Live Like There's No Tomorrow

Most people tend to remember the significance of time in a dangerous or urgent situation.  They realize that the only way that ‘time’ exists is in the reality that there is not enough of it.  There is never enough time in these moments of life and death.  How can there be?  When the possibility of an end stares us right in the eye, what is there to think about besides time?  What is there to remind ourselves of other than the fact that we suddenly might not have those extra hours we talked about earlier, or that idea of tomorrow that sounded so great this morning?

They say your life flashes before your eyes when you’re about to die but do you ever wonder if that also happens when someone you love is the person dying?  And instead of your life flashing before your eyes, it’s your life with that person?  Whatever the answer is, it all comes to the same conclusion.

There should have been more time.  We should have spent more time doing this with that person, or doing this with another person.  We should have spent more time saying these words or loving these moments.  We should have spent more time living to the last hour of the day.  We should have spent more time living like time was running out.  All those sentences have something in common; the idea of more time.

Unfortunately, it is one of those things that we’ll always long for, but never truly obtain.

You Are Surfer

I have learned that life is a lot like surfing.  I know I have no experience in surfing but I have see those sport like a million time in television or right in front of my two eyes.  When you get caught in the impact zone, you need to get right back up because you never know what is over the next wave.  You will be struggling, fighting with wave all over again. You will be lost hopes but if you have faith, anything is possible.  Anything at all.

 That is how life is.  You fall like a million times. Maybe you have lost yourself in way to find it, maybe you have lost a faith in life or fall into a darken world, maybe your boyfriend/girlfriend cheated on you or you’re just lost someone important or something important in your life…  I don’t know.  I really don’t because god has a different plan for each of us but I know it was not an easy task for each of you, right?

I don’t know why terrible thing happens to us sometimes but I have to believe that something good is going to come out of this.  I don’t know what that is.  I really wish I did. 

But I wanted to tell you all this – that I don’t be sorry for compassion.  I don’t feel sorry for each of you because I believe whatever causes you crying, I know it can move you to do amazing thing and it can help you get a new perspective.

If you are a strong one, you will never giving up – you ready to get right back up to the surface to face another wave, another impact, another challenge in your life.  Then, maybe… no, definitely you will meet with anything that you have been desired for your entire life.  Anything is possible.

But if you’re afraid to swimming up, paddle up to the surface, and then you’ll miss everything.  Everything in life is temporary.  So, if things are going good, enjoy it because it won’t last forever and if things are going bad, don’t worry – it won’t last forever either.

So ever lost faith, Surfer.

Sincerely,

Sarasota Josept (O.Tweedledumb)

Fight For Now But Never Forever

It was funny how peoples tried to hid something but I ended up seeing things that beyond of their own imagination.  And they were have no idea how that I actually living a life that they previously failed of and yet they still blamed on each other without even wanted to pointed their own fingers to themselves.

It was clear as crystal, from where I stand now that everyone was to blame.

And now, here I was still standing here holding up the roof so it doesn’t have to fall.  With all the strength and energy I had left, I will fight to my last breath because believe me; I couldn’t want to see my own life falling apart like them.  They were my lesson because I know it can be repeat again if I’m careless.  If you’re careless.

I don’t know if you can see things the way I do but I’d pray you will.  Because if you didn’t, then you will be always continue what they had been done.  And I, of course I will be breaking.  Maybe not now, not tomorrow but it will be because I couldn’t fight it anymore. Couldn’t fight it for the rest of my life.

For now, I settled by telling myself that ‘a lifetime is a long time but I could do it with you, easily.’  For now, I still with my armor, ready to fight.  For me and for you.

2013

Goodbye 2012.  Thank you for the memories.

 

2013

Another 12 months, 52 weeks, 356 days, 8760 hours, 525600 minutes and 3153600 seconds of heartbreaks, progress and new experiences.