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“looking back, I’m ashamed of what I was
I’m different now, though not without flaws
Each crest becomes a trough, as we move on
God slowly steers soul towards a new dawn”
I was a dusty carpet always ignoring abuse, it was being piled
never differentiating between a real friend and an opportunist
I always made sure I gave others more then I gave myself,
my heart was always a blood bath and my soul hurt like hell
At the age of thirty six I began my journey with a therapist
who found the little girl in me and helped her rise again
Locked inside a suitcase at six, the world to me was closed
I started living again, this time I became my own best friend
I learned to say no when I meant no and yes when I meant yes
there were adjustments along the way, with family and friends
but sooner or later they came to realize I had seen a new dawn
and I wasn't going to be used as a runner for their dirty feet
God slowly steered my heart towards a wholesome love of self,
after freeing my soul I embraced the fire and began living again.
Differentiating
Seems
And seems not
To make sense of
What appears to be
Happening..
If not..nothing
Has been sensed
Which makes
Absolutely
No sense...
differentiating breath sensations
left channel cool, right warm
converging between the eyebrows
conjuring within, a bliss storm
meanwhile, random thoughts arise
as a white dove comes into view
oceanic waves replay their refrains
the witness has no puzzles to sew
*war!! war!! war!!*
War will only tear,
make people live in fear,
so brethren’s be aware.
war brings death,
some have to loose teeth,
war does not sooth.
we are one blood, one nation,
so lets have ve+ reaction,
without race or denomination.
may thy peace reign,
let it fall like drops of rain,
love be found in our vein.
war is all about thinking,
make peace and unity the king,
have power of differentiating.
If we must, lets fight hunger,
And learn to control anger,
From it, comes danger.
let us all preach peace,
tell warmakers in the face,
we are one piece.
God bless all,
For peace belongs to all,
warlords must fall.
I've heard the opposite of love is indifference,
I think something different than that,
It's hate, though the hollows of nothing, far worse,
Solidified matter of fact,
Only through hate can we know of love's place,
Just as sweltering sweat makes us cold,
And the way that the moon steals sunlight for the night,
Day to dark, when cowards turn bold,
In my relative time here on Earth I have seen,
Blinding pain allows joy to exist,
And I think about life after death, God and hell,
Honestly hard to tell which is which,
I seek endlessly for answers to questions unknown,
Choose between keeping peace or to fight,
Finding yin and yang as a guide, always wrong,
But then again, never not right,
All the same, here we are, none and all, simultaneously,
Differentiating between the twos,
When one is the other, the other the one,
Dualities transcend me and you.
People in my circle,
Same interest,
Common goal,
The heart's Venn diagram,
Uniting us,
Differentiating us,
In one huge plane,
The boundaries set by nature,
Its beauty is enhanced by the variety,
Rings and shapes intertwined,
They intersect to show us,
A people crafted with peculiarities,
A people with disparate dispositions.
May 19, 2022.
Sealed within an hourglass
a shower of sand descending
scraping away my supple skin
as when one refinishes a hardwood floor
scouring off the old varnish and stain
Its grit scratching
like the claws of a cat at my corneas
already malformed before my birth
so that I was never able even as a child
to perceive the world completely clearly
everything fuzzy like a fogged mirror
and blurry about the edges
causing me difficulty differentiating
between 0, 6 and 8
a’s and e’s and o’s
I choke as it rises over my mouth and nose
Those observing my struggle to survive
from the other side of the glass smile wide
as they speak in pointless platitudes
preaching worthless, irrelevant notions
such as I should look upon each grain of sand
as a potential pearl
but I am not an oyster in the ocean
The Silence of a Library
David J Walker
Here is where I will live
Beyond the fear
of the coming death
And its imagined motif
Find me on 26th street
at the park with my friends on
a cool summer evening
laughing about the coming
unfamiliar days we fear
Some design their own white robes and
Gilded ropes braided around their waists
differentiating the
gender of cherubs
Some accept the silence and
the blackness of the nothingness
of not knowing
Some await the inevitable alternative universe
Created to suit the nature of the attendants
Some practice the celibacy and the silence of
The library with books to confirm their convictions
But we will play volleyball as the sunsets
And the temperature drops
The lights come on automatically
And we play until the dawn and
Fall asleep between the swing sets
We like to play
And so we do
In stillness sway
Aliveness renew
We make a game
Of everything we do
Watching wax & wane
Of each pulse anew
Beginning of the itch
The urge to scratch
Allowing the twitch
We are our own match
Differentiating intent
At half breath cessation
The pauses potent
At inhalation & exhalation
Lips opening to sip
A pause pregnant
Into the tea they dip
The gulp too expectant
We look in the mirror
Beyond outer appearance
A spasmatic bliss tremor
Reveals our innocence
09-August-2020
Thinker thinking
A doer doing
Meditator meditating
Non-doer doing
Thus differentiating
Aspects of disassociating
Likewise observed by observer
Yet the mind does filter
Whilst transcendence
Requires pristine innocence
Not a doing or non-doing
But a happening
When we cease to size
And simply vaporise
Being to become bliss
The That Oneness timeless
A singularity as entirety
Beyond space & time so infinity
The return
Uncertain
For who goes and who comes
When there is only One
My friend, do you know me?
I am a Pharisee
No, not per the dictionary
Which mischaracterizes my beliefs and me
For while he keeps the tradition, it's true
A Pharisee's an ever-evolving Jew
He delves deep into the Talmud to learn the ways
to deal with the problems of the world today
Thanks to the Pharisees a Jewish-Israeli farmer
can halakhically* 'Sabbath-milk' a cow in its barn, or
devotedly observe Passover or Yom Kippur
be he in the jungle, outer space, or Kuala Lumpur
What's more, be it abortion, euthanasia or homosexuality
the Talmud treats current issues of controversiality --
A Pharisee views the times in light of the Talmud, you see
~ differentiating his faith from Hebraic-Christianity**
________________________________________________
* halakhically = in accordance with Jewish Law, in this case
the laws of the Sabbath
** Practitioners (for a few generations after Jesus Christ)
were known as Hebrew-Christians.
Humanity - tormentor of my dreams
I discovered the people diverse the scream
Limitlessness - limitlessness - limitlessness!
My ephemerality I could not awaken limitlessness
Take thy transcendence from out my heart aching
I crave the human, humane humanness breaking
And the universality never transcending, man's pretending
I crave the dialectic, divine deliverance
I threw my otherness upon the floor with indifference
And the consumers never differentiating
It was hardcore, more so, galore while contemplating
While I pondered, totalitarian and your humanity
Suddenly, I heard some labeling
Only this and a totalitarianism
That moment my soul grew cultist
I discovered the members unlisted
I threw my civilization upon the floor
Do you like embers, men ignore
The annexationist brought such sorrow
I crave the mystic, monarchical democracy borrowed
That fundamentalist, fundamentalist civilizing
Much I marveled this inclusive individualization
And so I screamed, 'Is that a extremity?'
That druid, druidic colonizing
And the civilizations never democratizing
Still is fraternizing, still is extremity fraternizing humanity
ARTICULATING.
SPECULATING.
DIFFERENTIATING.
DISINTEGRATING,
OF THINKING OF A NEW YEAR APPROACHING.
DREAMING.
DESIRING,
OF A MORE HARMONIOUS FUTURE,
OF A MORE PRESENT NOW,
AND OF A MORE RESOLVED PAST.
OUR PATH IS SET NOW,
WITH MANY CHOICES ALONG THE WAY.
ALL WE NEED IS THE COURAGE TO MOVE FORWARD.
LET'S WELCOME THIS NEW YEAR,
WITH LOVE,
AN OPEN HEART,
AND PEACE.
WRITTEN BY, CHADWICK ANDREW VINCENT
DECEMBER 31, 2017.
What is self magnified, but life
longing an impossible dream,
a tickling of inner cravings
as the voice of imaged splendor,
wherewithal's purpose
flourished in veritable endeavors
of stylistic appropriations,
realistically mediating 'tween desire's
yearning amidst clouded vapors
dispersing recognition beyond
declarations of id's odyssey,
an ideal in ego's transformation
that which awakens
substantial sustenance
nourishing a spirited nature,
a psychic boon, abstruse or surreal
motivating individuality's
creative impulses
differentiating experience's of
uncoordinated instinctual trends
amid uniqueness of the ultimate animus,
'roused beyond mind-blowing intrinsic forces
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