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Uprightness

Motivational, poem, Quoted, song, Story /

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Do what think is right, not what you feel is right;

Say what you mean, and mean what you say;

If you start alone, be sure to finish alone;

Incline more to be nonchalant, and less meddlesome;

Be candid, reflective, conscious, and visionary;

Hope for the best, but expect the worst;

Remember, to be is to be perceived;

Love yourself, be unselfish, and promote cohesiveness;

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What am I?

poem, Theories /

Sometimes I see someone on the mirror. Then I see like it’s me. Immediately, I reason out that it’s my brain showing me what I would like to see. But then I wonder who I am. Who am I?

What I feel, I can touch. When I feel, it appears real.  How I feel is visible. Am tormented by the imagination of me being owned by my own fears and thoughts. Can I be a captive to the same thing I try to free?

Power without virtual is weakness. Virtual without purpose is black magic. There are three kinds of people; the immovable, the movable, and the moving. The immovable are resistant to change. The movable re willing to change, but never do. The “moving” are those that get things done. Have enough of the moving, and that’s a movement. A movement results into a revolution. What am I?

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Relevance

poem /

Who am I?

I am in you, you can’t see me;

I am with you, you can’t lie to me;

I am above you, I know your strength;

I am below you, you discredit me;

I am before you, I know your plans;

I am behind you, I know your weakness;

I am beyond you, you can’t define me;

I am without you, and within you;

Who am I?

 

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some => other => most

poem, Quoted /

some-times you have a thousand things to say, but not a single way of saying it;
other-times you have a million chances of saying something, but not a single word to say;
and most-times you wish you had said something, but then you wonder how things would be today;

some-things are better left unsaid, and hope you never get a chance to say them;
other-things are safer when said, and trust they will never come back around – to eat you;
but most-things are buried in our souls, and we feed them in secret;

some-ways work for some, but not for others;
other-ways make us happy, but they grieve our loved ones;
and most-ways make us feel alive, but they leave us dead on the inside;

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Depending

poem, Quoted /

i can be anywhere #depending on where you are;

i can also be anyone #depending  on who you are;

i can be anything #depending on what you are;

i can talk anything #depending on how you hear;

i can speak anything #depending on what you listen;

i can be implicit #depending on your perspective;

but i am — @McKabue

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I Will

poem /

Rise

I will survive the suffering of ignorance;

I will live for a millennium;

I will heal myself from the illness of guilt;

I will recover my trust, hope and my happiness;

Like a talon I shall…

Reborn and rejuvenated, like a phoenix I shall rise;

 

Obey

All heads bow, all heads rise;

All everything kneel, all everything submit;

Be good, be bad;

What I say shall be done;

They will listen, they will act on my voice;

Fill me luck, luck come fill me;

Guide me fates, fates come guide me;

Their god I shall be…

 

Follow me

Tip toe… tip toe, wind follow me;

Follow me, follow behind my shadow;

 

Believe

I will believe because I now believe;

I know, I now know there is a God;

An intelligent force that is self-aware and in absolute control of fate;

Help me to recognize your acts and judgment oh Creator;

You’re sublimely perfect and immaculately good;

You know all, you see all, and you control all;

Thank you for my understanding of kindness;

Thank you for my knowledge of love;

Thank you for my gift of lack and limit;

So much thank you, you deserve all;

You give and heal, and you steal and kill;

You are endlessly right in thought;

You transcend my length in sight and understanding;

Make me like you, like you are like me;

Make me full like you are complete;

Make me rich like you are wealthy;

 

Bend

I will remold my past, and my current;

I will be happy, I choose to be happy;

I shall be glad, I shall be kind;

I will be good, I will obey my instincts;

They will drop me and I shall raise again;

Am reset for a second fall;

But have already seen it and am for it;

I will use my calamities to step into my moon;

I will, I shall, I can, I can have everything I desire;

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Be a friend

poem /

by the time my flesh is weak, i want to be a friend;
by the time my eyes close, i want to be a father;
by the time my hands are cold, i want to be man;
by the time my breath is over, i want to have loved;
it is so much more important to love than to be loved;
as it is more glamorous to feel loved than to be loved;

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simple, melodious, and indelible

poem, song /

if words were an atom of a soul, then i would live forever singing this song….simple, melodious, and indelible

“Way Over Yonder In The Minor Key”

I lived in a place called Okfuskee
And I had a little girl in a holler tree
I said, little girl, it’s plain to see
Ain’t nobody that can sing like me
Ain’t nobody that can sing like meShe said it’s hard for me to see
How one little boy got so ugly
Yes my little girly that might be
But there ain’t nobody that can sing like me
Ain’t nobody that can sing like meWay over yonder in the minor key
Way over yonder in the minor key
There ain’t nobody that can sing like meWe walked down by the Buckeye Creek
To see the frog eat the goggle-eye bee
To hear the west wind whistle to the east
There ain’t nobody that can sing like me
Ain’t nobody that can sing like meOh my little girly will you let me see
Way over yonder where the wind blows free
Nobody can see in our holler tree

And there ain’t nobody that can sing like me
Ain’t nobody that can sing like me

Way over yonder in the minor key
Way over yonder in the minor key
Ain’t nobody that can sing like me

Her mama cut a switch from a cherry tree
And laid it on the she and me
It stung lots worse than a hive of bees
But there ain’t nobody that can sing like me
Ain’t nobody that can sing like me

Now I have walked a long long ways
And I still look back to my Tanglewood days
I’ve led lots of girls since then to stray
Saying ain’t nobody that can sing like me
Ain’t nobody that can sing like me

Way over yonder in the minor key
Way over yonder in the minor key
Ain’t nobody that can sing like me

Ain’t nobody that can sing like me

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Times

poem /

Sometimes I feel like I can rap;

Other times I feel lonely;

Some other times I feel motivated and energized;

Other times I feel literally and completely nothing…;

But this time I feel indifferent;

But hey, that’s life…;

But still… …;

Anyway, I find my way each day;

Someway, somehow, I tame my emotions;

In a way, I dislike the risk of uncertainty;

Well…, well…, well…, look what we have here;

Amidst my thick magma of hustles;

Something good mysteriously appears;

Someone radiating real and sublime beauty;

I imagine myself fortunate, and perhaps lucky;

An indelible sight of Sandra.

 

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