Life is Precious

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It dawns on you one day… how precious your life is and how not okay it is for anyone, ever, to cause you any amount of suffering, ever. Then the next time you step out the door you look at everyone and you’re thinking, “My life is precious and you’re not allowed to hurt me.”
C. JoyBell C.

Despite all the pain and suffering people endure everyday life is the most precious gift you have. Despite all the heartache and the unfairness handed to you, this life was given to you and its the only one you’ll ever get. Among the sours, there are sweets. Perhaps you met someone who made you smile, maybe you got a compliment that made you feel good about yourself. Maybe you got something, a talent or a unique trait that no one else has which makes you the special one. Its so hard to live sometimes. Its so hard to keep going. One feeling can lead some to the end of the ropes. I cant even imagine. All I want is to offer my hand which is already cut up and broken, but yet I will always offer more, offer it all. I may wish things would end, but after realizing the big picture which is…I am lucky. I am grateful for what I do have in this life. I am grateful for the air in my lungs, the days I wake up. the love that comes from others. Some aren’t as lucky, but some do have something. They always will.

“If you could possibly understand how precious and powerful your experience of this one lifetime as yourself is, you wouldn’t be trying to go anywhere else.
If you could know the perfection of time and space,
You would slow each moment down
To drain every possible nuance of juice and flavor from it.
When you leave this place, your body and mind and the earth which holds you, you will look back and only wish you had known the immense richness that you hurried through trying to find other better states of being.
But this is the best bite.
Heaven is here.
Nirvana is now.
As soon as you know that for sure
Your life will never be the same again.
In fact, in every way it seeks to get your attention. begs you to awaken to the magic right before your eyes.”
Jacob Nordby

 

Point is that you’re still breathing. You’re still here. I am still here. We need to make this worth it all. Even if you’re all alone and have no one. I am here for you. I love you. I love myself. We need to get through this and we will. Life is precious and so are you, as am I. We deserve the best. Always. Its fucking sucks, but its worth it. Keep going. Keep fighting.

“It’s amazing to see the beauty of the world. It’s so beautiful and so brutal. It’s a reminder that every second of life is precious.”
Sally Green

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You Never Know

 

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My heart is bursting.

Compact with the eagerness of vintage flowers waiting to be thrown into the air.

My eyes are sparkling.

Glistening with the passionate waters of eternal thirst yearning to be pouring into your veins.

My mind is racing.

Spinning like the horrid winds of the dreadful twisters of insanity, longing to whisk you away into my arms.

 

Sometimes the words I see in my mind tend to come out before I even have a chance to speak them directly. This poem I wrote describes my notions on love. My love for another person, my love for myself. I have many demons and battles to overcome, this is fact. One demon I don’t have to worry about is the one for my self. I do love who I am and what I try to do. I fail so many times, but I also pick myself up as well. I keep trying. In school whenever there was a certain situation where someone was afraid to go “first” or to exceed expectations or take risks, I always stepped forward. There was never a lingering moment. I had fearlessness. Sometimes I wish that bravery would step out against my food addiction voice and knock it on its ass once and for all, but I know it’s all up to me in the end. No one can win your battles for you. I always loved that though about myself.

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I never had any fear when asking for what I wanted or needed. I figured at least I could try once and see what would happen. I should get the words “You never know” tattooed on me, for they seem to be a sort of my motto in life. For instance “you never know” what might happen if you don’t quit your job. “You never know” what might happen if you be the one to call the guy first and ask him out. “You never know” if you can get extra help if you ask the questions people are to shy or lazy to ask themselves. You just never know. I never know. What will happen in a year? a week? a day? an hour? You never know. All I know at this moment is that I am doing the best I can. I love who I am and my heart is longing to love another with all the beats and joys it can possibly hold within itself. I don’t know who they will be. But I know that I will do everything and anything for them. Its true when they say that you treat others you love better than how you treat yourself. Here I am saying I will do anything for the person I fall in love with and I should also be doing the same for myself. Guess what? I am. In my own way I am. I’m proud of that. Proud of me. Proud of life. Of love. You never know.

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