"Dum spiro, spero"
There's a light... Of what ?
Oh wait, is there any hope ?
Oh no, it's getting weaker and weaker
As my heart's sinking into deeper and deeper.
Shaking hands and trembling souls.
A leaf of tree falling down
The last laugh of a clown
As shallow.... and holes of horrors.
Oh wait, is there any man
Who's painting a leaf of life... But damn
Is this a man named Behrman ?
With whom a fading hope's glowing down,
As his own life's flickering candle reaches its end.
But Isn't life a labyrinth which is a dead end?
Shhh... Listen carefully to hear the violins
Crying out violence while singing of those lines
"Hope is a dangerous thing for me to have
But I have it......(Yet)
I have it......
Yet......."
We all wonder the point of life.. We are chasing it, trying to get it. But maybe this gets away us from the main point.. The all we have is now. While chasing the point of life, we are losing the only thing that we have in the life.Maybe we should focus on now more to understand life.
Achilles come down
I see that a lot of people die, because they think that life wasn't worth to be lived. I see others that are, paradoxically, killed for ideas, for illusions, that they give them a reason to live (this, that we call reason to live is at the same time an excellent reason to die) 🎶
Threnody in Othello's Ruined Tower
Our life is short, our art in vain, both they
Shall be one day with Ur, and buried clay.
Othello proud, now in decay, lays bare
Man's vanity, the Earth's protecting care;
With prostrate Salamis, they witness bear
Of trials and Time's crushing force and wear,
Where mopish owls hunt with defiant air,
And spiders weave their webs, in ruins there.
Some soon, some late, regardless of emotion
Inherit thus we must Earth's fatal potion.
Events like these are specks on Time's vast course,
Still, waves will break on reefs with ceaseless force;
For buds are cut, their fragrance still unknown,
And figs are picked when ripe, and fully grown;
When sounds Fate's final clarion-note of call,
The actors cease to play their destined role;
Some cheered, some grieved, at this prepost'rous play,
The crowd deceived retire; thus ends the day.
The Rhythm of the Seasons A Booklet of Poetry by Boghos P. Jelebjian
Printed by the Guebenlian Press, Nicosia
1941
dear god I really want her
It’s not about her face,
or her body
and especially not because I’m lonely or sad
but because of the way she is, so beautiful from inside and outside
I want to show this girl
what true love is,
to make her feel special every single day,
spending time together,
making memories,
to grown and learn more about life,
to let her have someone who can be her home,
do whatever she wants to do,
because this girl and I deserve to together, happy, pure and gentle love and we’ll give each other anything to make happy.
Inferno, Canto 1
Midway upon the journey of our life
I found myself within a forest dark,
For the straightforward pathway had been lost.
Ah me! how hard a thing it is to say
What was this forest savage, rough, and stern,
Which in the very thought renews the fear.
So bitter is it, death is little more;
But of the good to treat, which there I found,
If we have loved our world, later we have seen that since it is constructed on our life, it is fleeting, transitory, and unstable like our life. We have perceived and understood this. Our love for it turns towards the beautiful impresses of the Divine Names to which our personal world is the mirror and which it represents.
Letters - 28
32 of the Best Pride and Prejudice Quotes
“Vanity and pride are different things, though the words are often used synonymously. A person may be proud without being vain. Pride relates more to our opinion of ourselves, vanity to what we would have others think of us.”
“There are few people whom I really love, and still fewer of whom I think well.
Meaning Quest
Human beings are enigmatic creatures, often attributing profound meanings to the seemingly mundane aspects of life. We are inherently drawn to imbue significance into the trivial, crafting narratives and interpretations that reflect our innermost desires, fears, and aspirations. In this relentless pursuit of meaning, we navigate the complexities of existence, seeking purpose amidst the chaos of the world.
Yet, paradoxically, it is this very quest for significance that shapes our understanding of reality, defining who we are and what we believe in.
#MeaningQuest #life #real #human
