By a.R.a.S - Bodrum/Turkey 2010

Monday, May 30, 2011

Interesting and Sadly Rather True*

No apologies... I believe I have become a true expert in acting as if nothing had happened. Such a poker face! Since the beginning of May, life has been teaching me a new lesson every single God given day. At first, there were no limits to my complaints but now I am experiencing a different level in "learning" of acceptance. 


I just need YOU to realize how YOU've been treating me and get a hold of yourself because YOU know I have my limits too, don't you? Haha... Not funny at all!


Below YOU'll see an obituary printed in the London Times... Interesting and sadly rather true. 
The author ... Unknown!


Today we mourn the passing of a beloved old friend, Common Sense, who has been with us for many years. No one knows for sure how old he was, since his birth records were long ago lost in bureaucratic red tape. He will be remembered as having cultivated such valuable lessons as:



* Knowing when to come in out of the rain

* Why the early bird gets the worm
* Life isn't always fair
* Maybe it was my fault

Common Sense lived by simple, sound financial policies (don't spend more than you can earn) and reliable strategies (adults, not children, are in charge). His health began to deteriorate rapidly when well-intentioned but overbearing regulations were set in place. Reports of a 6-year-old boy charged with sexual harassment for kissing a classmate; teens suspended from school for using mouthwash after lunch; and a teacher fired for reprimanding an unruly student, only worsened his condition.

Common Sense lost ground when parents attacked teachers for doing the job that they themselves had failed to do in disciplining their unruly children. It declined even further when schools were required to get parental consent to administer sun lotion or an aspirin to a student; but could not inform parents when a student became pregnant and wanted to have an abortion.

Common Sense lost the will to live as the churches became businesses; and criminals received better treatment than their victims. Common Sense took a beating when you couldn't defend yourself from a burglar in your own home and the burglar could sue you for assault.

Common Sense finally gave up the will to live, after a woman failed to realize that a steaming cup of coffee was hot. She spilled a little in her lap, and was promptly awarded a huge settlement.

Common Sense was preceded in death, by his parents, Truth and Trust, by his wife, Discretion, by his daughter, Responsibility, and by his son, Reason.

He is survived by his 4 stepbrothers: 
I Know My Rights, 
I Want It Now, 
Someone Else Is To Blame, 
I'm A Victim.


Not many attended his funeral because so few realized he was gone. If you still remember him, pass this on. If not, join the majority and do nothing.

L.O.V.E.
a.R.a.S 


Thursday, April 21, 2011

Kontrol Bende Mi?*

*I had to write this in my language*

Derin bir boşluk
Aslında uzak ama çok yakınımda
Düşmüyorum
Dengem var... ama yok
Çok yakınım..
Çıkış yolu nerede, bulamıyorum
Bir yandan umrum değil
Ben, ben olmadıktan, olamadıktan sonra
 Ne farkeder?


L.O.V.E.
a.R.a.S


Wednesday, April 20, 2011

Afraid to Write *


Fear...
of hurting someone.
Fear... 
of hurting myself.
Never felt this strong before
Watch your steps
There is no turning back, never was...
Gonna blow your mind 
Cuz YOU know I am one of a kind.

*Lately I have had so many ideas to write about but somehow I feel restricted about writing. Not that I can't find the time, it's just... this fear of writing started to take place in my life for no reason. When I figure out why - I'll let YOU know*


L.O.V.E.
a.R.a.S


Wednesday, April 13, 2011

Wondrous Moments*

In one of those relations that is not defined,
I needed YOU.
I can't stay any longer, it might be the time to let go.
Cuz' I think I have stayed too long.
Tomorrows will be softer while new challenges won't be visible.
...
There is nothing left to win.
...
We'll be fine...
Just fine.


L.O.V.E.
a.R.a.S



Tuesday, April 12, 2011

Validation*


Watch, learn something (if YOU can) and react.

The following short movie "VALIDATION" is a fable about a parking attendant who gives his customers REAL validation -- dispensing both free parking and free compliments. 

                                                                                         The summary taken from IMDb

"Like most good shorts, the premise is simple: Thyne plays a man who validates parking lot tickets. However, he doesn't just stamp the paper and shoo customers on their way. Each is served with their own specialized validation, like: "You. You are awesome." His popularity quickly grows to epic proportions, no stodgy folk being able to stand their crabby ground as the simple parking validator becomes a superstar, even validating famous folks like George W. Bush. But alas, he meets a miserable photo taker at the dastardly DMV and things begin to fall apart." 
                              
                                                                                              Monika Bartyzel from Cinematica


L.O.V.E.
a.R.a.S



Simple, Tasteful But Incredibly Cheap*

I am sorry... I just can't sit here and witness the unfairness. I don't know if it is because of me being a libra or me being just me. No way! When the "evil unfairness" happens I usually speak up right away and don't let it get away or lose its significance. But this time...arghh... it really took me a while to decide if I should or should not swallow this ugly bitter truth. And as you can see, I won't let it get away. However, since I can't say it out loud because of "some" circumstances, letting it out by writing is my only option...
For now...

How can YOU pretend like everything is OK when YOU choose to ignore the love and the respect that YOU are being offered?
Let me put it this way...
How could YOU pretend like everything was OK and talk behind my back when YOU chose to ignore the love and the respect that YOU were being offered. 

I know ignorance is not a crime or anything, but when its level grows into being something unbearable it starts being hurtful, and when it starts being hurtful I start to believe that it should be considered as a crime. 
Let's think about it now, why would someone reject to see the love and the respect? There has got to be a bunch of reasons but this one was all about "the lack of self-esteem". (At least in my opinion)
What are YOU so afraid of that YOU have become such a sneaky person? (Sorry, my bad! I shouldn't have said "have become", because maybe YOU have been like this your whole life...who knows? I am just getting to know YOU)

Back to making the list of your "possible" fears...
Being left alone or
stabbed in the back?

YOU know what... I am going to set YOU free as of now... Until next time tough.
And one day I will talk to YOU about these but I don't expect YOU to understand because I know YOU can't and the problem will remain the same. But a piece of advice; try to widen up and open your eyes because if this is the path YOU wish to choose, one day YOU will start losing your "loved" ones one by one or they will be talking behind YOUR back. 

"It is impossible to defeat an ignorant man in argument." 
                                                     William G. McAdoo


L.O.V.E.
a.R.a.S


Friday, April 8, 2011

Good Luck

I am being protected. I've got back up. 
Of course you had no idea who you were dealing with. 
YOU are just another low level soul, therefore a human being.
The Universe is on my side.

God bless.

L.O.V.E.
a.R.a.S



Wednesday, April 6, 2011

Univictionary*


End of March... Seriously! It's been faster than ever, don't you think? Maybe not for all of you... (I know  it's not going as fast as YOU want it to but I am there for YOU, we are there for YOU, counting down the days altogether) 


"The dead of midnight is the noon of thought, and wisdom mounts her zenith with the stars."
                                                                                                                    - A.L. Barbauld -


   John Kelly - Getty Images

If YOU know me well enough, you should also know that I believe in the Universe's effort to get in touch with us. But for some reason YOU tend to ignore it. Are YOU doing it on purpose?

Advices..
Signs..
Messages..

This month let's try to be more open and listen to (for some of YOU the verb must be "to realize" or "to believe") what the Universe is trying to tell us. 
I received 3 different signs, all pointing in the same direction. At first, I did not notice that it was a sign at all but when the second one was sent, it hit me like a ton of bricks. The third one was so obvious that I was sure I had to make a decision. I'll tell YOU about it soon.


L.O.V.E.
a.R.a.S



Thursday, March 24, 2011

One Of "THE" Songs *

 There's always at least one song in everyone's life that is either very special or has a seriously deep meaning. You know, songs that describe 
YOU,
Your feelings,
 Your emotions in "that" specific period in your life.
The lyrics become your voice and YOU just let everything else go because the song itself does all the work.
A few weeks ago,  on American Idol, a contestant who had the attitude but barely the voice 
of one of my favorite "True" Divas, in other words, Diana Ross, chose to perform one of 
"THE" songs. She sang "When You Tell Me That You Love Me". The name itself sounds a  bit cheesy but the lyrics... Oh my the lyrics.... and the way "The Boss" sings it...  
Right now, I don't really recall the reason why it was so special back then but I am so glad 
that it is back in my life.   
YOU, in the past, are worth dedicating this song to...
YOU, in the future, are definitely worth dedicating this song to as well. 
Currently, no offense but there is no one!  
Please enjoy the lyrics and the videos below and if you feel like, answer me this; 
Have YOU ever had a song that once became your voice for whatever reason?

I wanna call the stars
Down from the sky
I wanna live a day
That never dies
I wanna change the world
Only for you
All the impossible
I wanna do

I wanna hold you close
Under the rain
I wanna kiss your smile
And feel the pain
I know what's beautiful
Looking at you
In a world of lies
You are the truth

And baby
Everytime you touch me
I become a hero
I'll make you safe
No matter where you are
And bring you
Everything you ask for
Nothing is above me
I'm shining like a candle in the dark
When you tell me that you love me

I wanna make you see
Just what I was
Show you the loneliness
And what it does
You walked into my life
To stop my tears
Everything's easy now
I have you here

In a world without you
I would always hunger
All I need is your love to make me stronger


Video 1
Video 2


L.O.V.E.
a.R.a.S

Saturday, March 12, 2011

You Have A Voice Too*


Missed me? I missed YOU for sure. Sorry for the long wait but I needed this break to get it all together. The long process of "soul-evolving" has come to a new stage and I am really excited about it. Yes! I am a little bit scared too, because this is something totally new. Wait until... hmmm.....Well, just wait! 
Last week I started reading Uncle Coelho's "Winner Stands Alone" - (Kazanan Yalnızdır) and as usual the novel has been superb so far. Below is a very short story from the book. Whatever you are going through right now, the main idea in the story can be applied no matter what. Enjoy!
A seagull was flying over a beach in the Black Sea when it saw a mouse. It swooped down from the skies and asked the rodent, 
“Where are your wings?"  
Each of them spoke a different language, and the mouse did not understand what the seagull said, but did notice that the animal standing before it had two big strange things emerging from its body.
"It must suffer from some disease," whispered the mouse. 
The seagull noticed that the mouse was staring at its wings and said quietly, 
“Poor thing! It was attacked by monsters that left it deaf and robbed its wings.” 
Filled with pity, the seagull took the mouse in its beak and swept it away for a ride in the skies. At least this will bring memories of the old days, the seagull thought as they flew higher and higher. Then it very carefully deposited the mouse back on the ground.
For a few months the mouse was a very unhappy creature, it had flown high up in the sky and seen a vast and beautiful world. 
But as time passed, it eventually grew used to being a mouse again, and thought that the miracle that had taken place in its life was just a dream.
Feel free to let me know what you think about the story.
So far this post has had 20 page views but NO ONE HAS LEFT A COMMENT! 
Sunday, March 13, 2011 4:28pm
 Here's the Turkish version of the same story for those of you who feel more comfortable. 
''Martı, plajın üstünde uçarken bir fare görmüş. Hemen alçalıp fareye sormuş:
''Kanatların nerede senin?'' 
Her hayvan kendi dilini konuşur, o yüzden fare sorulan soruyu anlamamış. Karşısındaki yaratığın gövdesine takılı o iki tuhaf, iri şeye bakıp, 
''Bir hastalığı olsa gerek,'' diye düşünmüş.
Farenin, kanatlarına baktığını farkeden martı, ''Zavallıcık,'' diye geçirmiş içinden.
 ''Birtakım canavarların saldırısına uğramış herhalde; hem kulaklarını sağır etmişler hemde kanatlarını alıp gitmişler.''
Fare için çok üzülen martı, hayvancağızı gagasıyla tutmuş, göklerde bir gezintiye çıkarmış. Ama gökte uçarlarken, ''Evini özlemiştir belki,'' diye düşünmüş ve fareyi büyük bir özenle yeniden yere indirmiş.  
Aradan aylar geçmiş, farenin yüreğine bir hüzün çökmüş; yükseklerden baktığında ne kadar engin ve güzel bir dünya gördüğünü anımsamış. Gelgelelim, zamanla yeniden sıradan bir fare olmaya alışmış, yaşadığı o mucizenin bir düşten başka bir şey olmadığına inanmaya başlamış." 

L.O.V.E.
a.R.a.S 


Tuesday, March 1, 2011

Gotta Play *


This time all you have to do is pick your favorite and tell me the reason. It is that simple. You can also tell me where, in one of those places you would want to go just for an hour or a day. You decide!
 Feel free to enlarge the images. ✌  

   Artur, Turkey - Summer 2009
Bodrum, Turkey - Summer 2010

 Artur, Turkey - Summer 2010


Bodrum, Turkey - Summer 2009

Artur, Turkey - Summer 2010

Newport, Rhode Island - February 2011

Bodrum, Turkey - Summer 2009


L.O.V.E.
a.R.a.S


Monday, February 28, 2011

"Dumbo" Doesn't Really Need To Fly


See? Another month has gone, so it is time to quote from my Moonscapes 2011 Calendar. However, this is no response to any other posts. Here's February my friends. 
"The highest wisdom is continual cheerfulness; such a state, like the region above the moon, is always clear and serene." 
  - Michel de Montaigne - 

  Steven Hunt/Getty Images

No, I haven't achieved the highest wisdom yet but as of today my cheerfulness has come back to life. 
Thanks to my dear friend Seden. Yesterday morning, right after I woke up I saw that she had sent me the most inspiring message ever to cheer me up. And it did work Dumbocum ! ! ! ("Dumbocu", comes from the flying elephant DUMBO, and is what we call each other). So.. just when I thought my bitterness was going to last a bit longer than I had expected, my Dumbocu became my savior :D

                                               İstanbul - Summer 2010 

To A Bright Future . . .

Thank you for being there for me.
(I'll reply back soon Dumbocusu)

L.O.V.E.
a.R.a.S


Friday, February 25, 2011

* A Quick Summary and A Projection *

the near PAST

〆 Got drunk all by myself while watching my favorite movie Elsa y Fred and cried my eyes out until there were no more tears to shed, literally!,
〆 Job-hunted,
〆 Started reading "Winner Stands Alone" by Uncle Coelho (- Kazanan Yanlızdır -)
〆 Went skiing,
〆 Job-hunted,
〆 Stressed out about a take-home final,
〆 Job-hunted,
〆 Finished my MBA,
〆 Went out for a couple of margaritas to celebrate,
〆 A close friend to whom I used to talk to on the phone, at least 3 times a day left this continent and moved back to our hometown,
〆 Went out for some hookah to celebrate,
〆 Job-hunted,
〆 Became funemployed (as a friend calls it and I am loving the term already!!!)
〆 Started feeling like a fist has been placed just above my stomach... 

the POSSIBLE near FUTURE

〆 Job-hunt,
〆 Boston - Hartford and some "get-together"s,
〆  Job-hunt,
〆 Cook,
〆 Job-hunt,
〆 Finish up the "Winner Stands Alone",
〆 Job-hunt,
〆 Start watching my Golden Girls collection,
〆 Job-hunt...

Meanwhile I also plan to deal with my wisdom toothache.

But even though my possible near future looks like a soul-torturing one, for some reason, I know I'll be in peace.
Good days are not far away. Seriously,
 I can feel them. 



L.O.V.E.
a.R.a.S

Wednesday, February 23, 2011

私は愛する。

It was never enough
My hunger was never satisfied
You've run me over
Only, but only with your smile

Not quiet sure if I really met YOU
Was it a one night pretentious act
Or was it real YOU, inside the bed
Explain to me what we really had

There has to be a way
Come back and discuss
Your touch, your breath
Trembling, was my only response


L.O.V.E.
a.R.a.S

* Magic 3 *

This time it is just Uncle Coelho, not me. This is pretty good though ... Enjoy.

 "3 Symptoms of Killing Your Dreams"
The first symptom of the process of our killing our dreams is the lack of time. The busiest people I have known in my life always have time enough to do everything. Those who do nothing are always tired and pay no attention to the little amount of work they are required to do. They complain constantly that the day is too short. The truth is, they are afraid to fight the Good Fight. 
The second symptom of the death of our dreams lies in our certainties. Because we don’t want to see life as a grand adventure, we begin to think of ourselves as wise and fair and correct in asking so little of life. We look beyond the walls of our day-to-day existence, and we hear the sound of lances breaking, we smell the dust and the sweat, and we see the great defeats and the fire in the eyes of the warriors. But we never see the delight, the immense delight in the hearts of those who are engaged in the battle. For them, neither victory nor defeat is important; what’s important is only that they are fighting the Good Fight.   
And, finally, the third symptom of the passing of our dreams is peace. Life becomes a Sunday afternoon; we ask for nothing grand, and we cease to demand anything more than we are willing to give. In that state, we think of ourselves as being mature; we put aside the fantasies of our youth, and we seek personal and professional achievement. We are surprised when people our age say that they still want this or that out of life. But really, deep in our hearts, we know that what has happened is that we have renounced the battle for our dreams – we have refused to fight the Good Fight.
When we renounce our dreams and find peace, we go through a short period of tranquility. But the dead dreams begin to rot within us and to infect our entire being.
We become cruel to those around us, and then we begin to direct this cruelty against ourselves. That’s when illnesses and psychoses arise. What we sought to avoid in combat – disappointment and defeat – come upon us because of our cowardice.
And one day, the dead, spoiled dreams make it difficult to breathe, and we actually seek death. It’s death that frees us from our certainties, from our work, and from that terrible peace of our Sunday afternoons.
And here's a prayer by Thomas Merton from "in Thoughts in Solitude" 

My Lord God, I have no idea where I am going,
I do not see the road ahead of me.
I cannot know for certain where it will end.
Nor do I really know myself,
and the fact that I think I am following your will
does not mean that I am actually doing so.
But I believe that the desire to please you does in fact please you.
And I hope I have that desire in all that I am doing.
I hope that I will never do anything apart from that desire.
And I know that if I do this you will lead me by the right road,
though I may know nothing about it.
I will not fear, for you are ever with me,
and you will never leave me to face my perils alone.
 
L.O.V.E.
a.R.a.S

Wednesday, February 16, 2011

*With n Without*


It was a sudden instinct to start this post and I really felt like writing another poem and this is how I had started

" It is such a shame that YOU and I ..."

But then, all of a sudden an ignorant of life came with her two big handbags, one laptop case, and a federal tax textbook, which is thicker than hmm.... thicker than.... well just imagine the biggest textbook YOU have ever seen and multiply it by 3, let's say :D
Her phone, wallet are on "my"table. All scattered around.. (sigh)(sigh) 
Now her binder is on my territory!

You might be wondering from where I am writing this....I am at the library on my campus. 
I guess I have used "my" a lot.. like "MY" table, "MY" campus.. but you know what I mean. Anyhow...

The definition of the verb "to terrorize" is to create and maintain a state of fear and distress in (someone)... Before I looked it up, I was going to say _ "it is accepted as common sense to ask a person before you terrorize his/her space" but now that I know the true meaning of terrorism, I guess it was stupid of me to think that a terrorist would act accordingly. Hmmm...

Of course you can go sit, study or whatever the reason you are here for, just try to be human. Being from another country does not give you the right to behave as if you were still there. By gathering the courage to leave your country, you kind of declare that you are open to change, and act accordingly.

I might be acting a little spoiled because she is not disturbing at all, but still, YOU kind of expect the questions, 

"Do you mind if I sit here?" or "Is anyone sitting here?"

*Sizi Allah'a havale ediyorum Çin Halk Cumhuriyeti* 

And this is another example of beginning a task with lots of love and then have to end it withOUT it.

But still, I bless you with light and L.O.V.E.
Thank you for asking my permission before you sat down.
Thanks for being so kind.


L.O.V.E.
a.R.a.S

Saturday, February 12, 2011

My dysfunctional ♥

Lot's of mixed feelings... I mean a lot!. 
Sorry to put YOU through this.
Couple of days ago I was there... I felt the cold, the sorrow. Trust me, I am doing my best, so that you don't feel a thing, so that, you don't feel lonely. 
Loneliness was our thing, remember? We've always agreed on one fact... that we've never belonged to this world, that we were sent here for a mission... This mission is a very tough one, my friend. YOU know it. I know it. But the winner takes it all... 

Yes, the winner does take it all! 


The winner takes it all

The loser standing small
Beside the victory
That's her destiny
I was in your arms
Thinking I belonged there
I figured it made sense
Building me a fence
Building me a home
Thinking I'd be strong there
But I was a fool
Playing by the rules


I don't why, but this song has always been very special to me. 
.
.
.
Once a friend said "Falling is the first thing that an Angel feels. YOU and I are not human beings having a spiritual experience, we are spiritual beings that are having a human experience". 

My friend was tired of keeping the screams in the silence. A love was waiting to be fed, but the only way to feed that love was the tears in the eyes of my friend.
Having a big heart has always brought pain as well as joy, but this situation may drown YOU without even realizing. 
If only we had two parallel lives. Then maybe everything would be OK. Maybe YOU would be lost, YOU wouldn't have to share your love. YOU or maybe I would bring down the walls around our hearts so we wouldn't get hurt.

If you could remember from my "My winter-mania" post, I love snow and since we all are aware that in 2 days, it is the St. Valentine's Day. (sigh)...
Another Valentine's Day alone. Perfect!

Here's the advantage of having someone to cuddle with, the advantage of having a relation during the winter season. YOU feel like it is summer. (as much as I love winter and hate summer, this is the truth and I LOVE feeling like its summer during winter)

Let's stay here but take me there, or at least let me...
       
      Artur, TURKEY - Summer 09-10


Help me give US a chance. We may not know each other but isn't it worth a try? 

Come on Cupid... Here's is the confession you had asked me to write. Are we OK now?
Do I deserve the butterflies once again? Do I get to be pampered?
(Just so you know, those butterflies became like bats the last time... but I blew it)

If YOU hurry, we might even watch the Grammy Awards together tomorrow night. I can travel, don't worry :D

By the way, couple of days ago I found the most beautiful, amazing cover of "She's Out Of My Life - MJ" by Joe Bissel. I fell in love over and over again. Check it out. He's pretty impressive.

Tell me what you think!!!

Love & Passion vs. Affection & Gentleness 

Alright then, ... Happy Valentine's Day to all. 

L.O.V.E.
a.R.a.S


Tuesday, February 8, 2011

↷Forgiving↶

This one goes for you Cupid!  You'd better aim well this time... if not, I am going after you!!!

Here's a little passage from the novel "By the River Piedra I Sat Down and  Wept"by Uncle Paulo :D After YOU read the passage, please leave an anonymous comment, in which I want YOU to criticize me.. Here we go!
If one person really wants us, everyone does. But, if we’re alone, we become even more alone. Life is strange.
“Have you ever heard of the book called the I Ching?” I asked her.
“No,  I haven’t.” 
“It says that a city can be moved but not a well. It’s around the well that lovers find each other, satisfy their thirst, build homes, and raise their children. But if one of them decides to leave, the well cannot go with them. Love remains there, abandoned – even though it is filled with the same pure water as before.”
Love is always new. Regardless of whether we love once, twice or a dozen times in our life, we always face a brand-new situation.
Love can consign us to hell or to paradise, but it always takes us somewhere. We simply have to accept it, because it is what nourishes our existence. If we reject it, we die of hunger, because we lack courage to stretch out a hand and pluck the fruit from the branches of the tree of life.
We have to take love where we find it, even if it means hours, days, weeks of disappointments and sadness.
“You shouldn’t have asked,” I said. “Love doesn’t ask many questions, because if we stop to think we become fearful. It’s an inexplicable fear; it’s difficult even to describe it. Maybe it’s the fear of being scorned, of not being accepted, or of breaking the spell. It’s ridiculous, but that’s the way it is. That’s why you don’t ask-you act. As you’ve said many times, you have to take risks.”
Wait. This was the first lesson I learned about love. The day drags along, you make thousands of plans, you imagine every possible conversation, you promise to change your behaviour in certain ways – and you feel more and more anxious until your loved one arrives.
But by then, you don’t know what to say. The hours of waiting have been transformed into tension, the tension has become fear, and the fear makes you embrassed about showing affection.
Love is like a trap. When it appears, we see only light, not its shadows.
Am I not taking any risks?  
or
Am I too coward to stretch out a hand and pluck the fruit from the branches of the tree of life?
...
What should I do with the Cupid?


L.O.V.E.
a.R.a.S

Thursday, February 3, 2011

Defne Joy Foster

I am dedicating this post to a very rebellious and a joyful spirit. 

Image taken from Yok Böyle Dans' website

The first time I saw her was in the early 90's I guess, because I had just started the 3rd grade. She was one of the 
 VJ's on one of the music channels in Turkey. She was also a DJ, and a TV host for numerous programs.

                                                              Google Images


Later on, she started her acting career, and as far as I can recall, she only played in sitcoms. 
Her latest appearance was on the Turkish version of "Dancing With The Stars".

Image taken from Yok Böyle Dans' website


I never had the chance to meet her but her existence sure filled her loved ones, and her fans with JOY.
On February 2nd, TURKEY lost a Defne Joy Foster. She was 33 and a mother of a two-year old baby,
who is cute as a button :)))

Image taken from Yok Böyle Dans' website

I am going to remember YOU as a cheerful nutcase, and a loving person...
We are going to miss YOU. 
My condolences to her family and her loved ones.
May YOU rest in peace...



L.O.V.E.
a.R.a.S.



Please feel free to tell what she meant for you.
Here's a link to her farewell speech at the dancing contest.

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Personally, I cannot believe that the very first month of 2011 is over. On one of the walls in my living room, I have a "Moonscapes 2011" calendar and the image is from the first month of the year, January. 
I am writing this post as a reflection on the comments of my astrology post and I am aware of the fact that YOU have been dying for this day to come. However, I won't be pointing any fingers, nor, judging YOU.
"What one believes to be true either is true or becomes true within limits to be found experientially and experimentally. These limits are beliefs to transcended." 
                                                                                                           - John Lilly -

                                                             Pete Turner/Getty Images
I have chosen to experience the life by every aspect possible.
I have chosen not to go in blinkers.
 "The unexamined life is not worth living"
                                                  
                                                    Socrates  
                                         C.469 - 399 BC 
 I understand that YOU might have your "reasons" not to believe in astrology, or YOU might not. Careful, I am not questioning your beliefs. What I do not want to hear is a dialogue between YOU and me, based on common public/social prejudices. 
But please trust me on this one. It is worth examining and opening yourself.
I am not ruling my life depending on what the stars or the astrologists say. Of course not. However, there  are signs that we should be considering about. Don't say "NO" without getting into details. 

I can't believe I am quoting my old man right now :D He is going to be so proud (if he's reading)

"Don't say "NO" without even trying..." Well, there you go! 

Would opening yourself to the stars, the moon hurt? 


L.O.V.E.
a.R.a.S.


Saturday, January 29, 2011

Carpe Diem mi Demiyem mi?

About a month or maybe a few weeks ago I realized something. I don't like the term/philosophy "Carpe Diem". What it means may be so true and there is no way I can come up with a counter argument. However, don't YOU feel like it puts pressure on YOU every time you hear it? 
"Seize the day!" YOU don't have to tell me to seize the day because I am already doing it. We probably all are! Especially when YOU or someone else has opened a can of worms for YOU, you just can't seize/enjoy the day because dealing with a problem makes it even harder to concentrate on the beauties of life. So... on top of that, hearing "carpe freakin' diem" drives YOU insane. This concept of unnecessary inquietude and anxiety has the role of showing YOU less of what YOU already have, less of what YOU already are doing. Therefore, the feeling of unfortunateness (I don't know if such vocab. exists - I might've made it up but YOU know where I am getting at) invades your personal life by covering your achievements and making YOU believe that YOU should be doing more. Yes, you might need to aim for more but it should not be this stressful.
Here's an example...  Look at us!

My dearest friends Seden & Rüya 
WE  have LAUGHED our BUTTS OFF
We have shared


We have had lunches, dinners & breakfasts together
We have done silly things
We have shared


We have cared for one another
We have posed together many times
We have shared


No comment on this one! :D But,
we have shared


We have cried (well, they have never seen me cry yet but still ;)
We have talked about LOVE
We have discussed about "stuff"! YOU know what I am talking about
and there were times that we have had fights but again,
We have shared


Now each of us lives in different continents, different cities. Careful, the following sentence may sound a bit tacky! However, we still have each other even though we are far away from each other. So here is a question.... Could have we done more to enjoy our moments together? 
OF COURSE YES! There were countless things that we could have done more. But the real question is, " Was it possible to do those countless things?"
OF COURSE NOT! A-ha! YOU have just realized it, haven't YOU? We have done ourbest to experience the most of what we have had. And we have never looked back and regretted that we did not "seize the day" when we had the chance. Because it is stupid to look back and regret about these kind of things. "Could've, would've, should've" are always going to be around us. But they are in the past. Why carry it to the present?
Trust me! YOU did what YOU were supposed to do and that is it. YOU have probably enjoyed it to the most. So, be happy, be thankful! Don't look back and stop worrying about "Carpe Diem" because YOU did seize the day, and YOU are doing it right now as well. Take it easy and don't forget that human beings are greedy creatures. There is never an end to it.
Dear Seden & Rüya... after writing all this, it made me think. I know YOU are making the most of IT too. I love and miss YOU! 


 L.O.V.E.
a.R.a.S