5 stages until overall glee...

There are five stages of grief- Denial and isolation, Anger, Bargaining,Depression and at last the very necessary, holy acceptance. Acceptance is the only stage that makes us move on with life without the precious thing we've lost but whether you like it or not and whether you want it or not, you will go through these five stages of painful grief if you lose some one you love. But how fast you get to the fifth stage depends on you, I'd recommend distracting yourself and looking at the positive side. For if that person/pet has left you grieving that means they've lived a good life. The fact it that love is selfish and now you're grieving for your own loss but the dead now are in another state of peace. Grief can be about anything, the death of a person, the death of a pet, the death of a dream, etcetera . The tact remains in how you handle it.

Death is a part of life, if you're born you will die. The end is a new beginning. The fact of the matter is that mass is preoccupied and the mass that you have now won't be yours forever, because there will be a time that you will go back to the Earth, be a part of the humus, you'll be one with the mud. You aren't yours forever but you're yours during your very versatile lifespan. As I once heard this very nice quote in a movie whose name I can't quite recollect " We are born naked, we die empty handed, what lies in between is creativity." It's really what you're doing now. If there was no death then there will be no life, no creation, immortality will wipe of the growth of a species. On the other hand life can be hard but has its own comfortable barriers and even if a little part of that barrier is disturbed then it shall lead to the 5 very painful but necessary stages of grief. I can now say, life has its own ways of making you comfortable in times of utter discomfort. But as much as you want to stay within those blissful barriers some one within that barrier shall meet that fateful day and one day that some one will be you. The reason I'm speaking like this is because I just lost my very handsome outdoor cat Cynthia ( I thought he was a female cat at first) and yes I still have my pretty indoor cat but I still miss my outdoor cat. I think I am now between the fourth and fifth stage of grief. If heaven is real that's where he's going but his soul any ways is going to rest in peace because he was such a good natured cat and true good things happen to good people. It's times like these when you let go of your very rational principles of life and believe in things like heaven and a very happy afterlife but he deserves it, he was a fighter and yes he will be missed. He was a super hero.

Now, you're very comfortable barrier has been broken and entered and there's a clear gap that has been left and there's nothing except a memory left to fill that empty space but grief is building you're array of memories that is filling this gap. Now what do you do? You want to fill that gap, your want that thing back but you know it's disgraceful for things to come back from the dead. You feel alone, but you know its only you because the very soul rests in peace and has found its place, it's gone back to its creator and is ultimately free. I say don't let life slip away, be kind, be passionate, love with all your heart, laugh, have faith, watch this world around you because nature is viscous as much as it is beautiful, give back, create, grieve when you have to because it means you have the ability to love something beyond yourself. But for now accept those five stages of grief, go with it, try to do good have faith, try to be happy, send out a prayer to the universe because it's only those 5 stages until overall glee, that's is if you're a generally happy person but if you're not than you're disgracing the gift of life, so be happy when you can.

P.S- Rest in peace, love you for now and forever...

Brassiere...

Somewhere as we go back in time,
To see masked divinity,
To unravel mysterious lines,
We dance to the tunes of natures sovereignty...

Who was the base who provided the support?
Was it just a mask who won all the accolades?
Who made the witty thirsty for more?
Who went beyond natures games?

For a piece of clothing ain't just a piece of clothing my friend,
Nor is seductive fate so seductive when it is stripped from being arcane,
The scent of a woman is just natures scent,
Her scent is a blend of her frolic and vain...

Under layers of cloth is what has brought dormant souls to life,
To be a perfect sculpture is an honest quest,
To get the perfect sculpture is an ancient strive,
When you looking at her chest you are actually looking at divinity provided by divine breasts...

A notorious lad,
Trying to play notorious games,
Lusting after what he never had,
He is a just a slave of the mighty sovereign...

Picture from the net- ( flickr.com )