24 HOURS


What will you do if you only have 24 hours left to live?It's really strange to imagine if your time of living is limited, and when it happens, i guess you will do everything to say sorry to all the people you've hurt and you will do anything to make your loved ones feel how much you love then.I'm an artist, i believe i was born as an artist( so Paninindigan ko'to!). If i only have 24 hours left to live, the very first thing i'll do is i will go into the backyard of our house, then i will take a picture using my camera into all the beautiful subjects there, because our backyard is a farm, this is one of the good place to take photos because it has a lot of beauty in nature. After i take a picture i'll send it into my e-mail.After taking pictures, i will go to the nearest computer shop in our place to edit my pictures and to post it into my blog.i'll also post my biography, my sentements and the lessons i've learned in life.After that, i'll promote my blog using friendster and i'll post a comment to all my friends in friendster as a sign of thankfullness and goodbye.After that, I'll go home and i'll start to paint my obramaestra as a sign of my love for my family, friends and for God until the final minutes and seconds of my life will come.For me blogging is one of the best ways to shout my sentiments, to spread lessons and inspirations to people. For me blog is one of the best of ART, if people will read it, maybe they'll get lessons, they'll be inspired, and maybe they can find answers onto questions that make them confuse in my blog.Even if i die, atleast i know that somehow i made something to contribute in the world of art through blogging.



I have a poem here hopefully you like it!it's a poem of dying!

When I am Dead

by christina rosetti


When i am dead, my dearest,
Sing no sad songs for me:
Plant thou no roses at my head,
Nor shady cypress tree:
Be the green grass above me
With showers and dewdrops wet;
And if thou wilt, Remember,
And if thou wilt, Forget


I shall not see the shadows
I shall not feel the rain;
I shall not hear the nightingale
Sing on, as if in pain:
And dreaming through the twilight
That doth not rise nor set,
Haply I may remember
And haply may forget

stevevhan

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