She is not hiding

She told me the story about Maria Kurenai
"A sickly girl who becomes powerful
Posessed by her distant relative Shizuka Hio
Maria Kurenai becomes the aristocratic vampire
Maria Kurenai becomes the strong and powerful"

 
 When she told me the story
her eyes was glowing
as children do when telling stories

There is a difference

She dresses in her clothes

She puts on her hair

She puts on her makeup

 

 
She becomes Maria Kurenai

  

 
But she is not hiding

It is not a disguise

It is not a mask

 

This is Cosplay

Her walk is confident as Maria Kurenai
With her head high
Her eyes glowing
A hidden confident smile

In her beautiful costume

Her inner beauty now can arise to the surface

Showing the strong girl

A girl that can make a difference

  

  

It is not Shizuka Hio within

It is herself 

Her true strenght and beauty shining through

 

I see the girl behind the costume

Powerful and fragile 

Strong and caring

I know she will make a difference

 

But today
She dresses up

Becomes the character

She is not hiding

She becomes her

But she is herself

The last time together

I came to see you

 

 

 I watched you

Then I watched over you 

 

 

 

I remembered the time

When you was strong

 

I knew your story

Stories of the sea, trucks and hard work

 

I remember all our lessons,

Lessons of becoming a man

 

From a grandfather to a grandson

More than a grandfather

 

I grew up and you was there

Always

 

I came to be here with you

 

 

 

Who are you now?

Is this really you?

Are you still there?

 

 

 

Are you going away now?

 

No, you are not ready yet.

You want to hang on a little while longer

 

I can see that you hold on

It is not time right now

 

 

 

I know

You don´t want to be here in this place

You never had to endure such things before

 

 

 

Now it is different

Time is catching up

 

 

 

We spoke about it.

We knew; that I had to leave

We knew it could be the last time

 

 

Where would I be without you?

The roles have changed now

You used to guide me

 

 

 
 

Now I had to be strong for you 

You asked me when you was well enough to leave 

I saw you looked through the window 

 

 

I said I didn´t know

 

You got better

We went to the sea   

I saw you in your eyes again

 

 

 

 

I had to leave

Would I see you again?

Would it be the last time?

 

Mom takes so good care of you

She´s the hero

 
 

 

 

We said our goodbyes as many times before

I thanked you, as I have done before

 

We spoke on the phone

Far away

 
 

 

You didn´t said goodbye

But you said

And it was okay

Don´t stay too long

You can go when it is time

I understand

 

 

I came again as soon as I could 

I did not make it this time

Time flew so fast

 

You had left just before I got home

I do remember

You never had time to wait

Catch up if I could

This time I knew

You had to go

 

You knew I was on my way

That I would follow you
only to where your journey starts

Fare well
We'll meet again
on another journey

Defying Gravity

Objects fall to the ground 

They obey the laws of nature 

Human nature is defiance 

Human nature is to go beyond the laws of nature

Not accepting that it cannot be done 

Finding the perfect balance 

To believe a wheel does not need to fall even when it is not turning 

Resisting the feeling of falling 

Resisting the fear of failing 

Defying what seem not possible 

Believing that it can be done 

Knowing that it can be done 

Understanding that everything is possible 

Seing it was possible 

Remembering that it could be done 

Remembering that little thought that has fasten in the mind; 

yes, I know it can be done!

No!

Before the rose hit the water, and color it red

Before we set fire to the world

We find hope in that the light shows the way from darkness to light

Evil and stupidity will never win when a people is united in peace!

Why

Why did we come here?
Why are we here?  

The questions...



Why did we run?
Why did we hide? 

The many reasons..

 

Why is it darkest before sunrise?

Why is the full moon blue?  

How it is told...

 

Why could we not see?

Why could we not listen? 

The mistakes...

 

Why do we say time flies?

Why can we not really capture the moment? 

Relativity...

 

Why did I not remember?

Why was it not obvious?  

Hidden memories in time...

Why is disharmony music?
Why is a blue note heard without color?  

Perception and emotions...

Why was it spoken?
Why did we not speak? 

We talked, but did not hear...



Why do we think?
Why do we reason? 

Ability to choose...



Why arrogance?
Why not understand? 

Cought in a circle of pride...



Why do we have hopes?
Why do we have beliefs?

Life cannot exist without... 

Why so easy not to trust?
Why so easy to misinterpret?  

Answers from silence...



Why is the stars only seen at night?
Why is the sun only seen at day? 

Acceptance...



Why the crying?
Why the hurt? 

Understanding...



Why do we always know the sun will rise?
Why do we always know tomorrow will come? 

So many questions...



Why don´t we always find the right answers?

Why?

The fisherman´s wife

 

The fisherman´s wife is looking out over the sea...

The fisherman´s wife is looking for her husband...

The fisherman´s wife is looking for her son...

 

The fisherman´s wife is looking for her brother...

The fisherman´s wife is looking for her father...

  

 

They all went out with boats,

to harvest from the often so rewarding sea... 

 

But she always know in her heart and mind; 

the sea gives, and the sea takes... 

  

 

Many husbands, 

many son´s, brothers 

and fathers are with the sea now...

Those that never came back... 

 

The sea gives, and the sea takes...  

She knows this in her heart and mind...

A family must eat and make a living...
 

 

A price that can be high...

Calm and beautiful today, 

but fierce and strong tomorrow...

How will it be tomorrow? 

As calm and beautiful as today? 

 

Or will it be angry,

with no mercy and regret 

and take those who came to harvest...

She knows what can be...

But in her heart she believes and pray 

for a safe return... 

So she´ll come every day 

to look for their safe return home 

from the sea... 

She is the fisherman´s wife...