The days have shifted. One door coses and another opens. But where does that leave me. I ask my self. It seems the seasons are changing yet again. A new leave to turn over. A new story to write. A new begining. Time to see what else is in this world. So good bye my old home... And hello to the world...
Among the chaos of her life. ~ past, present and thoughts ~ The personal journal of one Viviane Masukami
Thursday, August 28, 2014
Tuesday, April 15, 2014
Just some random thoughts
Life always holds a lot of questions… Questions we don’t always have the answer to. Or questions that we find others have the answer to.
“To every thing there is a season, and time to every purpose under the heaven:A time to be born, and a time to die; a time to plant, and a time to pluck up that which is planted;A time to kill, and a time to heal;... a time to break down, and a time to build up;A time to weep, and a time to laugh; a time to mourn, and a time to dance;A time to cast away stones, and a time to gather stones together; a time to embrace and a time to refrain from
embracing;A time to get, and a time to lose; a time to keep, and a time to cast away;A time to rend, and a time to sew; a time to keep silence, and a time to speak;A time to love, and a time to hate; a time of war, and a time of peace.” – Bible
Yes I know its not often where I go and quote a bible… But today it seemed fitting… I once was told that there is a love for every season… A season for young love, as season for the love of comfort and security, love for romance and passion and lastly the season of love of a lifetime ending. Things change through time… Time changes everything. We don’t necessarily have to give up one to have the other. People come people go. Just because someone you loved is gone doesn’t mean you aren’t allowed to love again. Some people are lucky and have more then one great loves in their life’s… Some only have one. It doesn’t matter. It doesn’t change what we felt for them. It doesn’t change the intensity of that fire or the heat of the passion behind it. Life happens it happens every second we are breathing. Every heart beat we take. We are never as old as we are now and never as young as we were a moment ago. We are in constant change.
“Soul mates are blessed with a grand awakening of souls where they undergo a kind of romantic evolution. They unknowingly help each other heal their past in the process of loving each other. They appreciate each others uniqueness and cherish their divine union for an entire lifetime….”Aarti Khurana
Our souls often long for something or someone else. I believe that there is something invisible that connects us.
“An invisible red thread connects those who are destined to meet, regardless of time, place, or circumstance. The thread may stretch or tangle, but it will never break.”
I believe that no matter what happens in life that the little red string tied around a finger is connected to my other half. Just like i believe that everyone else has that red string of fate. But as I said, I believe also that some may also have more then one person tied to that string. We all have our great love/loves of our lives. That can never be helped. It’s just a matter of if we wish to open our eyes and see it. If we wish to see it. If we don’t close our eyes and turn away from it. It is our unavoidable truth. It is there. the light in the dark. It can be tiny or it can be brutally bright to the point it’s overwhelming. But it’s there. A thief in the night…
Soul mates attract each other like magnets. No matter in which part of the world they are they will meet somewhere, some place and somehow because they are destined to meet. There comes a time when their destiny brings them together and a thousand jigsaw pieces will fall into place. Once they meet they unite in an eternal and timeless bond for an entire lifetime…. Aarti Khurana
But alas, things change. Life has to go on we have to evolve in order to survive.
What I am is how I came out. No one’s perfect and you just have to acept your flaws and learn to love yourself. – Kelly Brook
I think all women go through periods where we hate this about ourselves, we don’t like that. It’s great to get to a place where you dismiss anything you’re worried about. I find flaws attravtive. I find scars attractive. -Angelina Jolie
I don’t see myself as beautiful, because I can see a lot of flaws. People have really off opinions. They tell me I’m skinny, as if that’s supposed to make me happy. – Angelina Jolie
I’m hard on myself, so I’m working on shifting perspective towards self-acceptance, with all my flaws and weaknesses. – Gwyneth Paltrow
Be happy with being you. Love your flaws. Own your quirks. And know that you are just as perfect as anyone else, exactly as you are. – Ariana Grande
We do what we do. We live as we live. We are who we are. And no one can take that away from us but us. No one can tell us we can be our self’s but our self’s. No one can change who we are but us. No one can demand anything from you unless you allow them to. Our lives are like a book. The ending is there, it’s just not for us to know just yet. So it’s up to us to live each day one at a time. Take each breath as a blessing never give up the fight. Even if it seems futile. Never let them see how they can easily hurt you. Cause unfortunately sometimes that gives them power…Power over you. Power over what they can do to you. Tears are good. Tears make us human. Just like pain. Happiness and sorrow come hand and hand, you can’t have one with out the other. You sometimes have to learn how to lie before you learn how to tell the truth. Sometimes you have to learn how to hurt before you can learn how to survive. You can have trust with out betrayal. It’s yin and yan. You can never have one with out the other. Doesn’t mean that they will happen at the same time or be from the same person. It just means that they will happen. Life and death. Somethinghas to end for something to begin and something has to end for something to begin… We can never see where it starts or where it ends. It’s just like a triquetra (or in other terms a Celtic knot).
We all seek truths. But what truths we seek are up to us. Some want the truth of life. Some love. Others any truth will do. But we all are seeking a truth that is only known to us. And eventually we may find those truths in our self’s or in others. We also may never find those truths. But we at lest try and we at lest make the effort to do so. But in the end… We are who we are… We love, we have lose, we are all born to die, we are born to live… Its just up to us on how we choice to do so…
~Vivi (or my typist Raven)
“To every thing there is a season, and time to every purpose under the heaven:A time to be born, and a time to die; a time to plant, and a time to pluck up that which is planted;A time to kill, and a time to heal;... a time to break down, and a time to build up;A time to weep, and a time to laugh; a time to mourn, and a time to dance;A time to cast away stones, and a time to gather stones together; a time to embrace and a time to refrain from
embracing;A time to get, and a time to lose; a time to keep, and a time to cast away;A time to rend, and a time to sew; a time to keep silence, and a time to speak;A time to love, and a time to hate; a time of war, and a time of peace.” – Bible
Yes I know its not often where I go and quote a bible… But today it seemed fitting… I once was told that there is a love for every season… A season for young love, as season for the love of comfort and security, love for romance and passion and lastly the season of love of a lifetime ending. Things change through time… Time changes everything. We don’t necessarily have to give up one to have the other. People come people go. Just because someone you loved is gone doesn’t mean you aren’t allowed to love again. Some people are lucky and have more then one great loves in their life’s… Some only have one. It doesn’t matter. It doesn’t change what we felt for them. It doesn’t change the intensity of that fire or the heat of the passion behind it. Life happens it happens every second we are breathing. Every heart beat we take. We are never as old as we are now and never as young as we were a moment ago. We are in constant change.
“Soul mates are blessed with a grand awakening of souls where they undergo a kind of romantic evolution. They unknowingly help each other heal their past in the process of loving each other. They appreciate each others uniqueness and cherish their divine union for an entire lifetime….”Aarti Khurana
Our souls often long for something or someone else. I believe that there is something invisible that connects us.
“An invisible red thread connects those who are destined to meet, regardless of time, place, or circumstance. The thread may stretch or tangle, but it will never break.”
I believe that no matter what happens in life that the little red string tied around a finger is connected to my other half. Just like i believe that everyone else has that red string of fate. But as I said, I believe also that some may also have more then one person tied to that string. We all have our great love/loves of our lives. That can never be helped. It’s just a matter of if we wish to open our eyes and see it. If we wish to see it. If we don’t close our eyes and turn away from it. It is our unavoidable truth. It is there. the light in the dark. It can be tiny or it can be brutally bright to the point it’s overwhelming. But it’s there. A thief in the night…
Soul mates attract each other like magnets. No matter in which part of the world they are they will meet somewhere, some place and somehow because they are destined to meet. There comes a time when their destiny brings them together and a thousand jigsaw pieces will fall into place. Once they meet they unite in an eternal and timeless bond for an entire lifetime…. Aarti Khurana
But alas, things change. Life has to go on we have to evolve in order to survive.
What I am is how I came out. No one’s perfect and you just have to acept your flaws and learn to love yourself. – Kelly Brook
I think all women go through periods where we hate this about ourselves, we don’t like that. It’s great to get to a place where you dismiss anything you’re worried about. I find flaws attravtive. I find scars attractive. -Angelina Jolie
I don’t see myself as beautiful, because I can see a lot of flaws. People have really off opinions. They tell me I’m skinny, as if that’s supposed to make me happy. – Angelina Jolie
I’m hard on myself, so I’m working on shifting perspective towards self-acceptance, with all my flaws and weaknesses. – Gwyneth Paltrow
Be happy with being you. Love your flaws. Own your quirks. And know that you are just as perfect as anyone else, exactly as you are. – Ariana Grande
We do what we do. We live as we live. We are who we are. And no one can take that away from us but us. No one can tell us we can be our self’s but our self’s. No one can change who we are but us. No one can demand anything from you unless you allow them to. Our lives are like a book. The ending is there, it’s just not for us to know just yet. So it’s up to us to live each day one at a time. Take each breath as a blessing never give up the fight. Even if it seems futile. Never let them see how they can easily hurt you. Cause unfortunately sometimes that gives them power…Power over you. Power over what they can do to you. Tears are good. Tears make us human. Just like pain. Happiness and sorrow come hand and hand, you can’t have one with out the other. You sometimes have to learn how to lie before you learn how to tell the truth. Sometimes you have to learn how to hurt before you can learn how to survive. You can have trust with out betrayal. It’s yin and yan. You can never have one with out the other. Doesn’t mean that they will happen at the same time or be from the same person. It just means that they will happen. Life and death. Somethinghas to end for something to begin and something has to end for something to begin… We can never see where it starts or where it ends. It’s just like a triquetra (or in other terms a Celtic knot).
We all seek truths. But what truths we seek are up to us. Some want the truth of life. Some love. Others any truth will do. But we all are seeking a truth that is only known to us. And eventually we may find those truths in our self’s or in others. We also may never find those truths. But we at lest try and we at lest make the effort to do so. But in the end… We are who we are… We love, we have lose, we are all born to die, we are born to live… Its just up to us on how we choice to do so…
~Vivi (or my typist Raven)
Sunday, March 9, 2014
Trust the "unseen"
Vivi sat quietly at her desk pen tapping her lower lip in time with the grandfather clock that stood off to her right. Blank pages laid across the table in front of her waiting patiently for some form of strocks to come across them but at the moment nothing could come to her almost blank mind. Lately her mind felt more cluttered then normal. Almost as though instead of just her normal thoughts and the normal connection she held with her other half and his sibling she felt as though somewhere, somewhere braided deep. Deep in the darkest corner of her mind that something was there. Something she just couldn't place her finger on. And occasionally she felt the urge lately to just skip. Her noes twitched at the very thought, skipping, something she had never done to her knowledge so why would she want to do it now. And from that dark corner she could swear she herd laughing. Sighing she shook her head and set to her daily duties of putting pen to paper. Or so she had planed to till from somewhere to the left and behind her she herd a giggle. Turning sharply hand raised to snap at who ever it be she was greeted with nothing, nothing but the books that lined the walls. Narrowing her eyes she took a deep breath and slammed her pen down on the desk and stood having had enough of her inability to concentrate she moved to leave the room and head to her own bedroom. But as she pasted some of the mirrors on the walls she swore she could see something else in the mirrors other then just her reflection. Stopping at the third she turned to look at it. Her vision blurred for a moment and after blinking a few times she could see what she thought was her self but was clearly not her. This version had her hair up in pig tails the tips died and had makeup on. "Who?" She asked, "you." Was its only answer. Narrowing her eyes at her own reflection she herd the one behind her giggle, "I am you, sweety. And I'm bored. So let us have some tea." Her eyes widen for a moment before her knees gave out and then all went black. She came to moments later her back ageist the wall a warm liquid coming from her forehead slowly crept down her face reaching up with her right hand she whipped at it only to remove her hand and realize it to be blood. Looking around the floor around her were pieces of various sizes and shapes of the poor mirror that had once been whole above her head. And as she looked into the pieces she could see the figure smiling back at her, "Another time, sweets. Another time for tea." Then just as soon as she had seen the figure it vanished, shaking her head she stood and placed her hand on her head to stop the bleeding before making her way to the bathroom, "that's it, no more listing to them. All these years and I'm finally going off my rocker, it's all their fault. I just know it, one of them is up to their tricks again..." After cleaning the cut and bandaging it, along with cleaning up the mess she had made with the mirror she laid down for bed, but just as she closed her eyes she herd the giggle again, "tick tock goes the clock, and then we will be free to have tea. Tick tock goes the clock, and we will be me..."
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