Stories,Stickers and Stamps

It was dark outside.Once more she's out of the house right when the sun sets. This has to stop,it makes dangerous situation that much worse. While on the way there, it started to rain. It went from drizzle to downpour in a minute.. -Just my luck-she thought. With no umbrella and no taxi in sight, she pulled the hood of her jacket over her head and kept walking more determined,more than ever, to get where she was going.It had to stop,today would be the night and she will end it all. He had to know it can't go on,she will not be a part of this and he can't get away with this. -Can I really do it?-she thought. -Can I do it to him?Can I live with it? -I already thought about it and made my decision,I cannot back down now.I'm on the way,tonight is the night! -No matter what will come, I'm ready. Rain started to die down.There was nothing but still silence of the street lamps and darkness dancing together.She was alone walking through the dark cold streets. Hair mo

   God,I had enough of this. She always on my back.I just need to get away from this,from her and clear my head... -Scotch on the rocks please.. -Same for me.. -You have a good taste. -We seem to be feeling same way stranger... Just feel like I need a break.-mysterious woman replied. -Fair enough.I know the feeling.-John replied -So,what's bothering you tonight a lone man in a bar with his scotch?-she asked -What doesn't?How much time you got?Let's just enjoy this moment in silence.-John replied -Silence is not my thing..really.. -Ok,what is bothering YOU tonight? -Hmmm,should I start with job or my jackass boyfriend?on other hand,you know,you're right.Let's not do this.-she said with a smile. He laughed.Finishing his scotch he orders another. -I'll have one more-he said -I got this!-mysterious woman jumped in -Let me at least buy you a drink stranger.If we both feel the same way,I should know you got your worries. -Who am I to deny a drink from a

   Time stops.Frozen.They all get on with their life.Going where they have to be.Husband,wife,children,boss,work,home,lover,friends..everyone has places to be and everyone is getting there. What should I have for lunch?Did I get everything?I wonder what they will think about my dress?Does he still love me?So many thoughts,so many people,life keeps going for them,they all moving,rushing,one big mass,the ever turning machine.    Here I stand.Stuck in time.Within the moment.Thinking.Contemplating. Do they know?Will they find out?If they will,I wonder what they will think,say.Will they still look at me the same way?If they know,how much do they know?Am I caught?Are they on to me?I see them look,surely they know by now.Are they just waiting for me to breakdown and admit?Am I loosing it?I can't break.Not now.So much has been sacrificed,I have done so much to get here.I cannot look back,I cannot doubt myself. They all judge me,they would all do the same. No matter what I cannot admit it,

   Stars.Distant lights,dancing in the night sky. Shinning so bright all in their own little way. Cool blue,warm red,little dots scattered all across the sky to shine just for you. Magical,mystical oh so beautiful. They are your companion in the darkest moment of your life,they are there to celebrate, at the biggest moment of your life.Always there,always there for you. No matter what and no matter where there will always be there and will always be there for you. At any corner of this wide world,they will follow you and look over you.They will always be there for you,looking down on you,watching over you,listening to all your sorrows and sharing all of your joy.There will be there for your first love and there at your dying hour.    Witnessed by many greats,Cleopatra,Caesar,Mozart,Einstein and now..witnessed by you.Regardless who or where you are,stars shine equal for all and everywhere.Embrace the light,be captured by it and enjoy the beauty of this world. Dance the dance of the sta

   Happy Coming Out Day!As a gay man I feel the need to encourage everyone in the closet or thinking about coming out, to come out. Believe me,it gets so much better.You get to live Your life the way You want to,be yourself and be with whom you want to.Life is too short to hide who you are and what you want, so just let it all go,be yourself and live your life. People might have a clue already,there will always be someone supporting you and even if at first they don't get it..eventually people will come around. It gets better,it is very worth it and a breath of fresh air to just let it go. It is so liberating and might be one of the best things you do in your life.Don't think,just do it..once done it's done,all the power to you to do it and there will always be people like you and people around you who are there for you.    If however you are out of the closet,High Five!Doesn't it feel good!?!encourage your family and/or friends if you know someone in the closet,you kn

Oblivion.The all consuming darkness is around you. Tearing into you,pulling you in different directions. You feel helpess,lost,struggling and looking for the way out.You know theres is a way,you see the light,you reach for it but today you don't quite make it.Maybe tomorrow,maybe day after, but one of these days, it will be the day when you remove the shackles and what binds you,leave it behind and soar forward onto the world and into the unknown. You will soar high,you will go far but today you bound. The thought of what might be and could have been haunts you and you struggle. You struggle for that better tomorrow and you keep pushing. Sometimes,darkness gives way and you move closer but sometimes it pushes you back even harder as if to teach you a lesson that you cannot fight it. But,but you are not alone.There are many with you who are bound and shackled just like you.Pinned down with no way out and hoping and wishing for the better and just like you they know it will happen s

   Darkness.Cold.Void.Nobody is here.It's just you and nothingness.You try to scream but nothing comes out. You try to move but you cannot. You feel helpless,alone,abandoned. You feel like there is no escape,nowhere you can go and nobody will help you.    But..but open your eyes.See all of the stars around you.The stars that are close,the stars that are far.They all shine in their own way,so wonderful,so beautiful and mesmerising. All these vibrant bright colours,making all of these wonderful shapes in the sky. Their warm glow is calming,it's soothing. You are not alone.Surrounded by the stars,the many many stars of this vast open space. They dance for you,they play with you.You feel light and forget your worries. You are not alone.Tonight the stars are dancing for you and you dancing for them. Engaged in what seems like a never ending movement of twinkling lights in this vast dark space.    Someday these stars will dim but the new ones will start shinning and the dance will

I am tired. I am tired of looking out of the window onto the street,the world itself. I look at myself and I see the old man. The man who looks onto the world,sees the light breeze blowing,sees the colours of the world and the people in it but this man is unable to go out into the world. The man sees the people,where they go and what they do.He sees people experience the world and living this life but he is unable to do the same. This old man is bound to his house,to his room and he is bound to the window he is looking out of.Where's the old man,is looking out of the window and reminisces how his life was and where he went,I cannot help but feel like I am missing out on my own story. I want to experience the world itself.The colours it offers,the smells and the tastes.I want to meet the all of the people,create my own story and live my life. I want to travel and go places,I want to have my moments that I will look back on.Make life long friends and experience new things. I look at

   It was mayor Rudley who found Alice. A man in his 60’s, tall, slim and always looked so serious. Mayor: “I was on my way to the office when I saw something in the middle of the road from the corner of my eye”, he continued… -“I thought it was wild animal hit by a car, you know we have a lot of these incidents with the woods around but then I noticed all this red, which turned out to be the dress”. -“I approached the body and realised it was Alice Wimslow, the Wimslow family girl and called you right there and then.”-Mr Rudley concluded his story. -“And what time was that Mr mayor?”-asked detective Grissom. -“Around 6 in the morning, I had to be early in the office and was in a rush.” -“Did you touch or find anything at the scene of the crime that we should know about? Please be honest!”-detective asked. -“No, I did not and called you as soon as I understood what happened”. -“Ok, thank you Mr Rudley, we will be in touch soon if you do not mind. We might need so

   Alice. That was her name. Everyone loved her and would describe her as full of life, sweet, smart girl. Nobody expected to find her in the middle of the road in town square, on one of these days. Nobody ever expected anything like this. Not in this quiet, small town. Not here, not today. Of all the people it was Alice. Beautiful, very smart girl. She aced high school, great career prospects and lots of friends. Why?Who?How?    It was a cold day and lately it’s been raining a lot. It seemed like it will be a cold wet autumn this year, more so than usual. The crowd started to gather around. Crowd of horrified and disturbed faces. You could clearly see the anger in some and fear in the others. This has never happened. Who would do such a thing and will it happen again? Was it random or cold and calculated? The air was cold that day, clouds gathered and many feared that worst is yet to come. Even though people in this town knew each other well and were close, now everyone was w

   Hi everyone,just wanted to let you know I am not gone or haven't dumped my blog.I love writting and will always keep going just lately had a busy period and a lot of issues with Internet but now it all seems to be good and we back to usual uploads. I can't wait to share my new stuff and excited to get back to my blog.Once again sorry for the delay.New posts coming after this weekend and I can't wait for you to read my new stuff. It's something special and something I am very excited about! See ya soon and thanks for sticking by.

   Miss Foster had a canary bird. She really loved her canary and treated her like her best friend. Because Miss Foster did not have any friends or family,her canary was the only one she would talk to. She would dot around the bird every day.Give it water,more food and always clean it's cage but she would never let her little friend out of the cage from the fear of loosing it. The first thing she would do when she wakes up and the last thing she would do before going to bed,is checking on the bird to make sure it stays where it is from the fear of loosing her only friend.    Miss Foster had a canary bird. Although she really loved her little canary and treated it like her best friend,she would never let the canary out of the cage. The canary would sing every day and Miss Foster always thought it was lovely, but the bird wasn't singing because it was mellow or happy,it was singing for the big wide open world just outside the window which was right next to the cage. Every day li

   It was an early evening. The sun just started to set and warm rays of sun were shinning through the train windows. The train was going steady and every minute Alex was closer to getting home. His green eyes were focused on the newspaper in hands and he was really immersed in his reading. It was a story about a local music scene and what was happening in town. Even though he was immersed in the paper, he did notice form the corner of his eye, that beautiful girl sitting on the opposite side of train. She was reading a book. Which book he couldn’t make out by the way she was holding it, but whatever it was it must have been really good. She looked like she was experiencing every emotion character in that book have felt and it made for an interesting observation. Once she started turning to next page she noticed him smiling at her. She didn’t know who he was or why he was smiling at her, yet even though she noticed and was looking back at him, it didn’t seem to phase him and he

  Everybody was talking about him. Some say they saw him in the middle of a clear day while others say they saw him drive by late at night. At this point you don’t know, are people looking for something to talk about or is this all true. I heard the stories but I had my doubts. These are some serious accusations but who am I to judge without knowing it all, besides, innocent until proven guilty, right? Right?     I should have listened, stayed away and minded my own business but I didn’t. I saw him…who he was and what he did, and oh..he knew. Last thing I remember before you found me, is this darkness, it was a very dark night, all lights in the houses were gone. It was completely quiet, peaceful. Too quiet. I remember running, thinking to myself that if he catches me, God knows what will happen to me. I am not prepared to take that risk, I have to get out of here, I have to keep running. I was running along the train tracks, knowing that with a head start, it will be harder

Someone posted this today,saw it and made me smile..next time you really enjoying that chocolate cake and somebody is giving you the look,just remember this..you gotta stay safe!

That thing you hate.. Many have that thing they hate or don't like about their body or themselves but be assured whatever it is,the person who loves you more than anything,it's one of their favourites.

   It was a beautiful day… Clear blue skies, sun shinning bright. You could feel light breeze on your skin and the warmth of the sun. “If I would die right here, I would die happy”, I thought. He meant the world to me and this beautiful day just made it that much perfect. He was holding my hand, gentle with his touch. I wonder what he was thinking when he was looking into my eyes. Did he think about our future together? Was he thinking about the past and what we have been through? Or was he enjoying the moment, every little bit of it and was just happy, here with me. The field was open, full of green grass and wild flowers. You could smell the summer in the air. Summer was my favourite season because you could really feel the nature around, the life and colour.    -“Dog!”    -“Huh?”    -“See that cloud right there? It looks like a dog.”-he said    I laughed a little..    -“Whaaaat? Cmon don’t you see?”    -“Looks more like a horse to me”-I said with a little smile.