The Human Heart

The courage of a dreamer
The innocence of youth
The failures and the foolishness
That lead us to the truth

The hopes that make us happy
The hopes that don’t come true
And all the love there ever was
I see this all in you

You are part, part of the human heart
You are part

You are part of all who took the journey
And managed to endure
The ones who knew such tenderness
The ones who felt so sure

The ones who came before you
The others yet to come
And those who you will teach it to
And those you learned it from

You are part, part of the human heart
You are part

This is the gift I give
Through your love you’ll live forever
Forever, you are part
Part of the human heart

Forever, you are part
You are part, tonight, tonight
Part of the human heart

Image credit: Kreativitta

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Inscape of Beauty: Celebrities

Here are some works by David LaChapelle as exhibited at the Ara Modern Art Museum in Seoul, South Korea. This post features LaChapelle’s photographs of big shot celebrities he has worked with, as well as some chromogenic prints of celebrities whom the artist admired.

My Own Liz

My Own Marlin

Archangel Michael: And No Message Could Have Been Any Clearer

Eminem; Sir Elton John

Angelina Jolie: Lusty Spring

Pamela Anderson: Over Easy Half-breed

Tupac Shakur: Solitary

Christina Aguilera: I Got You Babe

Madonna: Devotional Pose

Marilyn Manson: Rigor Mortis

David Bowie: Face Masks

Milla Jovovich: Collage

Leonardo DiCaprio: Nostalgic Styling

Sylvester Stallone: Alone

Courtney Love: Pieta

Ewan McGregor: Dollhouse Disaster, Love Scorned

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Poem: Lolo

From him: I’ve learned that hard work does pay and it pays long-term.
From him: I’ve learned to listen carefully with my heart.
From him: I’ve learned to stay calm yet smart amidst crisis.
From him: I’ve learned to rise up early and organise the duties for the day.

From him: I’ve learned the importance of being physically and mentally active.
From him: I’ve learned that eating more vegetables and fish is good for me.
From him: I’ve learned to find joy in keeping a close contact with the people I care about.
From him: I’ve learned the value of humour–to laugh at almost everything.

For him: I will always find time to walk, dance, jump, and keep my Fitbit vibrating.
For him: I will try to create a more healthy lifestyle for my own well-being.
For him: I will try to hone and nurture my interpersonal relationships.
For him: I will wake up each day with a plan to do good to self and others–to always go above and beyond duty.
 
*Lolo (Grandpa) turned 100 years old this year; and today, quite sadly, he will be put to his final rest and for the rest of us who will not be able to be there to send him off to his next adventure, Lolo’s legacy will remain in us and through us, no matter where we live. “Mayo lang nga paglakat, Lo.” Farewell and fy high, Lolo dearest!

Photo credit: Oak & Friend Typography

Requiescat by Oscar Wilde

Tread lightly, she is near
Under the snow,
Speak gently, she can hear
The daisies grow.

All her bright golden hair
Tarnished with rust,
She that was young and fair
Fallen to dust.

Lily-like, white as snow,
She hardly knew
She was a woman, so
Sweetly she grew.

Coffin-board, heavy stone,
Lie on her breast,
I vex my heart alone,
She is at rest.

Peace, Peace, she cannot hear
Lyre or sonnet,
All my life’s buried here,
Heap earth upon it.


Today, I remember two exemplary women–two mothers; and so I wanted to pay them a tribute through this poem. One is my own, Mercedes, and the other is my friend Claudette’s mom, Josephine. They may no longer be with us physically in this universe, but the ever-so-loving-memory of them will live on with us for ever, and, in any universe too. Fly high, Mercedes and Josephine!

Poem by Oscar Wilde
Image by Unsplash

The Smile by William Blake

There is a Smile of Love
And there is a Smile of Deceit
And there is a Smile of Smiles
In which these two Smiles meet

And there is a Frown of Hate
And there is a Frown of disdain
And there is a Frown of Frowns
Which you strive to forget in vain

For it sticks in the Hearts deep Core
And it sticks in the deep Back bone
And no Smile that ever was smild
But only one Smile alone

That betwixt the Cradle & Grave
It only once Smild can be
But when it once is Smild
Theres an end to all Misery

 

Poem by William Blake
Photo – Stefan Stefancik