The Painting of a Storm

22 March 2010.

There was a storm today.A nice big one.
This day, 22nd March 2010 started out as quite a warm morning followed by a warm early afternoon, Until. . .

Out of nowhere, clouds painted the sky all grey, and took away the summertime.
Out of nowhere, the sky painted the sky in a way it stole the ray of sunshine away from us.
I personally enjoyed the change, enjoyed the thick grey colour covering over-head.
It was still warm, but the 'light of grey' made it seem cooler.

Tear drops started falling, onto the pavement, onto to roofs of the many cars on the tear-filled roads, into the natural green of the earth, into the ponds and pools of many homes, onto roofs of many houses, with the sound carrying to the ears of those that were down below.

The rare rain brought surprise to many, as what was about to happen they had no clue.
The massive hail storm had arrived. Starting out with quite fine bits of hail falling from the sky, performing small short dances on the ground as it landed, and on the surface of other materials, the car roofs, roads, umbrella's, peoples heads, head of trees, making different noises as they flew into different things, roofs, roads, pools and the list goes on.
As time went on, the hail; the blocks of ice got bigger and bigger. In the main city, people's car windscreens were smashed, others' car roofs were dented all over worrying about insurance, many homes' windows cracked. On top of that, the rain just kept coming and coming, flooding the streets of Perth, even up to a meter or more deep.

The entire storm lasted for quite a while, a few hours to say the least.
All in all, the storm I personally thought was beautiful, the thunder coming down quite hard, although I failed to take a picture at the time; but the storm came right over my roof, my head, and I forced myself out of the house to go take a look. I walked out as the drops fell harder and harder on my shoulder sticking my shirt to my body; I walked out feeling nature's tears, breath and growl through the ground I looked up. Right into the centre of the storm; there was no words to describe it. It may had something to do with the sunlight coming in from above, but the colour was astonishing, beyond belief, as I said I failed to take a picture-I guess I was lost in the 'moment'. However, even a photograph with the highest of technology could not capture that exact 'moment'. Feeling natures own, purity...you cant beat it.

What was also beautiful was some positive things that this storm had brought-in a sense.
Despite the people losing fencing, obtaining damage to their cars, their homes, their brand new iPhone nature provided us with a beautiful sky to view as the sun went down today.
Heard a story of how a fence was lost in a home, and two houses were now currently sharing a garden. Indeed a concept of 'privacy', and boundaries however is it not kind of nice in a sense how two homes are kind of joined as one? Everyday people, losing a fence sharing a garden with another family of everyday people...sharing land, sharing boundaries.
If we only knew the background behind both families, and whether or not these two households actually got along. If not, perhaps this calls for a time of unity, nature in it's own way taking it's course perhaps helping the two unite-in a sense. Although this is only assuming that two households haven't gotten along, now assume they were...

These pictures below; I took about 15mins after the last of the rain and thunder had moved away. I walked out to the front of my house with a camera around my neck on the phone to friends confirming their safety. I stood out there watching cars drive by, most of them knowing that this street is a bit of a short cut to get another main highway nearby.
What I thought was beautiful at the time of standing there how, a nasty storm that is beautiful some, dreadful to others, car damaging, home damaging, date ruining storm could just simply float away and un-paint the sky into a canvas of light again. The way the ray of the sun simply reaps through the small cracks of the cloud and reaches the furthest corners of world below.
I think throughout, Perth the thousands of people witnessed Perth at rest, from the powerful damaging storm.
The lovely harmless sky, painted in such a way it showed some that things 'do get brighter'

Eventually from the settling Sun, the sky painted itself in a unique orange, which will leave people talking about the colour for a couple days I'm sure.



These are some 'oranges' I took.
However, I do apologise I could not deliver the same effect, same colour, same feeling you would get as you would see it from where I was with your own eyes...this is the best I could do.




I Thought it was amazing, how after a massive damaging storm, a beautiful sight follows amidst the damage and chaos on the roads it has caused...

Quite Intriguing.






All in all... I do hope that everyone was ok, no injuries.I Hope that those who have attained some damages from this storm, that it is all repairable; and nothing too precious was lost.
Everything will be back to normal soon. Your cars can be repaired. You carpets re-applied, and your houses can be fixed. It will all be a thing the history book soon. and you can eventually say, that your house, your car, your family got through that storm...and look back and see the progress and the path you've taken to get there...

It will all be beautiful again...

It's Nature.

The Wearing of the 'Green'. World

17th March.

World Widely known as St. Patrick's Day.
Named after Saint Patrick, commonly known as one of the recognized Patron Saints of Ireland. Originally beginning as a Christian Holiday, and around the 1600's grew to become an official 'Feast Day'.
With the original colour being blue instead of green; however the green started to be worn with green ribbons and shamrocks as early as the 17th Century. With the background of the Christian holiday, it has been said the Saint Patrick used a 3-leafed plant (Shamrock) to clearly explain the Holy trinity to pre-christian Irish. 1798, was a time when an attempt to make a political statement, the soldiers of Ireland had worn full green uniforms on the 17th March in order to attract attention with their bizarre fashion gimmick. Which derives the famous phrase of:

"The Wearing of the Green"
-meaning to wear a shamrock on one's clothing, derives from the song "The wearing of the green".

It's important to know what public holidays mean; before going out to show your enthusiasm of a public holiday of missing a day off work or to find an excuse to drink. Majority of people do not know the true meaning behind the 17th March of St Patrick's Day.


17th March, this day is not only a day of a political movement of the 17th Century.
Because, on the 17th March 1985. My only sibling sister was born.
This day also marks the day that the life journey of my sister had begun. As well as many other people who share the same birthday as my sister.

It is a special day for many people, a worldwide known holiday as well as birthdays, wedding days, engagement days and even days of loss for some unfortunately.
We must learn not to forget those whose life is affected in someway each and every day of our lives. Celebrate a birthday, respect and honour a lost one.
Live the day for everyone, live each day for someone in this world, real or spiritual. To make this world much more amazing that it already is.

We wear their lives and respect on our shoulders...

So to all of the people out there in this world; planet Earth.

Have a very safe and happy St. Patrick's Day!!!!!!

Happy Birthday to my ever most beautiful sister who has always been there and will always be the best sister a boy could ask for. and all of those that share this special day as the beginning of their 'Life's Journey'.

And may those live another day longer than the ones who have left this world to be in a nicer place.

I share my compassion and love out to you all.

Enjoy the Day!

Make it Yours.




-Mr.Y



bp-13

Moment Connection

-Timing a Moment. . .


The world never seems to stop for anyone person, or any-one-thing for that matter.
It just simply rolls along as everything else around it fall into place...someway, somehow.

Even with certain things we all share everyday of our lives; the thing which sometimes makes us feel that it lasts forever in a both positive and negative way, the thing which gives us feelings such as hope, strength, joy and even vanity or humiliation.

We call these things 'moments'. . .

I said that the world never stops for anyone person or any-one-thing.
However, those moments that seem to last that little bit longer than you think it should, to either make your day or perhaps even ruin it. Even though THE world moves on, what about your world?
The world YOU are in, not what other people see, but what YOU as an individual sees.
Does your own personal world clock not stop at certain times in your life that makes you feel that everything has appeared to stop for you, those times when everyone may be looking right at you.
What about those times...

Dictionaries all over state/define the word "moment" differently;

- "a particular point in time"
- "an indefinitely short time"
- "here and now: at this time"

Is it just me, or do all three of the above definitions say and mean a different thing??

"a particular point in time" says to me a moment is about a time-based mind concept where somewhere on the fine detailed timeline of life; one specific 'point in time' is to be defined as a moment. Which to me explores the 'particular moment in time' not only globally but also astronomically as well.

"an indefinitely short time"....this was a definition that had me stop and think. While looking at many other definitions this was one of the only ones, which used the word 'indefinitely' to help describe and define the meaning of the word 'moment'.
by my understandings and other definitions of the word "indefinitely" says:

-"An unknown amount of time"
or
-"For a long time, no end defined; Forever"

With this meaning in the definition of "moment" tells me and possibly many others out there, that a 'moment' is something that occurs 'forever'...

Finally,
"Here and now: at this time". People say; that this definition is the same as the first....
The word 'Here' is defined in many places and resources as:

"the present location; this place"
"to this place"
"in this circumstance or respect or on this point or detail"

..and such.

"Here and now: at this time" tells me that a moment is something that occurs in one particular location. To one person, a specific event may be a moment and is defined as a moment in their eyes as it happens right there "here and now: at this time".

This is true, however, the first definition will be close to my understanding of what a 'moment' is.

I like to see things as a whole. For what they really are.
I've had moments when they feel like they last for a long time. However I've noticed how, in that space of time that I have to myself, whether it be a special moment with someone, or a particular moment during a game or even a moment where you have a big long thought to yourself.
At that exact time, something else is happening around you; not just in that vicinity but the whole entire world, the universe.
The other day I stood outside the front of my house with my guitar strapped to me; I played for a few things, then stopped and looked around.
I strummed a chord and observed...
In the time it took to strum the chord on my guitar, and the pure sound resonating out to the street; I noticed a white 4wd drive very fast around a round-a-bout, a pair of women walking their terrier and golden retriever across the road, a boy throwing a Frisbee to his brother on the school grounds close to the women with the dogs, two pigeons flew in a funny pattern and landing on the electric wire above and I noticed the plastic bottle rolled onto the side of the road as the sound of the chord on my guitar diminished.

These may not be great happenings, but they are things that happened in a "particular moment", in the space of one strummed chord on a guitar, in one small area; then I tried to imagine what had happened all over the world in that same time. What happens to every chord that I strummed, will it bring happiness some places around the world, or will it bring only more deceit? If that is the case, should I strum another or leave it?
In that 'moment' many things would have happened throughout the entire world.
Wouldn't it be interesting if people could organise something to take a photo of different location, but right at the same exact moment in time, to see what was happening elsewhere in one particular moment?

I did some research and came across something.
On a Friday; 22nd August 2008. a group of participants who were in the Arab region shot a single photo at exactly 2:22 Lebanon Local time. (the number 22 was selected as it represented the number of countries in the Arab States.
The results were quite interesting, and had the sponsor of the project 'Sowar Magazine' publish and dedicate a magazine on it.

If you have the time, which everybody does. Take a look. Please.
Everybody has time to stop in their lives to notice the world. . .
It can be viewed here at :

http://issuu.com/sowarmag/docs/minute_22?mode=embed&documentId=081105031831-f243e36dc167460e841ee5fc061c87c2&layout=grey


From what I hear about people and their moments, is good and bad at the same time. People talk about a special moment with someone, when at the same they had that moment, somewhere across the ocean in a whole new society someone has lost a home, or loved one that they could have had a moment with. Perhaps are moments are what they are and we notice them as a particular event because it's different from every other second or minute of the day?
I think not, every second and every minute of the day is a moment, not just for someone or something somewhere in the universe, but for everyone as well. Something happens every second of our lives. But no one takes the time to notice, nobody will stop in their lives to realize the many things we take for granted each day by day, and each minute by minute. The loved ones that always there, the family that always care, the homes that we sleep comfortably under, the money we spend on many worthless stuff that could really be used for something elsewhere to make another persons' negative moment into a positive and memorable one.

In a single moment the world can live
In a single moment the world can give.

Today is a new day,
tomorrow will just show you the way,

to a whole new dimension if you believe,
in the all the possibilities that you can achieve.

Don't stop lurking,
but don't keep moving

because the world around,
is in need to be found.

Stop your life here and there
to discover a life that is so bare,

in money, health and love
only thing to keep them going,

is to keep looking at the skies above.


Practice Love, practice compassion.
Share it all and in a new fashion!

Practice Gratitude. and the reward you gain, is more than the world.

bp-12

Christmas Time :-)

Hello to all!!!

(To the right, my cat 'Charlie' can't wait for Santa to come to his stocking)

I Hope you have all been keeping well...


I thought I'd take this time to step away from everything at the moment and write a quick few words to say Merry Christmas to all...


It is indeed Christmas Eve right here where I am; and the time is 11:34 to be exact.

It's important to say a little something to everyone that you; as many people as you can in this time of the year. Spread the joy and passion you possess to others for them to do the same and eventually create a beautiful network for the festive season :-)

Say or do something that will put a smile on someones face, make them laugh or even give them a big hug. Anything that makes their day that much better...

and for those who still haven't told that special someone...
I'm sure all of your friends have been hassling you to simply 'just tell them..'

It's Christmas, do what you have to do. Don't wait till the few days later and think how you should have just told them how you felt. It's a feeling you're simply trying to express to them. Not an answer to a exam. You won't get into trouble for it.. .. .. Just Do It.


Anyway, I would like to finish this soon as I would like to complete this before midnight 25th Dec.

So, stay safe, stay out of trouble, be sensible, share your love, share your passion, share the time that you have with the people that you have, and most of show and practise 'gratitude'!
Show the world your true capacity of love and compassion.

To everyone of you out there in this world and even perhaps beyond...

I wish you all a very safe and wonderful Christmas, and to some of you I may not see till later. Have a very happy new year; and we'll see you in the new year of 2010!!!!!!!


I wish you a...


...Merry Christmas to you all,

Best Wishes,

love Mr.Y

bp-11


P.S. here is another picture of my cat 'Charlie' getting into the Christmas spirit with me tonight. (A very fresh picture taken only moments ago...) Enjoy!

Appreciation of Timeless Gratitude

I`ve been talking to alot of people these days,about both big and small things. It`s really nice to hear and visualise so many different perspectives on so many different aspects of this world. After listening to so many people about all sorts of different things; I`ve noticed that my own perspective has changed on certain aspects.

I find it really amazing how one person, is capable of influencing another. How even if you already are a fairly deep thinker, you talk to a few people, and what they say can change the way you see something, or perhaps even make you learn something and/or make you think more about things that you overlook in everyday life.

In my experience, recently I spoke to a close friend of mine, who sat down with me and one other friend for lunch, and out of the blue brought up this aspect saying:

"..When you help someone, or do something good. What do you get in return?"

For a moment, I stopped to think about it...
It got me thinking.Made me stop to think back about things I`ve done for people and tried to think about what it was that I got in return, or had I really got anything back. My friend kept explaining his view on this about how even if it's something small, what it actually was that we get in return.
It was interesting to hear the what I had said, about how the things we receive in return for simply showing a small bit of compassion.
The fact that you or anyone can take a small fraction of their day, their lives to stop and help one other/s life to make their day that much better. Depending on the way you can help them, or the quality of your assistance can stay with them for a period of time, either for the day or even longer to create a long term effect for them.
The practice of the virtue "Gratitude" seems to stay with many people for a long time.
As a human being,we all tend to be selfish in our own way. At the end of the day it is amazing how one person`s actions of those such as gratitude and compassion has the power to stick with people and they later associate it with many other events and aspects in their lives. The fact that someone, another human being takes time in their own busy crazy world to stop and to notice them on such a level that it makes them obtain that "special" feeling that makes them feel that they are being noticed in this busy world even for a small fraction of time.
At this time, my other friend had mentioned the concept of appreciation. Once helping someone, and they turn around to thankyou. The simple "words" of `thankyou` can also bring great joy as a form of appreciation as part of getting something back for helping someone in their lives.@
Doing something thats within your own good nature, brings in return a much more bigger quality of an appreciation. You see in many movies, someone always goes on in their day without being noticed by anyone, and then drops all of the files this person is carrying around all over the floor as noone ever bothers to notice what has happened and just keeps moving on in their day. Until one day whilst this person is on the floor scrumidging through the files to collect them back up, they notice an extra pair of hands almost immitating them. They pause to look at who it is, and they get that warm feeling about how for once, they have been noticed in this world. Even if it is for a breif moment, it still is a form of time.
It`s important that we do not take advantage of time, Every second, everyday, every moment; something is happening, to either someone or something and that particular moment of time may be the most important for someone else somewhere in this world.
Refering to this concept and perspective of time, at anyone time whilst you may relaxed sitting on your couch at home complaining your remote isn`t working for the television, across the seas someone is going through a facinating moment of being introduced to a new member of their family chain; or perhaps in a negative way at that exact time someone is fighting for their life not only in the cold corridors of hosptials where so many lives are being fought to breathe the earths air for just that little bit longer, but also in a war. Sitting there doing nothing hitting your remote in a safe environment where nothing else could go wrong and thinking about what you`re going to have for dinner, have way across the globe from you is someone or a group of people fighting for their lives in a heavy war, staying awake almost 24-7 in order to stay alive for just one more day and try to return safely back home to their families who are in a constant state of worrying about whether or not their child will eve return dead or alive. They fight these hideous battles for the freedom and comfort of the rest of the world, everday they are at risk of having their lives taken away from them, their families ripped apart and their lives with one less person to join them at the dinner table. Yet amongst all this, we do not ever hear them, or hear about them complaining about what they are doing. Their perspective on what they are doing and their objective is much broader than ours that do not fight. They know that what they do everyday not on their own soil, can bring them a much greater form of appreciation in return for what they have given.
We live each day as it comes and most days hope that tomorrow will be a perfect day; o in some cases you may want one particular day, or moment in time to last forever. But in the end, it all comes with a price.
Perhaps, you may not receive a giant bouquet of roses for your assistance and help to another, but the enormous quality of appreciation is there. If only we could see how certain people felt at the time when you help them; then we`d all understand this rather overlooked perspective.

My answer to my friend was that; the fact that you may not receive visble gifts in return for helping one person, but the greater form of gratitude can be given to you as a form of appreciation and saying "Thankyou". Not only that but for some people, they may not see that, as for they get satisfaction from helping others in this world, and not asking for anything in return; just only for their time to allow them to offer the hand of help. The concept of gratitude and compassion are very important aspects of virtues that are considerably overlooke in this everyday world.

So; if you read this and understand even one thing about what I have mentioned, then my part is done for now. If you can understand these words and have made you stop to think even for the slightest moment in your time of life, then I can simply ask no more. I express my gratitude to you all for your time and understanding.
Practice Gratitude!!!


Wake up each day,
and wake up again that very same day,

to truly see the life of today,
and not miss what the world has to say.

Know who you are,
know where you're going,

Stay true to yourself,
and show yourself

to all the people of the world
Don't hide away, show yourself,

don't let time stop you from anything
time will not stop for you to keep up

Do the opposite,
Be Strong,

Do What you think is right,
Make time keep up with you,

Move ahead, move forward,
to achieve what we are supposed to be. . .

All in oneday,because
tomorrow is a whole new day. . .


bp-10

Mosaic World

Hello Planet Earth!!!

You know, two months is quite a fair amount of time. It's also a short amount of time.

You hear people say, "Oh man, don't worry I got two months left to get the money"

but then by changing that a little bit and saying "Oh man, I got two months left to get the money".

Same sentence but taking out two words changes the whole meaning.

Two months is quite a fair amount of time. It's also a short amount of time.

Two words has quite a fair amount of meaning. Two words has also got not so much meaning.

It's been two months since I last wrote anything.

I can tell you now, that it has gone so quick. Until only recently I thought I had only missed the month of August, and that I had the whole of September to make up for it. But for some reason it's already October.

The concept of time seems to play tricks on everyone, maybe on certain people.

Allot has happened in the last two months. I'm sure it has for you all too.

I've seen so many things, I've heard so many things & I've even done so many things.

Even when you think you haven't done much, stop and think again. Even if it just involves you sitting around writing stuff down, playing your guitar, calling a friend on your phone or even falling asleep on your girlfriends couch when her parents needed to sit and kick back to watch the next episode of The Collectors.
I've seen many things, thought many things, heard many things...and the list goes on.
I've seen a dog jump out of a car window onto the road, I've seen a plane release a trail of smoke in the sky, I've seen a bird glide up and hover in the air and stay in that one exact spot, I've heard children shouting and yelling in a playground, I've heard new music come out of my own guitar, I've heard the sound of coins being scattered on a tabletop, I've made a change on at least one child, I've looked back at some decisions made in life and reflected on them in order to distinguish if they were the right ones, I've thought about the world beyond our own sky and who we are thinking about out there, whilst at the same time they look beyond their sky to imagine our world and whether or not our worlds will ever meet.
All in the last two months.

In saying all of that, a glimpse of what I've lived through in the last two months, I can't stop but wonder, what other people have seen over a period of two months. I want to know.
I want to know if someone else saw that bird glide up and hover in the exact same spot in the air, I want to know if someone else also heard children's' voices from across the road, I want to know if anyone else stopped to think and look beyond our own world and about someone else's world out there beyond our blue skies. We all live in the same world, what if one day, all of our minds, thoughts clashed at the same time. What if we all saw the same thing, thought the same though, heard the same music, felt the same emotion, loved the world for what it is. Not what it can be.
What if? Just think about it for a minute...

When one side of the world is dark, the other is light. Some places are ahead of time than another part of the world. When someone has lived through one day, the other side of the world is opening their eyes, and wiping the sleep out of their eyes and starting the same day someone else had just finished. Will they see the same thing as the other, will the same sort of day occur on the other side of the world?


I recently had someone tell me, that they see me as a "nice person". By that they meant a few things, because of certain things. I asked why...
The first thing she told me was that, I'm always bright, always smiling, and most of all...I always greet her and her friends as well as other people she said.
She told me her and a couple of close friends say that I am a nice guy who is always greeting everyone; even if I've never really spoken to them before, even if I've never really met them before until that moment...
I was quite shocked at the fact that they had observed and noticed all of this happening and what I do even if it was not directly associated with them.
I was moved by the fact that I had realised that some people do notice things whether you see it or not.

And not just that,

but it also got me thinking about what other people have seen and noticed...whether that be good or bad...
What does everyone else see in me, what do they think about me?
What do I want them to see? What do I want them to think about me?

Allot of people say, that they do not care about what others think of them?
But I find that hard to believe. . .
People always make assumptions and judgements of everyone each and everyday; and everyone has had people look at them, notice them and 'think' about who they are...

Everyone gets dressed each morning and almost never chooses something to wear which they want people to think negative about...Mostly everyone chooses a shirt or a dress and stops to think if it will go with everything else they are wearing. but subconsciously thinking about so if someone else saw what they were wearing, they wouldn't be embarrassed or feel uncomfortable in it.
We all do care about what other people see us as, how they see us, what they think about us, sometimes how they feel about us, and even what they are going to say to us.
So I suppose with this theory in mind; do we need to ask ourselves the same questions each morning as we get up to start the day?
Do we really need to think deeply about the things we say and do in order have others see you positively?
Should we really be wrapped up in all these questions that we may ask ourselves for a small aspect of our lives? Is it a small aspect of our lives?
Perhaps there are many other things that we should be asking ourselves each morning instead of trying to think of ways to have people see you in a certain way.

Things like greeting people and being bright, should come naturally...
Perhaps it is because of the nature of being human and to greet people that makes us all pure and full of life.
Perhaps that it is only a matter of simple pleasures in life that make everything appear so wonderful.

Perhaps. . .



It may be the life one
that helps to bring what has begun,

in order to find our way
through this life to make us stay,

for that little bit longer
to make us stronger

and have ourselves realise
the hopes and dreams that will idealize

us to make sure our life is full
and our memories that will pull

us through the hard times ahead
and the good times that's been said

and create our world with one love
and support those that have gone above,

so we can show our own beautiful attitude
to practice and share our gratitude

with the world we live in

and the people's hearts which we'll be filling.

bp-9

World's Library

I enjoy my sleep,

Some of you may really love your sleep, that you want to stay in bed til the very last second before you have to force yourself, to do a small stretch, yawn with your mouths open as ever and ever so slowly lift the blanket off your body and gently swing your legs over the side of the bed and hope that your feet are to touch the floor of some sort.
After you finally get up from your warm comforting bed you may call a second home; and go to work, catch up with friends for a movie, go for a walk with the dog, cook breakfast for the kids and pack their lunches. Whatever it is you may find yourself doing, you will always see something interesting, something big or small, there is always something or some things you may witness, overhear, commit. You get up in the morning and do your regular thing, you walk the dog and on your walk you see a bird fly past your early morning head and gently land on the branch of a tree, doing what it does, your dog sees another dog across the road and begins to bark at it trying to get it's attention; doing what it usually does. And of course sometimes you see the big things like a car accident, or hear a couple screaming at one another throwing unusual objects at one another, and for a moment you never knew how their expensive marble lamp got stuck in a rose bush lining the fence. And you never knew this sort of story was going on between those two, in the house right next to your own, after living there for many years.
My point is that everyday, everywhere you go there is something happening, sometimes even something so small that you never realize it. However, if you go somewhere after thinking about all of this, you'll see that you slowly begin to notice things, things that you would never have noticed, but that has always been there. Eventually you will begin to see the most smallest fragments of details in things and you discover a whole new story inside things. Such as late at night you walk the streets of your town and you notice all of the lights reaping out of the windows of the many different homes in the area. You take a look inside and you'll notice how in each window you look, everyone is doing something. Something different. One house may be a nice small family on the couch watching a movie on a Friday night, or in another window you may see an old man sitting alone on his old rugged couch with a small table of food in front of him, and along beside him is what looks to be an old photograph with the figure of a woman staring right at him. I am not trying to just say that every house has a different person in it, we know that. What I am truly trying to say is that inside every window is a story. A story only those people or that person truly knows about. The things each person has seen, heard experienced in their lives up until now, everyone has a background that we do not know about. The old man eating on his own with a photograph of a woman next to him; could tell a fabulous story about how they were once together and happy, but then for some unfortunate reason, their bond was broken. Whether she passed or not is beyond my understanding, but there is a story there.
This is what I mean when I say you begin to see things in detail, and you begin to see the smallest of things and notice many others that take place right around you.
Lately, I've been taking small pictures of objects that may or may not have a story to them. For example; an old guitar in an antique shop. It sits there on the window sill, facing out into the rest of the world, but lies with it is the story that may be behind it. How many owners did it have, what kind of music was played on it, and what went on around the people's lives that owned this beautiful object.
A simple mug of tea, it's been used over and over again by one or more people, the mug they use every morning and evening when they return from a long day at work perhaps, may have been a gift from a special person.
There is so much to see each day in our lives, everywhere we look. It's just that if you look hard enough, you can see some of the most beautifulest things this world has to offer. I don't like to miss it, which is why I do enjoy sleeping in but not all of the time. Every minute that I sleep, somewhere in this world, there is so much going on around me I can't begin to list them.
The smallest things such as my morning cup of coffee, my guitar, my car, my notes, I treasure them and try to fill them with many stories and interesting things as I can. To one day look back on them and find myself, deep in thought.
When I started to think about all of these things, I was confused about it. I saw one thing one way and a day later saw the same thing from another view. It amazed me as to how quickly a view could change in our minds. But, with all of these new thoughts, I've learnt to appreciate all of the small things that take place, exist around us. I've learnt to see them, actually.
In referring to the photo's I take of many things, I like to relate it all in my head to the title of my previous blog "Images Behind Photographs". It somehow seems to work.

I like the smallest things in life;
the smile on people's faces, the laughter of the children, the two birds in the tree singing, the man and woman hand in hand at sundown at the beach, the smell opening a new can of coffee, the smell of rain in the morning, the sight of sky continuing forever, the sound of bubble wrap, the feeling of being around friends, the image of Polaroids sliding out of the camera, the smell of fresh air in the mountains, the sounds of the checkout counters at the local super market, the feeling of falling asleep, the concept of staring at artwork in exhibitions, the sound of the bus doors opening, the sound of opening a can of coke, the feeling of stretching in the morning, the fish swimming in the pond peacefully, the cat jumping on you to wake you up, the lights dimming in a movie theatre, the taste of chocolate, the sight of an old couple walking down the street holding hands, the smile on a father's face when he See's his first born child for the first time, the frowning look on a child's face when he can't get what he wants, the way I sit out on my porch with a cup of tea and my notes to write lyrics, under the sun, under the shady umbrella over my head listening to the wind rustle the trees surrounding me with my cat sitting next to me.

...and of course, many more...

However, I will leave the rest for you to think and realize what small things in everyday life you notice and enjoy.



We sing, we learn,
We work, we earn,

We hope, we pray,
We cope, we play,

We sleep, we think,
but not enough to blink,
So that we do not miss,
the many wonders of a single kiss,

We tire, we cry
We wonder, we die,

The many thoughts of many,
flow through the skies of any,
of those that seek,
but do not meet,
to accomplish the impossible,
and to acknowledge the possible,

Eventually we say,
many words to pray,
for the love and the glory,
of anything to tell a story. . .

-Mr.Y



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