tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25900871760267955992024-02-07T19:58:59.893-08:00phase 1 of final oneziconicohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00906272807470949194noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2590087176026795599.post-20336010849151614862012-03-19T06:29:00.005-07:002012-03-19T06:38:08.835-07:00All the runs and where am i running<div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "><br /></div><div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; ">looks like all the time we are running and sometimes we fail look up , where we are running to .....</div><div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; ">the run has been going on and it is not just about to stop...</div><div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; ">but what can stop is pace at which we are running. Can i stop and look back to check where have </div><div><span ><span style="font-size: 100%;">i reached and what has ever </span>happened to ones , who started to run </span></div><div><span ><span style="font-size: 100%;">are there still with us on the run or have just faded away into the sunset ....</span></span></div><div><span ><span style="font-size: 100%;">take a few minutes of the race and have look over your shoulder </span></span></div><div><span ><span style="font-size: 100%;">and u will be </span>surprised to see some so old faces and some not so old faces <span style="font-size: 100%;"> </span></span></div><div><span ><span style="font-size: 100%;">and just how many of faces us see are u able to assign names.</span></span></div><div><span ><span style="font-size: 100%;">This is just an small exercise give it a shot and it will </span>surprise<span style="font-size: 100%;"> u....</span></span></div><div><span > </span></div>ziconicohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00906272807470949194noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2590087176026795599.post-27412492488959364392012-02-03T04:54:00.000-08:002012-02-03T05:06:52.605-08:00all these years ....<div><div><br /></div><div>I just read the first one , i wrote after a gap of 5 years and now when i try to put the mind to the paper . Or in this case , mind to the keys i really do not know if i can coin a sentence at alll.....</div><div><br /></div><div>Let me give it a shot, it has been five years since mind has sparked again , in the last five years seen a lot been though equally a lot and makes me feel i need to spend more time writing and putting the mind to use....</div><div><br /></div><div>I look at the ways and go back years precisely to school and the grad day at school, when teacher at school quoted these famous works ' </div><div>The woods are lovely, dark and deep, but I have promises to keep, and miles to go before I sleep '</div></div><div>Robert Frost . been there out in the woods for the last 10 years they have been dark and deep but i need to go ......</div><div><br /></div><div>All long the way looked up and was happy to know that i have been able to make it out in this world and good to know that there have been friend's and family all along the way to support and guide.......</div><div><br /></div><div>As i go forward it is time decide and make a firmer step each time i walk that i do not cross step with the paths i took before but course a new path and check for roads that are out there yet to be found ......</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>ziconicohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00906272807470949194noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2590087176026795599.post-29975083179005428032007-06-13T22:59:00.000-07:002007-06-15T09:47:34.554-07:00Fear un limited<div>Fear, has been stalking me for the last couple days , the mind<br />has been stuck in an infinite fear loop , a situation when, normal rational thinking stops..<br />Trust me , free and rational thinking had , stopped, all thoughts ,irrational and seemingly with one conclusion that it cannot be done irrespective of how simple it was ...<br /><br />the mind always , some how or another always complicated things , this has been the crazy part the rational thinking had stopped .....<br /><br />finally after , much of this torment , time has arrived to realize fear not for none is so big or impossible that can't be achieved ..<br /><br />It is all abut the fear ,and freeing one <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">self</span> from that fear<br />,u free of fear , nothing is impossible and then feel no fear ,,,<br /><br />That is enough of fear , to the present , hey finally was able to load music on to the, phone<br />but ,all the pic's and <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">video's</span> that were there got deleted .......<br /><br />At this points , reminds me during the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">aerosmith</span> show , did take some<span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"> video's</span>.<br />Which in this song transfer event got deleted . Do remember guitar claiming it to be <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">cliche</span> take pics during the show., (what that means will have to ask him ).any ways the vedios are history<br /><br />The <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">video's</span> getting erased clear indication that shit happens ,, and happens pretty often.<br /><br />what else that is all<br /><br />that is it till next wacky mind twisting topic.<br /><br /><br /></div>ziconicohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00906272807470949194noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2590087176026795599.post-46159667521644947532007-03-08T08:41:00.000-08:002007-03-31T09:47:43.757-07:00Phase to face the faceAs always , it is all in the name , and this one seems to be my favorite , hell i still am not able to figure out whether , "face" is as in face the reality , or "face " as in damm that's a face ,one never forgets,<br /> So let time decide and history judge the role the "face" , will play.....<br />It has always , been about facing the music, head on and trust me, the sound of music is at its very best. whether the music is the best or the fact that u just do not know the music.........<br />The music and, all the types we love and all the other's ,we love to not love, the best music is the one faced , head on with no way to escape or retreat , the one we so loved to hear , one that we heard for the last time , yet that it will not be last , sure more will come and better than the last one..........<br />Now the face , it has always been something which could never be denied as what always , remains stained in the brain , for the brain can always remember the face, and yet not remember as to why ,the face has remained on for all the time , no escape is ever possible , faces can make one happy or the other way round hit the height's of despair....<br />Phase to face the face , will be a stage of recognition , create an identity that will always be remembered as the phase which tried to change the face ,"tried " but not successful for the music faced was too harsh and loud and could not clear the face .................<br />So the time has come to phase out to the next phase .....................<br />and let the phase be one that reached so close ,yet so far away<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/ADMINI%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /><img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/ADMINI%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.jpg" alt="" /><img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/ADMINI%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-2.jpg" alt="" /><img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/ADMINI%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-3.jpg" alt="" /><img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/ADMINI%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-4.jpg" alt="" /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJyIenr21rdf3WuDEiVRXTCws6kmeRv8hwlB4uRyh8zqO_jE92w2YZBYZdjrfNWrdQCDymcEKxqRzH4XIxr2Th_F-VuHI0olZVvw_6JJh3yE01rwZPjvwXDdSPQ-pKSca9eBjYAnqJ154/s1600-h/face.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJyIenr21rdf3WuDEiVRXTCws6kmeRv8hwlB4uRyh8zqO_jE92w2YZBYZdjrfNWrdQCDymcEKxqRzH4XIxr2Th_F-VuHI0olZVvw_6JJh3yE01rwZPjvwXDdSPQ-pKSca9eBjYAnqJ154/s320/face.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048127088197312370" border="0" /></a><br /><img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/ADMINI%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-8.jpg" alt="" />ziconicohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00906272807470949194noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2590087176026795599.post-68889834646381956142007-02-18T08:21:00.000-08:002007-02-18T08:51:43.285-08:00phase 1The best is always in the rest ,,, does that make any sense . No it does not make ,so it sound's a perfectly good way to start .<br />So let beginning be from the last ,last was the "CAN " and the worm's .The worm's are out the race has begun , and let the best win ...Okay here what winning mean , I really do not know. What winning will mean no big guess who shall be crowned the, real winner....<br />You guessed it, not the one comes first, but the one who comes last, for in coming last the proof has been laid, that u don't win by coming first,u don't win by seeing of ur competition off...<br />U win by ,seeing all ur competition cross the line and still not loose the heart ,the gut instinct to still wriggle up to the the line, knowing very well that , no one will be waiting for u there "except"<br />the joy and satisfaction of completion which is "Victory at her best"..<br />Phase one will be all about, the big race ????<br />The big race, what big race? I do not have the answer .. all i have are clues..<br />Clues which are small , unknown and obscure to all who look,,,<br />But look away from where u look , but do look ...<br />For no one knows what the eye's have failed to see...<br /> $$$$$ $$$$$ $$$$$<br /> ### ###<br /> &&amp;amp;amp;&& &&& &&&&<br /> @@@@@<br /> ^^^^<br />Time for the end ,but the end will lead to a new beginning......ziconicohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00906272807470949194noreply@blogger.com3