Category: Song a day

Autumn’s Song – Stephen Day

I am everything you are and an extra little bit me.

I am everything you have been and an extra little bit broken me.

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Alive – Andrew & Veda

Requests.

Please endure the obvious oblivion?

Please understand that everyone has a story; it is important that you show respect to this deliberate, delicate   sonder.  

Questions.

Why do you have to be so sure about everything in life — unnecessarily stiffed, fixedly jelled into some kind of made-up beliefs, ideas and opinions?

Why don’t embrace the fragility, the unknown,… this abstract life?

Why don’t choose to live free to living inside the box?

Why is it so hard for you to accept the blessings of your existence and the others around you, alongside the insecurities that flourishes between you two.

Why don’t you just collide with plentiful human lives and ever-smile at the uncertainty of their bitter, sweet impact?

Why don’t live like children, always curious despite abominable affairs, gracefully sad but eventually un-sad, given the circumstances that things didn’t work out as fine, as expected?

 

In the words of Martha NUSSBAUM:

“The condition of being good is that it should always be possible for you to be morally destroyed by something you couldn’t prevent. To be a good human being is to have a kind of openness to the world, an ability to trust uncertain things beyond your own control, that can lead you to be shattered in very extreme circumstances for which you were not to blame. That says something very important about the human condition of the ethical life: that it is based on a trust in the uncertain and on a willingness to be exposed; it’s based on being more like a plant than like a jewel, something rather fragile, but whose very particular beauty is inseparable from its fragility.”

 

Life is but series of  awaiting events. Few under control. Many, out of control. Always ask of the difference and play wise, play safe.

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The Sheer – Manu Pozzi

 

they ask why am I single.

beautiful things take time.

 

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Give Me Tonight – Dustin Tebbutt

Love is never in the air. Love is running through your veins.

Friends don’t only celebrate. Friends hang in there with you, for you.

A family is less of a blood. The family is about oceans of selfless love, hope, true respect, growth, and most of all, the acceptance, the sense of being home.

A true thing, poorly expressed, is a lie – Steven Fry

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Simple Things – Ziggy Alberts

In my life, there are no in-betweens, which doesn’t imply everything is binary as well.

I keep it simple, I feel it in my heart or I don’t and that’s how it goes, that’s how I’d know.

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Better Now – CLOVES

The diary of a to be Software Engineer

[ part 1 ]

Rob [ who’s apparently 12 years of age]: I wish I can say how much I love you, Cassini.

Sadly, your loss and mine too, I won’t.

Because I can’t.

Because I have seen you and Peter kiss in our school’s backyard. And that isn’t the worst part of it. The worst was that I thought you knew I loved you since grade 1.

Sure, it broke my heart into pieces. Yet, I wanted to hang in there as you two continued your thing. Don’t get me wrong, I wanted to protect you in case if he forces you to do a horrible thing. But then you were so into the moment, I thought I’d better disappear [partly heartsick, partly glad I found out].

Today it is going to be a long night. Despite what I’ve seen, I can’t stop thinking about you.

I hope he didn’t do a horrible thing to you.

Oh! Dear Cas, how can I tell you that he is not good for you?

Nevertheless, your eyes tell. You are so in love with your man. I am sorry but you’ve turned blinded-eye I suppose.

Peter Love. Rob’s Robbed.

[part 2]

Well, sometimes I wonder, even if I confess and push myself off of the cliff to propose you and expect if you’d somehow change your mind over that dusce bag, still, it’d be the weirdest thing to do. No?

Well, why would I care anyway now?

I am going to be a software engineer someday and earn a lot of money and fall in love with a girl prettier than you.

I will take her places, long drives, picnics. We’ll go to see movies together, talk about stars and galaxies and universe and life.

We’ll eat ice-cream and chocolates together.

And, I wish you’ll feel jealous of us …  all your life.

Besides, my mum tells me I am handsome than Peter – that hard to ignore nut.

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Soul Phazed – Jessica Hart

Don’t be ridiculous and box yourself up not beyond some battered, screwed up banality such as

“… this is who I am, this is how I am, this is what you get from me. THIS IS ME!“

Just. Think.

Tagging yourself. Confining your identity is what but madness, worst, a self-fulfilling prophecy.

You are not a rainbow. You are not a gravity. Not even anything the world had a clue about even after you were born.

You were a surprise to this universe just like everybody else. Weren’t you?

So. Stay Surprised.

Be a surprise.

Predictability is boring, dead as the rock without any means for joy. A song without sound.

So. Change. Experiment while you can.

Keep changing. Keep challenging the status quo.

 

Because you are infinite.

You are the infinity…

 

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Elise – The Greeting Committee

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6rA9ao9f4_8

Write. Comprehend. Repeat. But you’re not a slave of your thoughts.

Thoughts that are too much an inheritance. Weak. Dubious. Unstable. Often trivial.

Thoughts.

 

Despite it all, we all cling to live, we all promise to breathe and exist together with this one true friend, one big lie they call thoughts.

Assuredly for the last 37 hours or so, so many thoughts have rung the bell. Screamed and yelled.

But like mum said: you should understand that thoughts are just thoughts. Loud but formless. Untamed but truly powerless. Confidently confused. Factually irrelevant.

 

Often our reflection. A Pathogen.

You should take care of what you decide to cook and eat and digest and evolve out of.

Thoughts. Make it count.

 

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Afterthoughts – Dan Hyde (Credits:  ritchieollie)

He ended our conversation over an apophthegm, “.. that’s the thing about love,

you can’t help but think about them unendingly. It’s weird but necessary. It is normal.”

Plus, when you love someone so sincerely, deeply, honestly, it is your solemn responsibility to free those pure feelings for the universe to take. It is only you who can and must absolve that beautiful magic out,.. out in words, in actions.

Consequences are inconsequential, immaterial.

 

“… love liberates , it doesn’t hold. That’s ego. True love liberates.” ~ Dr. Maya Angelou

 

 

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