Julya Oui's Blog, page 5

I Promise Myself

i promise myself this day
will be adventurous
although i have no limbs

i promise myself this day
will be wondrous
although i have no nose

i promise myself this day
will be joyous
although i have no ears

i promise myself this day
will be stupendous
although i have no eyes

i promise myself this day
will be tremendous
although i have no mouth

i promise myself this day
will be marvelous
although I have no wealth

i promise myself this day
will be fabulous
although I have no beauty

i promise myself this day
will be miraculous
although I have no perfection

I promise myself this day
will be momentous
because I define my own existence

Nothing Lasts Forever

If you treat as though nothing lasts foreveryou would be able to let go the unnecessary,love unconditionallyand do everything you can to be happy

Heart Times: The Matter of the Heart

The heart of the matter is the matter of the heart

Journey

A Woman's Day is Everyday

You are a woman of wonder,
You are a woman of pain,
You are a woman who gathers
All the hearts of shame.

You are a woman of splendor,
You are a woman of blame,
You are a woman who suffers
Every breath you take is slain.

You are a woman plundered,
You are a woman strained.
You are a woman shattered,
But still, you never wane.

I celebrate you mother,
I walk with you in rain,
I celebrate you sister,
It's time to bring back claim.


http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2013/03...
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=folETl...

What I Learned Today: Happy Women's Day

Quote of the Day: Achievement

If you are in the position to help someoneand you don’tyou would have passed offone of your greatest achievements

What I Learned Today: The Art of Asking

Ideas are a plentiful

Apartment living is just so strange. Last Sunday I hear a couple arguing and screaming their lungs out but I don't really know where it was coming from or which floor for that matter. And then just now I heard a mother beating the life out of her son for something he has done, and at the same time someone upstairs is running around, dribbling a ball maybe and shifting furniture and dropping stuff all over the floor.

This is like the basis for a new story, a little like Hitchcock's Rear Window, the only difference is the witness doesn't see anything. Hey, it'd be cool if the protagonist was blind then it'll be like Wait Until Dark with Audrey Hepburn. Hmm ... needs some brain wrecking.

Well, whatever the plot, as a dreamer, sounds better than a writer, there must be a story somewhere in there don't you think?

What I Learned Today: The Secret to Living Well