Aphorisms:

If I were to present you yesterday
     I will erase all traces of bitterness and misunderstandings
If I were to present you today
     I will add the warmth and feelings that will make you want to embrace this day forever
If I were to present you a tomorrow
     I will fill it with the heart-warming surprises that will fulfill all of your long-cherished wishes and more.

Are shadows any less real than their sources/alter-egos?

We often do not realize that there is literally a fine line separtating
     the reachable from the unreachable, the doable from the undoable.

What is distant but an illusion that often appears more real than reality itself
     because we nurture and supplement it.

Not every success is earned
     not every failure deserved.

The past is a dream,
     the future is the only reality.

Love is sometimes focused
     when reciprocated it flows in a torrent in the channel that shapes it
Others are egoistic
     as they lose their way without appreciation,
     avoiding contact and exposure and seeking refuge in a subterranean world,
And then there are those that are magnanimous
     overflowing their banks, reaching for the horizons
     changing the landscape and turning fertile anything they touch

Even if I cannot uproot myself,
     I can still shed my leaves to welcome a new lease of life.

We are like trees
     for we cannot thrive in the shadow of others
And the strong wind and the scorching sun and the bitter cold
     only tests our mettle, shapes our nature, and helps us grow.

Would I rather be like the
sun, ever eager to reach out and touch new horizons,
     sharing my exuberance and energy with one and all
     while emptying myself at each step, or like the
earth, picture-perfect and a healing sight to the weary from a distance,
     but full of strife, turmoil, and unrest up close,
     lost somewhere between my origin and my destination, or like the
stars, brilliant, luminescent, beautiful, and mesmerizing,
     but always beyond reach, everyone's neighbor, but no one's friend
     a denizen of another world, or like the
moon, barren but tranquil, imperfect but welcoming, bearing the impressions of the ages
     starkly visible for the world to observe and respect, accepting graciously my role as a mere sidekick,
     but providing you a soothing glow to relieve the dreary darkness,
     a trusted, silent, undemanding companion in your empty, lonely hours
     and at peace with myself and the world.

At times it is necessary to take a step back --
     to create space, to discover new possibilities, to renew relationships, to allow progress.

Perhaps only once or twice in a lifetime do we want something so badly
     that everything else seems inconsequential or insignificant.

As I cannot stem the flow of time,
     I would rather ride its waves
     than sink in its depths

Death gives a new lease of life to forgotten memories.

Science helps me understand the world, the arts allow me to celebrate it.
     -- a lover of the arts and the sciences

The spectre of loneliness evokes fear
     but the irresistible lure of solitude enraptures my soul.

The bumps on the road may cause discomfort
     but makes life more interesting.

A life is worth to the extent of risks it has taken
     risk of acting rather than reacting
     risk of standing out rather than fitting in
     risk of treading new grounds rather than living in a shell

When I am close to you, my restless mind blinds my senses
I avoid your eyes and ignore my love
But when I am alone, I find you in my heart
And then I die a thousand deaths thinking of how I had hurt you
     and wish you would know that you are my life

I can walk away from the passion of your kiss
     but not from the longing in your eyes.

You are lovely when you look beautiful,
     and even more so otherwise

Let us not overlook the present
     and wish for the past in the future
Rather, live the present
     so that in the future we will celebrate the past

I walk alone, but footsteps are my guides

To give is to receive and to love is to be loved     

Every breath of my love is a song and a sigh

When you hate me, I hate myself
But when you love me, I love the world