This Freedom Will See The Light Of Day - Part II

Lowkey - Long Live Palestine (Instrumental)
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I dream of the day when this world will change its ways,
The poor will look down at the rich of today!
From Libya to Bahrain I start to sense a change,
But has this freedom really seen the light of day?

I speak to God and ask him his thoughts,
He says that he sees hope, he says that we will cope.

He say's
"My son walks in you... What more can I do?
I have given him once... What did that do?
My people you are free!
What happens now, depends NOT on Me."

He say's
"It's better to light a candle than to curse the dark.
Like it's better to feel free than to think slavery.
The shadows of fear will always draw near,
But stay in the light 'cause the devil can't compare.
The love in your heart will seek what I wish
The love in the air will touch everywhere.
I put my trust in my people, Christians, Muslims, Jews!
I put my trust within you, in hope you can do,
all the work that is due, since it's I that placed you there.
It is I that lets you hear the sounds you hold so dear,
and it is I that gave you eyes to see the ones that really care!
It is I that gave you feet to stand up tall, so don't be scared
and it is I that gave you hands to heal the lives marked with scars,
Hands to wipe clear all the tears, rolling from the faces of my children living in fear."

He says
" Yet still you look to the skies, and still you curse Me for not being there!
After a bad day you say 'Oh God, why me?'
Whilst ten more say 'Dear God, please help me now, this life's unfair'!
You ask me 'Why?' after the seas rise high
or 'Why?' after the earth shakes 'til a hundred more are buried alive.
There's no evidence against my name but still I receive this blame!
I promise it's not I, but it's a shame you can't point your fingers elsewhere!
Like look in the mirror and tell me what's really there!

Remember I'm always here ....."

This Freedom Will See The Light Of Day!

Long Live Palestine - Lowkey (Instrumental)

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I don’t see any smiles on these faces. A kid with eyes as dark as the skies, full of smoke from the bombs that they place under the feet of the innocent men and women.

And what if this pain became misplaced? What if this pain became part of your everyday, no school, no work, no play. Just out of bed and into the streets where the bullets sense death, sending your life a threat. It’s like a threat beyond death, like you’re fighting for more than just your life, but for the justice of those that have gone ahead, whilst protecting the future of those who’ve yet to take a breath…imagine…yet to take a breath.

Tupac once said that’s just the way it is. 2011, is it right that I still say that’s just the way it is!? Still I see the dirty power reign, like these leaders think they still own the day, Tutankhamen and his slaves. But today, united as one, the people have won and they will show no pain. That’s why today they’ve thrown their hands up in the air and called aloud for all to hear, ‘this Freedom will see the light of day!’

I repeat, ‘this Freedom will see the light of day’.

This Moment

“Do you treat this moment as if it were an obstacle to be overcome? Do you feel you have a future moment to get to that is more important?”
Eckhart Tolle

Yes I do!
I don’t mean to, but I do.
It’s like a curse was cast on me at birth, and that curse won’t break till death.
Or so I believed…

Mr Tolle has thought me a very important lesson this week.
A lesson about the importance of being present. Not just being present physically, but being present mentally too (and not away in the future where everything seems perfect).
(: I have learnt that this moment can also be perfect :)
I have been thought the importance of living this moment…and not that moment!

I think that in living this moment I can live as myself…but by living that moment I’m living as someone I perceive myself to be, usually someone perfect, someone I’m not!
Afterall, this moment was once that moment, and if it wasn’t, then it soon will be!

The moral of the story…open your eyes to the beauty that life has to offer…in this moment. Oh, and read Eckhart Tolle!

I Close My Eyes In Order To See More Clearly

Isn’t it funny that when you close your eyes you expect to see nothing.
You expect your world to go black.
You expect the light to fade away and the darkness to seep in.
But in fact, when I close my eyes I see everything. Sometimes I even see the normal everyday happenings of my life become more vivid than ever before.
In closing my eyes it’s like a reflection of life is placed before my eyes!
It’s almost like I close my eyes in order to see more clearly.
Is that contradictory or what?
’I close my eyes in order to see more clearly’.
?

Catch it, Now....

Are u one of the millions people who have love?

Did u find it?
Did u understand it well?
Love speaks to us today, Yesterday, tomorrow as well.
Even the Valentine's Day, not only speaks today.
It exist everyday, isn't it?
Will be always like that..
Exist, yes it is.

It voiced, smiles, laughs, blinks and tempts to us.
Just i can say it speaks to us til u feel speakless.
Yeah...its what we called love, love and love.
U will emerge with a new main set on the way u see love.
Try a simple expression to help u connect with light of this love.
Love for everybody.

HOW???
Start with ur simple smile, laughs, blinks if really want... :D
Show ur pure love...
Show ur sincere love..
Invite ur self to be tempt in it.
Show those all kind of expression to someone u really love.
Or more than one.
Then, sound of love will visit u by itself..

See...
U will feel a kind of "a thing"..
What we called "love"..
Show ur love.
Love is looking for u..
Catch it, yes now.. :-)

A Life of Love

Hey People...
U know what u've done?????

Look...
u had ruin, destroy, defiled, betrayed what we called relationship.
A beautyful relationship.

Look again, look deeply...
U killed, u did all bad things.
U shed blood with your own hands,
U've created hatred in peace,

U are like a monster, without love.
Yes, inhuman u are, a destroyer u are, cruel, evil.

Who are u? I even dont know u anymore.

Now, u should go and learn....
Find and bring back that beautiful relationship of us.
U, me and us.
Our happiness, our life with peace,

Bring back,
The sense of love and respect.

I long for the good relationship we ever had.

To-day it is not enough to believe u anymore,
Assure me, it is necessary to understand u again in another time.

"A life of love", That is where u should begin.

(Indonesiaku, sakit dan sedih melihatmu)

Open Sesame

It seems like the more I listen, the words move farther,
and the more I love, oh my heart grows colder.
You know... it's like, I give all my trust, yet your lies dig deeper.
It's like I reach for the sky, but fall back to the water.

~
I often wonder if my world turned over, would I fall out?
Or would I be caught by the hand, by a soul, that won't ever let go.
~

The words of this note can't depict what I thought
when I first caught your eye.
It's like 'open sesame', and a door opens wide.
The world changes colour and my smile, I can't hide.

Creating A Void

Carly Comando - Everyday
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I sit still, back tensed to upright, head held high, conscious only to the air that keeps my heart beating. The seconds slowly tick by as I blink to clear the glaze of blindness from my eyes. Inhaling deeply, I pause for a moment... and then sigh.

I let go. I no longer try. This void has me in its grip. I’m lost to a world of nothingness, to a life of free will. It’s like…It’s like I’m no longer me. It’s like I’m no longer a body of cells, irrelevant, useless, but for the ignorance of society to see what lies within.

My mind is my God, powerful beyond measure, nothing too great to evade kneeling before his kingdom.

Contradictory in everyway to that world in which we slave away. It’s my getaway.The world where one can’t say no way! A place where there is no such thing as everyday. Today is today, tomorrow…that’s a different day, it’s not just another day. Tomorrow is a day where the sky is a different colour, the wind sings a different song, the world is a little older, and the stars a little closer. Tomorrow is a day unlike yesterday. It’s like a new void, a new empty space of time, a new opportunity, a new possibility to fly like a kite or to just kick back and relax with someone nice. Within your void, nothing is beyond reach…the world is your oyster.

You see, in letting go you gain everything. In creating a void you can see more clearly, free from interference, free from the bright lights that hinder your vision, or in many cases, free from the dark nights that corrupt the innocence of your feeble mind. In creating a void you put yourself in control.

In creating a void you set the rhythm of your life... from the mellow bass of a cello to the raging crash of a cymbal. You are the one man orchestra capable of playing a symphony so intricate, Beethoven would have been proud.
You are the composer in chief and you are the conductor of this band.
You are the audience to whom you play and entertain.
You are the one upon whom every note nourishes a part of your soul.

[Listen]

Is that a free spirit?
Is that a free mind?

[Listen]

With a slap across the face we will awake to the sound of everyday.
The lights will hinder our clear vision and the darkness will cloud our minds,
but the void in which we may escape is never too far away!

The Balancing Act

Just last weekend I asked myself a simple question,
‘ Why do I bother going to mass?’
Now, obviously I have asked myself this question before…it would be strange had I not.
This particular time it was during mass, and the priest could have said whatever the hell he wanted and I wouldn’t have heard him. He could have said ‘ Iarlaith, you’re a little sh*t,’ and I still wouldn’t have looked up.
I was lost in another world, as though I was a part of Murakami’s fantasy world, thinking to myself about this simple question.
The answer is balance.
Life is a scales with the weight of love and happiness on one side, and the weight of fear and troubles on the other.
Simple really, when my scales starts to tip ever so slightly to the wrong side, mass can help to balance my life back out again.
It’s not so much the mass, but it’s the time out. Time to be grateful and time to let go.
Time to speak to God, and time to listen to God.
Pretty obvious really. Oh well.