Can't Contain My Emotion- What the heck!

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More over...Curse the damn bloody April Fool!!!!!

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Sigiriya, Sri Lanka

Sigiriya, Rock, stupendous 5th-century rock fortress citadel of a fugitive king,a UNESCO World Heritage Site. Climb the rock stairway to see the many marvels of Sigiriya -a gallery of beautiful frescoes, the glossy Mirror Wall, the majestic Lion's Stairway and remains of the royal palace

Early on Saturday morning I were picked up by Nishanta and driven in cool comfort to Sigiriya. It is claimed here that it is the 8th Wonder of the World, and although there is dispute over whether it is a Fort/Palace complex (local) or an Ancient Temple complex (Archaeological and literary evidence) the fact remains it is astonishing (as sadly were the entrance fees, 50 rupees local, 3000 rupees tourist). My not entirely fake ire and thunderous face combined with complaints of having no money left keep the notorious would be guides and helpers at bay. I were unable to pay 3000rupees which I find this too expensive but I managed to arrange a cheaper guide of 1000rupees to sneak through the gates.:P

Behind me, These frescos are 1500 years old rock paintings, the world famous maidens of Sigiriya painted in a row of caves.

Sigiriya was built in the 1st and 2nd century BC on and around a huge steep sided rock the plug of a long extinct and now worn away volcano. Around the base formal gardens were laid out including water gardens with hydro-gravitational water fountains which still work when water levels are high enough (they weren’t), a boulder garden and terraced gardens. There are the remains of little shrines and an audience hall on the way to the main rock, and once you start climbing some astonishing wall paintings, variously considered to be representations of Goddesses or concubines, these over 100m up a sheer drop, with spectacular views accessed now by iron walkways which leave me wondering how they were originally painted.

Continuing along the walkway brings you too the penultimate plateau. Here there is a gateway flanked by giant lions paws, all that remains of the huge lion which apparently guarded the entrance and explains the name which means Lion Rock. Hawkers and monkeys alike pester people who wait here, trying in different ways to exploit either by selling or stealing food. The smarter hawkers sell ice creams and water, some astonishingly try and sell wooden carvings and rocks to people climbing. This final climb starts up stairs but soon changes to a rusty and precarious looking series of iron steps which feel thankfully solid. The climb is hot and windy and at times we feel our climbing harnesses would be a good idea. Everywhere signs warn about hornets. Some very large hives are visible and I have read about attacks. OMG!

My Mama is with the Lord! RIP mama dearest

I thank God for the many blessing bestowed
Upon me all through the years and the good times I shared
And one of the greatest blessings of all
Is He gave me you Mama and the warmth of your smile

You brought joy to my hearts when at times I were blue
When I needed a friend Mama I all turned to you
You'd make all my worries melt quickly away
Your warmth and compassion would brighten my days

And I realize that even though I am sad
God's given me reasons as well to be glad
So don't worry bout me Mama, I'll all be O.K.
And I know that I'll all be together someday

I wish you will always be here
But I know that is impossible
When we part it won’t be the last time we meet
We will be joined again somewhere better in Heaven

For my loving mama, Lilly Young
who has always been there

I love you so much , Mama!!!!!:(


copyright Nov 2009@ eddieplaner

My Terminal Illness Mum (now under palliative care)

many years ago began our love

still having the love i have to give

i always pray for God to save

the wonderful mother i only have

the mother who lost her years of youth

the mother who fed me for my growth

the mother who knows me the best

the mother who held my on her chest

whenever she needs me i can help

wherever she wants me i will go

whenever, wherever, whatever, forever

a son will do anything a mother

You will always be my “mommy” and I your “baby boy”

Copyright@ Eddy Planer

Woman Strength

It takes a stronger man
To value a woman’s strength
To encourage her strength
Not to be threatened by it
But see it as a sign of his own strength
In a world where some men need weak women to feel strong
Where some men get validation from physical dominance
Where dependent, submissive and needy women are celebrated
A Media that commercialised self-disrespecting and confused girls
Yes, I stand my ground!
It takes a stronger man to love a strong woman
Not to be wavered by societies misrepresentation of masculinity
Not to conform to the patterns of this world
To understand and recognise that in a woman’s strength lies hidden vulnerability

To know that it takes a strong woman to show vulnerability

Copyright April 2009 - Eddy Planer

Hope is a nice word,
people use it a lot.
Hope has a deep meaning which should not be forgot.
Hope to some means, life or death.
Hope to others, is to win a bet.
To all those people,
that do not need Hope.
I hope this sinks in,
my message about Hope.