Trying To Be True To My Word

The most important thing in life is integrity, remaining
faithful and true to our convictions, choices and decisions
regarding the meaning of life, every religion and moral
system have their adherents - but few are true to the
ethics and morality preached

Integrity makes us steadfast and honest: no need to tell any-
one to what religion we belong or whether we are atheists,
let us just live life, let others listen to our words and observe
our behaviour: the only thing people remember in the end is
how we made them feel

When we keep our promises and never steal, we make people
feel happy and secure, when we show love by helping others
realise their dreams and light up with true delight on seeing
prosperity increase in life, we are happy because we enable
others to be joyful also

Thank you to everyone who made me feel good, responding
with a smile when I made a joke, keeping appointments, re-
plying to my emails, listening to my songs; who preached
and performed in order to teach and improve, thank you to
all who allowed me

To help them improve also, by trying to teach I learned so
much, trying to be true to my word I realised how serious
my shortcomings and how I can work on them…

14 July 2013

More Things Are Going Right

Focus, focus, focus, sharpen ability to focus, extract myself
from an overwhelming sense of confusion, directly confront
problems as challenges to be overcome by using logic and
common sense, complete the projects waiting on my desk

Knowing magic is ready to assist our own attempts at con-
fronting the routines in the life of those seeking wisdom,
lift off looking down from above to realise how small and
unimportant the little things that cause pain in the heart

Cherishing the thought that our thoughts and words create
our reality, stories are the most important thing in life, we
think up the plot and fulfil our own prophecies, no dream
is too improbable; let me create a story for tomorrow

Decide how this official will turn her eyes inside to tune her
thoughts to the positive wavelength which broadcasts ideas
for creating a cheerful atmosphere, no matter how much is
wrong in the world since many more things are going right

Sunday Night 14 July 2013

Makes Me Feel So Strange

Got to be depressed in order to do my best,
on my way down, stuck between nowhere
and nothing, not hitting rock bottom and the
documents make me shudder; cannot gather
my wits, press them into the boring aperture
offered by translating the words of another,
don’t want to go to bed because time will pass
so much faster and I’m scared of Monday

It is imperative to finish work projects but every
time I look at them I feel like running away, how
to overcome this psychological block, sitting up
tonight waiting to become depressed enough to
tackle reams of meaningless words, the contrast
between my sedentary life and the exciting, chal-
lenging life of my sis makes me feel so strange -
why is it so difficult to be myself?

Saturday 13 July 2013

Everybody Would Be Right (REVISED)

I give up on communication, information not my vocation
everyone lives in their own universe; talking about it does
not bring understanding so communication usually fails, it
is only afterwards, reading their words, studying their lives,
analysing their attitudes that we make sense of anything –

And then our insights are coloured by our own perspectives,
the perceptions our own views and opinions. Once again it
is only a relative opinion and it may changes at any time –
influenced by our experience, our reading and thinking

Information carried in our minds is determined by what
we’ve seen and heard recently so it is quite unique; no
wonder teachers insist that pupils reply to questions in
the teacher’s own words – thus excluding each pupil’s
uniqueness of insight as that would lead to confusion –

Since everyone would be uniquely right!

Saturday 13 July 2013

The Arabic song (REVISED)

We’ve got Wifi you said; to get away from your ubiquitous
rugby I watch Bedknobs And Broomsticks instead, but now
it is ME causing OUR Internet connection to be slow. You
watch your amazing sport, men fighting each other, and
I listen to melodic alphabet songs in Arabic

But WE have unlimited Internet connection with a CLAUSE;
if we use up a certain amount it reverts to slow speed so
we are caused to commit suicide – I go out, marching, you
made an empty promise – “Oh, we shall have UNLIMITED
Internet connection”, only afterwards the snag is revealed

Thank you very much, this means it is NOT unlimited, thank
you so very, very much; for me there’ll be no more listening
to Arabic song…

Saturday 13 July 2013

Love I Was Too Blind To See (REVISED)

As part of her welfare job my sis searched for homeless old
people – found an abandoned old lady who’s been working
at the post office, sorting letters for thirty years and sis
organised a welfare grant for her, bought the lady clothes
from her own pocket and rode her scooter all the way to
the State Hospital to visit the lady

While I was concerned with my sis’ tone of voice, harsh
and exasperated – not realising she was tired and over-
worked; without a car she had to ride everywhere on that
slow scooter, caring for the aged – and I was concerned
about sis’ lack of respect for my person, unaware that her
hard life made her impervious to convention

I was wrong yet again, repeating the mistake of my youth,
confusing refinement with integrity and love, looking at
appearances instead of morality and ethics – now my sis is
a saint in my eyes – I confess to being guilty of judging her
with superficial criteria, never shall I repeat this mistake
again, from now on I shall write her value

On the tables of my heart and remember her goodness and
the love she has shown me - the love I was too blind to see

Saturday 13 July 2013


[The secret of the Wings - I chose this as the picture for my
blogspot because Tinker Bell discovered her twin sister -
Periwinkle - and they could rejuvenate each other, cure each
other's wounds - their wings - and this is how I feel about my
twin sis right now, she went to such trouble to keep me in her
life while I did not realise the love she had for me - so I must
be Periwinkle, frozen in winter for ever...]

Everything Is Changed

The past was experienced differently by everyone,
talking about it led to the discovery we all went back
and changed our memories of our various pasts also
so communication about shared events becomes
impossible, everything is different once again

Expressing my opinion led straight to a controversial
reference point in the splitting of our universes, maybe
following the same rules in adapting memories to suit
present ease would make it easier to enjoy a family
reunion, but I do not want to let go of my own

Version as it contains my observation, reflection and
all the lessons which make it possible to change my
behaviour to obtain different results, the best policy
is to accept that everyone has a right to their unique
opinion, fights only ensue when we pursue

Our own truth in conflict with that of another – and
give up on communication, a much overrated
activity, at any rate…

11 July 2013