Life, What an Irony!

Many a times we stop and think
Of which to those we have to thank
Some may just come and leave,
Like the passerby at the door.

Nothingness in which we came,
With love and tears we get to leave,
With someone at our graves to weep and cry,
At least with fondness we leave to dry.

Strength I got when I started to live,
From those who fervently dared to die,
Sacrificial for me so I might dwell,
In the humbleness of you from within.

Love had come from such within,
The expression of love I can’t explain,
Unconditional love you gave to me,
Explains the love I share with thee.

The risk I took I knew it all,
I knew I risked what I own once more,
But yet knew you’re worth much more,
And so I gave my all in all.

We look at life and start to laugh,
In the time we take to come and go,
With all the stress and uncertainty,
And yet to leave unwillingly.

Just because I'm friendly, does not automatically make us friends;
I'm just friendly.

Private Extrovert
(Disclaimer: This entry is solely based on the imaginations, thoughtsand reflections of the the writer. It bear no relations, or/nor an advertisement campaign by any Trademarks mentioned below. Any resemblance to persons alive, dead, or anywhere were in between is purely a guilt trip, and coincidence.)

The epitome of stupidity in the internet-age today, is when someone tells me that his/her blog is a private one, one that allows the writer to write anything he/she so desires. They are allowed to write anything about anyone, without liability or whatsoever, because this is a private blog, and I want to do what I want to do.

I remember incidents where people were upset that their site was 'defaced' by people who replied posting somethings that didn't agree with the writer. She was so upset that she moved the entire site to another undisclosed address.

My point is simple. If you have the guts to post and publish on the internet, you must also have the responsibility and guts to face up to all the disagreement that may arise.

I also remember incidents where people bitched about another on their online journal. To and insult to injury, she then said that it was in her freedom and rights' to write whatever she wanted on her 'private' blog.

How private could it be when even I got wind of the blog, of someone I barely knew? What rights and freedom do you have, that allows your words to bind another?

Don't you think that it is stupid to say that it is private when what you write is published on the World-wide Web, where one links to another, to another and to you? Haven't we understood that the Internet unleashes us to unlimited amount of anything we so desire to find?

How private could it be, when we publish on the internet, hoping that it remains within a small group of readers, so selected by you in your support, when the purpose of the Internet is to remove boundaries over its accessibility?

Your dying intention to want to share, yet defending opposing views with privacy has only but made a mockery to both the Internet, and Privacy.

If you can't handle the heat of your actions, don't do it.

Look beyond your noses, there's a whole world of possibilities out there.