Delete (poem)

A lot of my poems are inspired by 'the event of the day'  This one as well.  While chatting with a friend, I decided to take a look at the Facebook site of this person. I found out that I was not a friend anymore. Hm well, it's just a name, friends at facebook, but still, I cant stand it when people sneak in others'  accounts and then change things. When a relation is over, no matter if it is a mariage, a friendship or just a game-friendship, you should respect each other and leave each other alone. What's the use of messing around with someone who you already lost? What is it helping you? 

Okay, I should not put my (big) nose in other ones business. :)  But I  did.  And this is the poem what came out of it.

Delete

Facebook, it is a wonderful thing

Many of my friends, do live within

But also many friends, who are not friends at all

They're game mates, big fun, further small

Facebook, we hardly can deny it

And with many friends, you get to aye it

Sooner or later, there is hate and frust

And from nature some friends do get lost

That is not so bad, too many is no good

It is hard for a moment, but cleaning cheers the mood

No one but me chooses who is my friend

Dont start crying, it sorts out in the end

 But still I did look a bit surprised at the screen

When a friend unfriended me.. what we both havent seen

I am sure, that one I should not delete

So there must be someone else with kickng feet

And yes, very soon all was clear

About this magical disappear

One did sneak in my friends account

And did clean up, unwanted, all around

The one who dit it, of course, is not worth a bit

Sooner or later, he will end in the.. (yes, that word is it)

Real friends never are gone forever

We did return,  more stronger and clever

The bad guy will be frustrated more and more

It is one who never will learn, as he did not before

He is a sad one, and he should stay away

Friends will be friends, as a beloved friend did say

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Facebook, het is een wonderlijk ding

Veel van mijn vrienden wonen erin

Maar ook veel vrienden, die geen vrienden zijn

Gewoon speel-maatjes, voor de gein

Facebook, we kunnen er bijna niet zonder

En met zo veel vriendjes, komt er altijd gedonder

Vroeger of later, komt haat en nijd

Dan raak je vanzelf weer een paar kwijt

Dat is niet erg, want te veel is niet goed

het is even slikken, maar opruimen doet goed

Ik kies ten slotte zelf, wie ik wil als een vriend

Dus mag jij het ook, er wordt niet gegriend

 Toch stond ik weer eens raar te kijken

Dat een Friendje niet meer op mijn lijstje kon prijken

Ik weet zeker, die was niet weggepoetst

Zodat er iets anders wezen moest

En ja hoor al gauw

kwam de aap uit de mouw

Iemand had ingebroken, en vriendjes gewist

Alsof ik het niet van tevoren al wist

Wie dit deed, is natuurlijk knettergek

Die valt vroeg of laat plat op de bek

Want echte friendjes komen gewoon terug

En dan lachen ze alweer vlug

De stoute jongen raakt nog meer gefrustreerd

Het is er eentje die nooit iets leert

Ach, hij is zielig, maar moet snel oprotten

Echte vrienden laten zich niet bedotten

Dus alles komt goed, op het end

Zoals onze freddie zingt -friends will be friends-

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31 05 2013(c) saturnnl for DreamsUnlimitedPublishing without permission is NOT allowed

Attitude

A very sunny day today, and I have been able to have two pretty productive days after each other. LIKE!
Hm, I have to watch out to not lower myself to all that FB Talk, help, I did it again, right?
It is FaceBook, and the scary way it is affecting so many lives.  Including that of my own, because it is hard to imagine a day without checking FaceBook

But what am I checking in fact?
I check my game, if I can collect items again.  And in between I check messages that I dont need to read, from people that I dont need to know, that are just good enough for my game. To click and to be clicked.

Oh, I check more serious things as well. I check what my friends write.  And I check the pictures they post.
There was a time that we didnt need to check them. When there was something to tell, they did tell us right away, so that we could not miss a thing.
Today? We check them. And they have to check us. When they forget to check us, they are ignoring us and we can skip their friendship.  And we dont tell them that in their face, we write at Facebook, that it is enough now. 
We write at FaceBook that we dont understand why the other is acting this way.  That we are disappointed in the other.
Right.  So be it.  Be disappointed in me. And when I, by coincidence, between the other messages, read a message that is meant for me, and I react, in private, you not need to answer. It was just silly me that was expecting an answer.  I can read it all at FaceBook, right? 

I did notice a change in me an it gets stronger. I read less and less wall posts. I take the wallposts that I read less serious. Because when people want to tell something to me... they can.

I am not afraid of loosing people, and I DO loose people. But I get more time. To tell people what's up, to listen to them. And thus I need less time for FaceBook :)

It is a matter of attitude :)


“If you don't like something, change it. If you can't change it, change your attitude."

~ Maya Angelou

spiritual life

I dont believe in coincidence. And  the more I believe in this, the more I see that it is true. Nothing happens without a reason.  No matter if you like it or not, it happens and it brings us further. As a friend years ago did write,that prayer -  I did ask God for strength, he made me fighting to get stronger.

Not always life is what you want from it, and often it has to do with expectations.  In this is, I think, a thing that we all get trapped with. How easy we expect things from others? And how easy we make it, with expecting from them things that we are not able to do by ourselves? It is not always fair to expect things from others!

Agaon, this week, 2 persons, that are important in my life, did tell me thi again.  With keeping silent. I did try to open their doors again. They kept it shut for me.
What to do now?  I can give up.  No, that's not an otion, because I DO care for them
so, what to do then? Waiting for them until they open up again? Knocking at their door and knowing that it will be not opened?

My decission, what was already made a while ago, gets stronger.  When their door is not open, why should I close mine? So I keep my door open for them. No matter what, they can always step in. And I dont wait at their door any longer to get myself hurt. 

Hmmm, a bit cryptical, maybe, but I am sure that some people do know what I mean. And who knows, maybe the ones that have their doors closed, read this anyway, somehow. That's fine, I have nothing to hide.

I return more an more to myself. Becase only when I have peace inside, I can start getting peace with what is around me.


"Spiritual life is mental, not physical; it demands a change of mental attitude. If you
approach your spiritual practice the way you do material things, you’ll never
develop wisdom; it will just be an act."

Mothers Day 2013

when I said to some people that I miss you every day

It was not seldom that they did say

Just wait, you will get used to it, in time

And I could not believe that, for this of mine

Time passes, 2 years and I must confess

The wound didnt heal, the loss is nothing less

I get used to it, that I cant make a call

I get used to it, that I cant hug you at all

But there is not a day, from that moment on

That I dont think of you, about that you are gone

Time will heal some wounds, maybe

But the hole is there til eternity

It is okay, I can get used to

And you find me, just like I do

I miss you, every day a bit more

But it is good, bitter, and sour

You're always with me, in my soul and my heart

Where ever I go, we shall never part

It is just another way, of being with you

If I get used to it?  I doubt I will ever do

(c) 12-05-2012 Saturnnl for DreamsUnlimited. Publishing without permission is not allowed

We are the champions

and there you have it! For the 3rd year in a row, the best Dutch football team did become champion.  And even when the party was not allowed to take place in the city (how typidal and arrow minded), it still is a thing we can be pruod on.  How many teams, world wide, do not have players that did start their carreer at the Ajax fields in Amsterdam?

And that was already in the ages that I went to watch football. The time that you could say, on sundaymorning, hey, shall we go to watch football this afternoon?  Ticket  sold at the stadium, no checks or passes, just go and watch. And knowing it better then the people at the other side of the efence, of course.

It was all in all a good football week, sure here in Germany. Where are the proud teams from England, where are the arrogant master players from Spain? They go to watch the Champions Final at home baby, because this year 2 German teams rule the football!

And of course not all are amused, what is exposed the best in this line that i saw a few days ago.
The bet thing of the champions final is that a german team will loose...   I had a huge laugh about it, and that went only more when I did realize that the writer of this was someone from Austria :)  :).

Ah fottball, you got to love it!  And as you see, I refuse to call it soccer.  Because football is played with the feet..  And I doubt if the american football is :)