Posts Tagged ‘fate

20
Mar
17

A Simple Dime


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A  Simple  Dime

I seem to have a propensity for finding `money’ on the street; 99 percent of occasions it being finding a simple dime, a ten-cent coin piece; the latest of which is illustrated herewith.

The frequency, not the matter of finding `money’ but, more specifically, that it be a DIME!

A simple, singular dime!

This experience, not a new phenomenon but, one that dates back a couple of decades; the earliest being in my early 40’s.

However, it has taken until now to fully gain a true appreciation for the significance to such propensity; that being, in the finest of Buddhist teachings:

`Fate to good fortune need not be measured by the gain of (material) wealth incurred but, the wisdom teaching derived from such fate of fortune’

That, or, I’m just enough `lucky’ to find a single, simple dime at a time, on several occasions!

 

17
Sep
15

Naykd Poet


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Since December 2011 by this blog, I’ve purged my heart, mind and soul; laying Naykd my thoughts to all, to know but, with time of near four years passage, what most did not grow, is awareness to a wisdom, my words, with hope, would sow. Yet, undaunted I pursue this work, not for the charm of accolade or renown but, for the mere chance of survival from that which ails this world; I feel so emotionally, so profound.  It is my only vehicle to solution short of violent revolution upon the corruptness metastasizing throughout this Human institution but to remain discouraged, by its prolific infusion. `Words can be mightier than the sword’ but, for that truth to be known, the right words need be shown, for the courage of strength, to be sown.

17
Sep
15

YOU


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The world feeling stress at the seams;
Truer than life are its worst of dreams;
Hesitant are most to give it a voice;
But there comes a moment, there is no choice.

Every avenue, every domain,
Every institution, established name;
Feeling the pressure, fracturing apart;
Traditions failing those worn closest, to a civil heart.

What remedy, what resolve
Need manifest to this malaise, solve;
Far too great is their weight of dismay,
Leaving loss of hope, to see light of day.

Prophecy of scripture, resigned to by some,
Rendering providence to returning mythical Son;
But reality holds to a much stronger truth:
Solutions reside in the hearts of everyone and, YOU!

21
Jun
15

Miracle To Change


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Given the tumultuous times we increasingly find our world in, it seems appropriate to give this long ago written poem another spin.  It speaks loudly to the want and hope that humanity recognize the trajectory of its present course that only a blind-fool would think it not toward inhuman sufferance; if not its outright demise:

Miracle To Change

As the world spins on its axis tilt
Twenty-four hours of blood to be spilt

Humanity’s participants long for the day
Brutality and evil will have gone away

If history speaks as loudly as it does
Bullets and famine will win to love

Turbulence and chaos reflected in the skies
Surprisingly some still naively ask `why?

Though beauty of flora and fauna still exist
As casket wreaths it spoils their bliss

Mankind towards destruction seems inclined
What miracle to change will it have to find?

23
May
15

Challenges To Distraction


GREED

Is uniformity to an abiding person inclined
If, always found, they colour between the lines?
Or, in this age of perceived subversion, we find;
The increase in surveillance, demands it be, critically defined.

Lexicon to this 21st Century, conspires to set the stage;
For the eclipse of the past, be it with a whimper or through rage;
The margins of tomorrow will go beyond the written page;
Ear-marked for destruction or, possibly, left living in a Cage!

Challenges to distraction, are losing to the bid;
Manufacture to its reasons: perception to forbid;
Rendering future minds naive, relentlessly morbid;
Pledging a society chaotic and, grievously sordid.

This query-story need not end on so dire a note;
There is gradual rise to reasonable minds espousing hope
But, there is the pervasive mental lethargy of the many, to cope;
For without so doing, it may become a downward slope!

05
Nov
14

Curiosity’s Bubble


Each day becomes a challenge to live
For it gives rise to search for truth to its purpose
The intellect of mind source to invent many an idea
Yet the proof to its confirming truth ever elusive

Like a worm bait at the end of a fishing line
Taunted to the awareness of its existence
Yet beyond the grasp of its tangible touch
Eluding the concreteness to its reality

Constant is the question of when comes the relief
Derived by the spewing forth of all there is to know
Allowing for the ultimate deflation of curiosity’s bubble
Creating opportunity for energies spent to new direction

14
Jan
13

Voyage to Fate


A dedication to those who died alone on the
fateful Costa Concordia pleasure cruise 01-13-2012

ImageUpon entering Cabin 612, an eight by ten room
Little did I know, it would lead to my doom
That water would seep from every crack
Then the thought arrives: ‘Will I ever be going back?’
Alone I wait for help to arrive
But none will come, I’ll struggle to survive
As the last of lights finally flicker out
I’ll be over come with fear and try to shout
But no one will hear, for they have all gone
I nervously start to hum my favorite song
The water will rise leaving just a pocket of air
How much more of this will I be able to bare
With a sudden surge, water filling the room
I now know, it has become my tomb

Times like these suggest life is guided by fate
There seems little room for counter debate
Innocent, guided by optimism and pleasure
Life itself offering up so much to treasure
Then, unbeknownst, unannounced
From out of nowhere, death does trounce
In less than an instant, all is lost
For no matter of reason, no matter of cost
Times like these you know life is guided by fate
There seems no room, for counter debate.

 




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