Fayte's blog: "A Thing of Beauty"

TWO FRIENDS WERE WALKING THROUGH THE DESERT. DURING SOME POINT OF THE JOURNEY, THEY HAD AN ARGUMENT; AND ONE FRIEND SLAPPED THE OTHER ONE IN THE FACE. THE ONE WHO GOT SLAPPED WAS HURT, BUT WITHOUT SAYING ANYTHING, WROTE IN THE SAND: TODAY MY BEST FRIEND SLAPPED ME IN THE FACE. THEY KEPT ON WALKING, UNTIL THEY FOUND AN OASIS, WHERE THEY DECIDED TO TAKE A BATH THE ONE WHO HAD BEEN SLAPPED GOT STUCK IN THE MIRE AND STARTED DROWNING, BUT THE FRIEND SAVED HIM. AFTER HE RECOVERED FROM THE NEAR DROWNING, HE WROTE ON A STONE: "TODAY MY BEST FRIEND SAVED MY LIFE ". THE FRIEND WHO HAD SLAPPED AND SAVED HIS BEST FRIEND ASKED HIM, "AFTER I HURT YOU, YOU WROTE IN THE SAND AND NOW, YOU WRITE ON A STONE, WHY?" THE FRIEND REPLIED "WHEN SOMEONE HURTS US WE SHOULD WRITE IT DOWN IN SAND, WHERE WINDS OF FORGIVENESS CAN ERASE IT AWAY. BUT, WHEN SOMEONE DOES SOMETHING GOOD FOR US, WE MUST ENGRAVE IT IN STONE WHERE NO WIND CAN EVER ERASE IT." LEARN TO WRITE YOUR HURTS IN THE SAND AND TO CARVE YOUR BENEFITS IN STONE. THEY SAY IT TAKES A MINUTE TO FIND A SPECIAL PERSON, AN HOUR TO APPRECIATE THEM, A DAY TO LOVE THEM, BUT THEN AN ENTIRE LIFE TO FORGET THEM.

Heres a poem that lies close to my heart, Its by ee. Cummings. Its called "I am a Little Church (no great cathedral) I really like this one so pay attention!! I am a little church (no great cathedral) far from the splendor and squalor of hurrying cities --I do not worry if briefer days grow briefest, I am not sorry when sun and rain make april My life is the life of the reaper and the sower; My prayers are prayers of earth's own clumsily striving (finding and losing and laughing and crying) children whose any sadness or joy is my grief or my gladness Around me surges a miracle of unceasing Birth and glory and death and resurrection: Over my sleeping self float flaming symbols of hope, And I wake to a perfect patience of mountains I am a little church (far from the frantic world with its rapture and anguish) at peace with nature --I do not worry if longer nights grow longest; I am not sorry when silence becomes singing Winter by spring, I lift my diminutive spire to Merciful Him Whose only now is forever: Standing erect in the deathless truth of His presence (welcoming humbly His light and proudly His darkness) Dont count the old guys outta the picture ;] I really enjoyed that one ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Marvin J Ashton once said: "Perhaps the greatest charity comes when we are kind to eachother, when we dont judge or catagorize someone eles, when we give eachother the benifit of the doubt or remain quiet. Charity is accepting someones differences, weaknesses, & shortcomings; having patience with someone who has let us down, or resisting the impulse to become offended when someone doesnt handle something the way we might have hoped. Charity is refusing to take advantage of anothers weakness & being willing to forgive someone who has hurt us. Charity is expecting the best of eachother."

More afraid of not flying than of falling, More afraid to jump right in than stalling, More afraid to sit in silence than to speak up for myself, More afraid to sit back & watch than to stand up for someone eles, More afraid to close my mind than to open my eyes & see, More afraid to close my mind than to let in diversity, More afraid of not trying than of failing, More afraid of slipping than hanging onto the railing, More afraid to settle for less than to keep striving, More afraid of not living than of dying!

To laugh is to risk appearing the fool, To weep is to risk appearing sentimental, To reach out for another is to risk involvement, To expose feeling is to risk exposing your true self, To place your ideas, your dreams, before a crowd is to risk their loss, To love is to risk not being loved in return, To live is to risk dying, To hope is to risk despair, To try is to risk failure, But risks must be taken, because the greatest hazard in life is to risk nothing, And a person who risks nothing, is nothing, does nothing, and has nothing. They may avoid suffering and sorrow but they cannot learn, feel, change, grow, love, or live. Chained by their certitudes they are a slave, they have forfeited their freedom. Only a person who risks is truely free!

I would rather have one little rose, From the garden of a friend, Than to have the choicest of flowers, When my stay on earth must end, I would rather have one pleasant word, In kindness said to me, Than flattery when my heart is still, And life has ceased to be, I would rather have a loving smile, From friends I know are true, Than tears shed round my casket, When this world Ive bid adieu, Bring me all your flowers today, Whether pink or white or red, Id rather have one blossom now Than a basketful when Im dead!

Some days Im like a passionate fire & other days Im ice You may wanna be friends But Ill warn ya now theres a price Ill tell you what I think Straight to your face You might hate me for it But hey, that kind of honestys hard to replace Ill talk about music till your hearts content Ill share Ill flirt But if you start to get rude or distasteful Ill knock your dick in the dirt I cannot tolerate A theif or a lier I wanna douse them with gasoline And set them on fire! Nothing comes between Me & my son, We do awesome things together And its a barrel of fun! I cant stand to be around The hauty or the fake I mean theres only so mauch drama One could possibly take So if you like what you see Gimmie a shout If I like what I see Ill share more of what Im about

ok here goes Why do we close our eyes when we sleep? When we cry? When we imagine? When we kiss? This is because the most beautiful thing in the world is unseen. We are all a little weird and lifes a little weird and when we find someone whos weirdness is compatable with ours, we join up with them & fall into natural weirdness & call it love. There are things that we never want to let go of, people we never want to let go of, people we never want to leave behind. But keep in mind that letting go isnt the end of the world, its the beginning of a new life. Happiness lies for those who cry, those who hurt, those who have searched & those who have tried, For only they appreciate the importance of the people who have touched their lives. A great love? Its when you shed tears & you still care for her, its when she ignores you & you still long for her. Its when she begins to love another & yet you smile & say im happy for you. If love fails, set yourself free, let your heart spread its wings & fly again. Remember that you may find love & lose it but when love dies you never have to die with it. Somehow along the course of life you learn about yourself & realize there should never be regrets, only lifelong appreciation of the choices you make. A true friend understands when you say I forgot. Waits forever when you say just a minute. Stays when you say leave me alone. Opens the door even before you knock & says come in. Love is not how you forget, but how you forgive. Not how you listen but how you understand. Not what you see but how you feel, & not how you let go but how you hold on. Its more dangerouse to weep inwardly rather than outwardly. Outwardly tears can be wiped away while secret tears scar forever. In love very rarely do we win. But when love is true, even if you lose, you still win. Just for having the tingle of loving someone more than you love yourself. There comes a time when we have to stop loving someone, not because that person has stopped loving you, but because you found theyd be happier if you just let go. Its best to wait for the one you want, than to settle for the one thats available. Best to wait for the one one you love, than the one who is around. Best to wait for the one who is right because life is too short to waste on just someone. Sometimes the one you love turns out to be the one who hurts you the most, and sometimes the friend who takes you in her arms & cries when you cry turns out to be the love you never knew you wanted!