Words of love, compassion, forgiveness and sorrow..
This i a blog about you and me.. Us all... Past, present and future... About love, compassion, sorrow, forgiveness, joy, happiness and other daily issues that affects our lives...
lørdag 23. oktober 2010
Wise words for those wounded by love
General provisions:
A – Whereas the saying “all is fair in love and war” is absolutely correct;
B – Whereas for war we have the Geneva Convention, approved on 22 August 1864, which provides for those wounded in the battle field, but until now no convention has been signed concerning those wounded in love, who are far greater in number;
It is hereby decreed that:
Article 1 – All lovers, of any sex, are alerted that love, besides being a blessing, is also something extremely dangerous, unpredictable and capable of causing serious damage. Consequently, anyone planning to love should be aware that they are exposing their body and soul to various types of wounds, and that they shall not be able to blame their partner at any moment, since the risk is the same for both.
Article 2 – Once struck by a stray arrow fired from Cupid’s bow, they should immediately ask the archer to shoot the same arrow in the opposite direction, so as not to be afflicted by the wound known as “unrequited love”. Should Cupid refuse to perform such a gesture, the Convention now being promulgated demands that the wounded partner remove the arrow from his/her heart and throw it in the garbage. In order to guarantee this, those concerned should avoid telephone calls, messages over the Internet, sending flowers that are always returned, or each and every means of seduction, since these may yield results in the short run but always end up wrong after a while. The Convention decrees that the wounded person should immediately seek the company of other people and try to control the obsessive thought: “this person is worth fighting for”.
Article 3 – If the wound is caused by third parties, in other words if the loved one has become interested in someone not in the script previously drafted, vengeance is expressly forbidden. In this case, it is allowed to use tears until the eyes dry up, to punch walls or pillows, to insult the ex-partner in conversations with friends, to allege his/her complete lack of taste, but without offending their honor. The Convention determines that the rule contained in Article 2 be applied: seek the company of other persons, preferably in places different from those frequented by the other party.
Article 4 – In the case of light wounds, herein classified as small treacheries, fulminating passions that are short-lived, passing sexual disinterest, the medicine called Pardon should be applied generously and quickly. Once this medicine has been applied, one should never reconsider one’s decision, not even once, and the theme must be completely forgotten and never used as an argument in a fight or in a moment of hatred.
Article 5 – In all definitive wounds, also known as “breaking up”, the only medicine capable of having an effect is called Time. It is no use seeking consolation from fortune-tellers (who always say that the lost lover will return), romantic books (which always have a happy ending), soap-operas on the television or other such things. One should suffer intensely, completely avoiding drugs, tranquilizers and praying to saints. Alcohol is only tolerated if kept to a maximum of two glasses of wine a day.
Final determination:
Those wounded in love, unlike those wounded in armed conflict, are neither victims nor torturers. They chose something that is part of life, and so they have to accept both the agony and the ecstasy of their choice.
And those who have never been wounded in love will never be able to say: “I have lived”. Because they haven’t.
Thanks for these great words, Paulo Coelho!
torsdag 21. oktober 2010
Tell me your magic moment, and i tell you who you are....
So magic that even a grown up guy can shed a tear or two, knowing that for him, this moment is something that he will treasure for the rest of his life.
It doesn’t have to be a big event. Just a daily episode that could mean nothing for most people, but it could still mean the world to you. A moment of love, remembering, sorrow, longing, or even something you cannot define – it is just there, flowing from somewhere deep inside into all parts of your brain, making you aware that you are now experiencing something so special that it will forever be there, a major part of what is making you be the person you are...
And when you think of it, you may not find to many moments, that really qualify for this short circuit inside that tells you that your personality will be marked forever.
Some of these moments are to personal to express here. Others could have had just the same impact on your life and soul, and can be shared.
I have a few… Some only on the qualifying list, but that doesn’t really count here. Like Coldplay performing Fix You on a magic September night at Wembley, London in 2009. It was magic, but still just a runner up.
But one moment in the music world did have an impact on me. Forever.
It was 19 August 1997. It was a late summer night. And it was Michael Jackson.
Not one of my favorites at the time, I must admit. But for my son Ivar, at the age of 10 it was his biggest dream was to see Michael, and who can resist trying to fulfill your children’s dream when you can help him achieve it? I am not going to tell the story how I bought the VIP tickets with backstage passes, or the fact that my sons anticipation was actually making him sick, so we had to go in the middle of the show (and what a show) that prevented us to go backstage.
But it was this magic moment again… Not anticipated, nor expected (not being very interested in Michael Jackson) – it just hit me like a hammer. Out of the blue – with the help of a magic artist, the moon and some magnificent birds…
It was in the twilight zone between day and night. A slow intro… and the crowd went crazy for a few seconds before just staring and listening in awe when this superb entertainer started singing. Just then, the clouds broke up… and there was a full moon coming up. No show plan could even anticipate such a scenery; Michael Jackson on his monumental stage, covered in the light of the moon… and then, as if this was not magic enough, the moment is there;
A group of beautiful white swans decided that this is the time to pass Valle Hovin arena… they fly “through” the moon…. slowly… Full of grace, and the magic moment was completed…
What I was thinking…?
I will not tell… but it made an impact for the rest of my life, and I hope that when my day comes, I will relive this moment, together with the other magic moments, before I close my eyes and go to sleep…
And the song? “You are not alone”….. Do I need to say more?
tirsdag 19. oktober 2010
I was born the day I met you, lived a while when you loved me, died a little when we broke apart... ..
The Hardest Part... (link to video here)
And the hardest part
Was letting go, not taking part
Was the hardest part
And the strangest thing
Was waiting for that bell to ring
It was the strangest start
I could feel it go down
Bittersweet, I could taste in my mouth
Silver lining the cloud
Oh and I
I wish that I could work it out
And the hardest part
Was letting go, not taking part
You really broke my heart
And I tried to sing
But I couldn't think of anything
And that was the hardest part
I could feel it go down
You left the sweetest taste in my mouth
You're a silver lining the clouds
Oh and I
Oh and I
I wonder what it's all about
I wonder what it's all about
Everything I know is wrong
Everything I do, it's just comes undone
And everything is torn apart
Oh and it's the hardest part
That's the hardest part
Yeah that's the hardest part
That's the hardest part
tirsdag 5. oktober 2010
I am geting married...
Yes, i am not joking! I am getting married... I don't know when... I am not even sure that the woman of my dreams want me... but i can hope, and i can dream... and dreams are the one thing that noone can take away from you..
And never again will I look back
For this I pray
Or sentimental songs about thick and thin
I want a moment of silence and a moment of prayer
For the love we'll need to make it in the world out there
To take what I'm given with grace
For this I pray
On my wedding day
On my wedding day
I dream, and my dreams are all glory and light
That's what I've wanted for my life
And if it hasn't always been that way
Well, I can dream and I can pray
On my wedding day
So what makes us any different from all the others
Who have tried and failed before us
Maybe nothing, maybe nothing at all
But I pray we're the lucky ones; I pray we never fall
To want what we have
On my wedding day
On my wedding day
And the song? It is here...
søndag 26. september 2010
Here is a poem about true love...
I don't love you as if you were the salt-rose, topaz
or arrow of carnations that propagate fire:
I love you as certain dark things are loved,
secretly, between the shadow and the soul.
I love you as the plant that doesn't bloom and carries
hidden within itself the light of those flowers,
and thanks to your love, darkly in my body
lives the dense fragrance that rises from the earth.
I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where,
I love you simply, without problems or pride:
I love you in this way because I don't know any other way of loving
but this, in which there is no I or you,
so intimate that your hand upon my chest is my hand,
so intimate that when I fall asleep it is your eyes that close.
mandag 8. mars 2010
The Mystery of Love
You know, sometimes life deals you a deck of cards that are so unexpected, so out of the ordinary, that it is truly hard to belive...
Like the famous phrase from the Forrest Gump movie; "Life was like a box of chocolates. You never know what you're gonna get." How true this can be...
As for me, i was sure that my life was over. Certainly my love life. Who will find a 51 year old man like me attractive, among the thousands and thousands to choose from?
Little did i know how wrong i was, and what a wonderful twist of fate destiny had laid out for me.. From "no-where" i found myself being with the most wonderful woman that a man can ever dream of... You, Montira! You came into my life, swift and gently, and you captured my heart like no other...
I will not even try to explain how much you mean to me, and how proud i am to be able to call you my best friend, partner and lover, all in the same person. You are surely my destiny in life, and i will love you forever. You make my life complete and you are a big inspiration for my princess Nora.
You are simply the queen of my dreams, and i must pinch my arm every day to find out if this is a dream or not... So far it is not - and i hope that this feeling will never stop...
I love you Montira...
that is what i wanted to say..
Yours
Torkel