Jado is Backo

Hey everyone ..

I am back to my beloved city.

No matter what may happen here, whatever have happened here, it is the dearest city to my heart!!

So,

See you around

;-P

Cheerio!

Players In My Heart

They come and they go

They do not let me know

I am afraid to speak

But the words found a leak

A poem on a cloud

A voice with no sound

Something of a dream

Something good, I deem

But then it is my heart

That is played with as a cart

Taken and moved and driven

By one, two, three, and seven

Players, halt thy playing hand

Push me up, above the mystic land

Drop there, where I can fly

And smile as I go up high

Leave me wander for I crave

To be left alone in my own cave

To roam the world on my magical carpet

It's my dream. Got my target?!

Coincidence or Fate?

DON'T TURN AROUND

Ace Of Base / The Sign

If you wanna leave

I won't beg you to stay

And if you gotta go darling

Maybe it's better that way

I'm gonna be strong

I'm gonna do fine

Don't worry about this heart of mine

Just walk out that door

Yea see if I care

Go on and go now but

Don't turn around

'Cause you're gonna see my heart breaking

Don't turn around

I don't want you seeing me cry

Just walk away

It's tearing me apart

That you're leaving

I'm letting you go

But I won't let you know

I won't miss your arms around me

Holding me tight

If you ever think about me

Just know that I'll be alright

I'm gonna be strong

I'm gonna do fine

Don't worry about this heart of mine

I know I'll survive

Sure I'll make it through

And I'll even learn to live without you

Don't turn around

'Cause you're gonna see my heart breaking

Don't turn around

I don't want you seeing me cry

Just walk away

It's tearing me apart

That you're leaving

I'm letting you go

But I won't let you know

I wish I could scream out loud

That I love you

I wish I could say to you

Don't go

As he walks away he feels the pain getting strong

People in your life they don't know what's going on

Too proud to turn around he's gone

Don't turn around

'Cause you're gonna see my heart breaking

Don't turn around

I don't want you seeing me cry

Just walk away

It's tearing me apart

That you're leaving

I'm letting you go

But I won't let you know

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I was just listening to this song in the morning ... sitting on the coach .. wondering how nice and sensitive and loving its lyrics are .. and it crossed me .. just like the flashing of thunder: What if I had to live such an experience?!

Later that same night .. Just before few hours .. I had !!

And it feels like fire all over me!!

You Failed Me

O September, what can words write to such horrible deeds?
I went through the merriest moments while you were here;
Diving to collect the seashells and finding twigs for reeds,
But you have altered your gifts, or were my eyes not clear?

With no guilt I gain this and to this I must stay at my word,
My destiny worked his play and he has fired his charm;
At such conspiracies how can one keep quiet his sword?
Yet, I did and held a paint brush and drew on my face: calm.

Far , Older , and Different

I saw a sparkle of light flickering in my sky. It could have been a passing light, it could have been a meteor, or something else I never wish to know. Yet, I believed in this light, and adopted it to become my Sight and my Insight.

Deep within me, there was this monster called Past. He rang the bells of danger without hesitation. "Remember Remember .. It's already September". But I never paid attention. What is he yelling about? Nonsense. I am much stronger than time, much stronger than space, much more stronger than Fate.

Yet ...

I was not prepared for the truth ..

I didn't notice the glaring truth ..

That I was not all these great and powerful things ..

I was only: FAR , OLDER , AND DIFFERENT.

Would You Like to Have a Piece of Love?

• I want some pens and pencils, please.
• Sure, sir. Any prefered colors?
• Yeah, actually I am into black papers and scarlet red pens.
• Right away, sir. Care for some ribbons?
• Ribbons?
• Yes sir, to wrap the presents. Aren't they presents?
• Oh! No, no. Just for me.
• Okay. One minute.
• Mmmm.
• Well, here you go, anything else, sir?
• No, thank you.
• So, only the pens and pencils?
• Yes. Mmm .. what are you suggesting?
• Would you like to have a piece of Love?
• :-

When Love Passes By

Nothing is learned without much strife.

Nothing is gained without a certain measurement of loss.

All good deeds - or all thought-to-be good deeds could simply evoke latent feelings.

We are the experiments, as we are the experimenting people.



Such a joke .. a practical one .. to avoid it all of the time .. to advise people from treading upon its path .. yet, to fall in it .. in its pit .. without caution and care!!



"Where witty men fail to use their intellectual powers, dumbness dwell."



I have been lost in thoughts these passing days. Not comfortable thoughts, I ought to confess. In nature, I would not claim to be an adventurer, yet, as time summons the trials, it seems that I am much of an adventurer (and a reckless one) more than I have ever thought of or even dreamt of!



It is all related to my definition of Life!

For, what is Life?!

This is the eternal question that keeps on asking for a satisfying answer!!

Is life a thread of danger or a net of caution?

Is it an arch of triumph or a broken bow?

Is it a bewitching moment or a breathless night?

A coward's song or a King's dream?

A madman's tale of an idiot's game?

A Life full of Love of a Love full of Life?!



To stop at a point, the last one catches my interest.

L O V E, the sweet illusioned state. What is so important around it that makes us breathlessly sigh and ache? What are its components? Where it begins and ends? How much of hearts can you keep alive in your own heart? And is it a means or just a transient state?!



When love passed me by, I felt special once again. Not that I underestimate my character as many would think. I never underestimate myself, it is too silly to do so. What I mean is that: man is of to entities. The first one begins with himself and stops at his borders. The latter starts from within but is directed to others and is never activated unless 'the other' accepted to do so. It is very to know yourself, but what about the other? What about the other's reactions or feelings or even background? It is too difficult to guess, and when you really Trust, and reach a no-return path for you at least, you only discover at this moment that there was no need for such a thing .. in the first place. And I keep telling myself that it is 'Your fault", yet I know profoundly that it is not anybody's fault.



Things happen because they ought to happen.

What is going to come is going to come.

Don't rush things.

Be at ease.



Everything will come to its place in time.



Wisdoms didn't adopt any mysteries. They just enigmatically charged words with experiences of the centuries. So, each came forged with a heavy burden, one that needs expression at one side, and performance at the other, just to fulfill the credo's will.