Friday, February 25, 2011

iShare - the iphone app someone needs to invent.

I can share when prompted.
But I'm not so good with self expression.
Especially when its something about me... especially so when its something sad, or something bad.

Thank God for technology and friends.
For being able to let out snippets of my troubles,
and for having people who don't seem to grow tired of my whims and complaints,
who still after so many years, promptly drop me an sms (that i sometimes don't reply...)
asking me if everything is alright.

No everything isn't alright.
But, that's alright.

You know, its not the strong who will pick up the weak when they fall.
Neither is it the rich who will share the wealth with the poor.

Its weird, often the most generous people, are the ones who don't have all the wealth in the world. They are the ones who scrimp and save on every cent spent on themselves, but hardly blink on the hundreds and thousands spent on others.

My mother is one of them.
She is a wonderful wonderful person.

She might not have all the wealth or all the health in the world at the moment, but I know.. no. I'm sure... there's so much in store for her elsewhere. God loves a cheerful giver.

Oh but really, what I wanted to say. Is that its ok to tell a fellow weakling "be strong!". Giving encouragement and telling someone else to keep their chins up when yours is down doesn't make you a hypocrite. It makes you real. You're in a bad situation as well, and that means.. you have empathy. You can actually honestly say you know a little of what the other person is going through... and who better a candidate than you to tell that person, with a pat on the back.. "to soldier on and never give up."

Your fellow weakling, bruised and hurt from the tortures of the world will look up, and see...
not a fellow human being in shining armour of gold and emerald, but an equal, who is speaking from his own sorrows and hurt but still having enough courage to share some with you.

I think that's cool shit.

Thank you boys and girls for all your cool shits.
We're all bruised in someway, hurt in some other...
but that's what makes us so beautiful. Eh?

:) Goodnight and God Bless.

Let me leave you with the amazing song which I fell in love with the first time I heard it. I double fell in love with it upon hearing his live acoustic version. I'm not sure I've shared this before. But ah heckitpeanutbutterwhateverdoesnotmatter, I'm just going to (re)share it anyway. This version is heckitpeanutbutterwhateverdoesnotmatterblardeegood. John Mayer rocks socks.
cheesy to say... "I want to marry you John Mayer!" ??? How about "I want to marry your guitar skills and voice John Mayer!" ???


John Mayer - Daughters (Live in LA)


I know a girl
She puts the color inside of my world
But she's just like a maze
Where all of the walls are continually changed
And I've done all I can
To stand on her steps with my heart in my hands
Now I'm starting to see
Maybe it's got nothing to do with me

Fathers, be good to your daughters
Daughters will love like you do
Girls become lovers who turn into mothers
So mothers, be good to your daughters too

Oh, you see that skin?
It's the same she's been standing in
Since the day she saw him walking away
Now I'm left
Cleaning up the mess he made

So fathers, be good to your daughters
Daughters will love like you do
Girls become lovers who turn into mothers
So mothers, be good to your daughters too

Boys, you can break
You'll find out how much they can take
Boys will be strong
And boys soldier on
But boys would be gone without the warmth from
A womans good, good heart

On behalf of every man
Looking out for every girl
You are the guide and the weight of her world

So fathers, be good to your daughters
Daughters will love like you do
Girls become lovers who turn into mothers
So mothers, be good to your daughters too [x3]

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