Justin Bordner Poet Epic

The Truth Room

Come with me my Brother,
to a secret place where Light and Shadow line the face with fear and grace,
leave sophmoric style, wry smile and sly bile on the road of your forgotten mile,
sick sarcasm is the symptom of envy, a pet to your heart destroyer,
such artifice and malice have no language in this room of roasted dreams,

Enter through the damaged door, touch the destruction of vandals,
you have never been here before, where gold blood cuts the floor,
do you see how the walls move like squalls at our approach,
feel how they tell stories with the sensations of defeat, anxiety, impropriety,
in here we witness a collection of seperate yet synthesized segments of Self,
childhood torment, shallow manhood, virility limp as stolen victory,
underachievement, the underbelly of your arrogance, flacid like placid passion,

We journey further into this gallery of emotional gallows
smelt by the hurt of innumerable adavances
repelled by the demands of Quality,
you will writhe wildly
from the harrowing healing leeching into your concepts of self control,
graceful in absorbtion of Truth's attrition,
fruitless ambition shall now cling as cleaving contrition,
your face Brother, look long into the shimmer of sorrow become the old,
tattooed you are like a snake's skin checkered and beautiful
with scaled episodes of submission and aggression, dying to be Divine,
I want you to know that there is no exit of ease from this place Brother,
we trek within your very Soul,
this is the home and harbor of everything you've decided to be,
there are other rooms here, some of joy and some of strife,
but you leave not the Truth Room of your anger
until the Light finds no fault in your intention -

J.A.B.

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Dalia Shahein December 19, 2015 at 7:00 PM I'm impressed I don't know what to say my words running out from me , like seriously I don't know what left to say , you have took my mind and my soul..... Justin Bordner December 21, 2015 at 6:44 PM I haven't taken them Dalia, I have injected raw love and creativity into them...you elevate my passion into unexplored atomosphere Poetess...J.A.B.

Charmaine Chircop March 11, 2015 at 11:23 AM Our life is full of choices,good or evil.Every choice determine our intention and who we are to become.We cant leave the darkness ,the night of our soul hsuhaunts us until that moment We face truth and whom we have become.We can beg forgivness only after knowing ourself enough to feel that we need it.There we can see light again.We are the result of every action arent we?.How deep your thoughts.You never cease to amaze me Justin. Justin Bordner March 11, 2015 at 8:58 PM Truth is always amazing to the innocent and good my Lady Hawk...your viewpoint is extremely profound, and is an aphorism that I shall meditate well upon. You have clearly lived your wisdom. Forgiveness is futile if we learn not from it...thank you for your special touch Charma...J.A.B.

Richard Lamoureux August 10, 2014 at 8:26 PM Shame results from us not being reconciled to the image of God. We lack our full humanity when we seperate ourselves from him. Justin Bordner August 10, 2014 at 8:58 PM Precisely my wise friend, I agree whole heartedly. Through the grace of Providence I realized that life is the process of becoming your Maker. God and I are inseperable, and invivifying harmony. J.A.B.

Richard Lamoureux August 10, 2014 at 7:38 PM I enjoyed rereading this piece again. It is worthy of being pondered. Justin Bordner August 10, 2014 at 8:22 PM Continued...I am honored by your return visit Richard. Others cannot be ashamed of you if you are not ashamd of yourself. I wrote this maxim as a young man, I believe it is applicable to this situation. Thank you. J.A.B. Justin Bordner August 10, 2014 at 8:19 PM To acknowledge our motivations, to own the results of our actions, to comprehend the sources of our anger and antangonism to ourselves and others is the lesson herein. The individual I wrote this composition for must focus on the foundations of his emotional/spiritual distress in order to reestablish a loving, productive future for himself and the ones he comes into contact with.

Lucilla Carrillo August 4, 2014 at 11:39 AM WOW! This is a poem of truth. I believe that we are what we want to be. Sometimes we know that things are wrong, but we still do them, than we try to make excuses, but that won't work. We have to repent and ask God to forgive us and clean us of our sins. Thanks for sharing... Lucilla I just posted a new poem. Justin Bordner August 5, 2014 at 3:33 AM WOW Lucilla, your response to this composition is immaculate in wisdom, the statement of integrity! J.A.B.

Verlena S. Walker August 2, 2014 at 5:06 PM Justin, the intention of any soul is one of evil or one of good. "The Truth Room" is an awesome write. I enjoyed the concept. If only it would aspect, would you enjoy the manifestation? Dynast! LVerlena Justin Bordner August 3, 2014 at 2:40 AM His healing is in progress Verlena. I agree with your decisive belief, I am not ashamed of my intentions or actions, I know that my work is genuinely morally and spiritually constructive. I appreciate your spirit. J.A.B.

Arlene Smith July 31, 2014 at 6:27 AM Justin!!!... This is a masterpiece, my friend!!.. Most longer poems lose my attention.. This one intrigued me with every word.. I must read it again before I leave.. Something I have only done a couple of times.. Your message is a great one indeed, but the way you delivered it is no less than brilliant!... Hugs, my poetic friend.. Arlene Justin Bordner July 31, 2014 at 8:21 PM Journeys into the forest of soul always appeal to those of us who need to know the true meaning of our course and conduct Arlene. Your compliments fill my heart with confirmation that my work achieves its highest purpose my friend, thank you. There is great search and mystery in you Art, and you've got that ancient flavor of new wisdom. J.A.B.

Richard Lamoureux July 30, 2014 at 8:09 AM I was at Douglas Couplands exhibition at the Vancouver Art Gallery on Monday. This feels like you have distilled his work into a poem. Your comment below to JSL seems contrary to the message above. There can be no resolution without introspection and subsequent communication. There have been times in my life I have felt enlightened and later realized I was merely scratching the surface. You have a way of digging into the rawness of humanity which is admirable. Justin Bordner July 30, 2014 at 1:19 PM Thank you for brining your wisdom to this poem Richard. He and I are learning from each other. The poem and statements below are not in conflict though, they are actually corroborative. You would be a great friend to have in daily life. Always going forward into the Light Richard, AF&AM. J.A.B.

Carolyn Devonshire July 29, 2014 at 12:01 PM Dear Justin, Facing the truth is inevitable and your poem is packed with deep meaning and vivid description. My favorite line is "we trek within your very Soul." Also like the snake's "scaled episodes of submission and aggression." Amen! Love, Carolyn Justin Bordner July 29, 2014 at 2:02 PM I whole heartedly agree Carolyn, but we should strive to comprehend the truth of our actions in our current lives before the review and teaching in the Afterlife. There remains so much time for this individual to raise his frequency to a more honest and loving level. Thank you for acknowledging the essence of this poem, to see your soul, I believe in a somewhat severe way I have helped him do this Carolyn...J.A.B.

Laura Breidenthal July 29, 2014 at 4:33 AM I really needed your poetry tonight... such beauty and comfort in your words. Highly admirable dedication Justin...Thank you. Always, Laura Justin Bordner July 29, 2014 at 1:56 PM We have grown so much stronger together Laura, revealed beautiful and robust new paths of Light. Sometimes we must be shocked by truth to appreciate It. This dedication is a final gift of soul medicine. Thanks for being my marvelous friend Laura...J.A.B.

Laura Breidenthal July 29, 2014 at 4:32 AM "you will writhe wildly from the harrowing healing leeching into your concepts of self control, graceful in absorbtion of Truth's attrition" Love that... "your face Brother, look long into the shimmer of sorrow become the old, tattooed you are like a snake's skin checkered and beautiful with scaled episodes of submission and aggression, dying to be Divine" Very admirable and comforting work. "No exit of ease"..but the truth will get you through. Justin Bordner July 29, 2014 at 1:48 PM I can always rely on your fecund mind to explore all the intricacies of my poetry Laura, and I thank you dearly. The two pillars of Truth are awareness of, and making the determination of how we can create a stronger and more constructive truth of ourselves, for ourselves and for the elevation of other, in the process giving respect to Deity. This is my honest objective. J.A.B.

Poet Destroyer A July 27, 2014 at 6:10 PM WOW! WOW!, Justin, Now that's a poem. Everything about this poem hits home... WOW! I'm not talking about the brother thing. AMAZNIG! ...Linda Justin Bordner July 27, 2014 at 7:38 PM This poem of moral character has import for everyone Linda, although it is intended to help an individual I know grow into a more postive person. I suppose its what people would call " Tuff Love ". You have the experience and wisdom of a Queen, I am grateful for your attention my Sphinx, thank you. J.A.B.

David Nickle Read July 26, 2014 at 3:40 PM After reading that I guess you don't need people to tell you that it's a work of art, so I'll say this, I like it a lot and I admire the message therein. I'm gonna go and read some more of your words man, Thank you. Justin Bordner July 27, 2014 at 7:32 PM Poetry is all about heightened awareness David. Drawing attention to the soul is our endeavor as Artist my friend. I am eager to read your work. J.A.B.

Anne-Lise Andresen July 26, 2014 at 2:12 PM - Justin .... I've read this three times now ..... and it impresses me greatly!! - Can not find the right words ...... "Woooooow" becomes too poor!! - Thanks for visiting several of my small ("kitchen table poems" :) - Wishing you a great weekend. - oxox // Anne-Lise :) Justin Bordner July 27, 2014 at 7:27 PM I created this poem as a teaching lesson for someone I care about Anne. I hope it finds his heart and enables him to grow. There is a real dignity and liberation in your poetry Anne. J.A.B.

Eileen Manassian July 26, 2014 at 11:50 AM Justin.... :) Jslambert Mister Roboto July 27, 2014 at 7:56 PM I won't comment anymore for' now I know not to. I did send two letters of inquiry and apology in attempt to learn a lesson from whatever I did to hurt you. If you think I was being hateful towards you, I am afraid there is a mistake. When a person wrongs someone, it is good to know what they did. Sorry again. Justin Bordner July 27, 2014 at 7:22 PM I made this poem for you JSL. I want you to learn well about yourself from it. You are not welcome to comment on my work. If you have any self respect you will cease commenting through the reply option. I have Blocked you because I am no longer interested in your opinions. Thank you. J.A.B. Jslambert Mister Roboto July 26, 2014 at 9:07 PM I love this poem Eileen Manassian July 26, 2014 at 12:46 PM Thanks! Looks much better on FB! So many likers! ;) These avatars don't show a thing! Thanks for the compliment. I look like a Spanish Dancer! Justin Bordner July 26, 2014 at 12:42 PM My Father told me he chose for me the name Justin because it translates into Justice, and that in many ways I'd bring justice into the world Eileen...J.A.B. P.s. I like your rose!