tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-82249106334830856442024-03-13T13:48:16.217+01:00THE DAFFIEST MEMOIRS"Here we are now Entertain Us.."THE NAJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18052317535945045578noreply@blogger.comBlogger16125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224910633483085644.post-80524570969045580672013-06-09T18:18:00.000+01:002013-06-09T18:18:11.834+01:00Lost... <div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
between love and death one could barely know the difference...<br />
some moments of joy in love lift you above life...<br />
and moments of waiting in vein drain you down through the valley of the dead...<br />
this is me lost between love and death because life without love,<br />
is an endless wait for a never-ending breath...</div>
THE NAJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18052317535945045578noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224910633483085644.post-75027123405698465502013-01-09T03:06:00.000+01:002013-01-09T03:06:34.370+01:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
down a valley of hope<br />
I hold tight unto you<br />
down the valley of hope<br />
I reach out to you<br />
down the valley of lust<br />
hold on to me<br />
down the valley of lust<br />
only my eyes you see<br />
down the valley of love<br />
we hold tight to hope<br />
down the valley of love<br />
lust cuts down the rope<br />
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now fall baby fall<br />
down the pits of love<br />
millions of pieces<br />
falling apart<br />
not a heart holding tight<br />
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now fall baby fall<br />
down the valley of love<br />
millions of tears<br />
drowning us together<br />
not a place to stand<br />
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now fall baby fall<br />
down the abyss to love<br />
millions of souls<br />
screaming out loud<br />
not a healing voice in the void<br />
<br />
falling in love<br />
all what you think of<br />
never been that real before</div>
THE NAJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18052317535945045578noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224910633483085644.post-70600438506169306202013-01-08T13:26:00.000+01:002013-01-08T13:26:10.354+01:00Rise my Angel<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Close your eyes </span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">open up your heart,</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">shed no tears </span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">forget </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">all your fears,</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Gently I, hold you</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Softly I, kiss you </span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Madly I, love you.</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">close your eyes and sleep,</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">sleep little angel.<br /></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Now rise,</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">rise little demon,</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">fear is long</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"> gone,</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">tears are yours to</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">burn.</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Fears I face,</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">bring me </span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">this grace,</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">my garden is on fire</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">lit up by my desire.</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Must have been that apple,</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">it gently held me,</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">softly kissed me,</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">madly killed me.</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">So now,</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">sleep little demon</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">rise, my angel, </span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">of </span><span style="font-size: large;">Love,</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">save my soul,</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">from all that which is</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">foul!!!</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Touch that side of me which brings me disgrace, and I will eternally live in your grace... </span><span style="font-size: large;">my angel from up above.</span></div>
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THE NAJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18052317535945045578noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224910633483085644.post-19800188900506358932013-01-05T22:26:00.000+01:002013-01-05T22:26:00.711+01:00Life is funny<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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There always is that time in time
when time pauses for us to watch out for what it is that is going on around us.
However, for a quite a while now that time has not passed by me nor have I been
blessed by that much of time for self reflection. One might take a break and
wonder why, I simply didn't won’t and shall not do so, although I guess I
already am doing that which I said I wouldn't. </div>
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Blessed be I or not so much so, I
still believe that simply believing in ones ‘ self is more effective than
believing in any other no matter how holly or divine. As long as one knows the
boundaries of one’s self because the oneness of the one is always more divined
than the holiness of the million others. It is simply not because one is more
important than all others but mainly because one who is effective affects the
lives of millions but one who is already dead to the others is not even close
to being anything other than a waste of time space and energy. </div>
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It is at times of lust that I wonder
most about what it is that had I lost, whether it is the power of the flesh
over that of the soul. Is it the power of the heart over the brain, or is it
simply that of the other over ones’ self. It is a dilemma with a million X and
an infinite Y it is a matter of perspective and not that of probability. It is
a matter of a brain that needs to be dusted and a soul that has been ripped
apart by beauty, and eyes that have been bewildered by dishonesty, it is a
complexity of things and it is a multiplex of ideas and theories combined in a
life of a man or woman whom have been lost in the cells of one’s brain.</div>
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Ask me not for the truth, for I have not one
answer and if answers vary for one question that’s when you should know that
the truth has disappeared evaporated been isolated into the tongues or words
that have been uttered by millions of others. I claim not to be one of a kind,
but I do honestly claim that I am one of which millions can be derived and million
others can be excised. </div>
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Life is funny I admit, life is such
an exuberant ride into the unknown wilderness of the springs that we walk upon,
drink from and water with each and every split second of our lives. Be it with
passion or passionate hate, be it with honesty or honest disregard, we are all
of one nature and to another nature bound. We from the soul are and to the
earth entrapped but that is life’s funny way of saying that she is funny. For she
is the combination of all contradictions in one and all the similarities in
millions so how do you separate the one from the millions and the millions from
the one. Whenever you have the time to take time out of time to extract this
contradictive term that is when time would stop for you and you become the one
and the millions become you and vice verse till God you see and they see you in
return.</div>
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<span style="text-indent: 0.5in;">Life is funny in one million way....</span></div>
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THE NAJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18052317535945045578noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224910633483085644.post-88500820447851679182012-11-30T00:21:00.001+01:002012-11-30T00:21:33.384+01:00Missing You BothIn this world people part ways, humans lose touch, and at moments gods cease to exist, angels forget about our sorrows, and demons deprive us from our joys, but in this world we make our choices and we save our memories linking us with our loved ones and saving us and them from the terrors of tomorrow and days to come... I miss those who I can never see again.. and yet in my dreams they are, I love those who I never hear from no more yet their voices in my ears are... I can feel the wind slip through my hair and dance between my fingers... I can feel you my loved one from a million worlds apart... I can sense you lost cousin from here to eternity... for even death can't stop us from meeting in the purity of our souls... forever and after I love you both...THE NAJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18052317535945045578noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224910633483085644.post-26985834218580340522012-03-13T08:29:00.000+01:002012-03-13T08:29:47.139+01:00One Breath between Life and Death<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">There are days when breathing becomes such a burden you hope every breath you take was the last. This is not me at my darkest moment this is just me when I simply fail to see what I want to be, when I simply fail to see me.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">My eyes are pierced into a future maybe so far away and maybe not so distant, but here I am sitting in the end of a breath hoping life is just another break, just another moment away.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Men enslaved to their earthly desires, exiling all thoughts and erasing all manners, simply running towards an endless pit, hoping to get some physical joy, or to get to the peak of life from the bottom. Men wasting their lives while building up memories of moments of excitement with the hope that tomorrow wouldn’t erase what they enjoyed for a few seconds today. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">I had such dreams at times, maybe I was a coward, maybe I still am a coward, or maybe I am just so honest in my pursuit of love and affection that I have fallen slave to my passions rather than my desires.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Hope is endless yet it hits a thousand walls and skips a million barriers till we fulfill the slightest glimpse of it. Love is not of hope alone it is that diversion between trusting in trust and dreams in real life and life in eternal emotions of sweet and tender yet violent and arrogant aroma of a blend of hope that comes out of the heart into the heart of another.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">There were times when I believed in death and that death would be my salvation, and at other times I wanted to live a life that’s full like “my way” done without exemption, but here I am stuck with a breath being drawn against my will to live in life where am simply standing still.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Love, hope, desire, life, death, altogether come to the mind of one or another, but rarely does one come without murdering the other or in the company of another. Couple them the way you desire cherish them the way you will, but always remember that it all happens to unveil your end in the end of time when all rhymes die and all that survives is the memory hanging down the sweet softly lit path we now call memory lane.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">One deep breath, hold it for a moment, one deeper breath keep it in for another moment, now open your mouth and utter the first word that comes to mind. Death, life what do you want it to be, life in death or death in life which is it, where would you rather be?</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><br />
</div>THE NAJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18052317535945045578noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224910633483085644.post-65661925118471032232012-02-05T20:45:00.000+01:002012-02-05T20:45:53.670+01:00ENVY<div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"><span style="font-size: 13.5pt;">Oh God how I envy thee... you but a mere projection of me... <o:p></o:p></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"><span style="font-size: 13.5pt;">I but a slight reflection you see... when all hope is dead where will you be...? <o:p></o:p></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"><span style="font-size: 13.5pt;">Save that heart from crashing in hell... save that soul until only time can tell... <o:p></o:p></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"><span style="font-size: 13.5pt;">My friends I wish you well... my angels I bid you farewell... <o:p></o:p></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"><span style="font-size: 13.5pt;">My heart ponders in shock... my tears drain me out of awe... <o:p></o:p></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"><span style="font-size: 13.5pt;">What is this hell we live in...? When will our heaven ever begin...? <o:p></o:p></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"><span style="font-size: 13.5pt;">Oh God how I envy thee... <o:p></o:p></span></div>THE NAJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18052317535945045578noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224910633483085644.post-82694192661702706322012-01-30T01:41:00.000+01:002012-01-30T01:41:52.466+01:00Eternal Paradise<div style="text-align: center;">All doors are shut, all roads are blocked, life but a dead end, every moment is a step closer towards that end.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Infinite dreams, endless theories on life after life, which is right which is wrong...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Do we live? Do we die? Do we suffer? or do we enjoy?</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">Unchain your soul, release your mind, send away all your instincts, follow your heart, leave an eternal mark here in life on earth, and when the end comes, and it will come sooner than you wish, your body shall die, while your dreams....</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">YOUR DREAMS BECOME YOUR ETERNAL PARADISE....</div>THE NAJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18052317535945045578noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224910633483085644.post-14330570601243999132011-10-09T20:32:00.001+01:002011-10-09T20:47:27.019+01:00A JOURNEY<div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: "Times", "serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Ever took a minute to wonder about life, love, friendship, betrayal, envy, hate and death.</span></i></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: "Times", "serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Ever whispered to your soul through your heart about how lost you were in the land of men.</span></i></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: "Times", "serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Ever dreamt of the eternal light, or the everlasting fires, or do you believe death ends it all.</span></i></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: "Times", "serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Ever believed you were on a journey and that life is just too fast for you to catch.</span></i></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: "Times", "serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">I believe in love, and trust in life, never bothered with death because it’s the saddest truth.</span></i></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: "Times", "serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">I can remember the flames of fire burning my soul, ripping me apart changing all that which I believed in.</span></i></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: "Times", "serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">I can recall finding God in me, deep in my shattered heart, today I walk God through life and watch the magic as it happens.</span></i></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: "Times", "serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Today God has become me, and I a God, one that believes in beauty in everything in life.</span></i><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman", "serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"></span></div>THE NAJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18052317535945045578noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224910633483085644.post-59443183607923076622011-10-09T19:53:00.000+01:002011-10-09T19:53:10.809+01:00MAD WORLD<span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"> <div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;"> The world is not a colorful place do not be fooled by the springs of the years that pass. Life is as cold as a stormy winter, it is filled with black skies and dark nights, yet it promises sunny days and white lands for us to walk upon. </span></span><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;"> </span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;"> It is a black and white world, a place where the truth can’t be altered and right can’t be wronged. Well at least that is how a mad man will see the world. A normal man would color everything, even the truth is painted with lies, and even wrongs are sketched to appear right.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><em><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;">How I dream of a world where all men are mad.</span></em></span></div></span>THE NAJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18052317535945045578noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224910633483085644.post-46619557878377002992011-02-28T22:30:00.000+01:002011-02-28T22:30:42.847+01:00MY MOUNTAINThere was a mountain top back at the place I call home... well to be honest there was one too many but this one in particular always had a special spot in the area at the back of my head where memories are said to be stored... so basically it was a mountain top that left me with good memories... and of course we are not talking brokeback mountain memories for those of you with naughty naughty imaginations...<br />
It is basically closer to those of Moses as he decided to descend to his people and provide them with the twenty comandments sorry ten comandments...<br />
well it is all a matter of perspective from up there... in moments of lost or anger or sympathy or sorrow... I would leave the whole world and run up to the mountain top... it is calm and quiet.. the breathe blows in your face and the wind carries your sorrows away... the sky becomes so near... you forget the meanings of fear... then you look down at the place from where you've come and well everything looks smaller... and the loud noises fade away... thats when you recogn how small and tiny your troubles and worries can be.. that is when the reasons of your sorrow are no longer visible...<br />
so a few moments of silence... in the sky... and all the troubles of the world just vanish... <br />
and now I walk down back to the real world... only now I walk tall knowing how small and tiny all the dark things are... so I step over them and over shadow them with the scent of sand from the mountains above...<br />
To all broken hearts and lost souls... to the sweet sorrow and the children of tomorrow take a deep breath rise above it all and you will see life is delightful and bright no matter how dark the night can be...THE NAJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18052317535945045578noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224910633483085644.post-13162429189843681622011-02-25T19:16:00.000+01:002011-02-25T19:16:15.689+01:00Angel of Mercy<div style="text-align: center;">The brightness of your madness</div><div style="text-align: center;">covers up your sadness</div><div style="text-align: center;">you spin my world around</div><div style="text-align: center;">get me busy</div><div style="text-align: center;">lost and dizzy</div><div style="text-align: center;">you turn me head over heels</div><div style="text-align: center;">like a charming prince I kneel</div><div style="text-align: center;">begging you please</div><div style="text-align: center;">forget all the sadness</div><div style="text-align: center;">I will be your madness</div><div style="text-align: center;">you my guardian angel are</div><div style="text-align: center;">together we have gone far</div><div style="text-align: center;"><em>touched the sky</em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em>kissed the moon</em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em>hugged the stars</em></div><div style="text-align: center;">throughout the night</div><div style="text-align: center;">we'd stay up till sunrise</div><div style="text-align: center;">you make me shine</div><div style="text-align: center;">you make me smile</div><div style="text-align: center;">angel of mercy you are divine</div><div style="text-align: center;">Love me, Love you, and through it all</div><div style="text-align: center;">it is heaven we should see</div><div style="text-align: center;"></div>THE NAJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18052317535945045578noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224910633483085644.post-65461549005632661422011-01-16T00:17:00.000+01:002011-01-16T00:24:45.991+01:00mascaraed<div style="text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u-BJ_XoiDWc/TTIsncp8MYI/AAAAAAAAACU/3sIRGfKvulw/s1600/mascaraed.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u-BJ_XoiDWc/TTIsncp8MYI/AAAAAAAAACU/3sIRGfKvulw/s320/mascaraed.jpg" width="269" /></a></div><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>Rip off that mask you're wearing</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>ain't no mascaraed </i></div><div style="text-align: center;">TONIGHT!!!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>It's not just yourself you're scaring</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>you've got me afraid</i></div><div style="text-align: center;">TONIGHT!!!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>rip it off...</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i> before your soul it takes</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>rip it... </i><i>off before your heart it breaks</i></div><div style="text-align: center;">TONIGHT!!!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>I couldn't realize your eyes</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>they were hidden beyond your</i></div><div style="text-align: center;">LIES!!!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>Rip off that mask you're wearing </i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>it's ripping your soul </i></div><div style="text-align: center;">APART!!!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>I in despair... showed you my care</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">so TONIGHT </div><div style="text-align: center;">I will... </div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>rip off that mask you're wearing</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>save that soul your tearing </i></div><div style="text-align: center;">APART!!!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>deep inside </i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>you've committed suicide</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>you are now</i></div><div style="text-align: center;">DEAD!!!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>like them</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>you have lost your way</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>trying to live </i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i></i><i>life their way</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">so TONIGHT</div><div style="text-align: center;">I will...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>rip off that mask you're wearing</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>and make you human </i></div><div style="text-align: center;">AGAIN!!!</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: left;">THIS IS TO ALL THOSE WHO LOST THEIR WAY TRYING TO SURVIVE EVERY DAY</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div>THE NAJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18052317535945045578noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224910633483085644.post-5010223197550996712011-01-10T22:15:00.000+01:002011-01-10T22:15:10.965+01:00Once AgainWhen all hell was set loose I found my way through... from the Abyss from the darkest bottom of the universe I just struggled towards the land... with each step forth angels of death tried to drag me back down... back to the kingdom of there masters... I pushed them away sometimes with a kick and at others by simply giving in... and as I fell back down each time I gave into them my will got stronger as my soul grew older... then within time I just got back to earth Rinsed from all my sins and the sins of my Father and those of my Mother... I was clearly a new born... so as I went out and saw the light for the first time in a very long time all I could do was scream out loud a scream of joy... only to see my reflection in a mirror I was a baby one more time merely a few months old I couldn't believe and my sudden scream of joy turned into tears of sympathy... as I had come back to find my way back to the kingdom of heaven once again...<br />
So is the story of birth... such is the struggle of the soul... every soul each and every day we die in hope of living once again...THE NAJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18052317535945045578noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224910633483085644.post-32628153009943054062011-01-03T23:25:00.000+01:002011-01-03T23:41:06.073+01:00Heaven in FiveClose your eyes.... take a deep breath... 5,4,3,2,1... now open up your eyes what do you see?!<br />
I can tell you what I normally see:<br />
<div style="text-align: center;">I can see butterflies flying above my head... </div><div style="text-align: center;">I can see flowers covering the roof of my room.... </div><div style="text-align: center;">I can see waterfalls streaming down my walls... </div><div style="text-align: center;">I can feel the clouds swifting below my body... </div><div style="text-align: center;">I can float on nothingness... </div><div style="text-align: center;">I can kiss the sky... </div><div style="text-align: center;">I can see God... </div><div style="text-align: center;">I can touch the hearts of angels... </div><div style="text-align: center;">I can kiss my loved ones goodbye one last time as they look me straight in the eye...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Tonight I'm in a different Haven...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Tonight I am at peace and no longer in pain...</div><div style="text-align: center;">This is a night I can go back to again and again....</div>now I open my eyes one more time...<br />
<div style="text-align: center;">the walls are pale white...</div><div style="text-align: center;">the roof is stained with old paint...</div><div style="text-align: center;">the dust is floating above my head...</div><div style="text-align: center;">the heat is overwhelming...</div><div style="text-align: center;">life feels like hell...</div><div style="text-align: center;">but for 5 seconds I can relive heaven and that is worth visiting a million hell... </div><div style="text-align: center;">only now I know how much I miss my </div><div style="text-align: center;"> Personal Haven... </div><div style="text-align: left;">every one of us has a paradise lost... I just hope you can all find it within your heart after every deep breath you take... cause it is the only thing that keeps a smile and saves a soul... </div>THE NAJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18052317535945045578noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224910633483085644.post-60372457510051991962010-12-28T00:01:00.000+01:002010-12-28T00:01:13.398+01:00In the Light of the NightA kid sat in the corner of his room, his head resting upon the wall... he raised his eyes towards the light in the ceiling and as his eyes wandered towards the light... the room went dark... he closed his eyes and thats when he saw his life flash ahead of him....<div>He saw his whole future he saw his graduation... he saw his first kiss... he saw his wife... he saw his first kids... he saw his dads funeral... he saw the marriage of his first kid... he saw the funeral of his mother... he saw the death of his wife... and as the time came for him to see the funeral... </div><div>a voice called out to him and said:</div><div>"this is not your future this is the future of any kid in the world this is how it is meant to be if you don't rise up and fix that bloody light and make sure you make your own destiny..."</div><div>God doesn't like silly lazy bums who only dream of the light coming into their lives<br />
God gave us the wisdom to create the light to guide us back to his/her eternal LIGHT</div><div><br />
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