Saturday, October 8, 2011 8:57:53 AM
Letter from non-born baby!
Hi, Mommy.
...I'm your baby. You don't know me yet, I'm only a few
weeks old. You're going to find out about me soon, though, I promise.
Let me tell you some things about me. My name is John, and I've got
beautiful brown eyes and black hair. Well, I don't have it yet, but I
will when I'm born. I'm going to be your only child, and you'll call me
your one and only. I'm going to grow up without a daddy mostly, but we
have each other. We'll help each other, and love each other. I want to
be a doctor when I grow up.
You found out about me today, Mommy! You were so excited, you couldn't
wait to tell everyone. All you could do all day was smile, and life was
perfect. You have a beautiful smile, Mommy. It will be the first face I
will see in my life, and it will be the best thing I see in my life. I
know it already.
Today was the day you told Daddy. You were so excited to tell him about
me! ...He wasn't happy, Mommy. He kind of got angry. I don't think that
you noticed, but he did. He started to talk about something called
wedlock, and money, and bills, and stuff I don't think I understand
yet. You were still happy, though, so it was okay. Then he did
something scary, Mommy. He hit you. I could feel you fall backward, and
your hands flying up to protect me. I was okay... but I was very sad
for you. You were crying then, Mommy. That's a sound I don't like. It
doesn't make me feel good. It made me cry, too. He said sorry after,
and he hugged you again. You forgave him, Mommy, but I'm not sure if I
do. It wasn't right. You say he loves you... why would he hurt you? I
don't like it, Mommy.
Finally, you can see me! Your stomach is a little bit bigger, and
you're so proud of me! You went out with your mommy to buy new clothes,
and you were so so so happy. You sing to me, too. You have the most
beautiful voice in the whole wide world. When you sing is when I'm
happiest. And you talk to me, and I feel safe. So safe. You just wait
and see, Mommy. When I am born I will be perfect just for you. I will
make you proud, and I will love you with all of my heart.
I can move my hands and feet now, Mommy. I do it because you put your
hands on your belly to feel me, and I giggle. You giggle, too. I love
you, Mommy.
Daddy came to see you today, Mommy. I got really scared. He was acting
funny and he wasn't talking right. He said he didn't want you. I don't
know why, but that's what he said. And he hit you again. I got angry,
Mommy. When I grow up I promise I won't let you get hurt! I promise to
protect you. Daddy is bad. I don't care if you think that he is a good
person, I think he's bad. But he hit you, and he said he didn't want
us. He doesn't like me. Why doesn't he like me, Mommy?
You didn't talk to me tonight, Mommy. Is everything okay?
It's been three days since you saw Daddy. You haven't talked to me or
touched me or anything since that. Don't you still love me, Mommy? I
still love you. I think you feel sad. The only time I feel you is when
you sleep. You sleep funny, kind of curled up on your side. And you hug
me with your arms, and I feel safe and warm again. Why don't you do
that when you're awake, any more?
I'm 21 weeks old today, Mommy. Aren't you proud of me? We're going
somewhere today, and it's somewhere new. I'm excited. It looks like a
hospital, too. I want to be a doctor when I grow up, Mommy. Did I tell
you that? I hope you're as excited as I am. I can't wait.
...Mommy, I'm getting scared. Your heart is still beating, but I don't
know what you are thinking. The doctor is talking to you. I think
something's going to happen soon. I'm really, really, really scared,
Mommy. Please tell me you love me. Then I will feel safe again. I love
you!
Mommy, what are they doing to me!? It hurts! Please make them stop! It
feels bad! Please, Mommy, please please help me! Make them stop!
Don't worry Mommy, I'm safe. I'm in heaven with the angels now. They
told me what you did, and they said it's called an abortion.
Why, Mommy? Why did you do it? Don't you love me any more? Why did you
get rid of me? I'm really, really, really sorry if I did something
wrong, Mommy. I love you, Mommy! I love you with all of my heart. Why
don't you love me? What did I do to deserve what they did to me? I want
to live, Mommy! Please! It really, really hurts to see you not care
about me, and not talk to me. Didn't I love you enough? Please say
you'll keep me, Mommy! I want to live smile and watch the clouds and
see your face and grow up and be a doctor. I don't want to be here, I
want you to love me again! I'm really really really sorry if I did
something wrong. I love you!
I love you, Mommy.
Every abortion is just…
One more heart that was stopped.
Two more eyes that will never see.
Two more hands that will never touch.
Two more legs that will never run.
One more mouth that will never speak.
Saturday, October 8, 2011 8:56:47 AM
Một con tằm phải trải qua bao đau đớn để tự chui ra khỏi cái kén và trở thành con bướm biêt bay.
Một hạt giống nằm sâu trong lòngđất nảy mầm phải tự vươn thẳng lên xuyên qua tầng đất dày để thành cây cứng cáp.
Con tằm nào được người ta cắt vỏ kén cho chui ra thì mãi mãi chỉ bòquẩn quanh cái kén mà ko bao giờ thành loài bướm biết bay.
Hạt giống nằm trên mặt đất dễ dàng nảy mầm nhưng sẽ bị bật gốc khi gặp cơn bão tố.
Con người ko thể chọn cho mình nơi sinh ra nhưng có thể tự chọn cho mình một cách sống. Rèn luyện cho mình khả năng chịu đựng, và bản lĩnh ý chí qua thử thách, khó khăn và cả thất bại. Thất bại có thể là điều tuyệt vọngvới người này nhưng cũng có thể là may mắn với người khác - tùy vào cách chúng ta đón nhận bằng cách dũng cảm vượt qua hay tự than thân trách phận mà gục ngã.
Sunday, September 5, 2010 8:11:43 AM
Người đàn bà (Am) đi nhặt mặt(Dm) trời
Trên đống(G) bỏ hoang của loài (C) người - (Am)
Màn đêm che lối (Am)
Tưởng rằng nắng tươi (Dm)
Sương đọng trên lá (G7)
Ngỡ giọt nắng rơi (C)
Quên hết vì đâu (Em7)
Đời mình nên tội (Am)
Người đàn bà đi nhặt cuộc tình
Không nhớ người quen bỏ mặc mình
Tuổi xanh khát nắng
Giữa đời cháy da
Đưa mặt lên khóc
Thương tình xót xa
Hay khóc người xưa
Lệ nào cho vưà
Người đàn bà đi nhặt đời mình
Trên đống bỏ hoang đầy tội tình
Cỏ cây như đưa
Mơ hồ biết đâu
Con đường đêm vắng
Côn trùng ruỗi nhau
Chia chát niềm đau
Đời người phai màu
Người đàn bà đi nhặt mặt trời
Hong ấm tình yêu của loài người
Buồn thương nơi ấy
Có người hóa điên
Quen mùi chăn gối
Nhưng chẳng nhớ tên
Trên đống bỏ hoang mà lầm thiên đàng
Trên đống bỏ hoang mà lầm thiên đàng
Friday, July 16, 2010 12:49:04 PM
Guitar Tabs
Từng cơn gió(Am), khẽ vô tình(Em)
Chiếc lá (F) lìa cành , buông xuống (G) lòng đường
Ngồi nhặt những chiếc lá (Am) tôi nhớ về (Em) cô bé (F) đáng yêu của tôi (G)
Mùa đông đến (Am) em vẫn cười (Em), em ước (F) mình là bông tuyết (G) ngoài trời
Để được bay mãi (Am) lên thiên đường (Em), một thiên (F) đường tuyết rơi (E7).
Tuyết (Am) chẳng có đâu (Em) em ơi, chỉ có (F) tôi bên cạnh (C) em thôi.
Mùa đông đến (Am) dẫu khiến em (Em) sẽ lạnh, đừng lo (F) vì còn tôi đây...(G) G
Bước (C) cùng với nhau (G) dưới cơn mưa (Am) phùn rất lâu (Em)
Tôi nhìn em (F), em đỏ mặt (C), em không nói (Dm) khiến cho lòng tôi (G) bồi hồi
Trong (C) ngần mắt em (G) , thấy long lanh (Am) muôn ngàn tuyết rơi (Em) .
Một mùa đông (F) em đứng đó (G), một mùa đông êm đềm. (Am)
Monday, January 11, 2010 2:02:18 PM
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Bảy luân xa là 7 địa điểm thần kinh chỉ huy hoạt động toàn cơ thể. Nếu kích thích thần kinh đó chạy tốt, khí huyết sẽ lưu thông, con người thơ thới, trí óc minh mẫn, không có một chút gì bế tắc. Không dám nói chúng ta sẽ đạt được thiên nhãn thông, thiên nhĩ thông hay lậu tâm thông…, nhưng cái quý nhất là chúng ta có thể có tinh thần minh mẫn, sang suốt, biết phân biệt điều thiện lẽ phải, biết thương người.
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