Yesterday by The Beatles

Yesterday
Sang by The Beatles

Yesterday, all my troubles seemed so far away
Now it looks as though they're here to stay
Oh I believe in yesterday

Suddenly, I'm not half the man I used to be
There's a shadow hanging over me
Oh yesterday, came suddenly

Why she, had to go
I don't know she wouldn't say
I said, something wrong
Now I long for yesterday

Yesterday, love was such an easy game to play
Now I need a place to hide away
Oh I believe in yesterday

Why she, had to go I don't know
She wouldn't say
I said, something wrong
Now I long for yesterday

Yesterday, love was such an easy game to play
Now I need a place to hide away
Oh I believe in yesterday


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Just a stranger; just a wanderer

A Reason for Connection

Peace

Below is an excerpt of a song that I would probably claim how it slightly reflects me:

So give me reason

To Prove me wrong

To wash this memory clean

Let the floods cross the distance in your eyes

Across this new divide

*

In every loss

In every lie

In every truth that you'd deny

And each regret

And each goodbye

Was a mistake too great to hide

And your voice was all I heard

That I get what I deserve

*

So give me reason

To prove me wrong

To wash this memory clean

Let the floods cross the distance in your eyes

Give me reason to fill this hole

Connect the space between

Let it be enough to reach the truth that lies

Across this new divide

New Divide -Linkin Park,

Transformers 2: Revenge of the Fallen

See how this post connects to the previous

Just a stranger; just a wanderer

Turn-a-round

Peace

Maybe I have figured how things will work out after wandering near and far for signs. I have more than five books to be read. Though not all related to each other, somehow I want to find myself a space for me in this world.

I held a book –my uncle’s copy of The International Jew and Protocols of the Elder Zion which I had borrowed from him almost for two years, utterly unread. Undeniably I had given a touch of a first few chapters. Yet, till to this day I’ve not entirely read the whole book.

And now, I am.

I am not finding fault in anyone. I do not want to assume and regard anyone as enemies or foes. God’s Prophecy will soon tell who the corrupters of this world are –I do not want to find a hobby in distrusting everyone.

I read the book last evening as I journeyed home. All I planned was to record how people have changed the world or civilisations whether for good or its contrary and intended to create connection in history... to find truth?

As I entered the elevator leading to the eight storey of my block, I asked myself... Is this worth it?

Where will this lead to? How can I live for the future? How can I earn a living through such a life?

At times, I question myself... at times, staring at my hands...

“Who am I?”

“Am I in the right path?”

“Why can I see?”

“Why can I feel?”

I can touch, I can see! God’s great for His Gifts.

But the questions remained unanswered.

I do not want a meaningless life; I want a purpose in my existence –why I am here. I wander about, only to find several doors of opportunities wherein full of lies... Attractive designs which at times attract people for the wrong reason and media which mislead others with false information... or aristocratic people influencing others in pursuing for the wrong things, not caring for the needs of the souls...

I too desire glory and wealth. I envy them as I tightly close my eyes and painfully walk away, knowing that I will soon be nobody, like someone’s quote “...a lost poem in a stranger’s coat".

And now I stand before it, the door which I am supposed to take. But... is that... the right way? Is it worth it?

“I’ve found the key for me to live
Passing by several doors wherein full of lies
Restraining my envy and greed for the glories within with my belief
Before me is now a door for my life
Half reluctant and half wanting to walk beyond, I ask myself if...
...this road is worth for a journey...”

I am sorry; I don’t to waste my life. We live only once... If we fail in this world, how can we come back to undo what is done? Help me... in this dilemma...


Just a stranger; just a wanderer