30.6.09

soundtrack of me - DRIVE


Sometimes, I feel the fear of uncertainty stinging clear
And I can't help but ask myself how much I let the fear
Take the wheel and steer
It's driven me before
And it seems to have a vague, haunting mass appeal
But lately I'm beginning to find that I
Should be the one behind the wheel

Whatever tomorrow brings, I'll be there
With open arms and open eyes yeah

Whatever tomorrow brings, I'll be there
I'll be there

So if I decide to waiver my chance to be one of the hive
Will I choose water over wine and hold my own and drive?
It's driven me before
And it seems to be the way that everyone else gets around
But lately I'm beginning to find that
When I drive myself my light is found

Whatever tomorrow brings, I'll be there
With open arms and open eyes yeah

Whatever tomorrow brings, I'll be there
I'll be there

Would you choose water over wine
Hold the wheel and drive

Whatever tomorrow brings, I'll be there
With open arms and open eyes yeah

Whatever tomorrow brings, I'll be there
I'll be there




- incubus.2001.Make Yourself.drive

love lessons



“When an emotional injury takes place,

The body begins a process
As natural as the healing
Of a physical wound

Let the process happen.
Trust that nature
Will do the healing.

Know that the pain will pass,
And, when it passes
You will be stronger;
Happier, more sensitive and aware.”


There was this girl who always dreamed of having someone…someone to hold…someone to lean on…someone to love… and someone to share the rest of her days with.

Then suddenly out of nowhere, someone came along…someone that made her life worth living for…someone that made her feel complete…they were lost in their own world…staring deeply into each others eyes…sharing laughter and tears…but it didn’t end there. They had so many memories to look back on…through letters, to pictures, to trials and tribulations…nothing could tear them apart…till fate stepped in. There was the girl, lying on the ground crying in a river of tears…”How could this happen? How could her only love deceive her, was the love she gave him not enough? What did she do wrong?

Then she stopped crying, wiped the last tear on her cheek and asked help from above…and soon she began to realize that after awhile a person will learn the subtle difference between holding a hand and chaining a soul, then she will learn that love doesn’t mean leaning and company doesn’t mean security, and then she learns that kisses aren’t contracts and presents aren’t promises, and finally she would begin to accept her defeats with her head up and her eyes open, with the grace of an adult, not the grief of a child, then she would learn that even sunshine burns if you get too much… so the girl finally decided to plant her own garden and decorate her own soul, instead of waiting for someone to bring her flowers, she then told herself, I can endure, I am strong. I have worth.

Well you see life is trial and error, we win some we lose some, but through it all we learn to accept, to forgive, and to have the courage to say… life goes on.

written by Don Puno