Wednesday, March 21, 2012

To you and only you.

Why do we work soo hard to please the wrong people, when all we need to please is ourselves? Why do we care soo much as to how we look like, how we dress or how we act in front of others when God is our only judge? It seems though everyone is aware of that they keep doing the same shit always worrying what people might say or do that would hurt your image, but they couldn't care less about their image in front of God. I’m not a saint either, I sometimes forget that too, but I pray with all my heart that I never forget that God is my only judge and savior. So to you God I'm being nice to those who don't deserve, to you God I respect the opinion of others, to you God I care about people who never had a thought of me.

To you God, and only to you.


50 Geneh

In this split of a second it was all just crystal clear, it's like everything went into slow motion mode and I was the only one moving fast. In this split second I got perspective of everything, in this split second I discovered I might be losing someone very dear to my heart that was enough adrenaline for me to be faster than the situation and act.

Suddenly I find myself running towards her, grabbing her from whatever part of her clothes I could clutch and when I finally got a grip of her, I took her in my arms and held her soo close to my heart which couldn’t stop beating soo fast; it was going to come out of my chest. We lied there on the ground not believing what had just happened here, if it was really or were we just dosed off of the very few hours of sleep we get everyday. We didn't know.

We sat there mouth wide open from surprise and not knowing how to act, we started laughing and tearing up at the same time, our feelings were soo messed up we just kept staring at the fence.

I looked at her and I could almost swear I saw death in her eyes, I couldn't imagine what she could be feeling at this moment, and to be specific I really didn't want to imagine.

She sat down after the a long glare of shock and when she could finally speak the first thing she said was ' My whole life just flashed in front of my eyes and thank God I had prayed everything today '

Moments like these, these small moments which happen in a split second could change your life forever; yes it was Sarah who was going to fall off the third floor, but that moment changed something in the core of my being. It changed me. Moments like these happen so we can remember why we were initially brought to this world and how are we going to leave it.

If just saving Sarah's life changed that much in me, how could it have influenced HER? How did she feel after she saw her whole life flash before her, I can't imagine she'll ever be the same.

Sarah has always been a person who inspired me either through her amazing strong character or through her talented influential writing, but after this experience it's safe to say Sarah has influenced me because of her existence - as simple as that.

Sarah you're strong, you're inspirational, you're very much influential. Keep strong and STAY ALIVE