Friendship isn't always easily described. The Eskimos, they say, have a hundred different words for snow. Unfortunately, the English language isn't quite as innovative, though it has vast opportunities to differentiate meaning. Certainly, Love is one of those opportunities. And so, too, is Friendship.

Instead of different words, however, we're stuck with simple adjectives. Close friend. Best friend. Childhood friend. Intimate friend. Trusted friend. Beloved friend. But whether you use adjectives or different words, few could deny the nearly infinite meaning in such a simple word.

Friends are special people. We can't pick our family, and we're sorely limited in the number of them at any rate. Society and mores (and often our own conscience) dictate we select a single mate. But our friends can be as diverse and infinite as the adjectives we choose. Our friends, in a very real sense, reflect the choices we make in life.

 

 

In the garden of her heart

a rare beautiful flower grows

it's a flower picked by the angels

and so carefully it was chosen

it only ever blooms

for a special husband like you

in the garden of her heart

it's indeed so beautiful grow

only a sweet husband's sunshine

can make this flower grow

for it's watered with blessings

only a loving husband can show

she is made from a rare essences

you must  cherish her you know.

 

Mr. Merc

 

 

 

Living forever has always been mankind's dream

Living by the moment is not as good as it seems

 

Since the universe was created according to laws

Some we know, some would raise our eyebrows

 

Pharos had life's every moment and reward

Until he claimed he was the people’s only Lord

 

It's then when God showed him his miracle

That made all his people hear a simple call:

 

You go by the rules in order to live well

You don’t believe in haven, at least believe in hell

 

For you it doesn’t matter  but I do really care

When it is too late I know I can’t be there

 

Come close to me right now so I can lift you up

 

Don’t stand on the edge of nowhere

There’s where you would end up.

Empty spaces - what are we living for
Abandoned places - I guess we know the score
On and on, does anybody know what we are looking for...
Another hero, another mindless crime
Behind the curtain, in the pantomime
Hold the line, does anybody want to take it anymore
The show must go on,
The show must go on
Inside my heart is breaking
My make-up may be flaking
But my smile still stays on.
Whatever happens, I’ll leave it all to chance
Another heartache, another failed romance
On and on, does anybody know what we are living for?
I guess I’m learning, I must be warmer now
I’ll soon be turning, round the corner now
Outside the dawn is breaking
But inside in the dark I’m aching to be free
The show must go on
The show must go on
Inside my heart is breaking
My make-up may be flaking
But my smile still stays on
My soul is painted like the wings of butterflies
Fairytales of yesterday will grow but never die
I can fly - my friends
The show must go on
The show must go on
I’ll face it with a grin
I’m never giving in
On - with the show -
I’ll top the bill, I’ll overkill
I have to find the will to carry on
On with the show -
The show must go on...

QUEEN

Hey people out there let me share with you what i read today:

 

"No one dies a virgin, Life screws us all."

 

"It takes a minute to have a crush on someone, an hour to like someone, and a day to love someone -- but it takes a lifetime to forget someone. "

 

"Should I smile because we are friends? Or cry because we'll never be anything more? "

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Hey people do you know  what   

 the lottery tickets that i bought

 

some are mine and some are not    

 they may win or maybe not

 

I love the numbers that i got         

for me those numbers mean a lot

 

the other numbers that i got          

are the  lady angel's biggest bet

 

if she won and got them right       

the fortune is hers with no doubt

 

but if she didn't get them right      

and mine happend to be right 

 

i'm  gonna bring her to my sight     

buying her and family the first flight

 

i'll make her forget all the past            

and start all over from where i left.

 

"Mr. Merc"

 

 

Dedicated to Foad M.

( it is a joke..... it is very stupid but if you tell it to somebody you would realize how funny it is...- just like the movie- Napoleon Dynamite  )

 

you judge it..

 

One day there was a little cockroach-sarsour-...  he had the urge to have sex... and he kept looking for a mate but he couldn't find any.... he went to the wood-forest- where he found an elephant so he climbed on its back and started having sex with it... needless to say the elephent did not feel anything.... while the cockroach was taking by its motion in and out... A monkey came close to them and saw what's going on ... the monkey was so disgussed by what he saw so he grabed a coconut from the tree and threw the cockroach with it... the coconut missed him and hit the elephant head instead... so the elephant screamed AWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW , when the cockroach heard the elephant screams he said: ( wait ... you haven't seen anything yet) .(3am touja3....aih  issa ma shifit shi)

 

 

hahahahahaha... i know it's stupid.

but try to tell it to somebody and see for yourself.

 

 

 

Today is Feb 14 so happy Valentine to all the lovers...For over two years i drove the same road to work every morning... i always passed by that graveyard or cemetery, it's called Sharon road memorial ... it's here in Charlotte NC where i live....

as it has a stop light next to it  i had to wait for like 1 minute ( like any other day )... what cought my attention this morning was a huge heart of pink and red flowers that was sat above one of the graves...( i'll take a picture of it today and post it)..that what made me realize AGAIN that life ends but love never does...

 God bless the resting soul God bless the heart of the one who put the flowers..... and may God  join them together on judgment day when we all shall be judged upon how much  love we carried in our hearts.

 

Maz Merc