As I began to love myself by Charlie Chaplin or the daily poem

As I began to love myself” – A poem by Charlie Chaplin (arguably?),written on his 70th birthday on April 16, 1959:
 As I began to love myself I found that anguish and emotional suffering
are only warning signs that I was living against my own truth.
Today, I know, this is “AUTHENTICITY“.

As I began to love myself I understood how much it can offend somebody
as I try to force my desires on this person,
even though I knew the time was not right and the person was not ready for it,
and even though this person was me.
Today I call it “RESPECT“.

As I began to love myself I stopped craving for a different life,
and I could see that everything that surrounded me was inviting me to grow.
Today I call it “MATURITY“.

As I began to love myself I understood that at any circumstance,
I am in the right place at the right time,
and everything happens at the exactly right moment.
So I could be calm.
Today I call it “SELF-CONFIDENCE“.

As I began to love myself I quit stealing my own time,
and I stopped designing huge projects for the future.
Today, I only do what brings me joy and happiness,
things I love to do and that make my heart cheer,
and I do them in my own way and in my own rhythm.
Today I call it “SIMPLICITY“.

As I began to love myself I freed myself of anything that is no good for
my health -food, people, things, situations, and everything the drew me down
and away from myself.
At first I called this attitude a healthy egoism.
Today I know it is “LOVE OF ONESELF“.

As I began to love myself I quit trying to always be right,
and ever since I was wrong less of the time.
Today I discovered that is “MODESTY“.

As I began to love myself I refused to go on living in the past
and worry about the future.
Now, I only live for the moment, where everything is happening.
Today I live each day, day by day, and I call it “FULFILLMENT“.

As I began to love myself I recognized that my mind can disturb me
and it can make me sick.
But as I connected it to my heart, my mind became a valuable ally.
Today I call this connection “WISDOM OF THE HEART“.

We no longer need to fear arguments, confrontations or
any kind of problems with ourselves or others.
Even stars collide, and out of their crashing new worlds are born…THAT IS LIFE!

NPG P283; Charlie Chaplin by Strauss-Peyton Studio
They outta teach that in school.


A cosmic happenstance or my new favorite word

A while ago, while walking alongside riverbank,

Roses are red outfit

Roses are red and the water is wet

I was blown away by the beauty of a lonely tree with his glorious crown illuminated by the sunlight.



I stopped and couldn’t help but wonder:

Red rose

Red rose and the river

Is there really a word,which can describe the beauty I was seeing.A word, to capture the essence of that natural phenomenon…

Komorebi and me

Komorebi and me

So I ran to the tree and hid in it’s shadow and felt all that light,seething through it…
If only there was a word to describe that feeling….

Few weeks passed and then a cosmic happenstance!
I discover that there is a word for that, in the japanese language.
A single word,so beautiful and simple.Poetic word.A potent word.



It’s my new favorite word,hands down.
A happy word.
It’s a beautiful thing!

The voice inside you or what we should realy teach our kids

I think modern children books should contain light-hearted,yet thought-provoking,wisdom filled,profound tales and poems.
Just so they teach the kids from early age about LIFE.
Because at school they learn all about complicated stuff-physics,math,biology,computers,yet nobody teaches a simple Life lessons.
Or how to love.
Or what matters.
So if I had to compile a school book for teaching Life to our future,this would be the first and most important entry.
Here is # 1 lesson  from Easybreazy Imaginary  Children Book of LIfe Lessons.

Girl,listening to ''The voice''

Girl listening to ”The voice”

I don’t know who wrote this,but I co-sign.Wholeheartedly.

Daily Poem-Defy Yourself

Defy Yourself
by Socially-Suicidal

Dare to be determined,
To step ahead by your own free will.
Dare to be assertive,
To trust yourself even if you’re wrong.
Dare to release yourself,
From all the assumptions you made before.
Dare to show effort,
Outside of the effort of stressing yourself.
Dare to have confidence,
Dare to think you’re worth it,
Dare to think that someone cares,
Dare to make a decision.
Dare to say you’re moving on,
Dare to say you’re moving in,
Dare to not back out again,
Dare to risk us or anything else.
Go ahead,
Take a step,
One step out of a hole,
A hole that you’ve been digging for months,
Defy yourself.

Daily poem

Where the sidewalk ends

by Shel Silverstein
There is a place where the sidewalk ends
And before the street begins,
And there the grass grows soft and white,
And there the sun burns crimson bright,
And there the moon-bird rests from his flight
To cool in the peppermint wind.

Let us leave this place where the smoke blows black
And the dark street winds and bends.
Past the pits where the asphalt flowers grow
We shall walk with a walk that is measured and slow,
And watch where the chalk-white arrows go
To the place where the sidewalk ends.

Yes we’ll walk with a walk that is measured and slow,
And we’ll go where the chalk-white arrows go,
For the children, they mark, and the children, they know
The place where the sidewalk ends.

My Credo -Here is To The Crazy Ones by Jack Kerouac

Jack Kerouac favorite quote

Jack Kerouac favorite quote

Here’s to the crazy ones.
The misfits. The rebels. The troublemakers.
The round pegs in the square holes.
The ones who see things differently.
They’re not fond of rules.
And they have no respect for the status quo.

You can praise them, disagree with them, quote them,
disbelieve them, glorify or vilify them.
About the only thing you can’t do is ignore them.
Because they change things.
They invent. They imagine.
They heal. They explore. They create. They inspire.
They push the human race forward.
Maybe they have to be crazy.

How else can you stare at an empty canvas and see a work of art?
Or sit in silence and hear a song that’s never been written?
Or gaze at a red planet and see a laboratory on wheels?
While some may see them as the crazy ones, we see genius.

Because the people who are crazy enough to think they can change the world,
are the ones who do…

Inspiration of the day-What It Is by Erich Fried

Aspiring and Inspiring-Young conductor faces the music and conducts big band orchestra

What it is
by Erich Fried

It is nonsense
says reason
It is what it is
says love

It is calamity
says calculation
It is nothing but pain
says fear
It is hopeless
says insight
It is what it is
says love

It is ludicrous
says pride
It is foolish
says caution
It is impossible
says experience
It is what it is
says love.

Palate Cleanser

Here is something to cleanse the palate after all my poop posts.

The Road Not Taken
by Robert Frost

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I-
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.


It excites me to sparkle away!
Like a beacon,with
Bling during the day
Full gear,
so -what-if -it’s monday sashay
In the uniformed sea of gray,
Beige,navy-blue,black, brown array
Mismatched,ugly,parading away
Adidas tracksuits, jeans, sneakers and crocks
Playing it ”cool-man’’around the blocks.
Fake Louis Vuitton and a fleece,
Ugh boots and logos and ugliness-
Logos and logos,conformity streets.
Nothingness showin’g through.
No further ado
-monkey see, monkey do.
Uniformed . Bland. Slave to the brand.
Baaing and baaing , in unison buying
High-Fiveing,swaggering ,lame
You laugh that I am different
I laugh that you’r STILL.The.SAME!

P.S. These brain-droppings came out this morning, as a afterthought on my previous post ”Sparkle away Easybreazy way”(Come alive)