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I know why Icarus Flew

I can’t help but feel like Icarus
Every time I stare deep into your eyes;
I see a soul that shines bright with light,
But it’s hidden under your disguise.

Every time that your heart’s been broken
Scars are left behind and they still hurt
Every time, you’ve erected a wall
To guard your heart and offer comfort

But I’ve seen through all those many walls
There’s pain and confusion there and yet,
There’s a hope for what might one day be;
A firey soul not filled by regret.

Flying ever closer towards that sun,
Icarus touched heaven with his flight
And I must admit, I have also.
Like Icarus, I too lacked foresight.

I did not see, the closer I got,
That my wax wings were growing softer.
And now I’m falling and hoping that
I will be saved by my hearts captor.

Like the touch of rain she was
On a man's flesh and hair and eyes
When the joy of walking thus
Has taken him by surprise:

With the love of the storm he burns,
He sings, he laughs, well I know how,
But forgets when he returns
As I shall not forget her 'Go now'.

Those two words shut a door
Between me and the blessed rain
That was never shut before
And will not open again.

Please take a moment to reflect on the events of Nov 4. While being alive during a historic election and seeing the first Black president sounds great, consider who just won. I am not opposed to any minority figure in politics.

I, however, am opposed to taking money away from those who work hard their entire lives and giving it to those who have not. It is not about "helping your fellow American". I do help my fellow Americans. I founded a charity, raise money, and do an absurd amount of community service. It is simply not right to force someone to help those who are not helping themselves. Government is not a charity.

Secondly, I value the security of our nation. In this turbulent time of global politics, electing a man who has clear ties to former domestic terrorists (who btw have stated they do not regret their actions) and anti-american religious leaders. I am NOT calling Obama a terrorist or anti-american. I recognize his accomplishments and respect his achievements.

Lastly, take a moment to look at your values, morals, ethics, and standards. If you are not Christian, you still have some kind of value system. If you are a Christian, start praying. The platform of the Democratic Party is anything but a reflection of Christ. Do not tell me this election is about helping out those less fortunate, giving back, and bridging the gap between rich and poor. In four years, this gap will be the same, if not greater. Hooray for inefficient government spending. Charities exist, good deeds can be done, without undermining hard work.

Pray for the future of our nation over these next four years. God Bless you and may He bless America now more than ever.

Best Regards,

Alex

Volgea l'anima mia soavemente
quel suo caro e lucente
sguardo, tutto beltà, tutto desire,
verso me scintillando e parea dire:
«Dam'il tuo cor, ché non altrond'i' vivo».
E mentr'il cor sen vola ove l'invita
quella beltà infinita,
sospirando gridai: «Misero e privo
del cor, chi mi dà vita?»
Mi rispos'ella in un sospir d'amore:
«Io, che son il tuo core»

She came to me in the simple dress of love,
and her eyes said, Lie with me for I
am beautiful; the breeze put down its leaves
and listened, clouds slowed, the evening blushed.
She grasped my chest then snatched her hand away
whereupon that sullen child, my self,
turned towards her face which seemed to say,
Give me your heart, I live for nothing else!
Hearing this, my heart, all needy, rushed
towards that source of loveliness and light
so that I gasped and cried out, Desperate
and without heart, who now will give me life?
Bringing me gently to her breasts she sighing
whispered, I will, for I am your heart.

Why is it that the closer I allow someone get,
The further into my heart I allow them to them see,
The farther from me they are always driven,
I'm starting to wonder if something's wrong with me.

Sometimes it is the actual distance between us
And the physical separation that drives us apart,
It's not being able to see or talk to each other,
But isn't absence supposed to fonder make the heart?

Other times it can be the jealousy of an alleged friend,
Who's selfishness blinds them to the pain they've created,
And both lovers are separated by the words they can't say
Filling up the void between them leaving both frustrated.

One has mentioned Good Old Murphy and his infamous law,
Well I can't help but feeling like the embodiment of it,
The people I've let close, for whatever reason, always leave,
And I know they can't help it, but I always feel ... depressed

But every time I go to God, and he heals my wounded heart
He brings me comfort and builds me back stronger than before
And tells me that I must go through the bad to understand the good
That when He gives me my soul mate I can give her so much more

I try to be patient, to wait for His time for her to come
But I can't help feeling a longing for her to finally appear
I feel like I'm nothing more than a song without melody,
And I won't be complete until at last we make our premier.

So help me God, put your hand on me and calm my soul
I need you now, I want your help to hold on a little longer
I'll follow you till the end of time, I just hope You can
Complete my song, and make us both that much stronger.

To a very dear old friend of mine...

How is it that we can change completely from the way we used to be.
From being such close friends to being total strangers in one short year.
We still know each other's darkest secrets, that no one else could see
Or is it that we've made new ones that has caused this collossal tear?

Could it be that we both grew up and we were so naive before?
Or could it be that our interests have grown too far apart
And now we simply are unable to make it work any more.
And we each, to someone else, have given up our heart...

Maybe I was the artistic one I let my heart guide my path,
But I've grown up and I've learned to pull the reigns
Perhapse you were the classic analytic, ruled by logic and math
And you've grown able to let your heart out of it's chains.

Now we've found our forte's and we're different from who we once were.
I'm still the same person you once knew, and you're the same for me.
But somehow everything's changed and I want to know what you prefer:
Shall I stay and be your friend, or would you like me to let you be...

Every time I try to get my heart to let you go,
Whenever I'm just about to give up all hope.
You somehow find your way back into my life,
And always know how to relieve me of my strife
You've gone away several times, for reasons I do not know
And every time I try to live my life without you, but I don't.
Because is it really living when you're separated from your heart
'Cause you've given it To the person who loved you from the start?
And when you're not with them, there's nothing you can enjoy
They occupied your mind, your soul, and nothing fills the void.
But somehow life goes on, and I can only wait for the day
When our lives cross yet again, and I again find my way
Until then I'll let you go, and see if you can live your life without me,
Because unfortunately is the ultimate test to see if we were meant to be...
And when I see you next, I'll smile and hold you close, and say,
"I love you, and I've never left you, just waited till you found your way..."

Did you ever wonder what would happen if fish ruled the earth? Do you think they'd go to a human store, buy a bag full of people, and put us in a big tank of air, so they can sit and watch us in their water-filled houses? Do you think they'd take care of us, love us, like we do them? I'd like to think they would. Yes, I'd like to think they would.