Originally posted by NordlysWhilst mentioning flying and arrows I will take the opportunity to yet again post one of my favourite parts of a work; π
Haven't you ever seen time flies? They love arrows!
And he said:
Your children are not your children.
They are the sons and daughters of Life's longing for itself.
They come through you but not from you,
And though they are with you, yet they belong not to you.
You may give them your love but not your thoughts.
For they have their own thoughts.
You may house their bodies but not their souls,
For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow, which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams.
You may strive to be like them, but seek not to make them like you.
For life goes not backward nor tarries with yesterday.
You are the bows from which your children as living arrows are sent forth.
The archer sees the mark upon the path of the infinite, and He bends you with His might that His arrows may go swift and far.
Let your bending in the archer's hand be for gladness;
For even as he loves the arrow that flies, so He loves also the bow that is stable.
Kahlil Gibran....... priceless! π
Originally posted by mikelomFlies are going to be all over that crapπ
Whilst mentioning flying and arrows I will take the opportunity to yet again post one of my favourite parts of a work; π
And he said:
Your children are not your children.
They are the sons and daughters of Life's longing for itself.
They come through you but not from you,
And though they are with you, yet they belong not to you.
You may gi ...[text shortened]... w that flies, so He loves also the bow that is stable.
Kahlil Gibran....... priceless! π
Originally posted by duecerIt may move slower - but it is still constant to you. And it can only be slower if you relate it to the original constant time, otherwise there is no relevance - slower cannot exist! Therefore it is still constant no matter what speed! π
time is relavent to speed, the closer one gets to the speed of light, the slower time moves for you
Words and actions are the factions
that make or break our day.
And thoughts are the things
from whence they all spring.
To be the best we can possibly be,
to grow, and learn in every adversity,
and not lose the success that's ours to be
requires control of our thoughts explicitly.
Never doubt the possibilities to be,
and obstacles will never become a reality.
We create our own success you see
but only with a positive mentality
And that my friends,
is what time means to me.
Dave
And an astronomer said, "Master, what of Time?"
And he answered:
You would measure time the measureless and the immeasurable.
You would adjust your conduct and even direct the course of your spirit according to hours and seasons.
Of time you would make a stream upon whose bank you would sit and watch its flowing.
Yet the timeless in you is aware of life's timelessness,
And knows that yesterday is but today's memory and tomorrow is today's dream.
And that that which sings and contemplates in you is still dwelling within the bounds of that first moment which scattered the stars into space.
Who among you does not feel that his power to love is boundless?
And yet who does not feel that very love, though boundless, encompassed within the center of his being, and moving not form love thought to love thought, nor from love deeds to other love deeds?
And is not time even as love is, undivided and paceless?
But if in you thought you must measure time into seasons, let each season encircle all the other seasons,
And let today embrace the past with remembrance and the future with longing.
KB,......
Lying in my bed I hear the clock tick,
And think of you
Caught up in circles confusion
Is nothing new
Flashback warm nights
Almost left behind
Suitcases of memories,
Time after
Sometimes you picture me
Im walking too far ahead
Youre calling to me, I cant hear
What youve said
Then you say go slow
I fall behind
The second hand unwinds
If youre lost you can look and you will find me
Time after time
If you fall I will catch you Ill be waiting
Time after time
If you're lost you can look and you will find me
Time after time
If you fall I will catch you Ill be waiting
Time after time
After my picture fades and darkness has
Turned to gray
Watching through windows you're wondering
If Im ok
Secrets stolen from deep inside
The drum beats out of time