Invictus

Invictus

Out of the night that covers me,

Black as the pit from pole to pole,

I think whatever gods may be

For my unconquerable soul.

In the fell clucth of circumstance

I have not winced nor cried aloud.

Under the bludgeoning chance

My head is bloody, but unbowed.

Beyond this place of wrath and tears

Looms but the horror of the shade,

And yet the menace of the years,

Finds, and shall find, me unafraid.

It matters not how strait the gate,

How charged with punishments the scroll,

I am the master of my fate:

I am the captain of my soul.

—W.E. Henley

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according to the original website this is someone’s or author’s ideal about love. 

But it is much more a relation about depression.  the sad face. the demon combing her hair. The cacti. the assymetricity of the place.  in this image we see both  the physical environment and the imaginary that the female seen. 

Sa tingin niyo ano ang nakikita niyo sa image na ito… 

The Nymph’s Reply to the shepherd

The Nymph’s Reply to the shepherd

If all the world and love were young,

And truth in every shepherd’s tongue,

These pretty pleasures might me move

To live with thee and be thy love.

Time drives the flock from field to fold,

When rivers rage and rocks grow cold;

And Philomel becometh dumb;

The rest complain of cares to come.

The flowers do fade, and wanton fields

To wayward winter reckoning yields;

A honey tongue, a heart of gall

Is fancy’s spring, but sorrow’s fall.

Thy gowns, they shoes, thy bed of roses,

thy cap, thy kirtle, and thy posies,

Soon break, soon wither, soon forgotten,

In folly ripe, in reason rotten.

Thy belt of straw and ivy buds,

Thy coral clasps and amber studs,

All these in me no mean can move

To come to thee and be thy love.

But could youth last and love still breed,

Had joys no date nor age no need,

Then these delight my mind might move

To live with thee and be thy love.

—Sir Walter Releigh

1 Corinthians 1-13:

1 Corinthians 1-13:

If I speak in the tongues of men or of angels, but do not have love,

I am only a resunding gong or a clanging cymbal

If I have the gift of prophecy and can fathom all mysteries and all knowledge,

And if I have a faith that can move mountains but don not have love, i am nothing.

If I give all i possess to the poor and give over my body to hardship That I may boast,

But do not have love, I gain nothing.

Love is patient,

Love is kind.

It does not boast,

It is not proud.

It does not dishonor others,

It is not self-seeking,

It is not easily angered,

It keep no record of wrongs.

Love does not delight in evil but rejoice with the truth It always protects,

Always trust,

Always hopes,

Always perservers.

Love never fails.

But Where there are prophecies, they will cease;

Where there are tongues, they will be stilled;

Where there is knowledge, it will pass away.

For we know in part and we prophecy in part,

But when completeness comes, what is in part disappears

When I was a child, I talked like a child, I thought like a child, I reason like a child.

When I became a man, I put the ways of childhood behind me.

For now we see only a reflection as in a mirror; Then we shall see face to face

Now I know in part; Then I shall know fully, even as I am fully know.

And now these three remain: faith hope and love.

But the greatest of these is love.

 

 

For Good!

“I’ve heard it said
That people come into our lives for a reason
Bringing something we must learn
And we are led
To those who help us most to grow
If we let them
And we help them in return
Well, I don’t know if I believe that’s true
But I know I’m who I am today
Because I knew you…
Like a comet pulled from orbit
As it passes a sun
Like a stream that meets a boulder
Halfway through the wood
Who can say if I’ve been changed for the better?
But because I knew you
I have been changed for good”

there are things that may last…and memories that may last long

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