Betelgeuse_Lear
A Stranger in a Strange Land Longing For Home
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You ask me who I am.I answer with my name.You give an expression that speaks of discontent.Surely I can tell you more things other than my name.I keep quiet, thinking. Who am I?, I wonder. I am an entity that is part of Creation.A child of the Maker.
Age: 19
Age: 19
Gender: F
Location: Pearl of the Orient
Favorite Quote:: We are all strangers in a strange land longing for home but not quite knowing what or where home is.We glimpse it sometimes in our dreams,or as we turn a corner,and suddenly there is a strange,sweet familiarity that vanishes almost as soon as it comes-M.L
Simple joys:: Stars, panda bears, vanilla ice cream, pizza, a soft pillow to hug, the night sky, the clear, blue, daylight sky, butterflies, dragonflies, kittens, dogs, reading, rainbow, walking on the grass on a breezy day, pretty stickers, PS, good books & movies etc
Authors that rock: : Madeleine L'engle, Lois Lowry, C.S. Lewis, J.R.R. Tolkien, Shel Silverstein, J.K. Rowling, Sir Arthur Conan Doyle, Edward Lear, Lemony Snicket, Lewis Caroll, Janice Miller, Roald Dahl
Delights in listening to the music of:: Enya, Gregorian Chant, Nobou Uematsu, John Williams, Howard Shore, Kenny G, Greenday, Disney songs, Kelly Clarkson, Vivaldi, and a lot more
Some of my favorite poems:: Trees by Joyce Kilmer, Stopping by the woods in a snowy evening by Robert Frost, my dreams, my works, must wait till after hell by gwendolyn brooks, Daffodils by William Wordsworth, All things bright and beautiful
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Kakulangan, Kadiliman, Liwanag
Posted 3/21/2007 9:47:39 AM
Minsan madarama mo na nilalamon ka ng kadiliman
Minsan madarama mo na nahuhulog ka sa bangin ng kapaitan
Nasaan na nga ba ang liwanag at ang daan
Bakit bagsik ng galit and aking nararamdaman?
Kulang pa ang panaginip upang maibsan ang aking kabaliwan
Sukdulan na ang kasalanan ko sa sarili at sa kalangitan
Ang isip ay nagdulot ng kayraming kahibangan
Tahimik na nagdurusa itong naliligaw na nilalang sa kalawakan.
Ngunit sa bawat patak ng luha'y may nagbabalik na isang gunita
At isinusulat muli sa aking alaala na ako'y hindi nag-iisa
Huwag limutan ang maliliwanag na bituin ng iyong buhay
Mga biyaya na sa kadiliman ay hahawakan ang iyong kamay.
Tunay ngang mahirap mahanap ang sarili
Susubukan ka ng maraming pagkukunwari
Lumilipas ang maraming sandali
Sa huli ay malalaman mo na sa paghahanap ay may pagkakamali.
Hindi sa mundo makikita ang sarili
Tumingala ka at masdan ang kalangitan
Hindi mo ba nadarama na ang kahulugan ay matatagpuan
Sa naglalang ng mga planeta at ng mga karagatan?
Nariyan ang Kadiliman, hihigupin ka sa kanyang kalaliman
Ngunit kaya ba nito ang tindi ng liwanag ng Katotohanan
Na nagmumula sa puso at sa paniniwalang kahit kailan man
Ang sinasabihan ng panalangin ay magpapadala ng kaligtasan.
... nilathala ni Betelgeuse_Lear sa oras ng kalungkutan at malalim na pag-iisip...
Posted 3/21/2007 9:47:39 AM
Minsan madarama mo na nilalamon ka ng kadiliman
Minsan madarama mo na nahuhulog ka sa bangin ng kapaitan
Nasaan na nga ba ang liwanag at ang daan
Bakit bagsik ng galit and aking nararamdaman?
Kulang pa ang panaginip upang maibsan ang aking kabaliwan
Sukdulan na ang kasalanan ko sa sarili at sa kalangitan
Ang isip ay nagdulot ng kayraming kahibangan
Tahimik na nagdurusa itong naliligaw na nilalang sa kalawakan.
Ngunit sa bawat patak ng luha'y may nagbabalik na isang gunita
At isinusulat muli sa aking alaala na ako'y hindi nag-iisa
Huwag limutan ang maliliwanag na bituin ng iyong buhay
Mga biyaya na sa kadiliman ay hahawakan ang iyong kamay.
Tunay ngang mahirap mahanap ang sarili
Susubukan ka ng maraming pagkukunwari
Lumilipas ang maraming sandali
Sa huli ay malalaman mo na sa paghahanap ay may pagkakamali.
Hindi sa mundo makikita ang sarili
Tumingala ka at masdan ang kalangitan
Hindi mo ba nadarama na ang kahulugan ay matatagpuan
Sa naglalang ng mga planeta at ng mga karagatan?
Nariyan ang Kadiliman, hihigupin ka sa kanyang kalaliman
Ngunit kaya ba nito ang tindi ng liwanag ng Katotohanan
Na nagmumula sa puso at sa paniniwalang kahit kailan man
Ang sinasabihan ng panalangin ay magpapadala ng kaligtasan.
... nilathala ni Betelgeuse_Lear sa oras ng kalungkutan at malalim na pag-iisip...
Frightening visions - the dark abyss
Posted 3/13/2007 9:48:21 AM
Frightening visions - the dark abyss
A pit of fury, a hole of wrath
Incantations that destroy, a void that seeps all light
Lost in a night with missing stars
A sad poetry written by flames of doubt;
And pierced be the icicles of guilt - the tablet.
A note to the traveler: beware of the deity of hate
Lest you wish to shatter into a million shards,
Pray, be vigilant of the desires of your heart.
Time is the judge, the heavens are the watchers,
The comet will strike and finish all your laughter.
Child of weak faith, strengthen your resolve
Learn to be true to the deity of light.
The roads of destruction are paved
Walk it not, a choice is given, there's a glimmer of hope.
See thy comrades as shining stars
Their songs resonate the golden truth
You who was lost in a place of confusion
Can now return to the palace of your youth...
...A poem written during a state of 'unwellness', a moment of sadness. Words just flowed. A Stream of consciousness... Writing can really relieve one of heavy, negative feelings. Now I would like to figure out what this piece means...
"Deity of hate and darkness, with the Deity of Light giving me strength, I condemn you into oblivion."
Dear Lord, please forgive me.
Posted 3/13/2007 9:48:21 AM
Frightening visions - the dark abyss
A pit of fury, a hole of wrath
Incantations that destroy, a void that seeps all light
Lost in a night with missing stars
A sad poetry written by flames of doubt;
And pierced be the icicles of guilt - the tablet.
A note to the traveler: beware of the deity of hate
Lest you wish to shatter into a million shards,
Pray, be vigilant of the desires of your heart.
Time is the judge, the heavens are the watchers,
The comet will strike and finish all your laughter.
Child of weak faith, strengthen your resolve
Learn to be true to the deity of light.
The roads of destruction are paved
Walk it not, a choice is given, there's a glimmer of hope.
See thy comrades as shining stars
Their songs resonate the golden truth
You who was lost in a place of confusion
Can now return to the palace of your youth...
...A poem written during a state of 'unwellness', a moment of sadness. Words just flowed. A Stream of consciousness... Writing can really relieve one of heavy, negative feelings. Now I would like to figure out what this piece means...
"Deity of hate and darkness, with the Deity of Light giving me strength, I condemn you into oblivion."
Dear Lord, please forgive me.
Rainbow bubbles burst forth from her mouth
Posted 3/12/2007 8:40:58 PM
Quoting dreams, telling tales
Rainbow bubbles burst forth from her mouth -
Tiny fragile spheres of hope
Floating to bring good tidings
To all who have anchored to despair.
Posted 3/12/2007 8:40:58 PM
Quoting dreams, telling tales
Rainbow bubbles burst forth from her mouth -
Tiny fragile spheres of hope
Floating to bring good tidings
To all who have anchored to despair.
Failing Faith
Posted 3/11/2007 2:19:34 AM
'What is faith?' the inquisitor asked.
I was left stuttering, articulating is quite a difficult task.
Fear and pride veiled what my mind knows,
Time deemed me a fool, I am an avaricious ghost
I greed for praise, for greatness, for glory
Forgetting that the truth is more than a majestic symphony.
It is not a staircase to elevate the self
It is more than a scholarly test
It is a trial of the mind, a testing of convictions
Do you truly believe? What does your mind understand?
Or is your head as hollow as an empty can?
And your heart far from honesty and truth?
Is your spirit lost? Do you seek the good?
I would have done well if I was true.
My belief in God must grow
A childish faith is no help at all.
The challenge now: die of your old self or fall.
Posted 3/11/2007 2:19:34 AM
'What is faith?' the inquisitor asked.
I was left stuttering, articulating is quite a difficult task.
Fear and pride veiled what my mind knows,
Time deemed me a fool, I am an avaricious ghost
I greed for praise, for greatness, for glory
Forgetting that the truth is more than a majestic symphony.
It is not a staircase to elevate the self
It is more than a scholarly test
It is a trial of the mind, a testing of convictions
Do you truly believe? What does your mind understand?
Or is your head as hollow as an empty can?
And your heart far from honesty and truth?
Is your spirit lost? Do you seek the good?
I would have done well if I was true.
My belief in God must grow
A childish faith is no help at all.
The challenge now: die of your old self or fall.
The tales the sky sings to me
Posted 2/28/2007 4:40:14 AM
It's a beautiful day for poems. :)
Atop the hill I always go,
I could see the clouds going to and fro
As they welcome the lonely sunset,
The sun hides in Phoebus' closet,
I am left entranced and quiet.
What a spark of joy this moment beholds
More stories in front of my eyes unfold
The tales the sky sings to me
Backdropped by hues of richness and glory
Is a marvelous never-ending story.
For once I thought I could never get away
from the venomous spell of things far from day
But here in peace enraptured
In my mind plays a great adventure,
To another world I'll venture.
n_n ~brimming with hope this beautiful day
Posted 2/28/2007 4:40:14 AM
It's a beautiful day for poems. :)
Atop the hill I always go,
I could see the clouds going to and fro
As they welcome the lonely sunset,
The sun hides in Phoebus' closet,
I am left entranced and quiet.
What a spark of joy this moment beholds
More stories in front of my eyes unfold
The tales the sky sings to me
Backdropped by hues of richness and glory
Is a marvelous never-ending story.
For once I thought I could never get away
from the venomous spell of things far from day
But here in peace enraptured
In my mind plays a great adventure,
To another world I'll venture.
n_n ~brimming with hope this beautiful day
Joy and flight
Posted 2/23/2007 8:13:40 AM
I feel joy. A smile has touched my heart and my spirit is at peace. I do love surprises. God's surprises are the most amazing ones in the entire universe! n_n
For me such a small happening means something, means a lot. That which has happened this day affirmed my hope. Though I am a bit sad that the time for it passed by so quickly, the good I perceived surpasses that.
Still there's a little bit of sadness left in me - for things not done, for words not said.
What can I do to express my gratefulness? What did I do to receive such blessing, such granting of a wish?
Lord, my heart tells me that I should be thankful...and I am. It's queer really, what I feel now. That thing may mean nothing but why am I convinced it means something.
The child in me has awakened once again. All I want to do now is fly.
:)
Posted 2/23/2007 8:13:40 AM
I feel joy. A smile has touched my heart and my spirit is at peace. I do love surprises. God's surprises are the most amazing ones in the entire universe! n_n
For me such a small happening means something, means a lot. That which has happened this day affirmed my hope. Though I am a bit sad that the time for it passed by so quickly, the good I perceived surpasses that.
Still there's a little bit of sadness left in me - for things not done, for words not said.
What can I do to express my gratefulness? What did I do to receive such blessing, such granting of a wish?
Lord, my heart tells me that I should be thankful...and I am. It's queer really, what I feel now. That thing may mean nothing but why am I convinced it means something.
The child in me has awakened once again. All I want to do now is fly.
:)
The most peculiar moron
Posted 2/20/2007 8:31:12 AM
Me.
Maybe you are too.
You just don't know it yet.
Haha.
Scream. And insanity will go away.
Sing. And the world will end.
Dot. Dot. Dot. I've wasted your time.
Posted 2/20/2007 8:31:12 AM
Me.
Maybe you are too.
You just don't know it yet.
Haha.
Scream. And insanity will go away.
Sing. And the world will end.
Dot. Dot. Dot. I've wasted your time.
nada nada feeling nothing?
Posted 2/20/2007 8:26:36 AM
What do you call the feeling between happiness and sadness? Between cheerfulness and loneliness? Between satisfaction and regret? I am caught in the middle of these emotions. I don't know what to feel. Yet somehow, I think I feel both of these pairs at the same time. It's odd really. I just feel them. There seems to be no reason behind these emotions. They just crawl up my chest and make me aware that there is such a word called feeling.
My head aches.
So does my heart.
My soul? Not quite sure.
Strange.
Posted 2/20/2007 8:26:36 AM
What do you call the feeling between happiness and sadness? Between cheerfulness and loneliness? Between satisfaction and regret? I am caught in the middle of these emotions. I don't know what to feel. Yet somehow, I think I feel both of these pairs at the same time. It's odd really. I just feel them. There seems to be no reason behind these emotions. They just crawl up my chest and make me aware that there is such a word called feeling.
My head aches.
So does my heart.
My soul? Not quite sure.
Strange.
Painting emotions on the multicolored arc
Posted 2/15/2007 6:39:26 AM
One moment I was contemplating quietly about the feelings that flood me, the next minute words flowed down on paper:
how do you paint your emotions across the rainbow?
with a magical brush?
or with your own hands?
can it be done with my own voice?
i'll hum about the colors my heart likes to see,
or sing about the colors that fills me with true glee.
for i have no jars of paint to use
i've spilled them all down the edge of the world,
hoping to see a more wonderful earth.
a planet bathed in true colors, radiating the amazing dimensions of light,
no evil darkness to eat up the white
and the blue and the silver and other rainbow hues.
precious to me, these things are:
truly, color is a miracle of sight.
i'm so glad i'm able to see the pretty colors God has prepared for me, for humanity.
and so my emotions shall remain here in my heart,
and my eyes will burst into tears whenever i behold
the multicolored arc of promise and hope...
Posted 2/15/2007 6:39:26 AM
One moment I was contemplating quietly about the feelings that flood me, the next minute words flowed down on paper:
how do you paint your emotions across the rainbow?
with a magical brush?
or with your own hands?
can it be done with my own voice?
i'll hum about the colors my heart likes to see,
or sing about the colors that fills me with true glee.
for i have no jars of paint to use
i've spilled them all down the edge of the world,
hoping to see a more wonderful earth.
a planet bathed in true colors, radiating the amazing dimensions of light,
no evil darkness to eat up the white
and the blue and the silver and other rainbow hues.
precious to me, these things are:
truly, color is a miracle of sight.
i'm so glad i'm able to see the pretty colors God has prepared for me, for humanity.
and so my emotions shall remain here in my heart,
and my eyes will burst into tears whenever i behold
the multicolored arc of promise and hope...
Love's Time
Posted 2/14/2007 9:50:14 AM
There is an appointed time for everything,
and a time for every affair under the heavens:
A time to be born, and a time to die;
a time to plant, and a time to uproot a plant.
Ecclesiastes 3:1-2
Perhaps there is also a time for love, as most people say. The love which I speak of is the one that touches two human beings and draws their souls or spirits close to each other in a special kind of way. Joy and beauty is felt. To be enraptured in real love is one of the most, if not the most, wonderful, life-affirming experience. It offers a glimpse to eternity. Indeed, it is in love's nature to be eternal. Our finite beings may not be able to experience infinite love in this temporal realm but it has been there long before the universe was born. And it was love that formed the stars, created the heavens, painted the earth. The Creator being so full of love, indeed love is His very essence, has given away love to us little creatures of the cosmos.
I've noticed I've been straying from my first thought. Love may be eternal but there is a right place in time where it begins. For two different people, it is a blessing, a gift, almost like magic when love comes to them and intertwines their lives.
It is an amazing moment when at one point your head and spirit is so focused on pursuing something or you're just trying to get along this river of life then suddenly you've been possesed by this strong emotion, a strange, ethereal state of being which could be defined as love. Suddenly nothing will never be the same again, it seems, when you have completely fallen.
In the beginning love seems to be a vile creature, shaking your peaceful world, altering your focus, implanting in you what seems to be a never-ending longing or yearning. But in fact it has just awakened in you this innate trait of human beings to transcend everything and seek for what is beyond, what is more. If it grows, the desire to love, to give love, to make another person feel that no matter what sort of being he/she is you will be always present to care, magnifies in strength. And then you begin to learn and understand a multitude of things, truths which can enlighten you about life, this world, and maybe the realm beyond. If it matures, and you along with it, you begin to discover what is truly important, what we are meant to become, what the Highest being calls fo us to do. Love, in its true form, leads to the discovery of truth and everything positive there is in life. It is true that there will be hardships along the way but when love is real, bitterness will never triumph, doors will not be opened to hate, darkness will be transformed to light. Of course whatever sort of love, love for family, friends, neighbors, special someone, is directed towards the good.
How then will you know when the right time for love has arrived? How will you know when the one who is to be your special companion in this road of life is finally close to you? I cannot give an answer. I have never been in love myself. But perhaps when you know that it will prevail and it has profoundly changed or will change you into a better person, then it must be the time to love a certain someone.
Why do I deal with this theme anyway? Obviously, it is the day of hearts. If you have noticed a great deal of naiveness in my little reflection, forgive me for I am only seventeen. I may know nothing. And before I did not expend energy and time to think about love. I treated romantic love particularly as a trivial thing. Perhaps the mushiness of some movies or stories has turned me off. At times I would just like to throw tomatoes at the TV screen for some odd reason. But lately I have been encountering readings, films, stories which echoed beautiful truths about love. I still do not fully understand the deeper dimensions of love. I shall comprehend someday. Oh well it ends here. Happy Valentine's day!
Posted 2/14/2007 9:50:14 AM
There is an appointed time for everything,
and a time for every affair under the heavens:
A time to be born, and a time to die;
a time to plant, and a time to uproot a plant.
Ecclesiastes 3:1-2
Perhaps there is also a time for love, as most people say. The love which I speak of is the one that touches two human beings and draws their souls or spirits close to each other in a special kind of way. Joy and beauty is felt. To be enraptured in real love is one of the most, if not the most, wonderful, life-affirming experience. It offers a glimpse to eternity. Indeed, it is in love's nature to be eternal. Our finite beings may not be able to experience infinite love in this temporal realm but it has been there long before the universe was born. And it was love that formed the stars, created the heavens, painted the earth. The Creator being so full of love, indeed love is His very essence, has given away love to us little creatures of the cosmos.
I've noticed I've been straying from my first thought. Love may be eternal but there is a right place in time where it begins. For two different people, it is a blessing, a gift, almost like magic when love comes to them and intertwines their lives.
It is an amazing moment when at one point your head and spirit is so focused on pursuing something or you're just trying to get along this river of life then suddenly you've been possesed by this strong emotion, a strange, ethereal state of being which could be defined as love. Suddenly nothing will never be the same again, it seems, when you have completely fallen.
In the beginning love seems to be a vile creature, shaking your peaceful world, altering your focus, implanting in you what seems to be a never-ending longing or yearning. But in fact it has just awakened in you this innate trait of human beings to transcend everything and seek for what is beyond, what is more. If it grows, the desire to love, to give love, to make another person feel that no matter what sort of being he/she is you will be always present to care, magnifies in strength. And then you begin to learn and understand a multitude of things, truths which can enlighten you about life, this world, and maybe the realm beyond. If it matures, and you along with it, you begin to discover what is truly important, what we are meant to become, what the Highest being calls fo us to do. Love, in its true form, leads to the discovery of truth and everything positive there is in life. It is true that there will be hardships along the way but when love is real, bitterness will never triumph, doors will not be opened to hate, darkness will be transformed to light. Of course whatever sort of love, love for family, friends, neighbors, special someone, is directed towards the good.
How then will you know when the right time for love has arrived? How will you know when the one who is to be your special companion in this road of life is finally close to you? I cannot give an answer. I have never been in love myself. But perhaps when you know that it will prevail and it has profoundly changed or will change you into a better person, then it must be the time to love a certain someone.
Why do I deal with this theme anyway? Obviously, it is the day of hearts. If you have noticed a great deal of naiveness in my little reflection, forgive me for I am only seventeen. I may know nothing. And before I did not expend energy and time to think about love. I treated romantic love particularly as a trivial thing. Perhaps the mushiness of some movies or stories has turned me off. At times I would just like to throw tomatoes at the TV screen for some odd reason. But lately I have been encountering readings, films, stories which echoed beautiful truths about love. I still do not fully understand the deeper dimensions of love. I shall comprehend someday. Oh well it ends here. Happy Valentine's day!
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Betelgeuse_Lear
2/15/2007 6:43:23 AM
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jamieiez81
2/14/2007 1:17:04 PM
happy valentine's day!
2/15/2007 6:43:23 AM
n_n
jamieiez81
2/14/2007 1:17:04 PM
happy valentine's day!
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