Open the heart and tne mind will understand

If you saw me for who I am, then you know nothing of me. If you hear me and understand what I mean, then you've gotten nothing from me. If you've caught the gist of my thoughts and feelings, then you've probably caught none, but yourself.

We all seek for someone who understands us. Who sees us for who we are. Who can pick out our likes and dislikes. Someone just like us.

Do such people exist?

The depth of the human soul is immeasurable. Never could you understand your heart no matter how deep you dive into it. So what makes you think that another could understand you better? What would it take for another to comprehend the deep unknown that is your psyche?

To understand the heart of another, takes courage. To comprehend another's behaviour, is to comprehend your heart. But the brain was not made to contain the complexities of the heart. If it was then you'd have no need for a heart, would you? Then again, who's to say that the heart is truly there, right? It might be just another translucent figment of the mind.

Emotions. They confuse and confound us. Our fears, our pride and joy.

Call upon the mind to understand the heart, and all you will do is confuse it. The palace of the heart, is where the mind is the weakest. Follow your thoughts, but when your path is in shadow and your mind is a jumble, listen to the silence in your heart.

The heart has eyes which the brain knows nothing of. - Charles H. Perkhurst

We all face doubts in time. And we rely on others to drag us out of the dark. We look to people with similar beliefs. Constantly searching for someone who like us, feels the same way, or knows what we are feeling. Someone, who could shed light upon the dark path.

Look with you heart, not with your eyes. Only then can you see what's in your soul. Only then too, will you see what's in their soul.

We are all made of stars

"People they come together
People they fall apart
No one can stop us now
'Cause we are all made of stars"
- taken from the song "We are all made of stars" by Moby

Stardust. The true building blocks of life. Within the cloudy remains of supernovae, amidst the bright explosion that is the death of a star, is the creation of the complex elements that is the beginning of life.

Nuclear fusion, the explosive transmutation of elements. From hydrogen, the simplest of all elements, to helium. Each day, hydrogen atoms fuse together within the heart of stars like our sun. With their continual fusion also occurs the release of stored energy as well as stray protons, neutrons and electrons. Creation.

But for nuclear fusion to occur, for the creation of complex matter such as carbon and oxygen, an insane amount of energy is required. The breaking of bonds between nuclei and the fusion of those very same nuclei, calls for a lot of power to be put in.

There is only one place where one can find the creation of these elements occuring. In the stars. In the death of a star, in the explosive end that is a supernova is born an immense cloud of gas called a nebula. And in that cloud of nebula, lies the ingredients for life. Carbon, Oxygen, Helium, Silicon. All the elements that we know and see.

These floating clouds of dust in space, they merge together. They collapse upon each other and in time, form planets. They create new masses of plasma. New suns. New stars. And, in time...new life.

Every single cell in your body, every single atom in ur palm, every imaginable piece of you, was born in the death of a star. In all effects, you are nothing more than the walking corpse of a dead giant. You, are a piece of the stars. As is each and everyone around us.

People they come together
People they fall apart
No one can stop us now
'Cause we are all made of stars

What I've Become

In tears that trickle
Among sobs and laughter
Holding the well of years
Drowning in time


Bitter-sweet age long past
20 years in a flash
Days lost, moments remembered
Brawling with emotions forgot


Standing upon a stone
Finding strength upon a pillar
No man could live alone
Yet love would be a man's killer


Life seems so peaceful
For one who's torn asunder
A smile for every second
A frown under each laughter


It's in your eyes
Holes to the soul
Hiding behind emptiness
The sadness of the self


Under clouds of rain
Looking past the silvery edge
Reaching for the sun
But standing on solid ground


Lookin in your eyes
There I find the strength
The power to hold on
To wither with grace


Callous
That is what every man becomes
Destiny
That is what I am

Tagged....

The "tagged" game...

Rules Of The Game:

1. Post 5 weird / random stuff about yourself.
2. At the end, list the names of 5 people whom you want next to do this, and leave a comment " YOU ARE TAGGED" in their blog and tell them to read your blog for rules.

Normally I'd just ignore this litte game and get on with my life, but since it's a special request...I'll do it.

First random fact of the day:

I am made of star-dust. Yes. I am a being of the stars. I'd explain it all to you, but I'd rather leave that for another entry. Do ask if you really want to know what I mean by that.

Random fact number two:

I may be human, but I'm a gnome at heart. I like the strange, I feel small, I smile and talk more than I really need to, and when I talk, people don't always catch what I mean. It's all a jumble. Yes. I'm a gnome.

Third fact of the day:

I only look good when noone's looking at me. Or at least when I think nobody's looking. When you observe, that's when I transform. Turn into either
1. Someone quiet,
2. Someone nasty,
3. Someone weird or
4. Someone shy

So don't look at me.

Fourth thing you probably don't know:

I don't do well as a leader. I follow, I suggest, I ponder. But I can never lead. I just don't like deciding the fates of others. The burden is unsettling.

Fifth and foremost:

My thigh is itching right now. Some of that stardust must be falling off. Darn.

Now, For the second half of this entry. Who i expect to see doing this.
1. Qeenzie
2. Shady
3. Qis
4. Fadh
5. hmmmm...*shrugs* can't think up the fifth. Don't know that many bloggers i guess.

Diamonds

Where lies the price in a diamond. How do you judge its worth?

Is it in its weight? The heavier the diamond the better? Or in its color? Or perhaps within the perfection of its cut. How do you judge the value of a diamond?

Weight. Is a larger diamond worth more? Would 10 smaller diamonds of equal weight be of equal worth to a single significantly larger diamond? Is a 5 carat diamond worth twice the value of a 2.5 carat diamond?

Could the same be said of the value of a man? Would a bigger stronger larger man make for a better person? Could brawn be a significant determining factor of the value of a man?



Diamonds come in all shapes and sizes. Diamonds come in more than one color. Could the value of a diamond lie in the purity of its color? Is a diamond white and true the only one of great value?

What of colored fancies? Diamonds that come in colors as intense as the night. Diamonds bright and red as the early morning sky; or blue as the surface of the sea. Or one that is green as the leaves of the finest trees. Which would you say is worth more?



Perhaps the true value of a diamond is in the cut. A sculpted piece of stone holds within it more beauty and worth than a layer of earth. Take a piece of stone. Cut it into a fine design. Measure it. Bring symmetry and give life and rarity to a normal piece of stone. Create a masterpiece. Therein lies the worth of a diamond.

So, it takes the hand of a man to give a diamond its worth?

Every diamond is born of earth. Buried under layers of stone, created in the dark, away from the pryings eyes of man. And each, is as rare as it is beautiful. Man, has come to treasure that rarity above all.



It is the nature of every diamond to be unique. For within every diamond, lies inclusions that become a natural fingerprint that sets one diamond apart from another.

"Nature ensures that each diamond is as individual as the person who wears it." - http://www.adiamondisforever.com

Every diamond, is like a person.

How do you judge the value of a person?