Date: May 27, 2024
Random Thoughts (nadav_rock_2)
To those living in the swamp the poison becomes invisible. But it’s still poison
In a realm where mystic mushrooms tower, A wise old sage, with power to devour, Sits 'neath the ancient trees so high, Inhaling fumes that through the branches fly. Beneath the lantern’s gentle glow, Where twisted branches dare to grow, The air thick with a fog so green, Conceals the truth not easily seen. With every puff from his bamboo pipe, Unseen toxins, of every type, Fill his lungs with deceptive ease, Camouflaged by the whispering trees. Those that dwell within this mire, May not perceive the hidden fire. A venom veiled as mist so sweet, Lays a trap beneath their feet. Yet still he sits, unblinking eyes, Old and wise, and worldly wise. For though the air may seem pristine, What’s familiar, remains unseen. Through years it gathers, silent, slow, The poison’s bloom, in shadow’s glow. Invisible chains from habit's forge, Bind the sage to his emerald gorge.
Date: May 26, 2024
Quotes (nadav_rock_2)
The Count of Monte Cristo - Life is a storm, my young friend. You will bask in the sunlight one moment, be shattered on the rocks the next. What makes you a man is what you do when that storm comes
In realms of frost, beneath a starlit gloom, A warrior stands, his courage to resume. Before him looms a wraith of icy glare, A giant born from cold, thin air. His sword aloft, a beacon in the night, Against a storm of force, a fight for right. For life's a tempest, wild and vast and keen, Where moments sweet turn trials unseen. A man is not the calm or storm he meets, But forged in fires of the trials he greets. So face the winds, let not your spirit break, For in the storm, a true self shall awake. The good may fade as shadows lengthen slight, But valor shines, undimmed by darkest night. Each tempest faced, each harrowing, hard climb, Defines the soul, unbound by time.
Date: May 25, 2024
Quotes (nadav_rock_2)
Baz Luhrmann - Worrying is as effective as trying to solve an algebra equation by chewing Bubble gum. The real troubles in your life are apt to be things that never crossed your worried mind
In a world of vibrant hues and mystical flight, A panda chews gum in the dimming light. With wings aglow and eyes that gleam, It floats beyond the real, into a dream. This bear of black and white and wonder, Chews on bubbles, splitting asunder The very thoughts of fear and fret In a dance of whimsy, without a net. For worries weave a tangled web, Of shadows dark and the unknown ebb. Yet what truly comes to pass each day, Is rarely the fears that lead us astray. So why dwell on troubles, chewing in dismay, When life’s surprises will unfold their way? Like bubbles that burst in the open air, Fears dissipate, leaving skies clear and fair. Release each worry with every pop, For imagined fears are best to drop. In this world of vibrant, lively hue, Life reveals its truths, ever bright and true.
Date: May 24, 2024
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Mystic Moon Trails
In a realm where the moon's gentle glow, Lies a creature, mystical, as the folklore show. Bathed in the blue of a starry night, It dances with grace, a specter of light. Its fur, a river of shimmering streams, Glowing softly, like the whispers of dreams. Adorned with markings of ancient lore, Its eyes, like moonstones, one can’t ignore. Through twisted woods and cityscape's sight, It roams under the crescent moon's light. Leaving trails of stars in its mystic wake, Wherever it treads, the night softly quakes. Oh, majestic beast of the night's domain, Your ethereal presence, none can explain. In the silent hours, when shadows play, You move like the breeze, where the spirits lay.
Date: May 24, 2024
Quotes (nadav_rock_2)
Addictions always exaggerate their necessity to your happiness
In a glade where starlight whispers, A goblin's clutch with orbs does glow, Red-spotted fur, a bounty’s keeper, Offers treasures that shimmer so. Beside him floats a fairy azure, Wings agleam with celestial light, Drawn to the glow, innocence unsure, Her gaze locked on the glowing bright. "Tempting orbs of radiant hue, Promise of joy in each sphere, Yet beware, sweet fairy, for they woo With a whisper that preys on fear." Each orb, a whisper of false need, Seduces with its lustrous call, "Without us, your heart will bleed, In our light, you'll never fall." But the azure fairy, lost and drawn, Believes the whispers of the orbs' allure, Misled by gleam, her caution shorn, In addiction's grasp, her thoughts unsure. For though the orbs with magic shine, Their promise a deceiving veneer, She yearns for them, thinking them divine, Unaware that freedom's joy is near.
Date: May 23, 2024
Quotes (nadav_rock_2)
Abraham Lincoln - The worst thing you can do for anyone you care about is anything that they can do on their own
Beneath a sky torn by the light of a fiery blade, A child stands alone where the night begins to fade. Against a beast of flame and fearsome night, He wields a sword, his heart alight. "Within this fight, no hand but mine, Shall wield the power to draw the line. For strength is forged in fires dire, In battles fought without a sire. The worst you do for those you hold dear, Is to face their demons, confront their fear. Let them stand, let them strive, In challenges found, true strength's alive. Through tempest and trial they must endure, In solitude, their spirits mature. Grant them the gift of facing alone, The trials through which they'll truly be grown."
Date: May 22, 2024
Random Thoughts (nadav_rock_2)
You stop fearing shadows once you encounter real monsters
In the heart of night where shadows play, A warrior clad in starlit fray. His armor gleams, a vibrant blaze, Guided by the azure gaze. With sword of light, he carves the dark, A radiant arc in stark contrast stark. For fears once cloaked in night's embrace, Now fade before his fearsome chase. No longer haunted by whispers slight, He faces beasts in open fight. And learns the truth as old as time, Real dangers dwarf fears of the mind. Through trials fierce and battles worn, His soul reborn in light reborn, The shadows that once danced with dread, Now mere memories where he's led.
Date: May 21, 2024
Random Thoughts (nadav_rock_2)
There is a moment of awareness. A moment when you know if I get up on that horse I’m going to have to ride and face monsters. And then you do it
Beneath the swirling silver moon, aloft in night's embrace, A child and a steed of sapphire hue take flight with fearsome grace. The wind, it whispers secrets, through manes as wild as seas, And eyes that glow with courage, despite the chill of breeze. In clouds like cotton ramparts, they ride the boundless sky, A pact of silent understanding, no need to question why.
Date: May 20, 2024
Quotes (nadav_rock_2)
Full Metal Jacket - The dead know only one thing. It is better to be alive
Beneath a moonless sky so grave and still, A specter looms with bony, chilling hand. Its sockets deep, a haunting, empty thrill, A skeleton that once was man now stands. Adorned in relics of a time long dead, Its fingers stretch toward the fleeting light, A moth aglow, with wings of blue it shed, Dances 'round the whisper of the night. The life it craves, through spectral lips it draws, Yet knows not warmth, nor sun’s embrace so sweet. For living breath obeys not death’s cold laws; The boundless pulse, a drum it cannot beat. From shadowed tales and whispers left behind, The living cherish light that they can find.
Date: May 19, 2024
Random Thoughts (nadav_rock_2)
The best way to improve your drive toward that which matters to you most is to become a purer version of yourself
In the galaxy’s quiet embrace, under starlit gaze, A lover’s face etched in lines of silent blaze. A man, a myth, his heart a raging fire, Holds dear the image of love, his deepest desire. His touch is a whisper, his thoughts a loud scream, Chasing the ghost of her in every dream. As muscle and metal, so vividly shown, Reveal the pure heart that beats beneath the unknown. To find his true essence, strip away the veneer, The more he is real, the more she feels near. For in the purity of self, no shadows cast, Only love that is true, steadfast and vast. His drive, a beacon that lights up the night, Is fueled by love, by doing what’s right. For the closer he gets to his core, so raw, The more his soul, without falter, does draw. So sculpted in fire, and crafted in pain, His journey to self. a love not in vain. For as he becomes what he’s truly meant to be, He clings to the love, that sets him free.
