Monday, March 3, 2008


(Sean Connery on the Voice)
> There comes a point of time that we stop a while to seek some piece of mind ….

Did it ever occur to you …. That you remain blank and could do anything amidst piles of papers waiting on your desk …. Numbers of voice messages on your answering machine waiting to be called back …deadlines nearing but then nothing has been started?

When all there is in the mind …are wandering thoughts …unuttered … not immortalized. Even how hard you try to squeeze it nothing comes out but then again there are these thoughts … screaming to get out.

And you seek for some peace … just a day … or even hours or minutes?

When the mind is aware that there are tons of tasks to be accomplished it tends to slack down influencing the whole of the body. It flies through spaces and time to a one serene place to seek it’s asylum.

As for myself … my mind soars … lightly these pass few days …. it’s mission rebels to what reality seeks … to move … work … run. But it goes the other way around.

Lately… at night …when Hypnos is at work it … my unconscious mind captures pictures of people … places … events …some known …some unknown. The latter …created by my mind to picture the peace it searches.

This field is the meadow where I spend to have my sweet serenity … of my past. The horse is Black Rain … who died just last year …. The exact scene where I always see him and before he gives me great rides.

Black Rain is not a person … he is a horse. And time and a gain I have told t myself not to attach myself to animals …ever since Peanut, my toy poodle died when I was in High School. But I guess one cannot avoid the inevitable … I am but human with a heart and soul.

The point of my write is …. when a lot of things bother us, we tend to search what has been missing. People … entity … things … events that has made us feel so good.

And although sometimes we might not be aware and we think all has been forgotten … but then again it was only in the conscious state…subconsciously nothing is erased …. And it remains there until we admit that it is deep within the heart and soul.

Whoever came … whatever had been felt … however it has been done … how much has been given … in one’s life it is always there.

The loss of my dog Peanut … my horse Black Rain no matter how painful would always be there … they are not people … what more to people … these phenomena I guess will always come back again and again to remind me I am human … I have loved … I have been affected … and there are effects.

Copyright Symbol 2006


Miladysa said...

What a wonderful name for a horse 'Black Rain' is!

I am sorry for your loss, I still feel the loss of all my beloved pets :[

The good side is as you say, we have been loved and have loved in return and everything still exists just waiting for our mind to revisit :-D

Forever Young said...

losing anyone you love is painful, my mind is in a fallow lull these past few days, it can't soar all the time, can it?

M said...

this post so rings a bell.
it has been years since i hv been in search of that one day, that one night that i can stand in peace without something tugging at my mind. when i dint hv to sleep for i had to get up early net morning for school/college/work and cud spend the night in lone contemplation. enjoy the soft breeze. still waiting.

i have come to believe that, that moment of peace and tranquility will come just before the instance of our deaths, when nothing else will matter.

hv fun.

derick said...

an amazing reflective piece which resonates with most---the place of peace is always there,it is just a question of tapping into it.
take care

BBC said...

There comes a point of time that we stop a while to seek some piece of mind.

Exactly why I'm doing the camp trailer, to get away from it all.


Diana Evans said...

Hi Anto...

thank you for your kind words and support during a tough time for me...I appreciate it!

My mind is not in any peace as of yet...but I am hopeful...


whimsicalnbrainpan said...

I think the loss of a pet can be as painful as the loss of a person (though many would say not as significant).

Still, any love you experience will always be there.

Diana Evans said...

Hi Anto...just checking in to say hello and see that you're ok...haven't heard from you...


zirelda said...

Beautiful. And yes, when my 15 year old cocker spaniel died a part of me died with her. But I gave my heart to our beagle and I know I will again. I can't keep my heart seperate from my animals. I have learned so much from them.

Lorêny Portugal said...

The point of my write is …. when a lot of things bother us, we tend to search what has been missing. People … entity … things … events that has made us feel so good.,

Sometimes we search in musics too... The musics remember some people that passed in my life...

Take care, Dear friend!

raindog said...

so sorry for your loss. animals are always a special part of us.

Forever Young said...

how are you? haven't seen you around for ages, is everything okay?

Ruela said...

animals are best friends


Diana Evans said...

Hi Anto...

hope you're ok...
just popping by to check up on you...


Miladysa said...

Hello Anto

Ditto Diana

M x

derick said...

you have been gone a while--
your coffee is cold by now...
whatever it is that is happening in your life --i hope all is sorted out soon.
take care

Diana Evans said...

Hey Anto...

just popping by to say hello!!! please pop by and let me know how you're doing...


DeLi said...

so deep and meaningful anto
i hear you!

My World said...

Hello Anto,
Please excuse me for not visiting
you as often as I have in the past.

My oldest daughter gave birth to a baby boy on the tenth of February.
The little guy was born with an enlarged heart that had a hole in it.

He was transfered to the Childrens Hospital in Boston, Ma. from Women and Infants in Providence, R.I.

My sister and I visited the baby on the 21st. we had him Baptized in
our faith ( Catholic ). On the 23rd
the baby had a heart attack and was put on life support for only 14
days, that was the dead-line for a

At this point, things were looking
hopeless for the little guy....
My daughter at this was begining to break down, she hadn't
even the chance to hold him.

Monday, the 25th of February, at 3:00PM, the baby was being prepared for the heart transplant.

A donor of his age was found, it was like a life-times burdens was lifted on my shoulders, I can't even imagine how my daughter felt.

I can tell you now, at this moment,
my grandson is holding his own.

I read your writing, and it made me
think, the little guy is going to make it...

Thank you Anto,


William... :)

derick said...

i have been missing your spirited postings and your comments on my blog.
i hope all is well

DeLi said...

how are you?

atomicvelvetsigh said...

hi just passin by quick.. wonderin how u are.. so i thought im the one who doesnt update.. hehe..

well im at work so i read your entry later when i get home.

cu around..

Enemy of the Republic said...

God I've been there. How are you?