Ik houd van jou

My dearest Geart...

We have limit in this life.
Faith can take you from me.
This soul of mine never wants to let you go.
Every breath whispers your name.
till i am gone...
unless the story of our love.

Dedicated only for you,

Love
Via

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Wednesday, May 27, 2009

cradle to the grave

September 29, 2008 4:01 PM

this is about to find out who you are and what you live for
i found this sketch while i was desperate and confuse to decide what i have to do. then i finally make this basic sketch to know what exactly i want in my life today and tomorrow.

before listening to my record, i would like to ask you some question which related to this basic sketch because i dont want you get influenced by my aims. :P

first: do you know what you were born for? or since you were born and know how to live what are you doing as long as your life.

second: do you know your position right now? today what you live for, what will you do then

third: from today to the end of life, what you gonna do?keep all answer in ur mind
not many people prepare to death and i dont plan also, i just make a limit to it.
so.....
now you can listen to my record and draw your own and explain me after okay..
i already try this one to my sister and guide her one by one to the end of sketch and she find out that she is selfish and never think like what i think.

here is the simple via sketch model "CRADLE TO THE GRAVE"

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Confidence

Near You


'Neath velvet cloth of night and shadows,
my heart confessed its thoughts to the wind.
I could feel your smile from a distance
with the touch of your closeness profound.

The sun reached behind a fading sky,
so the moon could take its proper place.
Day to darkness, brightened by the stars,
leaving upon the blue waters
a shimmering portrait of your face.

You, with all your savoring sweetness,
tenderly pierced the walls of my soul
as you wove a new tapestry with
the golden threads of your hope and love.

Yesterday you offered me courage,
today you endowed me with your strength.
Every moment together, a gift.
Every day a celebration of life.

How lovely the music of your heart.
You are the air I breathe, sound I hear
and the spirit that gently moves me.
I don't wish for the moon, I have the stars.

- Orania Hamilton -

Geart Training May 09