Monday, May 30, 2011
RaNdOm
Friday, May 13, 2011
Monday, May 9, 2011
PATIENCE, KINDNESS, SLOW TO ANGER
WITH HER I LEARNED PATIENCE
WITH HER I LEARNED KINDNESS
WITH HER I BECAME SLOW TO ANGER
LOVE,
LIKE AN ORGANISM UNSEEN
SHE CAUGHT MY INSTINCTS
BY SURPRISE
LIKE AN EARLY SUN RISE,
AWAKEN I WAS BY HER SPIRIT
WITH HER I LEARNED PATIENCE
WITH HER I LEARNED KINDNESS
WITH HER I BECAME SLOW TO ANGER
LOVE,
AT TIMES,
I FIND MYSELF
PROTECTIVE OF HER.
LIKE THE FULLY BLOWN
DAFFODILS BY THE LAKE
HER PRESENCE,
A THING OF BEAUTY
UNTIL,
UNTIL THE DAYS CONFRONTATIONS
AND ARGUMENTS TOOK TURN.
SHE TRANSFORMED
INTO A PERSON NEVER SEEN
INTO SOMETHING
SOMETHING AFRAID TO STARE AT
BLOOD BOILING
IN A LOSS FOR WORDS
FELT BETRAYED
ASHAMED
OF SELF ALL WAS LEFT OF ME
HEAD SHAKING
MOMENTS OF UNBELIEF
COLORS REVEALED
SHAME ON ME
I UNDERACHIEVED
SPOKE HIGHLY OF
TOO SOON
TO MY KIN
TOO LATE,
I GAVE MY ALL.
AND NOW,
NO ONE TO SHARE MY FALL
OVERWHELMED
BY LONELINESS
IN THIS DARKNESS
WITHOUT A WAY
TO ILLUMINATE
MONTHS AFTER MONTHS
PLEADING
RESULTED IN DESTRUCTION
ENDING WITH
SUCH DETRIMENT
TO MY SPIRIT
I'M LEARNING
TO EMBRACE PEACE
I'M FIGHTING
WITH FORGIVENESS
AT LEAST.
IN THE MEAN TIME
MY DEMONS
CHANTING FOR REVENGE
I'M SEEKING
FOR WAYS TO ADVANCE
Love... Force it and it disappears. You cannot will love, nor even control it.You can only guide its expression. It comes or it goes according to those qualities in life that invite it or deny its presence. ~David Seabury
ThE eXiT
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WISE MEN ONCE SPOKE IN DEEP SOUND:
“NOT KNOWING IS LIKE THE SILENCE IN THE EMPTINESS OF A COMA…”
THEN THERE WAS A MOMENT OF SILENT.
SOUNDLESS, ENOUGH TO HEAR THE QUIET WIND OUTSIDE ON A WARM SPRING EVENING.
AS THE ARTIFICIAL CHAMBERS OF OXYGEN REMAINED BRIEFLY IN FUNCTION,
THE CRYING meow's OF CATS CAN ONLY CONFIRM TERMINATION.
HE WHISPERS:
“THERE ARE THOSE WHO SPEAK
BUT THOSE WHO SEEK NEVER FALL
SUCCESS IN LIFE IS A BRAWL.
BEFORE YOU WALK YOU MUST CRAWL.
KEEP GOD THEN YOU WILL SURVIVE”
ONCE AGAIN THERE WAS A MOMENT OF SILENT…
SOUNDLESS, ENOUGH TO HEAR THE QUIET WIND OUTSIDE ON A WARM SPRING EVENING.
THE ARTIFICIAL CHAMBERS OF OXYGEN REMAINED BRIEFLY IN FUNCTION,
THE CRYING meow's OF CATS CAN ONLY CONFIRM TERMINATION.
AGAIN HE WHISPERS:
“EVEN THOSE ON THE HIGHEST THRONE MUST DESCEND TO ASHES.
EVEN THE GREATEST CAN NOT BE AN ISLAND.
BUT AT THEIR BEST ONLY THEN CAN BECOME PENINSULAS.
GOD, PRINCIPLES, STRONG HEART, AND KINDNESS TO THE NEEDY ARE MY OLD 4 KeYs TO SUCCESS.
STAY STRONG AND DO NOT LOSE GRIP ON THE IMPORTANCE”
ONCE AGAIN THERE WAS A MOMENT OF SILENT…
SOUNDLESS, ENOUGH TO HEAR THE QUIET WIND OUTSIDE ON A WARM SPRING EVENING.
AS THE ARTIFICIAL CHAMBERS OF OXYGEN REMAINED BRIEFLY IN FUNCTION,
THE CRYING meow's OF CATS CAN ONLY CONFIRM TERMINATION.
TRULY INTO THAT DEEP SLEEP.
NO COMING BACK
NO SOUNDING FACT
AND I’M LEFT WITH ONE LAST PHRASE,
“KNOWLEDGE OF SELF DETERMINATION…”
KNOWLEDGE OF THE UNKNOWN, DEPRIVATION
AND THAT IS MY CURRENT ESTATE.
NOT KNOWING IS THE COMA WE ALL WANT TO ARISE FROM.
SO SUDDEN YOU NO LONGER IN A PHYSICAL FORM
SO SUDDEN SINCE REMOVING THE UMBILICAL CORD
SO SUDDEN SINCE THE METAPHORIC STORY TELLING OF MY ANCESTOR.
SINCE THAT LONG AND PRECIOUS WALK TO 1st.DaY OF 1st.GrAdE
SINCE THOSE SURPRISES AT LUNCH TIME
SINCE THE BACK YARD CULTIVATING LESSONS
SINCE THE LIFE LEARN MORALS AND BLESSINGS
SO SUDDEN SINCE
ALL SUDDEN
SINCE…
YESTERDAY BLEW FASTER THAN THE WINDS
SO FAST THAT IT STINGS.
TODAY I’M LEFT CONTEMPLATING THE IFS
OUR SEPARATION CAUSED A LOST OF GUIDANCE
HOW MAY I ADVANCE?
HOW WILL I CARRY MY NAME?
Thursday, May 5, 2011
PaCeM
I don’t know where I’m going but I am very confident cause I can feel his presence.
This morning my mind was up and early but at the same time blank as a white sheet of paper. Ironically i thought that was a very good thing because it felt like an introduction to a new chapter. New Life. New Sight. New Beginning. So I went through series of meditations for about 30minutes to center my focus. Then a clear thought almost like a voice came to mind. It said something like this: Peace will only happen after the occurrence of transformation and/or rebirth. I thought to myself "Hmmmn that was different". It wasn't until a while after some deep digestions that i was able to tie both ends with something i was taught long ago at church which talked about what Jesus told the disciples after his resurrection on the third day: "I give you peace, my peace i leave to you"... in other words, it wasn't until after the occurrence of transformation from dyeing to resurrecting that he then granted us his peace (as well as the authority to keep and to make peace) before returning to the Man above.