Fake; Make; Take;
She was enough, he was rough, she was tough;
He was light, she was night, he was’ knight;
She was dark, he was’ lark, she was’ shark;
He was serious, she was mysterious, he was furious;
poem
Black & White
Am the black sheep, you know…
Last then least, but first;
Am mistaken, I think;
Just different, is I, so;
Not indifferent, you see…
Am bright at night, I guess…
And right with light at noon;
Invisible I am, from naked eye;
Invincible, you see…
What is Holiness?
Holiness is not righteousness. Holiness is not goodness. Holiness is uprightness. Holiness is a lifestyle of genuine goodness and pure righteousness from the inside the inside to the outside. The direction is key, from the inside to the outside. Your soul needs to walk holiness before your body does, but your body must also walk holiness.
Goodness is the state of being kind, caring and loving. Absolute goodness is being sincerely selfless, it doesn’t require love, or kindness, or care. It just requires, sincere selflessness. Absolute goodness is difficult to live by, but we can have moments of experiencing it… it is when you feel like you can do something that has never been done, or have never imagined yourself doing, in order to save some soul that is completely strange to you, just before you ask yourself “why me!”
Righteousness is a lifestyle of a conscious soul that is self-aware of its part and role in the universe, when you understand what is right and wrong, what is right but should not be done, and what is wrong and can be done if need be.
Uprightness is being fatherly to all children, even those that you have not sired, it is being motherly to all kids, it is being sisterly to all of your age; prostitutes, prisoners, and nuns. Uprightness is in the knowledge of when to be Just and when to be Fair. Uprightness is a competition against one’s self ability to heal the suffering of others, to be wise, to be kind, to love and to be the best version of your real you.
Uprightness is when you try to live the most moments of your life trying to be absolutely good, trying to understand others and yourself, trying to be humble in your thinking and living, it is trying to literally experience what others experience not so that you might just help them, but so you can respect their strength in enduring. It is being diligent at work, it is being without red blemish, it is singing to your soul a song of meekness. Uprightness is being keen to instructions and kind to knowledge.
If I am to dream
If I am to dream, let me dream magnificently.
Let me dream grand and lofty thoughts and ideals
That are worthy of me and my best efforts.
If I am to strive, let me strive mightily.
Let me spend myself and my very being
In a quest for that magnificent dream.
And, if I am to stumble, let me stumble but persevere.
Let me learn, grow, and expand myself to join the battle renewed –
Another day and another day and another day.
If I am to win, as I must, let me do so with honor, humility, and gratitude
For those people and things that have made winning possible
And so very sweet.
For each of us has been given life as an empty plot of ground
With four cornerstones.
These four cornerstones are the ability to dream,
The ability to strive,
The ability to stumble but persevere,
And the ability to win.
The common man sees his plot of ground as little more
Than a place to sit and ponder the things that will never be.
But the uncommon man sees his plot of ground as a castle,
A cathedral,
A place of learning and healing.
For the uncommon man understands that in these four cornerstones
The Almighty has given us anything – and everything.
Today’s the Day!
Live Love Life
Equality is monotonous, fairness is boring;
Democracy corrupts our nature;
Rules limit our abilities;
Laws just suck;
Be good, be bad, we all possess the same desire;
To love, to be loved back, to feel loved;
We all chase that which we lack;
Obey your nature;
AND I WILL
A gift is not a gift until it’s bestowed. It makes the most sense when a gift is wrapped. I will gift myself with happiness. I will be glad. I will be smiley. I will try. Peace is the mother of happiness, joy is the fruit. I want to be joyful. I want to be marvelously in harmony with my conscience, God help me.
If I will claw to happiness, I will be fastest, and the best. If I have to be insisting to be glad, I will be the most stubborn but focused fella. If am flying to my dreams, I will the fastest.
Basically I will try, I will try everything in my power to achieve my highest. This is the greatest risk of my life, however, I want to have lived a satisfying and inspiring life. That means I will have to start recreating my biography. I want to rewrite the way I would like my history viewed, God help me.
I will break and create. I want to feel a healing and a killing. I want to bless and curse. I want to survive my bad luck. I want to be a crimson idol of a good, perfect and upright living. I want to be remembered with tears of hope, I want to be remembered like a sweet harmonious song. I want to survive extinction.
AND I WILL !!!
What is Religion?
Religion is simply a form of Meditation...
A friend of mine, an atheist friend of mine couldn’t stand my strong co-existence full belief of a supernatural deity, and a perfect understanding and acceptance of science. So he said I was suffering from Pascal’s wager. For description purposes, Pascal’s wager is the ability to harmoniously harbor two conflicting ideas.
I have always considered myself an apologetic given by the number of incidences I stood up for religion and Christianity truth, but my comfort and most of my recognition comes from cutting all paranoia I religion, basically saying what is pure truth, not just the bible truth. There is one incidence that that scared me when I read the book of Urantia, and wanted to consult its authenticity, but there is no one, even the most educated pastors and bishops who even had the idea that such a book existed. One very prominent tried to call it a bible comentally, his ignorance scared me to the bone.
According to a certain theory of the origin of knowledge, one is born with all the knowledge, but in the process of birth they forget everything, so they spend their lifetime trying to re-call and remember what they forgot at birth. The other theory of course says the opposite but my point is…I have personally managed to attain answers to some of my most difficult questions by merely meditating and continually thinking over a topic for a considerable good time, sometimes even a year.
There is one instance I was walking to work and something just came into my mind, “Religion is Meditation.” I know I had been previously advocating this notion earlier but this time it was heavier. I always believed, that God is greater than religion, greater than the bible and greater than everything else, including our comprehension. But now, if religion is meditation, then that makes every concept of religion physical, not divine.
So, is there a God? A Force? Or an Energy that controls anything? Id answer that question with… “First, there is obviously a time for everything, an opportunity or a chance for every event. Second, there exists a watch man that watches over every event and assists everything remain in balance. And third, there also exists a watch maker, the uncaused cause, the immovable mover.” It is my understanding this sounds poetic or artistic, but truth be said, we are all part of a bigger endless, but finite game. Some are pones, others are queens, others are born kings, others just provide the playground, we call them the king makers.
Cannibalism
How does it feel to always wish and never hope?
Why does it kill you that which heals me?
Why dislike what I like because I hate what you love?
Tribalism is simply cannibalism;
Sweet person from my tongue is a spit from your mouth;
A brother for a brother is an eye for an eye;
Service to humanity is service to self;
Selfishness is simply tribalism;
Rent
What goes up must come down;
What goes around comes back around;
A time to kill and a time to heal;
Blood is heavier than water;
Hope for the best but expect the worst;
All that glitters is not gold;
As above so below;
A child of sin is sin;
We speak out of abundance of our hearts;
Clay cannot be made gold;
A wrong can’t cancel a wrong;
What is good remains good;
Human is to error;
Humility gifts wings;
Patience bestowal’s power;
Time blesses with honor;
A witch and a pastor come from the same womb;
Good people deserve good things;
Under race, tribe, gender and age is death;
Seeing is believing;
In memories we see the past;
In hope we peep into the future;
Weiter
*****
Dear Fate;
Whoever is responsible for my present condition obviously cares a great deal. For me, it was such a wonderful miracle to see such light in a woman. The moment you came into my life it was like a day I had started off without the sun, it was dawn and it was cruel. Suddenly, and without warning, the sunshine breaks through the dimness and lights up everything.
*****
I could have chosen to type this, but I can’t. I can’t because I know I can’t. I already had started to type but the subject of my writing kept me distracted. I always wanted to hold onto something for a long to me, perhaps that’s why I find it comfortable to hold onto this pen. I want to see my bad hand writing. I wanted to see my mistakes. I want to write my past so I can forget it. I want to be born again in hope and with luck.
I made very many mistakes, just like I have already made mistakes in this writing and I will continue to make more. This is a concrete proof I can’t and I will never be perfect. When, how, why are all descriptive terms of time-space. They are the only guardians of time who can explain the reason for me ever meeting you. Of all my encounters, meetings, mistakes, strengths, and everything am proud of, you rank not at the top, but alone. I have never been capable of classifying even to the least degree of how much you meant to me, and just how much you will remain stuck in my present as a shadow of my weakness.
It is hence the intention of this writing to cut and paste this deep will to yield hope. I will write and say what I never said, I will write and fill this paper with sections and gaps of my paste that still haunt me to date. It is until late in my past that I have discovered why I have never been so indwelt into people’s business. I have created very high walls of perfection within me that only few people dare to cross over. But there was and still is one caption and moment in my past I was wall-less. I was free. I saw light. I felt alive. I breathed green and fresh air. And that was the moment you came into my life.
Such a luminous face with darling doll bright eyes. You are truly a very rare species of humans who resemble perfection and are a constant proof of the existence of unnatural gifts of…suddenly am beginning to lack word but I wish to say this before am done, perhaps I was shy but you made me twice shy. I would if I could but describing how naturally beautiful you are could resemble exaggeration, so I won’t. I could if I would but I can’t explain about how I still feel goose bumps, but that you already know, so I won’t say.
However, I can and I will run away, so away from you as your sight dispels my personality and disturbs my inner peace. I will and I can, however, point out without an interior motive that, what you were to me you still are and please forgive my insanity to mention that you still will remain the most beautiful amazing and lovable creature I will perhaps ever set my eyes upon.