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| by: Albagos |
| death of principles 29 may, 2003 heart pumps bloods of dynamism that urge the senses through passions still receive doubts and uncertainties thoughts hurl the whole being of unthinkable frailties frail as chandeliers made of crystals delicate as your heart intellegence and emotion a mixture of nervousness and wondering leading to solitude to death death of my principles |
inspirations I had a dream about a woman--she was so beautiful that my heart pumped up bloods of passion and love. I was so in loved with this woman. I woke up and I realized that it was only a dream. I prayed that such dream would come true. Alas! On my way to work, I saw a woman dressed like the one I saw in my dream. Her face seemed to invite me to go near to her. I caressed her face and I felt it was so smooth. Eventually, I whispered to her, "You are my ideal woman--the woman of my dream". She replied, "Really? Are you sure that I am the one?". And I answered, "Yes, I am really sure that you are the one, and I loved you before you come into existence. And now, look at you! You're real now, see? And I love you more!". "I am not the one. You do love me but I don't have such feeling for you", the woman replied, "Perhaps, yes, I am the one--but not the one deserving of your love. Perhaps I am the one to show you the path to the one you will love more." But I insisted, 'No, you are the one beacuse i have been loving you since you popped out from my dreams." But without hesitation, the woman said,"I am not. You shouldn't love a person you do not know for you cannot love without knowing first the one you love. Know her first in reality before you love her. Dreams are there not because of its power over your destiny, they are there because when you wake up you will look at yourself again and ask what have you done the restt of your life and how you influence others that you are making and re-making your own destiny." |
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