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Wednesday, June 26, 2019
Life is photographed, painted and chronicled through rose colored glasses... Would you advertise bad times, moods or missed opportunities? Don't obsess over fear of missing out, FOMO, enjoy your time and your life without any comparisons. You have more than billions of people, think about it, it's true. #qratitude #motivation #excellence #selfhelp #womenshealth #writersofinstagram #womensupportingwomen #youcandoit #selfworth #transformation #beyourself #entrepreneur #bekind #sisterhood #selfesteemInstagram
Tuesday, June 25, 2019
Love in all its wonderful forms should never inspire hatred. Love should always inspire peace and tranquility. We may not be able to comprehend all the colors of the rainbow but if we can simply take in the colors and accept that some colors are not meant for each person individually they should inspire life. Love is good. Hatred is bad. God created each individual in his image, since God is omnipotent he possesses infinite images. Love and acceptance it’s the Golden rule, right? #Love #lovely #Loveit #loveyourself #lovelife #lovequotes #loveyou #lover #loveher #lovehim #lovers #loveislove #lovefood #lovemylife #lovethem #Lovestory #lovewhatyoudo #lovesunrises #slowlove #lovenature #lovethissong #lovewins #loveofmylife #loveyourbody #loveu #loves #lovethis #loveandlight #Freddyzalta #rainbowInstagram
Monday, June 24, 2019
No idea why I am posting this. Was told my eye was red and decided to check it out. It's still Brown. Happy Monday! But, "don't it make my brown eyes red?" Oy so cheesy and old man dad jokes. Andrew why? #Monday #mondayrants #MondayMakeupTipsbyDHM #mondaysucksnot #mondaymalt #mondaymorningsmybitch #mondaynights #mondaypickmeup #mondaymoitvation #mondaythrowback #mondayestmonday #mondaymanicure #mondaymelanin #MondayMoodMusic #mondayoffplease #mondaywalk #mondayquickee #mondaysarebetter #mondaymotivationalquotes #mondaynotsomotivated #mondayoff #mondayblooms #mondayjazz #mondayspiration #mondaylazyday #mondaysushi #mondaysickday #mondaywine #mondaytimepass #mondaymonologuesInstagram
Sunday, June 23, 2019
Tough as nails, soft to the touch. Love of traditions in his soul, No deviation on his watch. Strength in his heart, love in his eyes. Expressing himself truly, never a thought of a lie, standing tall and looking life in the eyes, never altering his course. Life is filled with questions and God provides the answers, can anyone understand it more than you? There is more to this world, death is not the end, I hope you are laughing and learning with your loved ones again. Where the ravages of sickness and time have turned to youth and health, where pain is no longer alive, true peace and happiness is considered wealth. You made such an impression, you created so many worlds, with your love by your side, your flags forever unfurled. I know you are walking where paradise was born and history is alive. Where the answers are so simple to the questions once so complex… We'll meet again someday and it will all make sense. #life #worldtocome #love #paradise #happiness #answers #questions #traditionsInstagram
Thursday, June 20, 2019
Through the corridors of time we explore, is this home or just a dream? Opened doors inviting you, locked doors enticing you... You walk on... Focused on the step you are taking while ingesting the aromas and the sounds that surround you... Life is like that... #jerusalem #aromas #selfexploration #selfexplorationthroughtravel #travelphotography #momentlens #travelogue #traveltocreate #tasty #instastories #camping #wildadventures #travelinspiration #adventurer #keepcleanenvironment #ecotourism #traveltoexplore #photography #beautyisallaround #trueself #authenticself #selfcare #wildandfree #trusttheprocess #justasyouare #selfloveInstagram
Tuesday, June 18, 2019
A park bench, a cup of coffee, a cool breeze and our hands locked in time. You whisper something to me and I smile... After all this time... I am still reborn each time I see you. After all this time... There ain't other way to tell you... After all this time, I still love you. #love #loveourhome #loveforride #loveiseveverywhere #loveyou #lovestowrite #love2cook #lovers #lovetoreadagoodbook #lovemanic #loversembrace #loveinspo #lovemotherhood #lovemyself #loveyoursupport #lovestory #lovegoodscreations #lovelife #loveklunker #loveisagame #lovedesong #loveaginger #lovescarves #lovebaseball #loveisintheairInstagram
Sunday, June 16, 2019
I know I wasn't the easiest child, teenager, or adult. But I think you'd be proud of me now pop. Not an hour goes by that I don't think about you. Not a day goes by that someone doesn't come over to me and express their love and gratitude for things that you did for them. I know I probably never expressed to you just how important you were to me until later on. I also know you aren't reading Instagram but it helps me feel better putting these words out there. Not for my own benefit, but to let people know that there was a man by the name of Sam Zalta who lived to almost 101 years and made this world better for countless people who needed a smile, some attention, reminder of a higher power or to be called pal just when you need to hear it. Simple acts of kindness can make an enormous impact on another soul. A smile, a salutation, a prayer here and there and a pat on the back. Life is not easy, but with a little love it can be so beautiful. #fathersday #missyoupal #zaltaInstagram
Friday, June 14, 2019
A horse goes to a doctor... Even a long face possesses a sense of peace, beauty and a glimmer of light in the eyes. We all go through depression, some depressions are logical while others come from somewhere deep inside. They all need to be expressed, felt and understood. The fear we have when we are on the brink of depression, causes us to be anxious, to feel the need to run... Once you are ok with the fact that depression comes and goes, is treatable, is permissable and not a sin... The anxiety will ease and the panic will go away. It's ok. You will be ok. It's going to take work and some digging... But you will be ok. #instadepression #instaanxiety #instatime #instalife #instatoday #instaschool #instalove #instahealth #instaself #instathankyou #instamentalhealth #instaman #itsokInstagram
Wednesday, June 12, 2019
Ain't no circles Ain't no straight lines. Ain't no lies and there ain't no truths. Ain't no perfection.... Ain't IS a word. #poetry #poems #poem #poetsofinstagram #poetofinstagram #prosebyme #mypoem #freddyzalta #writing #writingcommunity #igwriters #igwriter #original #originalpoem #originalprose #poetsociety #writersofinstagram #writer #author #adviceInstagram
Tuesday, June 11, 2019
Has there been any performer in the past 50 years who has touched so many with their comical or dramatic roles, standup comedy, just all around presence like #robinwilliams has? The fact that he was hurting while he made us laugh or cry, shows how much of @patchadams he had inside of him. @zeldawilliams thank you #comedy #drama #life #clown #laughteristhebestmedicine #gratitudeInstagram
Monday, June 10, 2019
Imagine 7 people living in a house with one phone line? No other way to communicate with anyone other than face to face? I remember building up the nerve to call a girl I liked, my hands would sweat and there would be shivering teeth... Finally dialing and then... Busy signal. Dialing over and over until finally it rings... Panicked, "Hello is xxx there?" Only to hear, "Sorry, wrong number." #romancingthepast #oldphones #openwindowsInstagram
Friday, June 07, 2019
Got to be Me
I must have died a thousand times in my life, suppressing that spark in my soul that lit up my worlds.
"It's not hopeless, it's been done before. Drink your juice kid, do what needs to be done. Stop thinking you are meant for something more, something miraculous that can change the world. Sit at your desk and pay attention. Stop calling out, stop being the clown and for God sakes stop daydreaming." I must have died a thousand times in my life, suppressing that spark in my soul that lit up my worlds. We give up so much of our true self because we need to follow other people's ideas of how we should act, dress and feel. It's like I'm in a straight jacket, rag around my mouth and blindfolded. Needing to run and sing, yet forced to sit quietly my emotions nearly tucked in. I think that's why I have failed… But I can't do it anymore, can't turn into the walking dead who walk alongside me. I can't keep in step, I just don't have that rhythm. "It's not hopeless, it's been done before. But I won't drink that juice and I'll remember that I am someone special who can do the miraculous. I am meant for more…" That is why I shake, I am suppressing so many emotions and physical motions I need to express. Of course it's natural to need to break out, I need to break out. Nothing I've been doing, is doing anyone any good. I cannot be great trying to be someone I truly do not want to be. That anxiety is my true self wanting to break free… It has to start with me. Set me free, it starts with me, set me free, let me be… Free. #anxiety #suppression #freedom #emotionalhonesty #selfworth #love #poetry #poems #poem #poetsofinstagram #poetofinstagram #prosebyme #mypoem #freddyzalta #writing #writingcommunity #igwriters #igwriter #original #originalpoem #originalprose #poetsociety #writersofinstagram #writer #author #adviceInstagram
Thursday, June 06, 2019
Waiting, been waiting by the bus stop to take me home. My belly is empty, my pockets are too… all I could think about is getting home to you. The well is so dry, you could start a fire inside… The rivers that surround us are overflowing, some folks are praying for the rain to stop. I'm just walking in circles trying to catch even one raindrop… My belly is empty and the trees around me are bare. The sun is shining but it's cold as hell down here. What else can I pray for but for some answers to arrive? At least through it all, I have love by my side. Waiting, been waiting for this train to arrive. To take me somewhere, anywhere, so I can see what's outside. My belly is empty but my heart is full, what else do I need in a world so heartless and cruel? #poetry #poems #poem #poetsofinstagram #poetofinstagram #prosebyme #mypoem #freddyzalta #writing #writingcommunity #igwriters #igwriter #original #originalpoem #originalprose #poetsociety #writersofinstagram #writer #author #adviceInstagram
Fire in the Well
The rivers that surround us are overflowing, some folks are praying for the rain to stop. I'm just walking in circles trying to catch even one raindrop…
Wednesday, June 05, 2019
We worry about the future and that future never comes. Time rushes on and the future we constantly invent for ourselves never ever turns out exactly how we planned it. So relax and focus on the now while doing some preparing for that future that will come when you least expect it. Like, now. Stop trying to catch up to the future, it will always out race you, learn from but don't hang on to the past, it's going already. #present #selfempowerment #love #tomorrowisnow #yesterdayispast #obvious but not so easily understood l.Instagram
A Shadow of two people dancing as a crooner sings a song professing his love for his lady. They are slow dancing on a roof somewhere and the shadow is being cast by a full moon over New York City. The crooner is coming out of a small radio and the couple are each from France. They had arrived in New York ten years earlier, separately, with different spouses, to escape the Germans who were now marching through Paris, but who back then, were just knocking on the doors of France - all set to break them down if not opened. They were both non observant Jews. They had worked together in a university in Paris and were lovers in the shadows of the Eiffel Tower and the Seine. Their respective spouses had returned to France, unafraid since they were non-observant and did not consider themselves Jewish. Unfortunately the Germans didn't make the distinction between practicing Judaism and being born a Jew - they had each been sent to different camps and had not been heard of since. Fifty some years later on - four children, eighteen grandchildren and several great-grandchildren; Beatrice had been told that the cancer that had taken away her hair and any strength she still had away, was back. This time the Doctors were not giving her more than six months. Victor had sat down with her and told her, "Just as in Paris we knew it was our time to leave, so here in New York City, we must accept it is our time to leave, once again." With that he bought a bottle of wine, a tape recorder with a recording of their favorite songs. They went up to the roof and then as they had back in the forties - left their home for the promise of a better life. #poetry #poems #poem #poetsofinstagram #poetofinstagram #prosebyme #mypoem #freddyzalta #writing #writingcommunity #igwriters #igwriter #originalpoem #originalprose #poetsociety #writersofinstagram #writer #author #advice #edithpiaf #LouisarmstrongInstagram
Pink and Other shades of Love
A Shadow of two people dancing as a crooner sings a song professing his love for his lady. They are slow dancing on a roof somewhere and the shadow is being cast by a full moon over New York City. The crooner is coming out of a small radio and the couple are each from France. They had arrived in New York ten years earlier, separately, with different spouses, to escape the Germans who were now marching through Paris, but who back then, were just knocking on the doors of France - all set to break them down if not opened.
Tuesday, June 04, 2019
Monday, June 03, 2019
From "Life of Salesman Owned no more" buy it! The breaking point "All of us, ladies and gentlemen are slaves to the government, slaves to our bosses and slaves to our basic human needs. We are owned! We are owned by the simple fact that we want to have a better life! A better life! So, you get to work before nine so the boss doesn't throw it in your face that you come in late. You work until after six so the boss doesn't say, 'you have banker’s hours?' You eat by your desk because you have to follow the lemmings who do the same, the other slaves in the cubicle prison. We are recorded, followed, monitored and critiqued. We are docked, fired, suspended without pay and treated as inferior if we don't blow the bosses in the fishbowl for all to see. We are ostracized, immobilized and dehumanized because we use the bathroom too many times or walk to get a cup of coffee and stop to say a few words to a co-worker or co-inhabitant of the insane asylum we knowingly attend and dedicate our time to." I could see smartphones videoing me and I realized that this might cause a problem. "Well, I don't know about you all - but I am sick and tired of being owned." I sat in my car and heard the strangest sound. A chant had begun, "You don't own me," over and over again. As I closed the door to my car someone came to my window. "What's your name?" "My name? Howard Beale." I said with a smile. By the time I got home my daughter came over to me crying. "I was worried for you, are you ok?" "Why were you worried for me?" "It's all over the internet Daddy." "What is?" Read more! #keepwriting #writingpoetry #writinggoals #writingabook #writingcommunityofinstagram #writingskills #writingworkshop #ownednomore #lifeofasalesman #FreddyzaltaInstagram
It's magic, it's an illusion, it's a trick of the eye. It's a sleight of hand, a false pose, a flick of the wrist or a diversion tactic. So many distractions, in real time or in perfect clarity replay. The universe in your hand, anything you want, need or are required to eat, feel or wear. To recite, to review, to make love to, to unite or to spread hatred and divisiveness. It's all there for you in 3d, high quality video and surround sound audio. Life can be simple one moment and totally lost in a maze blindfolded the next. Don't lose sight of what is truly important, it's simple. Love. #poetry #poems #poem #poetsofinstagram #poetofinstagram #prosebyme #mypoem #freddyzalta #writing #writingcommunity #igwriters #igwriter #original #originalpoem #originalprose #poetsociety #writersofinstagram #writer #author #adviceInstagram
Saw a floating vision through my dashboard window as I waited for the train to arrive. A singing bird in a closed cage, enslaved, for how long? For what sin? The chain around it's left leg, keeps him down despite any chance of an open door. Thunder baby and lightening giants, hand in hand. Tonight is the night, the morning is not so far off. Goodnight. #poetry #poems #poem #poetsofinstagram #poetofinstagram #prosebyme #mypoem #freddyzalta #writing #writingcommunity #igwriters #igwriter #original #originalpoem #originalprose #poetsociety #writersofinstagram #writer #author #adviceInstagram
Sunday, June 02, 2019
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