I’m being me..so that you can be you..

I’m being me, so that, you can be you because there’s nobody who is going to be you or who can be you and I do not want you to loose track on what you can be, by trying or pretending to be somebody else.

You can’t wait until life isn’t hard anymore before you decide to be happy. Even the bad days are good days. You know even when it’s tough , I feel like it’s hard. I feel like I can’t do it. And I pick myself up. And the next day it feels OK. And that what’s I’m enjoying the most.

I’ve always believed that, it you’re pursuing your passion, then the journey itself is beautiful. You can’t choose the word difficult, you can’t be negative about it, because it your passion , your dream. And if you see yourself beautiful and unique then you won’t use such negative words for your dream and passion.

Beauty….

Today, I sign up in beauty…..

The beauty of Gold over soil,

The beauty of sky hugging the trees,

The beauty of Birds, that extract all my tensions, by flapping their wings, in peaceful air,

The beauty of Sun, when it kisses the soil,

The beauty of Giving Life, with no desires,

THAT BEAUTY…..

THAT BEAUTY…..

But,

We find beauty in such beautiful statues, who is temporary…

Who Inhale or Exhale…

Who broke by words…

Who like you, but not love you…

THAT BEAUTY…..

THAT BEAUTY…..

But,

The beauty is that,

Which lies in the words of William Wordsworth…



The beauty, which lies in taking care of life…

The beauty…..

which lies in the relationship of Earth with its beauty…

The beauty, which lies in words, that flow with the streams of water…

THAT BEAUTY…..

THAT BEAUTY…..

The beauty, that we neglect…

The beauty, that we forget…

The beauty, that we deny…

The beauty, that is on Calenders now…

THAT BEAUTY…..

THAT BEAUTY…..

But, today…

The beauty is called a STATE…

The state which followed by, commas and plosives…

THAT BEAUTY…..

THAT BEAUTY…..

” THE BEAUTY IS A SYMMETRY, ORDER AND DISCIPLINE”.


	

Breathe to be hold…..

Life is like a closed elevator, it keeps trying to close us from all sides. But all of us can hope to break these wall, only from ourselves. And if you have the courage to have this hope, then be it life or lift, nothing can confine you.


Stop being afriad, every man's fear is hidden in his past, and fear keeps pulling you back into the past.Once you get trapped in your past, then you will never be able to get out of it. Go beyond your lumits. Become limitless. You can do it.

Only you must have the right to limit yourself, not anyone else. It doesn’t matter if it is a memory, or a pain, or even love. It could be even hate.

“The day when you will understand this, you ‘ll be free from all the bonds”.

Message from light to color of life..


Color is life, because a world without color is dead. "Fire produce light, light produce colors. The tone gives the color a language, colors gives the sound body, from the spirit.

All colors are friends to next colors, and lovers of opposite colors.

Colors cann't have too much craftsmanship, they should come from nature.I don't like dead names on the color card.

I prefer to call them 'Romentic Purple', or 'Playful Pink'.

Blessed by the Sun we live in colorful world everyday, and feel the color transformation of the four seasons.

Human can recognize 5 million
to 10 million colors, but only One thousand and two hundred of them have names.
Some of the colors are lonely, some sparkling, some sad, and some warm. Although the colors are not beautiful, the world with colors is gorgeous.

" Every flower when cut off from the brench, at that moment, the life has confirmed it, would stay in vase to bloom the last beauty, the death comes to them. However, some flowers do not agree to go with destiny, when the flower fades there would be new blooms. The life without regrets is not perfect. We come to the world, not for become a pure and perfect angle, we are here to experience hard life, including sad, happy, gather, nd departure. Though flower is beautiful the strong tiny life make, life brighter".

A Painting on The Wall…..


On the land of pureness

I found world with cureness,

Some to this and some to that

initiate leaves with no stamp,

Everyone sings their madness in pain

I discover blood of no frame,

Nothing was evil, nothing was flawless

I realized divine was clawless,

Even no concept of trait and territory

unsertained with no elements of duality,

No trees of subject they write on

because I found no minister, they upon..

Flying back to my Street…..





Don’t tell anybody, I’m on my way.


Back to my life, my smile

from formal back to informal,

Previous to my mistakes

from cabbage stamp to flying slippers,

Flash of my breakfast

from words like 'bitch' to the words in starter 'idiot',

Memories of my bitter yougert

from naked feets to random fits,

Revising my chapters of unsolicited life

from fantasy of hearts to illusion of behavior,

These evocations and time are like sand

feels like in no time I'm on land..

Memories of life…..



Standing like a shadow
of no feelings and no tatoo,

Ticking back my meadow
of no soil and no tomatoo,


Life of a plant as some rice,

of some fertilizers and some fungi


Life of a animal as some knight,
of some Deadulus and some in king fights

Life of a man as some coin,

of some with legs and some with sight


Life of a storm as some fine,

of some in ventricles and some in mines

Men have two lifes
one with movement and one with light,

Physical have dreams and desires
Light have feelings and sighs..

Essay on Myself…..

The day arrived when I boost myself and with all my courage, I tried to see myself in light in front of mirror.

But I was shocked and striked when I find out that, I couldn’t see myself in light.

There was light everywhere, but I couldn’t see myself..

When light goes down and dark clouds arrived, I started seeing myself, because I am dark like pure black.


"I am nowhere in the city of light house.
I lie in the deepest depth, darkest depth of the ocean,
where light is an alienating thing".

Because Black has nothing to get and nothing to loss, the black has no worries, because the black always know,

I was,

I am,

I will be black.

There was no one, there is no one, and there will be no one, who support me, who go along with me, and the one who find me.

No one…..

Message…..

Don’t make your life to be like an offical letter or resume.

Liberate yourself from all of these terms and patterns.

Liberate yourself from these cruel claws of society.

Just focus on yourself.

Beacuse,

You are the only one in yourself.

Find yourself…..

Because you can find ‘You’ only in ‘Yourself’.

Don't make your life to be like black colored,
Because,
It will suck all your Flairs or capabilities.

Take Yourself along with you.

And,

‘Live your only Life’