The Light Shine Inn

I have moved to Wordpress

2011-12-30T22:52:00.000Z

Thank you so much for all the views! I have moved to wordpress as I feel it has a much better layout etc...I won't delete anything off of here. So that it can continue to be read by people! But all those who want to see my newer writing as I have grown up a lot since this blog please go to..

http://myshadowcanwrite.wordpress.com

Link to my new Blog..

2011-12-27T21:14:00.000Z

Hey,

Much as I love this blog..My life has changed drastically and I am a different person now. My new blog is more connected to my personality and how I see things and what I see!

http://myshadowcanwrite.wordpress.com/

Please visit and comment! Hope to hear from you :)

This blog is No Longer Active...

2011-09-01T01:27:00.002+01:00

I felt this blog no longer represented me but just represented a way in which I can write. It at times felt like it wasn't me writing so I have decided to start fresh with a blog more about me, my personal life and my poetry etc...

It can be found at

http://beendancingtomyownbeat.blogspot.com/

Never Knowing What's Next

2011-07-25T16:13:00.000+01:00

If we knew what was coming next in life, even with our own emotions, would life be easier? My opinion is no! I would not be happy in knowing that in a weeks time someone I loved is going to die, or in year or even ten. Because I would always look at them and know that there time is shortening to a moment I can pin point. I wouldn't want to know when a boyfriend is going to break up with me, because I'd want to enjoy what we have whilst it lasted. But if I could know things like this, I could do so much for the world.

Like knowing when bad things are going to happen, such as the recent Norway attack. If I could of known it was coming I could of stopped it. Or Amy Winehouse if I could of seen it, I could of stopped it, but couldn't we all already see it? She was a beautiful talented young woman and we could see and hear she was in pain, but the world stood by and just reported it. But being able to see would be too much responsibility for me. I am not the man you want, I couldn't handle the truths and the pain.

But is there anyone in this world that should be able to see, is there anyone prepared to harbor that burden, to see that pain. Is knowing even enough though? By knowing can they make a change? Or is it impossible to move the foundations of time, to change the future?

If you ever meet someone who you believe has the strength and kindness within to be able to see, tell them. Tell them that though they are blind to the future that they can still try to see and should try to see, because it seems that now more than ever someone in the world needs to open there eyes...

Revenge-The Desire To Break The Neck Of Something Fluffy Compels You

2011-03-16T19:23:00.000Z

Okay, so in many of my posts I talk about kindness, love and happiness. But what I seem to be forgetting is that though I do like that stuff I'm still human and also to protect these things violence, anger and hate must step forth to defend the softness of Love, kindness and happiness.

But protecting something isn't the only reason a person does an act of violence, anger or hate. Me as a person I am mildly violent at times, have a lot to be angry about and don't hesitate to air that and though it be a strong word there are things I hate, though I wish there weren't I do hate many things and people I hate.

And I think, to be able to love wholly it is important to air what you hate freely, in order to promote honesty and to allow people in your life to know what to not expose you to if they can manage that. And also to get revenge on the things you hate (providing that they are morally unjust) is something I believe keeps balance in this world, and makes people aware that what they've done is wrong and you as a person don't just have walls that they can break down, but machine gun behind it, locked and loaded!

To give you a few examples of what and who I hate I decided that I would give a list of anything that springs to mind, this is only an exercise for me really in order to be able to release my anger and hate on a public platform, but also as I am currently angry and I want to be honest, and harness my emotions even if it is offensive, I'm not bothered as that is part of me, I'm not a bitch because I won't whisper or mumble my anger I will air it with valid reasons. Never just inconsistent bullshit like "Oh she has too loud a voice, it does my head in!"

The Things I Hate

Liars
War
Grimy Politicians
Thieves
Murderers, rapists etc
People who can judge another person but cannot take the time to judge themselves
People who cannot forgive others
Drugs (only when they ruin lives, done in moderation etc is fine by me)
People who think themselves a station above another person, we are all equal
Slyness
Not getting revenge

The Importance Of Getting Revenge

I think it is extremely important that if someone does something that is extremely bad and effects you or your friends or families life drastically or had the intention to effect you or someone elses life drastically then revenge is an absolute must in order to make them aware that they won't get away with it!

REVENGE IS PUNISHMENT! Don't take the easy way out and say "Oh they'll get there come up sooner or later" because if they don't then they get away Scott free.

So the Morale to this Post is not to hate on things but commit revenge break someones fluffy little neck sometimes because throughout history to many people have gotten away with things! Revenge is sweet, and that wouldn't be such a popular saying if it was a lie...So sit down in The Light Shine Inn and for once use everything in you that's not right to make things in your past right, make sure you get repentance..

(This doesn't mean go out and be violent, it means be clever, Hate on a hater before they hate again)

Be Prepared...The Change

2011-03-07T02:06:00.001Z

Excuse me while my friend Rachel B goes for a piss! Truth is! I hate you!!!!!!!! I spend too much time pretending that I feel love love! Try fucking setting love on fire! Truth is look out the window love is dead! And don't you love the truth!

Let's hold the hate because that is your weapon! The good, the bad, and the fugly are all ugly!! Because we all wanna hate on someones fate! So stop trying to write the words down because paper is within burning reach! So shut your trap and take the truth because love only feels emotion and that emotion is the proof of who you are, so be prepared to be unprepared!

Co written by Ray Ray

The Love Star

2011-03-03T20:52:00.000Z

The Brighter It Burns, the sooner it fades. But as a metaphor is that true? How long can a person shine?
Can a person forever uphold there love, release there joy, and bask in life?

A man or woman cannot live forever, but I believe with love they shine on!

In the public eye, so much love is shown, a persons memory stays with so many, when love was there greatest weapon.

Love is soft, love is warm, Love is a star that shines, whether strong or weak within each and every heart. Throughout history, throughout literature, throughout life, so many find solstice in Love. Love is pure and perfect, and most of all Love is a weapon and a shield.

It is said that "Love is a many splendid thing, Love lifts us up where we belong!"

Love is always heading for something or someone. Love is not just found in a lover, but in a friend, in family in a photograph. A distant memory wading through the pool of life...Remember your love and it will lift you up to "where you belong".

But with Love comes pain, anguish, remorse and anger! But Love needs to be protected from these things, how far would a person go to prevent the hate and hurt that Love can go?
How far have people gone for Love?

Romeo and Juliet, with love came tragedy. They would rather not live than live without each-others love.

Mother's and Father's throughout time have killed to protect there children to allow themselves to continue in being able to nurture, they protect.

How far a man or woman can go for Love depends on the capacity a person has to Love. Would you kill for love? Would you drop everything for love, leave your life for that one special person, for your child? For your family?

Ask yourself how far you would go...Learn about how far you are willing to go for love and you will Learn how far the Light of your Love Star can shine. How bright it's light, and whether it can truly keep you warm at night. To learn this, you must learn how strong your love is as a weapon..and a shield

The brighter your love shines, the stronger you become. Bask in the glow of your own Love Star and wrap those you love in your warmth, your softness, your Star.

Passion Is Power...That's Why Your Beautiful

2011-02-01T17:31:00.001Z

Some questions can never be answered, some problems never solved. There is no doctor in this world that can mend a broken heart.
But what seems important now, in ten years time will seem like child's play. We grow older and with age we learn new lessons. Every day is a blessing, and you really should count them. Don't run from your problems, because you'll only run into them. What you have is worth first place and gold, and that's life.

I'm thankful for what I can do, what I've achieved. I'm proud of my achievements, and learn from my mistakes. It's not about what I haven't done it's about what I have, and it's not about what I can'do, it's about what I can. And if you can't do it, and you want to then just try because you can do anything you set your heart to, if you just try.

Passion is power, and with great power comes great responsibility. So with great passion comes great responsibility. If you have the power to be passionate then you are more powerful than any obstacle. So if your heart is broken, your mind is weak, or you just don't know any more. Fear not, place your passions into yourself, and you will draw the powers of your own Passion.

A diamond is cold, beautiful, but cold. A heart is warm, ugly, but warm. And passion thrives in the warmth of the heart not the twinkle of a diamond. Forget about money, forget about material objects, and with them forget your poisons, and be your own antidote.

Your future is your hope, the sky will again be blue, as sure as the summer comes, so does happiness. As sure as the bee collects honey, your life collects love, you just have to look in the right flowers.
Your beautiful because you can be. And to just be is to believe in life. And belief in the powers of chance and the future is belief in yourself.

The Light Shine Inn: The Warmer Blog

2011-01-16T22:23:00.001Z

It's 2011, and it's no warmer outside than it was in 2010. So I decided I wanted to make my blog a warmer place, a place where the Christmas Spirit will be welcomed all through the year. I wanted to make a place where people discuss The Beautiful Moments In Life, a place where Individuality is Embraced. A place to feel the Warmth Within, and remember the love around us. So from this moment forth I declare my blog no longer my blog, it is now The Light Shine Inn.

The Light Shine Inn is always open, and Freedom of Speech is always welcome. So don't hesitate to leave your comments. So feel free to grab a slice of Love Cake and a Cup of Calm, and feel free to Forget Whatever You Want.

His Lullaby My Prayer

2011-01-15T19:50:00.004Z

Jack be nimble, Jack be quick don't burn all your candle wick.

Distant Light, Distant Night,

First love on a winters night,

I wish I may, I wish I might,

Live this dream I dream tonight.

Beautiful Dreamer,

May angels watch over you,

I'll come to your window,

And watch your golden slumber,

I see you there crying for the world,

Hush my baby,

Sleep.

Dream,

All things bright and beautiful,

This little light of mine,

Oh how you let it shine,

It feels better than love,

It's larger than life,

Love.

Let's fly away,

Live amongst the clouds,

Rain down our love,

Come be my dream,

This my evening prayer,

Your little lullaby,

I'll sing every night,

You'll lay down your head,

And as you sleep,

I'll blow out the moon,

And tuck in the sun,

Lay down your head,

I'll sing your lullaby,

My prayer.

The Most Beautiful Moment In My Life...

2010-12-14T14:22:00.000Z

This is a true story, but names have been changed for privacy reasons...

I was 14, I was unsure of myself, and I was immature. I had friends, two great friends in fact Lily and Hope. They were both great girls, they both liked a bit of drama like any 14 year old girl. There would be fall outs and bust ups. Me and Lily would argue a lot, but we knew really that we loved each other (and are still best of friends now).

We were okay at school I wasn't there a lot, and when I was there I would be a bit on the bad side. But Lily and Hope still knew I was just an idiot and loved me for it. We were hung up with things like boys, and getting wasted at the weekend (like most British teenagers).

Hope was a great girl, she was confident, fun and a good friend and had a big heart when she wanted to. And Lily was also all of the above. They were both very Intelligent also. Everyday after school would finish we would leave school and go to Hope and Lily's for them to get changed before we would go off and do something pointless like sit on a bench for hours. I couldn't go home because I lived too far from school. So this was just a normal day like any other. We causally walk up to graces house, happy as could be for a normal afternoon.

Now Hope's family were a bit different, and her parents should be commended for there ability to love. And through it all they both had sight problems. Both were basically blind.

Now personally I would think it horrible to be blind like most. But her parents never seemed angry about it, in fact her mother always spoke in such a soft nice warm tone, as though talking to a child, but it was never patronising. Don't get me wrong things weren't perfect they obviously had arguments like most families etc.

Anyway on this day me, Lily and Hope arrived on Hope's doorstep. Hope went in and her mum was there in the corridor waiting for her. She looked very happy, like a child on Christmas morning there was a sparkle about her. She was a bit excitable, and she explained to us how she had been given some new glasses by the NHS..And that these glasses had made it so she could see slightly, especially close up.

So she then turns to her daughter Hope, who remember is 14 years old, and says, "come closer, Hope" and grace is a bit confused but shuffles closer. And as she gets quite close in her mum turns to her and says "This is the first time in 14 years I have been able to look at my daughters face properly!"

At this moment me and Lily are a blubbering mess, this was a moment that two 14 year old's were not prepared for. It was like a blessing to be allowed to see such a warm and loving moment. And still to this day I remember it, it may be blurry with time, but its there warm in my heart. As the moment I learnt a lot more about life and love.

How must this woman have felt to finally see her daughter properly after 14 years. It was probably one of the greatest days of her lives. And I would like to thank her for that moment, because no matter what even in the midst of all that teenage angst, I could still stop to recognise a moment of pure happiness. So perhaps those out there who have yet to feel a moment of pure happiness, perhaps they will never. Perhaps they treat others with hate and discrimination perhaps it's because they haven't had a beautiful moment to keep them in place ad remind them that beauty can be found in the most unexpected of places, at the most unexpected of times. And hopefully one day they will be blessed.

So when Hope steps into someone's vision and you see that, then remember that Hope exists around you whether it exists in your current moment or not. It will come even if it takes 14 years.

The Fugly Thuggers!

2010-12-10T11:35:00.001Z

"Where's the poppy's? Who forgot the poppy's? Oh for fuck sake! Lets burn a Christmas tree, piss on Churchill and desecrate war veteran statues instead. That'll get us attention"
Probably the average level of conversation the idiots that were violent at the student protests could reach.

Oh dear...Well the rioting was one thing. The fires and silly smoke bombs were another, I even don't have too massive an opinion on the injured police officers..But now thing have gone even farther. And it makes me sick.

This dirty scum, they believe it acceptable to desecrate statues of war heroes. Yet I bet they would have had a very big opinion on the Muslim Fanatics, and would've said they deserve to be burnt etc. The girl who swung from the cenotaph in memory of war heroes who have died! The guy who took a piss on Churchill, I mean I find Churchill a bit annoying but I'd never piss on the man he did his best for this country in a hard time.

They Burnt the Christmas tree in from Trafalgar square, absolutely destroying it. The very Christmas tree which Norway give us as thanks for saving them from the Nazi's in tradition.

What did this achieve? They forget the Spirit Of Christmas

What makes all this worse than the Muslim Fanaics who burnt the poppys is the fact that most of these students are british, they desecrate the british name. By doing thisk, they stoo to the same level and make so we can't have an opinon on the Muslim Fanatics as we are just as bad. Well I want to make it clear that I as a student, and a british citizen I fucking hate them students. They will forever stay in the fugly file! And If I ever met them I would be surely the first to let them know I don't see them as British or people or a representative of a student. I see them as in the same league as the small minority of people who posed as Muslims burning poppies on remembrance day. At least they came from a past where they were angry at violence done to there relatives r friends or culture. The government aren't being violent to students there just taking the piss...Doesn't mean we should take out on our grandparents!

I think the country should find them haters, chew them up, spit them up. They owe apologies. This is no tug of war of what's right or wrong, they are wrong and an embarrassment. I thought it was Student Rights Not Riots. In the world of the good the bad and the fugly, they are definitely Fugly Thuggers.

Loves Real But I Don't Believe In It

2010-12-09T16:29:00.000Z

Lay me down, in a bed of roses.

Will I feel the thorns or the petals?

Spending life searching for something you like to call beauty.

Living in fear of the ugliness.

I could pretend that the rose has no thorns,

I could imagine Beauty,

We can fill a room with light but there will forever be a shadow,

If love could speak what would it say?

If love could travel the distance, how far could it go?

Would Love be a poet?

Would love be riding on the crest of a wave in the moonlight

Or the belly of a beast in battle?

You Created Paradise...

2010-12-02T18:33:00.000Z

Paradise is a part of you...

Paradise is never Lost...

Paradise is Part of you

You created Paradise...

Paradise is a beautiful word. The word is the best word in my opinion for making a person happy. The word paradise means a different thing for every person. Some see paradise in love, some through money some simply as a tropical island surround by beautiful people. My paradise changes from day to day, so i guess my paradise is not yet defined as I am a person am still nowhere near knowing myself.

By using the word paradise you instantly offer someone the opportunity to delight in their desires mentally at least for a second. It brings you to your happy place, and that is where we should always be, but can't, well can't for most people.

But I believe paradise is the extent to which our brain can connect with our needs, wants and emotions, I believe it is a representation of these three things. So when a person delves into their own paradise, they see a version of themselves in the way there imagination see's them as a person, there goals, there ambitions. So in my opinion paradise is found through it's creator...You.

Warm Hearts Through Cold Nights...Merry Christmas

2010-11-30T23:15:00.000Z

Merry Christmas To You...
Escape the cold, Light a fire, make a hot chocolate, hold a loved on.
It's all the same means to an end.

We've all experienced the cold, and we all think of the warmth that were trying to get to when were in the cold. We can learn a lot from ourselves, from our own need to reach the warmth. Through this we teach ourselves without even realising, if we'd just stop to see ourselves. We teach ourselves, that through the cold we should hunt for the warmth.
We do it physically, well why not emotionally? We never stand around in the cold. But why do we stand around in our cold thoughts and memories. Why do we linger on the unhappiness, when we could search for the warmth. We wrap ourselves up in blankets and scarves. We take care that our loved ones are warm and snug. Well isn't it time we took the cold, and wrapped that up. Heat it up with warmth and love. Sit down with your coldness and hand it a hot chocolate. Think of the warmth in your life, and you'll be on your way out of the cold. We should Live For The Love In Our Lives

What makes you colder in life can only make the warmth that little bit warmer.

Barking mad

2010-11-28T21:28:00.000Z

Bark at the next person you see...

Have you ever asked yourself if your going crazy? I did, and I came to the conclusion were all insane! We all do things that any one other person on this earth would find absolute nuts!

What makes me crazy...And You seem sane...

I talk to myself all the time, I have full blown conversations sometimes. It could be about anything like cheese. Yes I make small talk with myself...

I shout at the telly, the computer, the leaky washing machine..They can't hear me.

I speak to food, telling it all the dirty things I'm going to do to it.

I laugh at an odd thought in my head, in the middle of a silent room filled with people.

I sometimes get uncomfortable so I'll make a random noise or say a random word to cure the silence.

I've tasted my toenails (disgusting I know)

I have to be able to see everyone in the room most of the time or I feel uncomfortable

The list goes on..But where this leads is, everyone is a bit odd they all do something different. People will confuse you. They will on first impression make an absolute idiot of themselves or come across as a freak. But be gentle, because next time you could be the freak. Because your different, and so is the next person. So when a person makes a random barking sound in your direction. Just remember that individuality is the key to success in this world and bark at them back. I promise I'll bark, if you do. My philosophy is The best things in life are crazy...Bark at a stranger, make there day.

Endless Possibilities of Fighting With A Blank Canvas

2010-11-28T13:26:00.000Z

I saw a man, he was slumped alone in the doorway in the cold. His eyes looked faded, as though he could not see life any more, just the death that consumes it. He looked vacant, he looked alone, the windows to his soul were wounded. He was wounded. How did he get there? I immediately assume drugs. But I'm probably wrong, he looks at me, he notices me noticing him. But he doesn't care, he can't really see me, and he assumes I can't see him. He lowers his head, as though a submission to his emptiness, his unimportance in life. The pain in his face looked old and withered, and I felt pang of guilt and empathy. How could I not?

This man had suffered so much tragedy, I could see it. He thought himself pointless, I could feel it. Could he really be to blame for this? Could you really say, well he probably put himself there in the first place. Is that the right thing to say. Isn't he a person? Aren't we entitled to make mistakes.

But what I really want to know is, did this man fight? Did he cling to life? Or did he go down without a fight? This man could of been there for so many reasons, but what had brought him to give up. To vacate this world in preparation for his inevitable end.

Shouldn't he always fight for his right to live the life with love. Does someone miss him? Is there any tears being shed for him out there? Is there a home for his weary feet?

I wish I could see his footprints in the sand, to know if he could fight, would fight, should fight. If there is no love for him, is he right in giving up. Does he shed a tear at night, when he lies alone in the cold, no warmth, no home. This man, this sunken shell of a man, his emptiness.

Peel back the layer, break down the walls, tear down the sky. Un-paint the picture, erase the story, and just see the blank expression on my face. I am a canvas, an endless possibility. I become me. Isn't becoming what you would call me one of the most beautiful things on this Earth. Aren't we as an individual just an intense array questions, answers, emotions, opinions. Don't we as a singular person exist alone as an entire universe. Should we really explore the world when we need to explore ourselves. Is that not the next step in evolution?
The world has so much to offer, but as a human as a person, we have everything to offer. We are the master of our own possibilites, our future.
Take up your mind your soul and your heart and paint your own picture, don't go down without a fight!

Tears in The Rain

2010-11-28T12:05:00.001Z

In this rain,
They can't see my tears,
The tears they roll down my cheek,
But they only see the rain,
The rain,
The rain,
The rain,
The tears in the rain,

In this rain,
They don't hear my cries,
The cries they echo in the distance,
But they only hear the rain,
The rain,
The rain,
The rain,
The cries in the rain,

In this rain,
They don't sense my fear,
The fears they swell in the battlefield,
But they only the sense the rain,
The rain,
The rain,
The rain,
The fears in the rain.

The tears,
The cries,
The fears,
Silenced by the rain,
The rain,
The Tears,
The Tears in the rain,
The cries in the rain,
The fears in the rain
The rain.

The Warmth Of Autumn Candlelight

2010-11-28T11:27:00.003Z

The candle burns a soft glow on the room, as I revel in the warmth of my life. Basking in the radiance of future possibilities and hopes.

Passion is a passion.
You are my sweetest love,
So I cry with a stutter,
I hold back my flight,
For you are the last of the love songs,
You are the rose without a thorn,
You are my warm embrace,

I thank you for your Autumn warmth,
Your gentle glow,
Words don''t come easily,
But for you I murmur intelligibly onwards.

The Right, The Wrong, and The Wonderful!

2010-11-26T19:26:00.000Z

In society today were always asking ourselves in fact we are obsessed with, what is right, what is wrong, but shouldn't we just ask ourselves more often, what is wonderful?
Life is about making wrong turns, like getting lost right before an important interview or meeting and Wrong decisions, like walking out on the person you love through fear of commitment, and regretting it. But don't we learn from our mistakes? When we walk out on love, don't we learn to never walk out again, to stand and fight our inner demons. Does that mean we have to be wrong in order to be right?

We feel great about right turns and our right decisions, like getting married, or taking a left instead of a right and bumping into an old friend and rekindling a great friendship. Isn't it the unexpected moments that make our right decisions even more right?
But more importantly, what about the wonderful in our lives? Whether whatever we find wonderful is right or wrong? Does that matter? For it to be wonderful does it have to be right? What is wonderful? Is wonderful a word, like love that is subjective to it's user?
In my view it's right to be wrong about the wonderful! Because though others may find your wonderful wrong, for you at the time of wonderful it is right!
For me wonderful is, the feeling of knowing a loved one is by my side through thick and thin. The feeling of knowing that I've worked hard to accomplish my own dreams and aspirations.
But my wonderful doesn't stop in love or achievement, it dwells in 'The seven sins'...It is wonderful for me to splash around in wealth whenever I get the chance, it is wonderful for me to indulge in my own self worth and pride! The list goes on, and for me it is right, because it feels wonderful, but to you it may be wrong.
So I pose the question, is it right to live in a world full of self wonder? Is it right to enjoy what others may see as wrong? So many people, die trying to right the wrongs, but what if we tried just making things wonderful?
Stop dwelling in what's right or wrong, and dwell in being wonderful, because life has wonders, and we should live for the life we love.
But in a whole other sense should we really ignore what is wrong and what is right? I think even they are words of an abstract nature, so it is up to us ourselves to define what is right and what is wrong, and what they mean. Free will is ours, and the freedom of thought is everlasting, unlock a thought and delve deeper into it, and find the wonderful in your rights and wrongs.
The message of this is, an abstract word is our friend, use it , but don't abuse it. But those who have an abstract word must always know, with great power comes great responsibility.

Imagine All The People

2010-11-21T14:52:00.002Z

Imagine there's no countries
It isn't hard to do
Nothing to kill or die for
And no religion too
Imagine all the people
Living life in peace

Imagine, John Lennon

The man spoke such truth. People may have there religion, they may have there country, but imagine they didn't. Imagine there just people, and we'll live our lives in peace. He calls himself a dreamer, but don't we all dream for a better place?

Our imagination is all we have left, with our imagination we can see the outcome of our decisions. But we are not the only one's with an imagination, Ghandi had an imagination, and with it he changed the world. He showed the full potential of imagination being our greatest weapon.

I write because I want to learnt to use my imagination, but my imagination is always creating success and great thins for myself and I can never write properly for imaginative purposes because I care too much about my own success...

But if i was to follow in Ghandi's footsteps and use my imagination to make things happen for myself, then in my own way couldn't my imagination be the key to my future.

My philosophy is that Imagination is the key to our future. Imagination is the way in which we can change the world, Imagine a better place and project your imagination into life and hopefully our imagination will become reality! Imagine all the people, Living Life in peace!

Live For The Love In Your Life

2010-11-16T16:38:00.000Z

All the clocks are spinning back for me, colour turns to black and white. I can see the line across the sand you left, the division between me and you. One second you were here the next it's darkness, and it's my loneliest time of day now. This is Autumn and the dirt road is obscured by the seasons indecisiveness, my heart it waits for you to sing like a hummingbird, to float back like a drifting cloud searching for its ocean.

Loss is the ultimate form of pain, to lose a smile, to a memory to lose a moment in time that should live on forever. To lose a person, to lose a loved one, to lose love.

But to embrace the now, and live for the love in your life, to live life that you love, is the essence of living and loving life. So tell someone you love them, enjoy a persons smile and remember it forever. Bottle a precious moment in your heart, and never let it go, open it when your feeling low, because love may last a lifetime but a lifetime may not last as long as love.

Dear Reader: Stop Being A Cunt

2010-11-16T15:24:00.000Z

Dear Reader,
Look at yourself, and ask yourself, am I a cunt? My answer is yes definitely, I know I am a cunt. I think most of you are Cunts, but not because your mean. But because your not nice enough, I'm a Cunt because, I don't give to the needy, I don't help others enough. I don't stop and do something wonderful to another person once a day, I don't help old people across roads, I don't buy a homeless person a coffee, I do stare at crazy people in the street. The list goes on, I am sure you have a list of things you should do but don't. Can anyone truly say they aren't a bit selfish?
I believe there are people out there that are definitely not cunts, but they're not appreciated enough any more. We live in a world full of Cunts, we live in a world that is obsessed with itself and the negativity that scourges the media and our lives.
It's time for change, in a world that's threatened with war upon war and the economy in self-destruct mode, we're going to need each other. We need to make ourselves responsible for everyone else, forget about our lives take part in everyone else's, help those in need, if everyone just put themselves out their the social boundaries would change, the world would change, and ultimately you own life will change.
I need to change, I will be the first to admit it, I am a cunt, I'm irresponsible self-obsessed but at least I can see this, and I am going to change this. In the words of the late Michael Jackson "I'm starting with the man in the mirror!". His message should live on, though he had controversy his message was clear, and we should follow it not just listen! But I will say it more plainly once more, this world is full of Cunts, don't be a cunt!
This is me begging you, practice love, practice kindness, be the good guy! Please drop the past, and be true to life, the world is in pain, it cries for our help. People out their are fighting for survival, there are children at the side of the road having to sell their toys in the middle east, just to eat. While we in the west squander our money on a mountain of useless presents that will be thrown into the back of a cupboard.

Young girls are having to sell there bodies, be abused and used to be able to eat or to get clean water, while girls in this country use there body as a weapon to get what they want not what they need. Where is the justice in this world?

So take a look in the mirror, take a long look, and ask yourself who you are?
I just want to say that this is not about sitting here behind my laptop insulting you! But it is about making you feel bad, and I am using the word Cunt as I know it is a strong word to use in order to provoke you, I want you provoked, but I want you mad at yourself, because I am mad at myself, and I'm on a massive learning curve, my life's ambitions have changed all because of these thoughts that I am projecting. And I will feel accomplished in life if I get at least one of you to do one act of kindness. Life is about lessons, and I am in the middle of my biggest one, and am dragging you, the reader through it too. So join me in the fight against being a Cunt!

The Good The Bad And The Fugly-Princess Diana, Joe McCelderry and Shirley Phelps-Roper

2010-11-15T23:51:00.000Z

To fully understand this post please read this short post: http://shinethelights.blogspot.com/2010/11/shine-light-on-our-sight-good-bad-and.html

The whole of western civilization is at risk, everything we have spent hundreds of years aparently aiming for, peace, prosperity happiness. These things are so far from reach it is as though it is an impossible thought, a pipe dream. An incredible idea, which I now think is lunacy! The only people who can change this is you, me and anybody with a voice that isn't tied up in politics, and 'media relations' or a popularity contest. Which after recent occurrences within the British parliament (the coalition being a load of b**locks) is a very fair point to aim at the British government, or popularity faction, or group of cheerleaders.

Well I think it's time I looked at the people in this world who need to be named and shamed as Fugly, but as to add a bit of positivity I want to look at the Good also, and of course them much needed Bad people.

The Good

Princess Diana

I chose Princess Diana as there hasn't been a lot about her recently to honour her memory in the media and this woman though there was so much media spin around her I believe was one of the Good, and so do many others, and her example should never be forgotten. We should all look to her for the purity in life, the kindness that she portrayed, her name still brings a softness to so many hearts, her death can still strike tears! I was young when she died and I still honour her with my utmost respect. Princess Diana can be quoted with so many kind words that have changed lives, her memory lives through us all, and her love for others is a symbol of man's capability to love still being existent.

May Princess Diana rest in peace but continue to spread her love in death!

Princess Diana "Carry out a random act of kindness, with no expectation of reward, safe in the knowledge that one day someone might do the same for you. "

The Bad

Joe Mcelderry

Joe Mcelderry, winner of The X Factor 2009, he has the world at his feet, he has an amazing voice. He has a mountain of talent. And he does such a kind thing as to take time out to participate in the 'Helping Haiti Single' manned by Simon Cowell. This was a brilliant act of thoughtfulness, everyone in the public eye should always say yes to such opportunities. Talking of opportunities, Joe Mcelderry is in a position in which with the right help and determination he could reach world-wide super stardom....

But Ohhh No not Joe! He decides to release his not so fantastic new single 'Ambitions' in my opinion an absolute pile of cheesey crap! It's a shame but it's true, and that is what makes this man Bad, because he wasted an opportunity, let himself down in a situation where so many wouldn't let anyone not even themselves down. Not only that but he has hemmoraghed my ears with it, and for those reasons Mr Joe Mcelderry I'm Out!

The Fugly

Shirley Phelps

This woman is one of the most vile specimens I have ever come across! She is one of the leading faces of an organisation (who called themselves a baptist church but in my opinion they are in a similar league as those posing as Muslims on remembrance day 2010, London), named Westboro 'Baptist Church'. They have been known to undergo such vile activities as protesting at soldiers funerals with signs saying 'Thank God For Dead Soldiers' and calling the American army faggots, shouting that they deserve to die. This is just an absolute definition of a Fugly activity, and should be stopped by the Bad (not Joe Mcelderry unless he feels like releasing a crap single and sending it over to them in order to make them choose to pack up and give up because it demoralises them so much).

They are also known for having a very strong opinion on homosexuality, stating that they will burn in hell and that they God Hates them, they have even picketed businesses run by homosexuals out of town.

There is so much they have done and said which should condemn them to death in my opinion, but they still manage to walk the face of this earth and brainwash more generations of people into joining there rancid cult. And of course the woman who stands strongly by all this is Shirley The Dragon Face herself, and she has gain the honour of being on my Fugly List...and I'm sure she would absolutely love it!

The fact that she even stands against anything in which Princess Diana stood for shows that she is not worth the soil she treads and is an atrocity, bring her to England is what I say!

She is absolute proof that this world is still sordid with hatred and evil....She Is Fugly...That Is All!

The Person I Wish I Could Forget

2010-11-14T16:43:00.000Z

The Person I Wish I Could Forget

My brother, he's spent his whole life hurting me and other around me, all because of drugs. He was my first real experience with knowing the darker side of life, of learning the difference between the good and the bad..he was my first bad person should I say. I wish he wasn't, because I spent most of my life loving him, or wanting to be able to love him.
I know that he didn't want to do it, I know that he didn't enjoy causing so much pain, I know there are people out there who do enjoy causing other pain and that he is not one of them. But I want...need to believe that it's not his fault. When he wasn't hurting me the pain still echoed from the past, it was as though his eyes were a window into my childhood. He was the entity of my childhood negativity, the thought of him always provoked my deepest sadness from within.
He stole, he lied, he hurt and he could of died. But he didn't care about that, he didn't care that his life was precious, he didn't care that we could all see him ruining his life. He didn't care that he was destroying people around him. He didn't care that we all had to watch as my Mum worried and pined over losing her son, watching her being crushed over and over again.
He managed to blur the concept of family or me. I couldn't understand how I had such great brothers, and then this one brother confused my image of what a brother is, he tore away everything my life had been about every time he was seen sat outside my home waiting for my mum to let him in to let him pressure her and beg her for forgiveness that he would only ruin once again.
I often ask myself if things would be different if he hadn't started taking heroine, and now as I'm older I know that heroine can change a person, and control there actions, define their future. But what I also know is that he wasn't stupid, he knew the effects he knew the risks. And if it hadn't of been heroine, there would have been something else. He let the underworld drag him to his own hell, but he didn't stop there he couldn't wallow alone in his own hell he had to drag my family as far as he could with him, and that I hate him for.
He broke my heart so many times, he messed with my brain every time he walked or shuffled back into my life. Every time he came back I would hope that I would have my brother where a brother was missing, and every time he fed me lies, every time he used me, every time he was selfish, and every time I was broken.
Now if he were to walk back in I know I would still hope he was being truthful, but could never trust him again.
Even though I'm not religious I pray for him just in case.
The thing is it's more than me and it's more than him, it's the more than anything it ever was, he has a child now, he shouldn't have a child but he does. She is beautiful, and she is my blood too, and I can't wipe her face from my memory, I fear i might never see her again. When I first held her I cried, because I knew (even though I didn't want to believe it) that I would probably never see her again. My own niece a child I can't help but love and t's her I wish I could forget not him, as he taught me to not trust everyone and to look for deciept. But I want to forget her, so that I don't miss her...
And just so she knows,
There's a place that only you can fill, just so you know, I loved then and I always will

Embrace The Monster Within...The Lady Gaga Effect

2010-11-14T14:16:00.001Z

Lady Gaga...what does she stand for? When I look at Gaga what do

I see and feel? Whats the secret to her success? And why am i so obsessed? My belief is, through the powerful medium of music she reveales the concealed wierd, the oddness within, the inner monster.

Monster

What Lies Within?

I believe Lady Gaga has made herself a symbol of the weirdness within, the thoughts we have inside that only we understand. She is a symbol of the crazy trains of thought we wander off on. She is a manifestation of the worlds imagination, she is the opposite to emptiness, she confronts the world as a monster, a monster bearing gifts of freedom from the shackles of everyday life. She is what she calls a free bitch! And she frees others from normality and allows us to embrace the monster within.

And this works, this is the secret to her success. Though we don't like to admit it publicly, we are all a bit wierd to another person. We can never one hundred percent understand the way another person thinks, so really no-one can ever understand the way you, as an individual thinks. Lady Gaga is the anti-christ to brainwashing and conformity. In a politically correct world gone mad, she emerged as a person who breaks the social norm, this is what gained her all the negative press and slander. People feared her, the media attempted to segragate her by questioning her sex etc in my belief, as a way to make her appear too strange in a negative way. But it was too late, Lady Gaga had reached millions and millions immediately recieved there own personal message from her, including me, and my message from her is The Monster Message.

Disco Heaven

The Importance of Music

In the song Lady Gaga-Monster, there is two lines that really reach me and probably many others as

extremely important lyrics in my life they are: Find your freedom in music, Find your jesus, find your Kubrick.

These lines are a projection of the Lady Gaga message, many people find love and hope and many other things in Jesus, and many people also find this in music. Music is my love, music has helped me through so much in my life. And what she is saying is find love and faith and hope and all things nice in music. That is what she offers, she offers honest music, in a catchy poppy way. Many people dislike her for pop style and catchiness and repetiveness but that is the key to her reaching the masses, but if those critics truly listened to her message they would understand the worship of Lady Gaga.

Have you ever felt lonely, so lonely your in pain? Have ever felt so angry, you could murder? Have you ever been so full of emotion you think your going to explode? Of course you have, and music can help you to regain a sense of control, by listening to it's message. Music throughout the world in history has had massive part to play in the overall make up of it all. Think about africans, they show there culture and solidarity and worship through playing music and singing or chanting. In relgion, people sing to their gods or messiahs, they sing hymns of worship to feel connected and to exclaim there love for there god and religion. Music is one of the most powerful tools in the world.

And Lady Gaga is just using it to convey her message not to just merely make millions of dollars.

So Happy I Could Die

Lady Gaga makes me so happy i could die, but how does she make you feel. Well don't imagine her as Lady Gaga the person. Imagine her as a piece of you. In her own words open your mind and your heart. You think you know yourself, but do you ever surprise yourself? Do you ever look back and go why the hell did I do that? Thats the Gaga within, you are Gaga, everyone is Gaga. Be happy that you are Gaga, whether you like her music or not, you should like her symbol, embrace the inner weirdness through her outer projection.

A person who says that theres no wierdness within, is a person who denies themselves the truth, and that person will never die of happiness. I pity that person, because the best way to die is of Happiness.

What i'm trying to say is, be yourself, be one with yourself, be who you feel you want to be. Show me your teeth, show me whats beneath. Do not conform, release everything within and live life as a whole person not someone who conforms to the masses. Become the individual in your own way, become a little monster!

Shine The Light On Our Sight: The Good The Bad and The Fugly-An opinion on the Muslim fanatics burning Poppies

2010-11-12T11:56:00.000Z

I spend my life watching people, seeing the world move around me, don't get me wrong I participate in life, but I love to stop and look. It's not that I judge people but I more study them, I ask myself, why do people say what they say or do what they do. In my life I have met thousands of people, and some have made a lasting impression and some haven't, some for good and some for bad and some are just fucking ugly.

The Good, The Bad and The Fugly

What is good, who am I to judge or decide? But who am I to sit back and keep my mouth shut when all I want to do is talk! To me a good person is a person who is kind to others, generous, helpful, understanding, thoughtful, honest, pure and loving. To me a good person would help me if I was hurt, and not talk about themselves they would listen, they advise, they would smile for me when i cannot smile. The good would not leave a person alone in there hour of need, the good would love whole all others hate. The goods soul would blaze while others freeze. The good is an aspiration, the good is what many want to be, but can ever reach this, as the badness is always too much temptation. The original sin resides within, it consumes, but it doesn't devour.

We may be bad, but there's good within, there's a heart, there's a smile, there's a moments hope. The bad can still be good, but never actually good, only a a flicker of goodness. And to me that is a good thing, the bad do he things that need to be done. The bad help this world progress, the bad teach us lessons, the bad teach the Fugly a lesson, they remove the fugly when the good cannot. Badness is an essential part of this world, and i say don't knock it until you've lived without. So what I'm saying is shine your light back at yourself, shine your lght to your judgement, and remember the bad are a necessity. The good need the bad, and the bad need the good, but what the world can do without is the Fugly!
And to me, the fugly are the bad who contain no good, have never done a good deed, and do not care.They do not so bad for others ever. They are the selfish, those determines on anarchy those who bring hate through the path of love. For example the disgusting activists who chose to brand themselves as Muslims when truthfully they are a small faction of Fugly's nothing like the majority of Muslims (for example one Muslim said to me whilst discussing this "the more i see bad stuff go on, the more passionate it makes me about doin good") the Fugly's who on remembrance day England 2011 decided to burn poppies and protest the 2 minute silence in memory of those who lost there lives in the war. These are the fugly, and it is the job of the bad to remove them, because the good would be determined that they are able to be rehabilitation, whereas the bad will do what the good cannot and remove the Fugly.

So the good are great and bad are wrong but the bad are needed, for the fugly to be stopped. I am proud to say I'm not fugly, i am ashamed to say I'm not good. But at least I can say I'm only bad!

Gods of The Celebrity...Paris Hilton and Simon Cowell

2010-11-12T11:12:00.000Z

I often ask myself what kind of celebrity I would be. It always consists of the same questions, would the money go to my head? Will I be popular or hated? Would I have talent, or would I be famous from my actions? And here I show the two celebrities in which I envy, respect and look up to in almost every way, these two are my aspiration and I explain why and how I would be if I was in the same position in life as them.

Paris Hilton

To be Paris Hilton, there would be a lot of fun, I would meet lots of amazing people. I would get so many opportunities, but I would also get bad press and lots of it. But isn't any press good press? Isn't Paris Hilton the face of that statement? Hasn't she discovered that she can gain money and fame by merely pretending to be fickle and over joyed by simple things?

Paris Hilton is in fact an idol of mine, she is a business woman, she intended to get fame, from her already high profile life. She managed to shoot herself into fame with one act of sexual kindness on video. Is this wrong? I personally would not be able to do this (not just because I love my partner very much) but because I could never be that desperate. But I say desperate, t was it an act of desperation or an act of intelligence, did Paris know that this would rocket her to the lips of many around the world? My opinion is yes she did! And that is why I would aspire to be like her, a woman who is determined enough to reach a new limit is a woman who should be feared and respected.

I as a person have only minor things in common with Paris, I am firstly and foremost not female, but I do love fashion, fame, beauty, and all things gluttonous. I also see myself as a business, I intend to push myself into the limelight, I want to feel the fame, I want to be the centre of the worlds attention even for just a day, but could I reach the same limits as Paris Hilton did to reach her current fame. Could i degrade myself to in turn raise the bar on the opportunities in which my life can achieve hold of. I know my profile would hardly gain me fame if i was to make a sex video, but what I'm asking myself is if I was offered an almost definite chance to be famous but first I had to do something seen as shameful would I do it? And my answer is as long as it didn't hurt another person emotionally or physically...yes! I would definitely do it, to gain a foothold on that platform I would, not because I'm fame hungry, no because I'm opportunity and experience hungry in fact I'm starving, I want to feel every emotion, I want to do everything I can in my life, and if I was anywhere in life that Paris is now then for me I would feel a massive sense of pride and achievement.

Simon Cowell

Simon lives a life of honesty to his fans, he doesn't lie, he carries a torch for himself. He openly loves himself, to be Simon would be a massive change of scene from a single bed and beans on toast.

He is in my opinion one of the cleverest stars on the face of this planet, yes he makes mistakes (such as Kelly Brook on Britain's Got Talent), but he learns from them quicker than anyone. He has achieved so much, and never once sold himself out or done anything shameful to boost his profile, he has been a constant throughout the media, never faltering his star appeal. His honesty and brutality is an enviable trait.

The X factor, Britain's Got Talent, American Idol and Pop Idol, were all a stroke of brilliance and I myself applaud his brains and kick myself for not being born twenty years earlier and having that idea.

To be Simon would mean that I would have to degrade others, sit through hours of bullshit, and always be wondering if famous people were only interested in me as I could boost there profile. Well if i was Simon I'd never give a shit, I'd just get on with it, and live it and love it to the maximum, whether people are using me or not, the truth is as Simon Cowell I'd have Cheryl Cole on one arm and millions of pounds on the other. He seems to have it all, beauty around him, friends, a great job, money and a family, and the prospects of an amazing future (such as marriage and most probably a knighthood). The man is a legend and if I was Simon Cowell I would be proud to say "I'm Simon Cowell, and I could buy you, and you'd love it!"

Ultimately I must say that yes the money would go to my head, but only in a way that would make me happier. I would still intend to love and share this with my friends and family. I would be business minded and sell myself as a product and I would see no shame in boosting my profile through almost as many means as possible, in order to have the ability to voice myself and my emotions from a better position in the world in which to reach a larger audience.

Student Rights NOT Student Riots!

2010-11-11T19:23:00.000Z

On 10/11/2010, I and a large group of other students and lecturers from my university joined 52,000 other students and lecturers from around the country to embark on a peaceful protest, it was amazing. It was a intense experience, the thunder of people's chants passing down through the streets of London was incredible. The drums, the flamboyant people, it was more a parade of the eccentricity in which students are renowned for worldwide.
But ultimately everything we were marching for was undermined, by a group of yobs who thought that by smashing windows, lighting fires and more importantly putting there own and other peoples precious lives in danger they would get heard. Well my reply to this disrespectful and mindless act of stupidity is Fuck You! How dare they take things to such an extreme, what kind of a human being believes it acceptable to harm another innocent human being. It achieved nothing, it has given the co-alition the oppurtunity to hide behind the violent acts.
My question now is, will our voice be heard or will it be disregarded as a mindless assault on the governement just for the sheer enjoyment? Did i march fo hours in the November cold for nothing or did I march for myself, my fellow students and students of the future? I here, right now am an angry student, angry at other students, which is exactly how it shouldn't be.
I understand there anger, i feel there anger. But there are other ways to vent that anger, these people in my books are not people at all, they had no realisation of the reason for there being there. And they have possibly ruined what could be one of the most historic days of my and many other students educational life.
But I don't want to bog it all down with this, I want to say that I am proud to be british, and I am proud of the amount of people who managed to protest in the way it was intended...in my opinion it was a briliant proof of exactly how many people are angry and upset. But it was also a reminder of how many people there are out there who are just as bad as the lies we are spouted by our governement!