ARE WE ALONE?

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Carl Gustav Carus (1789-1869) – Faust’s Dream

 

 

ARE WE ALONE?

 

Friends and family.

Are they with us?

I can feel them.

A thickness in the air.

A soft touch.

A slight breeze.

Is my brother gone,

Or is he still with me?

I feel him beside me.

He chuckles at my blunders.

Laughs at my jokes.

Cries when I’m hurt.

He is with me.

Always.

Forever.

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THROW YOUR DIRT

lifeisthefight:

You can bury me,
Throw dirt on me
And walk away.
But I will survive.
I will dig my way free.
The human spirit cannot
be extinguished.
It will continue to shine
despite evil’s attempts
to destroy it.
Throw your dirt.
I will be back.

BURIED ALIVE

A DEEP GRAVE

lifeisthefight:

You can bury me.
Place in me in a deep grave.
Throw dirt on me
And walk away.
But I will survive.
I will dig my way free.
I will be back.
The human spirit cannot
be extinguished.
It will continue to shine
despite evil’s attempts
to destroy it.

It will shine forever more.

A GHOST OF ME

I sit on the bench,
watching the sun take flight,
and the moon move to position.
The stars begin to shine 
in the darkening sky.
All is well with the world.
The night will soon be here.

But all is not well with me.
I feel light.
I feel empty.
I feel transparent.
A ghost of my former self.
What has happened to me?
How will I go on?

One day life changed for me.
And all I had taken for granted
was gone in a second.
How will I go on living?
There is no one here on the bench,
but a ghost of me.

A DEEP GRAVE

lifeisthefight:

You can bury me.

Put in me in a deep grave.

Throw dirt on me.

And walk away.

But I will survive.

I will dig my way free.

I will be back.

The human spirit cannot

be extinguished.

It will continue to shine

despite evil’s attempts

to destroy it.

Shine on.

THE WOMAN IN THE SHADOWS

THE WOMAN IN THE SHADOWS<br /> This would make a nice story.<br /> Each night a woman appears.<br /> She floats across the dimly lit garden.<br /> No one knows where she came from<br /> or who she’s looking for.<br /> I look out my window<br /> and see her every night.<br /> One night she doesn’t appear.<br /> Did she find what she was looking for?<br /> Did she find her true love?<br /> I will never know but I still wait for her.

THE WOMAN IN THE SHADOWS

This would make a nice story.

Each night a woman appears.

She floats across the dimly lit garden.

No one knows where she came from

or who she’s looking for.

I look out my window

and see her every night.

One night she doesn’t appear.

Did she find what she was looking for?

Did she find her true love?

I will never know but I still wait for her.

PUPPETS ON A STRING

PUPPETS ON A STRING

seasons-in-hell:</p> <p>AREN’T WE ALL PUPPETS?<br /> AREN’T OUR STRINGS PULLED<br /> BY SOMEONE ELSE?<br /> BE IT A BOSS OR A SPOUSE,<br /> WE ARE NEVER FREE.<br /> FREE TO MAKE OUR OWN CHOICES.<br /> ALL WE HAVE TO DO IS CUT THOSE STRINGS.<br /> WHERE’S THE KNIFE?

seasons-in-hell:
AREN’T WE ALL PUPPETS?
AREN’T OUR STRINGS PULLED
BY SOMEONE ELSE?
BE IT A BOSS OR A SPOUSE,
WE ARE NEVER FREE.
FREE TO MAKE OUR OWN CHOICES.
ALL WE HAVE TO DO IS CUT THOSE STRINGS.
WHERE’S THE KNIFE?

NEVER ALONE

 

NEVER ALONE

 

When you are sleeping, do you sometimes  feel a presence beside you?  Do you dream of people you have lost?  Do you wish that you can see those  people one more time?  In your dreams, you are not alone.  They are with you in your dreams  and in your thoughts.

When you are sleeping, do you sometimes
feel a presence beside you?
Do you dream of people you have lost?
Do you wish that you can see those
people one more time?
In your dreams, you are not alone.
They are with you in your dreams
and in your thoughts.

  • You look into the mirror and see  your reflection staring back at you.  What do you feel?  Do you feel alone?  Look again.  You are not alone—  you have the most wonderful  person in the world with you.  You have yourself—your best friend.  One who knows your innermost thoughts,  but still stays with you.  You are never alone.
 

You look into the mirror and see
your reflection staring back at you.
What do you feel?
Do you feel alone?
Look again.
You are not alone—
you have the most wonderful
person in the world with you.
You have yourself—your best friend.
One who knows your innermost thoughts,
but still stays with you.
You are never alone.