fredag 17 juli 2009

I like it rough

Is it possible to be so hurt by life, that you end up feeling repulsed by anything but hardship?

KNOWing?

That is why i have learned. how important communication is
and also. that you can never KNOW that a relationship will last forever.


i am right. sadly.
people change.
sometimes without your knowledge
without telling you
they become something or someone else
with other needs
other priorities
in life
and BOOM
it's over

torsdag 16 juli 2009

The love for my son







Thank you my beautiful little son for being the best son a mother could ever hope for. Love you...

tisdag 14 juli 2009

Love child?

Are all children created from love? No. The sad thing is, that love doesn't have to have anything to do with it. It's a biological process, sex, which creates children. And since sex nowadays is performed not through acts of love, but so often through acts of simplistic, useless, sins of the flesh, love is no longer a necessary ingredient. Think about it. Some children (not many thank god) are even created through the horrible act of rape. Rape is not an act of love, but the exact opposite. It's the act of controlling, suppressing, dominating and violating another human being. It holds no love, no affection. So why the word "Love child". It assumes that the child is indeed created through love. This also implies that not all children are "Love children". Some children are "Pointless sex children" or "Rape children". What does this mean for the future of the child. Will it be as loved as a "Love child"? And what if someone believes firmly that they have love, create a child from that love, and then later realizes that the love was false, fake. Is that child then a "former Love child", an "Ex Love child" or perhaps a "converted from Love child to pointless sex child"?

How can we put so much trust in another human being, that it will enable us to make a Love child? Because let's face it. Trust is what it's all about.

And in the face of God, aren't we all his Love children? But in the face of our own parents, what are we? The hierarki is very wide, and some of us may never touch the clouds, or feel the warmth of the sun.