Posts Tagged ‘hope’
November 11th, 2011 Posted 10:56 pm
For as long as I can remember, I’ve always put my full faith into everything I’ve wanted to accomplish.
It’s strange to explain, but whenever a new goal or ambition enters my heart, I have this deep knowing that the universe will obligingly set everything in place to allow me to fulfil this dream, and that nobody and nothing will hinder me from reaching my destination.
I often notice little ‘synchronicities’ around me when I have one of these goals in focus.
They’re like perfect signs from an external force, greater than I could ever imagine. They encourage me to pursue this path I’m on.
February 6th, 2009 Posted 11:10 pm
Back in the days playing gigs in pubs around south-east Queensland we’d always meet characters. Some people were hilarious, some were drowning their sorrows, some were agressive, some were flirty, some were complete nutters, and some had really amazing stories to tell.
We had a residency on Tuesday nights at the Parkwood Tavern on the Gold Coast, and there was this one girl in particular who was a regular at the pub. I gradually got to know her as weeks went by, and one night during breaks between sets she completely opened up to me about her past. Her story really, really moved me, and later on that night I sat and wrote down everything I could remember about our conversation, with the intention of one day turning her life story into a song. I’m yet to do that, and to be honest I’d completely forgotten about her until the other day when I happened to read over my old notes. A flood of memories came rushing back, and I’m going to share her story here, both because I wonder how she’s doing today, and also because it makes me realise how fucking lucky I am to be living the life I’m living.
Just a warning: it’s a bit explicit.
It was the 20th of March, 2007. I didn’t get her name. Well I’m sure I did at some stage, but I didn’t make note of it, and I definitely can’t remember it. She was in her early 20′s, quite attractive, fairly thin and around 170cm tall with light brown/blondish hair. She exuberated a very honest, friendly personality, and she also had quite a “simple” feel to her, suggesting she wasn’t the academic type and didn’t really have any major ambitions in life. Despite this, however, I got a clear impression from early on that she was vulnerable, and there was something underneath her confident disposition that suggested all was not well.
You wouldn’t have known it at a first glance, but she was a junkie.
September 16th, 2008 Posted 2:25 pm
Follow the path of hope
A path of optimism… a path of expectation… a path of everlasting wonder
Follow the path of change
A path of fresh air… a path of releasing past struggles for prosperous endeavours… a path of greener pastures
Follow the path of happiness
A path of pleasure… a path of joy… a path of ecstasy
Follow the path of destiny
A path of coincdental reminders… a path of fateful encounters… a path of the natural order of the universe
Follow the path of creation
A path of free will… a path of endless possibilities… a path opened wide by pure imagination
Follow the path of peace
A path of yearned contentment… a path of inner knowing… a path of tranquility
Follow the path of love
A path of no conditions… a path of soul connections… a path of pure magic
Follow the path of perfection
A path of you… a path of me… a path of all that is
Follow any of these paths in life
And you will ultimately be lead to the ethers of hell where the burning rubble drains your soul, the malicious, dancing flame eats into your heart and the devil himself eradicates every last seed of inspiration from your once fully-sowed body.
© 2008 Daniel Schaumann