Friday, February 27, 2009
Saturday, February 21, 2009
weird dream, graffitis and snow pictures
I was in bed until 10am and It was hard to wake up. I think I was half awake. I was dreaming, and all I know was that----there was this scene(I cannot remember anymore)and it seemed it was real but not moving ahead. My mind wanted to move on to another scene--something I wanted to happen--I was controlling the dream(imagine?), but I was stucked---then, I started becoming tired---hey I wanted to wake up--and I tried a couple of times. I even reached out for a book on my night table and started reading but I fall asleep again and was back in that scene.....until I heard some voices from my neighbors, the usual noise from those young boys discussing about things I cannot understand....gosh, finally I was able to stand up....
Here are some pictures I took with my telephone.
There were some graffitis I enjoyed looking at. Some words that doesn't make sense to me but somehow was interesting and very artistic....
Ohh, it has been snowing and it was beautiful when I went outside yesterday, and saw the white covered surroundings.....
Friday, February 20, 2009
Thursday, February 19, 2009
Saturday, February 14, 2009
"The measure of love is to love without measure"
Thanks to dear someone who gave me this chocolate. He looked at some pictures one day and said " I love the pictures and the subject, too!"....
How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
For the ends of Being and ideal Grace.
I love thee to the level of everyday's
Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light.
I love thee freely, as men strive for Right;
I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise.
I love thee with a passion put to use
In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith.
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
With my lost saints, --- I love thee with the breath,
Smiles, tears, of all my life! --- and, if God choose,
I shall but love thee better after death.
---by Elizabeth Barrett Browning (1806-1861)
By the way, this is what i did for love---