420.
We are Called to be Holy
Catholics are Christians who have a unique calling
To the whole world their faith they must bring
For it is of Christ, by Christ & for Christ
Whose blood & flesh for us He sacrificed
So to Him we must dedicate all our labors
From land to lands, sky to skies, shore to shores
We can all be His saints, we can all be holy!
-12/05/2015
(Dumarao)
*27th Daily Reflection from Catechism Booklet
There is only one time when I’ll need you;
Like Ice cream doesn’t need a banana.
So, until I do, or the ice cream does,
I will be on this side of Havana.
420
4 - fortify your love
He said to her
Cos now we are fruitful
Let your heart be true
Cos we have gone along way
To have a family now
You have always been here
And all I am now I can't be
With out loving you
Me and you two kids
4 wonder family
2- two of us are now friends again
Just like from the start
Despite all we've shared
This long years
We are now separate in watch
We use to be 4
Now we break like
420
We clash down like a stock market
A man with out his wife and kids
Yet life must go one
Despite not easy lossing a family with you
0- life is like a zero
Never say never
Cos who will ever think
We can fall from 4 to nothing
Broken promises
Broken hearts
Has cost us a broken home
And now I can never say never
Despite your good intentions
Nothing last forever
At the end life is like a zero
Dedication to broken homes and
Divorces
Were broken hearts speaks
In obvious silence
I was rudely interrupted by white people,
But it was there dream of the 420,
A place that pacified everyone on the path of discovery,
A place where even Hitler survived,
Sharing input that we all could use to define,
I was on the battlefield of Narnia,
A place of routine cycle,
Mother nature's way of keeping this place a fight though,
I like it but the whites called it hell,
So they said drop weapons and tell,
Tell the tale of the immortals,
I did,
Dammit man my Astral body is in a plain,
Only cowards have existed,
This isn't sain whoever had wished,
Suffering is a way to recreate a lost flame,
In doing so we create energy we can use to even revitalize a brain,
I'm telling you I've worked everyday and I can still dream,
But it took sacrifices that I cared about,
Because life has to be mean,
I'm talking true disappointment that I lived in and shame,
To still become Damien on the other plain,
Go into the mirror and stare at your core,
Then stare into your eyes if your not alive,
Be patient a little more.
1.Family tree me bapu ya chachu ki hasiyat say entry karvao.
2.Intruder honay kay bavajod family ka hisa ban jao.
3.Biological parents kay guzartay hi ladka ladki ko khalas.
4.Ab waris ban kay sari jama ponji lay uro.
5.Don level kay logon ki DG level kay afsaron say dosti.
Note.Every game has end and I am the end of your game.
I used to stay out at somebody's club, strippers was the only loves I known, but you cut me off on 420 that specific night and saved me from being all alone, the bartender said they were out of Patron, you bought me back from the ledge 1800 will have me on the edge, but you're as sweet as strawberry pie when I take a dab, I held my breath as long as I could and gave you everything I had, you're as smooth as Patron & Ginger ale, Keisha if I don't keep you around I truly failed, I been in every bar in the city, I found three or four girls quite as pretty, but my heart is ready to push my body out the window, I'm in love with that good Endo, you're as smooth as Patron & Ginger ale, but Keisha if I lost you I truly failed, you're as sweet as watermelon out the refrigerator, after a long day you're my liberator, your attitude is as unpredictable as this edible I just ate, they say it takes a hour but I'm a Viking I never wait,strippers were the only loves I known, but you cut me off that 420 and saved me from being all alone, Keisha don't ever leave my side, always say you'll roll up and ride
they say weed is bad
but i say oh well
because it helps out people
when they are going through hell
they have deprssion
even anxity
but when it comes to
smoking a blunt i dont really care
weed is not a drug
cause it grows every were
if u want to agrue
just keep quite and smoke this little blunt
come talk to me after
and see how u fell
well not much i can say
cause if u somke weed every day
u wont have to take pills
it wont ever be the same
cause i got some dro
that will knock u out in just one hit
people smoke weed so dont get all mad
god put in the ground so are u say he is bad.
you dont have to add anything or take away
just go to the garden and have ur way
take as much as you want
cause i know ur pain
you fell like all is lost
and u fell like giving up
dont take any more pills
not at all i say
just smoke a dro blunt
and u life will be better
in ever single way
trust me i know
cause i love to get high
ever second of the day
oh and happy 420
smoke one for me today
Backyard summer time blazing,
jiggers packed down with precision.
First few thoughts, simply amazing,
prepping my mind for tunnel vision.
Roller coasting beyond the storm,
strapped into buzzed up seats.
Lungs that feel so smokey warm,
drum line chorus heart beats.
Eyes that bleed without blood,
cheekbones relaxed, muscles calm.
Shaking up and grinding that bud,
measuring blindly inside a palm.
Four doobies now long forgotten,
sentences that flow without tense.
Drier taste and mouths of cotton,
the world around makes no sense.
Bags of twinkies, chocolate chips,
vanilla pudding and toast bread.
Hunger dangling from cracked lips,
spiral imaginings inside my head.
Numbness fading and reality wins,
five pounds heavier than before.
Until tomorrow when it again begins,
fourty ounces locked in a drawer.
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