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16
Jan
20

Forever


forever poem

 

03
May
19

The Divine Answer


divine answer

On the last day of Creation, God gathered every living species of earth-born creature save for one of them: Human.

God, looking proudly outward, the murmuring echoes of all assembled, slowly hushed to complete silence.

God’s purpose, told to the gathered: ‘….excluding Human from this gathering is in order to bestow unto this one specie, a unique, talent trait meant to set them apart from all the rest of creation: the gift of wonderment; the thought of mind: to Question.’

In that moment, the multitudes gathered, broke their silence; the lush, open valley echoing their sullen, moan of disappointment.

God, reflecting a moment, feeling the unanimous reaction, once again spoke; the valley again falling silent.

God’s eyes, lit brighter than countless Suns, shouted in the loudest, thunderous voice so all would be sure to hear, crying out: ‘Be not dishearten my flock, for to you all who stand here, reverently before Me, I treasure you with an even more precious gift; the Divine Answer to the question humanity will be most consumed to answer: ‘What is the purpose to this human life? And further, you are free to speak of this, to tell every Human you encounter, and through your progeny, for all eternity.

God, feeling the renewed energy of goodness, joy and happiness well up from among them beckoned with cheer and reverence; `Go now! Return to the place on this Earth you call Home!’.

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30
Sep
18

Catastrophic Finality?


DEM

 

There was a time one could write of the failing world condition,

Speak clearly to the issues that give rise to fear and division,

To recognize the societal elements eroding into submission,

But, alas, time now seems beyond words to make corrective revision.

 

The reality is; political ineptitude is given undeniable power,

Pervasive media is filled with murder and hate to make one cower,

Filth of selfish greed reigns down like a golden-piss shower,

Nationalistic tribalism, once constrained, now let to flower.

 

This new millennium, since the days of its early start,

Tainted by the powder-keg lit by a terrorist spark,

Submerging all into a history growing increasingly dark,

Now two-decades in, convinced, it’s not to be a passing lark.

 

Not surprising, Hollywood films seem reflective precursors to a reality;

Conveying plausible reason not to ignore their story’s seeming banality

As often, the protagonist, confronted by a choice of a brutal-end totality,

In the end, misguidedly lures away from a truth of impending, catastrophic finality.

 

 

29
Sep
18

To a life borne


 

 

proclivity

Here I am found behind locked door

To a life I swore to be no more

But, what has been gained, is lost

It is to moments of life, the cost

Hidden by the shadow of what was

For no reason, just because

Movement of time has given to dictate

What will be, not given, but to take

Forlorn is the cause de jour

Not to be exposed, but demurred

Reason for last chance to find remedy

To a life borne to hardship and calamity

29
Sep
18

True Peace: a poem


true peace

08
Nov
17

Requiem of Spirit


a requium

 Requiem of Spirit

Insignificant are these words that fill this page fore they render nothing more than a stain. Stain markings as feelings, thoughts, ideas of less importance, impact upon the direction, course evolution takes toward an end. Contrivance of communication subject to seeing by blind eyes, being heard through deaf ears, never to be spoken. The encumbrance of thought compiled line by line, expelled to satisfy each moment toward their meaningless, meaning or purpose. Collected, bound, volumes comprehensively fomenting artificiality of presence recognized, though invisible, amidst the masses of trite representation to the same. Succumbing to be buried, lost to chance to be forgotten, dormant upon the ageless shelf of lessor importance. Energy expended without reward of return, fading to darkness: The End.

 This Requiem of Spirit: Creative Mind, lost of its meaning to gain furtherance to expression brought to the Conscious that grave for its experience be brought, by reading minds’ imagination. Allowing for the Ether, Heart of Soul, be brought tangibly to Life, through the senses expunging, from each taste, stain of Word: What it is to BE!

 

 

 

26
Feb
17

Empathy: defined?


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Recent developments of a family nature have exposed me to a foreign experience, until now: the depth of hostility expressed and anxiety imposed upon an ailing, dying Father by his only and seemingly heartless Son.

What has materialized from this experience is clarity, from my perspective, of the true meaning of Empathy.

Empathy: what the non-suffering need feel for the suffering.

In the broader scope of human experience: it is the sufferance of the suffering for the non-suffering to suffer to realize the true meaning of Empathy.

 




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