Lightning
Lightning
She goes hand in hand with thunder. Together, they are always looked at as an evil storm. Just because it causes us to wonder how such a bad thing can cause something so good to be born. She dances throughout the sky, showing off her beautiful dancing while her partner is playing music by her side... Yet we never seem to notice that it's happening. You'll never know when she'll strike. Her hands reaching out to the various acres of land. As she takes each step with pride. Forcing photographers to get a camera from the best brand. She makes everything worthwhile. Given the fact that she's been here since the beginning of time. Making herself never go out of style. And only letting thunder call her "mine".
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Strange as it may seem, I still hope for the best, even though the best, like an interesting piece of mail, so rarely arrives, and even when it does it can be lost so easily.
Lemony Snicket (via quotemadness)
Be who you are and say what you feel…
The star maker says, "It is not so bad" The dream maker's going to make you mad The spaceman says, "Everybody look down It's all in your mind"
Spaceman by The Killers
Our Lord has deigned to explain this mystery to me. He showed me the book of nature, and I understood that every flower created by Him is beautiful, that the brilliance of the rose and the whiteness of the lily do not lessen the perfume of the violet or the sweet simplicity of the daisy. I understood that if all the lowly flowers wished to be roses, nature would lose its springtide beauty, and the fields would no longer be enameled with lovely hues. And so it is in the world of souls, Our Lord’s living garden. He has been pleased to create great Saints who may be compared to the lily and the rose, but He has also created lesser ones, who must be content to be daisies or simple violets flowering at His Feet, and whose mission it is to gladden His Divine Eyes when He deigns to look down on them. And the more gladly they do His Will the greater is their perfection….. As the sun shines both on the cedar and on the floweret, so the Divine Sun illumines every soul, great and small, and all correspond to His care—just as in nature the seasons are so disposed that on the appointed day the humblest daisy shall unfold its petals.
Saint Therese
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Spiraling (A short poem)
Thoughts. Feelings. Words. Actions. Love. Hate.
These things are always causing us to spiral down into an abyss.
Day. Night. Up. Down. Talking. Silence.
These things also never go side by side each other.
Sane. Crazy. Happy. Depressed. Hopeful. Discouraged.
Sometimes... I wish that everything could just stay still.
Why? (A Poem)
Why?
Why do people just come and go?
And act like life is just some big show?
They act like they are the only ones that matter.
Until they are the ones being beaten and battered.
Why do people say things they don't mean?
And then act like that's not how it seems?
They think that by saying sorry they are forgiven.
That "it's just a given".
Why do we hurt each other?
When we're told to love one another?
They say that looks don't matter.
Yet they are the ones that judge and chatter.
Why do we have these emotions that can drive us up a wall?
Sometimes.... I wish I just never had them at all.
The meaning of life is finding your gift. The purpose of life is to give it away.
Annonymous
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