and we can fight together..ill never let u alone..wherever u go..

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even we are apart we will be always together in heart..like a beautiful pic in a blog..

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come through the bits and connect urself to me..again..just u can make this link works...

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till then..ill dream with our happy days...
i did so many mistakes..and it just prove how u r so important to me..theres noone like u..
how i miss u joogi...

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can u help me? i wanna be happy again..

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who knows where is ur happiness now? dont lose ur time..when u are in a search..just throw up the useless informations..just keep with u the most important..becoz..if u stop in irrelevants details..u can loose ur way..and ur search...
sometimes u do many mistakes..but it is just settings to correct ur direction..never loose wot u hav the most important in ur mind...and keep flying with no fears..forget all pain..and dare to live..............

wot doesnt kill u..makes u stronger............................................................

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...looking for something...

well..well...well..looking for medieval knights images in internet i found something that was always curious and mysterious for me..the searching to the holy grail..


SIR GALAHAD
by
ALFRED, LORD TENNYSON

My good blade carves the casques of men,
My tough lance thrusteth sure,
My strength is as the strength of ten,
Because my heart is pure.
The shattering trumpet shrilleth high,
The hard brands shiver on the steel,
The splinter'd spear-shafts crack and fly,
The horse and rider reel:
They reel, they roll in clanging lists,
And when the tide of combat stands,
Perfume and flowers fall in showers,
That lightly rain from ladies' hands.

How sweet are looks that ladies bend
On whom their favours fall!
From them I battle till the end,
To save from shame and thrall:
But all my heart is drawn above,
My knees are bow'd in crypt and shrine:
I never felt the kiss of love,
Nor maiden's hand in mine.
More bounteous aspects on me beam,
Me mightier transports move and thrill;
So keep I fair thro' faith and prayer
A virgin heart in work and will.

When down the stormy crescent goes,
A light before me swims,
Between dark stems the forest glows,
I hear a noise of hymns:
Then by some secret shrine I ride;
I hear a voice but none are there;
The stalls are void, the doors are wide,
The tapers burning fair.
Fair gleams the snowy altar-cloth,
The silver vessels sparkle clean,
The shrill bell rings, the censer swings,
And solemn chaunts resound between.

Sometime on lonely mountain-meres
I find a magic bark;
I leap on board:
no helmsman steers:
I float till all is dark.
A gentle sound, an awful light!
Three angels bear the holy Grail:
With folded feet, in stoles of white,
On sleeping wings they sail.
Ah, blessed vision! blood of God!
My spirit beats her mortal bars,
As down dark tides the glory slides,
And star-like mingles with the stars.

When on my goodly charger borne
Thro' dreaming towns I go,
The cock crows ere the Christmas morn,
The streets are dumb with snow.
The tempest crackles on the leads,
And, ringing, springs from brand and mail;
But o'er the dark a glory spreads,
And gilds the driving hail.
I leave the plain, I climb the height;
No branchy thicket shelter yields;
But blessed forms in whistling storms
Fly o'er waste fens and windy fields.

A maiden knight--to me is given
Such hope, I know not fear;
I yearn to breathe the airs of heaven
That often meet me here.
I muse on joy that will not cease,
Pure spaces clothed in living beams,
Pure lilies of eternal peace,
Whose odours haunt my dreams;
And, stricken by an angel's hand,
This mortal armour that I wear,
This weight and size, this heart and eyes,
Are touch'd, are turn'd to finest air.

The clouds are broken in the sky,
And thro' the mountain-walls
A rolling organ-harmony
Swells up, and shakes and falls.
Then move the trees, the copses nod,
Wings flutter, voices hover clear:
"O just and faithful knight of God!
Ride on! the prize is near.
"So pass I hostel, hall, and grange;
By bridge and ford, by park and pale,
All-arm'd I ride, whate'er betide,
Until I find the holy Grail...

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the holy grail..a dish..a plate..or a cup? nobody knows...

In Christian mythology, the Holy Grail was the dish, plate, cup or vessel that caught Jesus' blood during his crucifixion. It was said to have the power to heal all wounds. A theme joined to the Christianised Arthurian mythos relates to the quest for the Holy Grail. The legend may be a combination of genuine Christian lore with a Celtic myth of a cauldron endowed with special powers. Whether graal is Celtic or Old French, it never refers to any cup or bowl but this. Though some Christian revisionists insist that the Holy Grail is not to be confused with the Holy Chalice, the vessel which Jesus used at the Last Supper to serve the wine, this has been the historical practice; various vessels have been put forward as the Last Supper chalice.

Various notions of the Holy Grail are currently very widespread in Western Society (especially British and American), popularized through numerous medieval and modern works (see below) and linked with the predominantly Anglo-French (but also with some German influence) cycle of stories about King Arthur and his knights. Because of this wide distribution most Americans and West Europeans assume that the Grail idea is universally well known.
The stories of the Grail are totally absent from Eastern Orthodox teachings and are not a part of the culture and mythos of those countries that were and are Orthodox (Orthodox Arabs, Orthodox Slavs, Orthodox Romanians, Orthodox Greeks). This is even more true of the Arthurian myths which were not well known (until the present day Hollywood retellings) east of Germany. The notions of the Grail, its importance, and prominance are, and should always be regarded as, a set of ideas that are essentially local and particular, being linked with Catholic or formerly Catholic locales, Celtic mythology, and Anglo-French medieval storytelling. The contemporary wide distribution of these ideas is due to the huge influence of the pop culture of countries where the Grail Myth was prominent in the Middle Ages.

The tale of the Fisher King involves a king who is lame in one leg (a euphemism for impotency) which in turn causes the land to become barren (infertile). The hero (Gawain, Percival, or Galahad) encounters the Fisher King and is invited to a feast, as per the older other world tales. The Grail is again presented as a platter of plenty but is also presented as part of a series of mystical relics, which also included a spear that drips blood and a broken sword. The purpose of the relics is to incite the hero to question them and thereby, through some unknown means, break the enchantment of the infirmed king and the barren land, although the hero invariably fails to do so.

The origins of the Grail can be traced back to early Celtic lore involving a hero/traveller who finds himself within an "other world", one that is on a magical plane parallel to ours. The transition from one world to another is usually described subtly, such as an unnoticeable and gradual change in the scenery. The role of the Grail was simply as a platter, or dish, that would never go empty and be presented to signify the mystical nature of the other world.

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maybe it was just a dream talk to u last night..y am i so ansious?..y this hurry? well..time pass so fast..y couldnt i say everything to u?..how can someone lov so much and cant express it?..i would like to talk with u a lot..but my emotion was stronger than my thoughts..i couldnt think anything kool to say..just..that i lov u so much..and i think i was boring u..just saying that again n again..

can u understand me?..

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i was so happy to get to say something..and if u were here i would kiss u...in a neverending kissing..to connect me to u..forever..

let me get into ur world again :)

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looking at this sun..i remember happy days..mainly 31 december 2004..do u remember that pic?? it was the first pic i saw from u..kool ;)..and it was a surprise to see that u are really like that..miss u a lot mare jaan..maybe u dont know how u are really a good person..all things u said to me are true..and how i know that..but sometimes we believe that our way is right..thanks a lot for everything u did and told to me..it will be a lesson i could take for all of my life..i still lov u..i will always wish that u be happy naeem..
and as u wish me someday..*shine*honey*...

forgive me for everything..

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thanx honey..ill never forget this day..i waited for so long..and till now i think it is a dream..
never break that link..

im so much happy to sleep today......................................................
(21/22april - 2:03am)

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at the end..the sun will set..to rise again 2morrow..
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jaqueline kennedy..strong personality..could live in kennedy's family and survive..she survived to marilyn-kennedy affair also..everybody loved her..she was so fashion..inteligent and self-controled..
an example to be followed...
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another icon in that decade..well..till now
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mao-tse-tung..by andy wharol
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campbell's soup
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green marilyn
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orange marilyn
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pink marilyn
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who never ask wot really happen with marilyn monroe in that myterious night? she was murdred or she suicide? she was so sexy and her highest moment is when she sang happy birthday in a so sexy to the president kennedy..they had an escandalous affair..anyway she was a funny and gracious actress..i would like ot know her..for sure ill learn a lot with that so lost..so lonely and so indefinite person..shine marilyn!!
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dont u know this hadsome guy? he was discovered when tape a song for his mom..he was called elvis "the pelvis"..because he used to dance shaking that part of his body..but when his mom asled to him to stop he never did it again..wherever u are be happy elvis presley..
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