My Parallel Universe

Me,The Light & My Universe

“The magic moment is the moment when a ‘yes’ or a ‘no’ can change our whole existence.” October 5, 2011

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Every day, God gives us the sun – and also one moment in which we have the ability to change everything that makes us unhappy. Every day, we try to pretend that we haven’t perceived the moment, that it doesn’t exist – that today is the same as yesterday and will be the same as tomorrow. But if people really pay attention in their everyday lives, they will discover that magic moment. It may arrive in the instant when we are doing something mundane, like putting our front-door key in the lock; it may lie hidden in the quiet that follows the lunch hour or in the thousand and one things that all seems the same to us. But that moment exists – a moment when all the power of the stars becomes a part of us and enables us to perform miracles.

Joy is sometimes a blessing, but it is often a conquest. Our magic moment help us to change and sends us off in search of our dreams. Yes, we are going to suffer, we will have difficult times, and we will experience many disappointments – but all of this is transitory it leaves no permanent mark. And one day we will look back with pride and faith at the journey we have taken.

I could have. What does this phrase mean? At any given moment in our lives, there are certain things that could have happened but didn’t. The magic moments go unrecognized, and then suddenly, the hand of destiny changes everything.
But love is much like a dam: if you allow a tiny crack to form through which only a trickle of water can pass, that trickle will quickly bring down the whole structure, and soon no one will be able to control the force of the current.
Love is a trap. When it appears, we see only its light, not its shadows.

quotes from “By the river Piedra I sat down and wept”

 

Beautiful day here! October 2, 2011

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I must write down my very first landing to Europe otherwise I might forget. It was 6 in the morning. I was dead tired and a little inpatient. I couldn't sleep on 13hours flight. An old friend of mine picked me up from the airport. I was even sweating inside of the airport(was surprised!) I expected the weather could be cold but it was really pleasant.

When we were on the high way,the dawn is breaking. Such a beautiful dawn with seeing the whole sun with light orangy rays spreads over the misty farm. I was amazed. I believe this morning was a sign from God that everything will be alright. It is a new journey and a test for me too. Unfortunately, my camera was in the big bag and stored away in the compartment of the car and I was too tired to take a picture. But it is stored in my memory.

 

Family Ceremonial Lunch September 29, 2011

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Susana Soca – Jorge Luis Borges September 27, 2011

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With lingering love she gazed at the dispersed
Colors of dusk. It pleased her utterly
To lose herself in the complex melody
Or in the cunous life to be found in verse.
lt was not the primal red but rather grays
That spun the fine thread of her destiny,
For the nicest distinctions and all spent
In waverings, ambiguities, delays.

Lacking the nerve to tread this treacherous
Labyrinth, she looked in on, whom without,
The shapes, the turbulence, the striving rout,
(Like the other lady of the looking glass.)
The gods that dwell too far away for prayer
Abandoned her to the final tiger, Fire.

 

Lights September 24, 2011

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Love possesses not nor would it be possessed; For love is sufficient unto love. September 24, 2011

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When love beckons to you, follow him,
Though his ways are hard and steep.
And when his wings enfold you yield to him,
Though the sword hidden among his pinions may wound you.
And when he speaks to you believe in him,
Though his voice may shatter your dreams
as the north wind lays waste the garden.

For even as love crowns you so shall he crucify you. Even as he is for your growth so is he for your pruning.
Even as he ascends to your height and caresses your tenderest branches that quiver in the sun,
So shall he descend to your roots and shake them in their clinging to the earth.

Like sheaves of corn he gathers you unto himself.
He threshes you to make you naked.
He sifts you to free you from your husks.
He grinds you to whiteness.
He kneads you until you are pliant;
And then he assigns you to his sacred fire, that you may become sacred bread for God's sacred feast.

All these things shall love do unto you that you may know the secrets of your heart, and in that knowledge become a fragment of Life's heart.

But if in your fear you would seek only love's peace and love's pleasure,
Then it is better for you that you cover your nakedness and pass out of love's threshing-floor,
Into the seasonless world where you shall laugh, but not all of your laughter, and weep, but not all of your tears.
Love gives naught but itself and takes naught but from itself.
Love possesses not nor would it be possessed;
For love is sufficient unto love.

When you love you should not say, "God is in my heart," but rather, "I am in the heart of God."
And think not you can direct the course of love, for love, if it finds you worthy, directs your course.

Love has no other desire but to fulfill itself.
But if you love and must needs have desires, let these be your desires:
To melt and be like a running brook that sings its melody to the night.
To know the pain of too much tenderness.
To be wounded by your own understanding of love;
And to bleed willingly and joyfully.
To wake at dawn with a winged heart and give thanks for another day of loving;
To rest at the noon hour and meditate love's ecstasy;
To return home at eventide with gratitude;
And then to sleep with a prayer for the beloved in your heart and a song of praise upon your lips.

Kahlil Gibran

 

See No More September 15, 2011

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"See No More"

Oh Oh (And I don't wanna see no more)
It was Saturday when I got that call
Far away from feeling tall
I know, I know, I know what the truth is
Yeah
I try to look away from what you did
Heartache became my friend
You walked away from me baby
I would've never done the same
You made me feel like our love was not real
You threw it all away, so
I don’t wanna wait for you
I don’t wanna wake up thinking, hoping
You will get it right this time
‘Cause you know that you’re so cold
I don’t wanna see no more
And I can’t get away from you
It’s one of the reasons why
That I just can’t get you out my mind
And all I keep seeing is your picture
I don’t wanna see no more
It was so easy to trust you baby
Guess I was so stupid baby
I didn’t ever think that this would come
You’re running right to another one
You walked away from me baby
You threw it all away, so
I don’t wanna wait for you
I don’t wanna wake up thinking, hoping
You will get it right this time
‘Cause you know that you’re so cold
I don’t wanna see no more
And I can’t get away from you
It’s one of the reasons why
That I just can’t get you out my mind
And all I keep seeing is your picture
I don’t wanna see no more
I used to be afraid of letting go
The fragile part of me, I’m here right now
I need you to set me free
I can see it in your eyes
That you won’t blame it on me this time
No, never
You might want me back but I won’t look back, no
I don’t wanna wait for you
I don’t wanna wake up thinking, hoping
You gonna get it right this time
‘Cause you know that you’re so cold
I don’t wanna see no more
And I can’t get away from you
It’s one of the reasons why
That I just can’t get you out my mind
And all I keep seeing is your picture
I don't wanna see no more.

 

Having Breakup Ground Rules September 11, 2011

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Date: 11th September 2011

 
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Singapur June 25, 2011

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The roller-coaster is my life May 21, 2011

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The roller-coaster is my life;
life is a fast, dizzying game;
life is a parachute jump;
it’s taking chances, falling over
and getting up again;
it’s mountaineering;
it’s wanting to get to the very top of yourself
and feeling angry and dissatisfied
when you don’t manage it.

 
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