Saturday, January 20, 2007
Horus Art Ceramiche Tile
Forget everything I said, because it means nothing
forget all my tears, see not my face
Forget all these pictures, it was never really
Every day, every hour, minute and second
All this time
forget me, forget what it was
forget everything that happened always
For I is not missing you
And that was
No matter what we had, it is no longer there
forget me, forget my every word Forget
love is long gone already
because I do not miss you
And that was
And again, nothing is as it once was
Please do not forget me
forget that I said to you,
That you're my life And nothing
without your love
still of importance
forget that I was there for you
When it was your dirty
Each step, every kiss, every oath we gave to us, is now gone
Forget me, forget what it was
forget everything that happened always
For I is not missing you
And that was
No matter what we had, it is no longer there
forget me, forget every word
forget my love it is long gone already
Because I do not miss you
And that was
And again, nothing is as it once was
Please do not forget me
Yesterday I wanted to be with you today Today
I fell on the road tomorrow and alone
yesterday morning, I'll have been alone
And soon
If not even me your Name
forget me, forget what it was
forget all the things that happened ever
Cause I is not missing you
And that was
No matter what we had, it is no longer there
forget me, forget every word
forget my love is long gone already
because I do not miss you
And that was
And nothing will be like it once was
Remember me oho
Please do not
Please do not
Thursday, January 4, 2007
Sydney University Lodge
How could you!
For those who want to adopt a dog or an animal
When I was a puppy, I entertained you with my antics and made you laugh. You called me your child and despite a number of chewed shoes and a couple of murdered throw pillows, I became your best friend. Whenever I was "bad" was, you'd shake your finger and you asked me, "How could you?" - But then you'd relent and roll me on the back to give me a belly rub.
My housebreaking took it a little longer than expected, because you were terribly busy, but together we got it under control. I remember those nights where I snuggled in bed to you and you listening to your confidences and secret dreams, and I believed that life could not be better. We went for long walks in the park, turned laps with the car, stops for ice cream (I only got the cone because "ice cream is bad for dogs" you said), and I took long naps in the sun while I on Your evening return waited. Gradually
fings to you to spend more time at work and your career - and also with the time searching for a human mate. I waited for you patiently, comforted you through heartbreaks and disappointments, never chided you about bad decisions, and romped with glee when you came home and when you fell in love.
She, now your wife, is not a "dog person" - still I welcomed her into our home, tried to show her affection and obeyed her. I was happy because you were happy. Then the human babies came along and I shared your excitement. I was fascinated by their pinkness, how they smelled and wanted to mother them, too. Only that you and your wife you had fear that I might hurt them, and I spent most of the time banished to another room, or in my hut. Oh, how I wanted to love them, but I became a "prisoner of love."
were when they had bigger, I became their friend. They clung to my fur and pulled themselves up on wobbly legs, poked fingers in my eyes, investigated my ears and gave me kisses on the nose. I loved everything about them and their touch - because your touch was now so infrequent - and I would have defended them with my life if it had been necessary.
I would sneak into their beds and listen to their worries and dreams, and together we waited for the sound of your car in the driveway. There was a time when others asked you if you had a dog, a photo of me from your wallet and told them stories about me. In recent years, you just "yes" answer and changed the subject. I had gone from being "your dog" to "just a dog," and every expenditure on my you resented in the eye.
Now you have a new career opportunity in another city, and you and they will be moving to an apartment that does not allow pets. You have the right choice for your " Family hit, "but there was a time when I was your only family.
I was excited about the car ride until we arrived at the animal shelter. It smelled of dogs and cats, of fear, of hopelessness. You filled out the paperwork and said "I know you will find a good home for them." With a shrug they threw you a pained look. You know what to expect a dog or a cat in middle-aged - even one with "papers." You had to pry your son's fingers loose from my collar as he screamed "No, Daddy, please! Me not let them take my dog!" And I worried for him and what lessons you had just taught him: about friendship and loyalty, about love and responsibility, and about respect for all life. You have to leave me patted his head, avoided my eyes, and politely to the collar and leash. You had a deadline to meet and now I have one too.
After you left, the two nice ladies said you probably knew about your upcoming move months ago and made no attempt to find a good home for me. They shook their heads and asked "How could you?".
you take care of us here in the shelter as their busy schedules allow. They feed us, of course, but I have my appetite days ago lost. At first, I always ran to the front, whenever anyone passed my pen, hoping it was you - that you had changed your mind - that this was all a dream ... would have been worse or I hoped it would at least be someone who had an interest in me and might save me. When I realized I could not compete with the hilarious not crave for attention of happy puppies, oblivious to their own fate, I retreated to a far corner and waited.
I heard her footsteps as she came at the end of the day, to get me and I padded along the aisle after her to a secluded room. A blissfully quiet room. They lifted me on the table and rubbed my ears and told me it was all right. My heart pounded in anticipation of what was to come, but there was also a sense of relief. The prisoner of love had run out. My nature, I was more concerned about her. Your task is heavy on her, and I felt the same way I knew your every mood.
gently placed a tourniquet around my foreleg as a tear ran down her cheek. I licked her hand to comfort her, everything I had comforted you many years ago. She expertly slid the hypodermic needle into my vein. When I felt the sting and felt the cool liquid coursing through my body, I was sleepy and lay down, looked into her kind eyes and murmured "How could you?"
Maybe she understood my dog, she said "I'm so sorry." She hugged me and hurriedly explain to me that it was make her job to make sure I went to a better place, where I would be ignored or abused may be suspended or on my own would be - a place of love and light so very different from this earthly place. With my last strength I tried her with a thump of my tail to admit that my "How could you Du nur?" nicht ihr galt. Du warst es, mein geliebtes Herrchen, an den ich dachte. Ich werde für immer an Dich denken und auf Dich warten.
Möge Dir ein jeder in Deinem Leben so viel Loyalität zeigen.
For those who want to adopt a dog or an animal
When I was a puppy, I entertained you with my antics and made you laugh. You called me your child and despite a number of chewed shoes and a couple of murdered throw pillows, I became your best friend. Whenever I was "bad" was, you'd shake your finger and you asked me, "How could you?" - But then you'd relent and roll me on the back to give me a belly rub.
My housebreaking took it a little longer than expected, because you were terribly busy, but together we got it under control. I remember those nights where I snuggled in bed to you and you listening to your confidences and secret dreams, and I believed that life could not be better. We went for long walks in the park, turned laps with the car, stops for ice cream (I only got the cone because "ice cream is bad for dogs" you said), and I took long naps in the sun while I on Your evening return waited. Gradually
fings to you to spend more time at work and your career - and also with the time searching for a human mate. I waited for you patiently, comforted you through heartbreaks and disappointments, never chided you about bad decisions, and romped with glee when you came home and when you fell in love.
She, now your wife, is not a "dog person" - still I welcomed her into our home, tried to show her affection and obeyed her. I was happy because you were happy. Then the human babies came along and I shared your excitement. I was fascinated by their pinkness, how they smelled and wanted to mother them, too. Only that you and your wife you had fear that I might hurt them, and I spent most of the time banished to another room, or in my hut. Oh, how I wanted to love them, but I became a "prisoner of love."
were when they had bigger, I became their friend. They clung to my fur and pulled themselves up on wobbly legs, poked fingers in my eyes, investigated my ears and gave me kisses on the nose. I loved everything about them and their touch - because your touch was now so infrequent - and I would have defended them with my life if it had been necessary.
I would sneak into their beds and listen to their worries and dreams, and together we waited for the sound of your car in the driveway. There was a time when others asked you if you had a dog, a photo of me from your wallet and told them stories about me. In recent years, you just "yes" answer and changed the subject. I had gone from being "your dog" to "just a dog," and every expenditure on my you resented in the eye.
Now you have a new career opportunity in another city, and you and they will be moving to an apartment that does not allow pets. You have the right choice for your " Family hit, "but there was a time when I was your only family.
I was excited about the car ride until we arrived at the animal shelter. It smelled of dogs and cats, of fear, of hopelessness. You filled out the paperwork and said "I know you will find a good home for them." With a shrug they threw you a pained look. You know what to expect a dog or a cat in middle-aged - even one with "papers." You had to pry your son's fingers loose from my collar as he screamed "No, Daddy, please! Me not let them take my dog!" And I worried for him and what lessons you had just taught him: about friendship and loyalty, about love and responsibility, and about respect for all life. You have to leave me patted his head, avoided my eyes, and politely to the collar and leash. You had a deadline to meet and now I have one too.
After you left, the two nice ladies said you probably knew about your upcoming move months ago and made no attempt to find a good home for me. They shook their heads and asked "How could you?".
you take care of us here in the shelter as their busy schedules allow. They feed us, of course, but I have my appetite days ago lost. At first, I always ran to the front, whenever anyone passed my pen, hoping it was you - that you had changed your mind - that this was all a dream ... would have been worse or I hoped it would at least be someone who had an interest in me and might save me. When I realized I could not compete with the hilarious not crave for attention of happy puppies, oblivious to their own fate, I retreated to a far corner and waited.
I heard her footsteps as she came at the end of the day, to get me and I padded along the aisle after her to a secluded room. A blissfully quiet room. They lifted me on the table and rubbed my ears and told me it was all right. My heart pounded in anticipation of what was to come, but there was also a sense of relief. The prisoner of love had run out. My nature, I was more concerned about her. Your task is heavy on her, and I felt the same way I knew your every mood.
gently placed a tourniquet around my foreleg as a tear ran down her cheek. I licked her hand to comfort her, everything I had comforted you many years ago. She expertly slid the hypodermic needle into my vein. When I felt the sting and felt the cool liquid coursing through my body, I was sleepy and lay down, looked into her kind eyes and murmured "How could you?"
Maybe she understood my dog, she said "I'm so sorry." She hugged me and hurriedly explain to me that it was make her job to make sure I went to a better place, where I would be ignored or abused may be suspended or on my own would be - a place of love and light so very different from this earthly place. With my last strength I tried her with a thump of my tail to admit that my "How could you Du nur?" nicht ihr galt. Du warst es, mein geliebtes Herrchen, an den ich dachte. Ich werde für immer an Dich denken und auf Dich warten.
Möge Dir ein jeder in Deinem Leben so viel Loyalität zeigen.
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