♪ Can we pretend ♫ that airplanes ♩ in the night sky ♬ are like shooting stars ♪
♬ I could really use a wish right now ♫
♬ I could really use a wish right now ♫
29.6.11
I am Me .....
" I am Me. In all the world, there is no one else exactly like me.
Everything that comes out of me is authentically mine, because I alone chose it --
I own everything about me: my body, my feelings, my mouth, my voice, all my actions, whether they be to others or myself.
I own my fantasies, my dreams, my hopes, my fears. I own my triumphs and successes, all my failures and mistakes. Because I own all of me, I can become intimately acquainted with me. By so doing, I can love me and be friendly with all my parts.
I know there are aspects about myself that puzzle me, and other aspects that I do not know -- but as long as I am friendly and loving to myself, I can courageously and hopefully look for solutions to the puzzles and ways to find out more about me. However I look and sound, whatever I say and do, and whatever I think and feel at a given moment in time is authentically me. If later some parts of how I looked, sounded, thought, and felt turn out to be unfitting, I can discard that which is unfitting, keep the rest, and invent something new for that which I discarded. I can see, hear, feel, think, say, and do. I have the tools to survive, to be close to others, to be productive, and to make sense and order out of the world of people and things outside of me.
I own me, and therefore, I can engineer me.
I am me, and I can control my destiny, I trust my soul, my only goal is just to be.
There's only now, there's only here.
Give in to love or live in fear.
No other path, no other way. No day but today.”
andreas_oa
Everything that comes out of me is authentically mine, because I alone chose it --
I own everything about me: my body, my feelings, my mouth, my voice, all my actions, whether they be to others or myself.
I own my fantasies, my dreams, my hopes, my fears. I own my triumphs and successes, all my failures and mistakes. Because I own all of me, I can become intimately acquainted with me. By so doing, I can love me and be friendly with all my parts.
I know there are aspects about myself that puzzle me, and other aspects that I do not know -- but as long as I am friendly and loving to myself, I can courageously and hopefully look for solutions to the puzzles and ways to find out more about me. However I look and sound, whatever I say and do, and whatever I think and feel at a given moment in time is authentically me. If later some parts of how I looked, sounded, thought, and felt turn out to be unfitting, I can discard that which is unfitting, keep the rest, and invent something new for that which I discarded. I can see, hear, feel, think, say, and do. I have the tools to survive, to be close to others, to be productive, and to make sense and order out of the world of people and things outside of me.
I own me, and therefore, I can engineer me.
I am me, and I can control my destiny, I trust my soul, my only goal is just to be.
There's only now, there's only here.
Give in to love or live in fear.
No other path, no other way. No day but today.”
andreas_oa
It's a long story ....
In the night, I hear 'em talk,
the coldest story ever told
Somewhere far along this road, he lost his soul to a woman so heartless...
How could you be so heartless?
Oh... How could you be so heartless????
the coldest story ever told
Somewhere far along this road, he lost his soul to a woman so heartless...
How could you be so heartless?
Oh... How could you be so heartless????
╬ Like a gift from Heaven, it was easy to tell,
╬ It was love from above, that could save me from hell, She had fire in her soul it was easy to see,
╬ How the devil himself could be pulled out of me, There were drums in the air as she started to dance,
╬ Every soul in the room keeping time with their hands,
☷ … and we danced on into the night … ☷
► Me, self timer, my window and a headache after … ◄
ℑ ℒѺṼℰ ℳẎ ₩ϴℜḰ :Ppp ♥
╬ It was love from above, that could save me from hell, She had fire in her soul it was easy to see,
╬ How the devil himself could be pulled out of me, There were drums in the air as she started to dance,
╬ Every soul in the room keeping time with their hands,
☷ … and we danced on into the night … ☷
► Me, self timer, my window and a headache after … ◄
ℑ ℒѺṼℰ ℳẎ ₩ϴℜḰ :Ppp ♥
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