I agree with you that no one can tell you what a friendship truly is. It is unconditional and non-expressible liking. It is very tough to get a true friend. It is a connection between two souls.
I wish I had close friends. It's been very hard for me to connect on a deeper level and when I did... other factors intervened. I'm glad to read that others here have had better experiences.
I agree, I have good friends who are still quite different to me in lots of ways. Sometimes when you have been friends for a long time, it is worth keeping that friendship going even if your lives are now very different.
It's so true, what you say about fate. That micro-emotional-wave you mention sounds like what my husband and I have experienced the first time we connected as adults. I believe it's the same with friends...some people really click, while others just don't.
The blogger reckons that dreams and memories are connected with each other. Dreams are a mixture of our experiences and possibilities. Not all times, but certainly for some times, dreams appear true. That may be bitter in taste. But it will be reality.
We, like almost every country, take initiative for incoming thunderstorms in the month of July. But we can't control nature. As per the specialist's opinion, the government prepare themselves. But, a few times, it failed. The people suffered.
Prompt:
"All the world is made of faith, trust and Pixie dust."
Write about this in your Blog entry today.
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I tend to believe that "all the world" is a kindergarten, making us get ready for the first grade. That may be why faith and trust are needed, so we learn to behave in class. As to pixie dust, it brings to my mind Tinker Bell who scattered around a golden, sparkling powder, which now, may also enable us to fly and grant us other abilities so we can pay attention to the preliminary teachings of our lives.
Sprinkles from the fairy's wing urges my heart,
again, to sing and cheer, with no map, no path,
no need to fuss—just faith, and
trust, and pixie dust
shimmering like stars in moonlit nights, whisper
where my truth lies and offer me skies
to leave this world behind with faith,
trust, and pixie dust.
So in bliss, I close my eyes and I dream to fly
with a spirit high and Power to guide, hoping
to try for a life like magic with just faith,
trust, and pixie dust.
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