you reject something that you know nothing. There is no shortage of opportunities to live what you love, there is only scarcity of resolve to happen.
There is no way to prosperity, prosperity is the road. There is nothing wrong with anger provided you use it constructively.
We are Divine enough to ask and important enough to receive. What comes out of you when you're on edge, is what is inside you.
What we think determines what happens to us, so if we change our lives we must broaden our minds.
When you dance, your purpose is not to reach a certain place on the ground, is to enjoy every step as you give. When you judge another person, not define, you define yourself.
You leave old habits behind in starting to repeat yourself this: "I release my need for this in my life"
You'll see when and create. Your children will know everything about you through your life, rather than talk.
I've been wasting all my time
With the devil in the details
And I got no energy to fight
He's a fucking pantomime
The devil in the details
He's fixing up to take a bite
I don't see the point in trying
I got the devil in the details
And he's gonna teach me wrong from right
That fucking pantomime
The devil in the details
Well, I'm gonna dance with him tonight
All of my wrongs
No more wicked ways
Come back to haunt me, come what may
He wrote the songs
That I hoped to write someday
Looks like the devil's here to stay
Let me take you for a ride
With the devil in the details
We'll kiss and tremble with the light
Everything is fine
With the devil in the details
We're gonna dance with him tonight
All of my wrongs
No more wicked ways
Come back to haunt me, come what may
He wrote the songs
That I hoped to write someday
Looks like the devil's here to stay
Looks like the devil's here to stay
Looks like the devil's here to stay
All of my wrongs
No more wicked ways
Come back to haunt me, come what may
He wrote the songs
That I hoped to write someday
Looks like the devil's here to stay
Looks like the devil's here to stay
Looks like the devil's here to stay
I've been wasting all my time
With the devil in the details
I got no energy to fight
PLACEBO
Hang breathless on me
Hang breathless on me
The war will soon be over
So hang breathless on me
We'll walk slow through the empty
And we'll do as we please
We'll crawl body to body
Just like siamese
Like siamese
It's cold down by the water
And there's blood on the trees
We'll flow shoulder to shoulder
Just like siamese
Like siamese
Hang breathless on me
Hang breathless on me
The war will soon be over
So hang breathless on me
Like siamese
Like siamese
Like siamese
Like siamese
Like siamese
BRIAN MOLKO.
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