Bohemia

To take the world as one finds it, the bad with the good, making the best of the present moment,
To laugh at Fortune alike whether she be generous or unkind,
To spend freely when one has money, and to hope gaily when one has none,
To fleet the time carelessly, living for love and art,
This is the temper and spirit of the modern Bohemian in her outward and visible aspect.
It is a light and graceful philosophy, but it is the Gospel of the Moment,
This exoteric phase of the Bohemian religion,
And if, in some noble natures, it rises to a bold simplicity and naturalness, it may also lend its butterfly precepts to some very pretty vices
and lovable faults,
For in Bohemia one may find almost every sin save
that of Hypocrisy.
Her faults are more commonly those of
self-indulgence, thoughtlessness, vanity and procrastination,
And these usually go hand-in-hand with generosity, love and charity.
For it is not enough to be one’s self in Bohemia, one must allow others to be themselves, as well.
What, then, is it that makes this mystical empire of Bohemia unique?
And what is the charm of its mental fairyland?
It is this: there are no roads in all Bohemia!
One must choose and find one’s own path,
Be one’s own self,
Live one’s own life.

Bohemia by Gelett Burgess



Wednesday 17 August 2011

In My Dream

In my dream
There’s a place of utmost gleam
Surrounded by valleys of flowing stream
A place where two souls beam

Where there’s an ocean of blissful pleasure
So full of life without measure
Where deep down buried million of treasure
A place of liberty and leisure

In my dream
Where the two souls beam
Life is full of hopes and shades
Love will only grow and never fade
Promises are eternally made

And somehow the sun shines brighter
Grass on the field seem greener
Where we are meant to be forever
You and I bonded together

Where the two souls beam
In my dream

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