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fastened to the ground, with feet and hands tied, the objects i was watching were, not the plain simple silhouetted images, thrown on the partially fallen mud wall, in Plato’s cave but gaudily colorful quickly revolving images on the vast screen
the images, were overwhelming, dazzling, blinding my eyes
the air in a cave should stand still, stuffy and heavy, even merancholic;
this cave was different, it was filled with inharmonious bursting sounds,
enough to tear the eardrums to pieces
in the dilemma of the cave, i cannot sit still and listen, or watch
all these complications, so i broke the chains and rushed out from
the cave to see the world outside i never saw
lo and behold! everything in nature embraces one another
it becomes a one huge boundless unit but not a wholeness
in one accord
all are mingled as one in the darkness of a sunless sky,
black is the darkness before the sun, before its time to rise
from the other side of a deeply sunken horizon,
waiting, though useless, a day calls, a tomorrow yet to come
Married life was easy and I dearly loved my wife
We thought about the next step we would take
She brought up having children, and adding to our life
We never thought could be a huge mistake :)
The sickness started early, no meal would stay down
The cramps could make it difficult to walk
Her face would be a thundercloud, never even seen her frown
Now asking her to dance would make her baulk
The end of the first trimester, time to go and see the Doc
She said the Ultrasound's more painful than a birth
Of course she had never had a baby, okay for her to mock
The main thing that concerned her was her girth
As time went on I noticed that she stood up very straight
Maybe even sort of was bent back
When we were going somewhere, we were mostly late
I think we were regarded as quite slack
Then from out of nowhere, there is water running down
Started as a trickle then a flood
For Pete's sake get the car out, it is time to go to town
She waited on the grass, it turned to mud
I charged into the hospital, but left her in the car
I could feel the panic start to reign
Just fill out these forms young man, you are not the star
Then go back out to your car again
I went back out to get her, I took a chair with wheels
By now it was a job to get her in
I tried to reassure her, you look better that it feels
I got a dirty look, there was no grin
She's lying in the bed and has me in a grip of death
The look could sure transform me into stone
As if the cause was down to me, and with her dying breath
She would completely tear my heart out with a moan
Nurse says, " the little one is coming, I can see the head"
Won't be too long now and all is done
I didn't hear a single word, passed out on another bed
From simple plans, the Complications come
Soul passion is not a simple task.
This is grasped as a soulful bask,
To reserve one's sound mind and soul,
To your loved ones, but not a hack.
They set down those blessed vows as rule,
In a precise scheme, that's the goal,
Since the pen-pusher by now knew,
I don't dismiss the budding role.
Spot our bloodline evolved and grew,
When our souls stand, sorely renew,
Our feelings may become muddled,
With the one, we esteem for true.
Life's chore complications crumbled,
May seldom grasp its rate stumbled,
And shepherd a partner or spouse,
Too wide, gloom, and bleak shaft fumbled.
Although, we relinquish word swears,
To be prized, esteemed with obeys,
to discard each other as well,
our arduous traipse continues.
Our sound bodies are shaped well,
that's why many of us can tell,
In the sort of low dust and grime,
Into the scum of smeared lust, dull.
So, within, there is creed sublime,
Stumbles is near the end of time,
It discloses straight to our thoughts,
And unholy erects in slime.
Attempting to maintain our wrought,
Is challenging without a brought,
One should reach out to the other,
And squabbles should be held as naught.
Such misgivings may be utter,
Despite this, your tongue is tender,
Those who have shown anxiety,
have a rough time seemly hover.
Ne'er deem without proof utterly,
Or to be selfish and greedy,
Doubt is a marked first point of this,
We judge that evil eats, truly.
Don't put your faith in people's glitz,
Since he, too, is made of brain blitz,
Believe in God with all your heart,
He'll view through, stow you on the ritz.
Written: May 11, 2022
There have been at least two people in our church who have committed suicide. A gentleman; a lady; both of whom were more acquaintances than friends. As I recall, their death occurred within a couple years of each other. I know both of their families well and see them often.
Their families are now real friends of my family.
The young lady had two surviving minor children, a boy and a girl who are being well cared for by their grandparents. The gentleman left behind a greeving wife who had also lost a son to drugs less that a year prior. Her husband, the father of the deceased son, overwhelmed by the death of their son, took his life at the son's grave site. It is very difficult to think about, but the surviving wife and mother is such an inspiration.
I have never studied anything about suicide, and have not directly done anything to prevent it. Regular attendees of our church, both parties mentioned above were very loved by their families. Our membership is about 700 people consisting of many small groups who gather for study, prayer, and fellowship. Somehow, they fell between the tracks; we failed to prevent it; nor did we even see it coming. I do not sense that there was insensitivity nor an insufficiency of love. So often 'life and death' are filled with complexities and complications. It is very difficult to prevent something you have no idea is about to happen. My experience in this area is very limited. Would to God there was more that I could say or bring to this table of despair.
Suicides; can we prevent them? Some, we can; most, perhaps not; but we must never cease to try. In the darkest places, there is somewhere a light. Somewhere, there is a spark to ignite a troubled soul, and to shout out the love to ignite the light.
The one suggestion I offer is that we dare to engage and connect with people of all types and persuasions, whether they are socialites or loners. Nothing fights and conquers fear and loneliness like love; and although love indeed projects emotions; it is 'an action word' with far more 'prevention power' than any other word in existence.
09152017 PS Contest, Suicide Prevention Month, Laura Loo
From the very first time, you hold your child
Their first gift is your heart forever,
The love you give and they return
Is the bond that will hold you together
Throughout their life, your love will be
A light that guides their way
The beacon aglow in the darkness
Should they ever go astray,
Your love will give them courage
When the way ahead is unclear
And will give them strength, when needed
To help overcome their fear,
Your love will accept them for who they are
Whatever they say or do
Your love will forgive unreservedly
Because they are a part of you,
It’s a love that will know no barriers
Have no bounds, no expectations
Your love will be unconditional,
Pure, with no complications
A love that remains as constant
As the stars in the heaven above
A gift no money on earth can buy,
The gift of a mother’s love.
I’m stir crazy in here and we’ve waited much too long,
we’ve got a map full of dates and a dozen awesome songs,
just wanna get on the road and bring this show to you,
there ain’t no better job, and we are the lucky few.
We’ll be cruising the nations,
don’t need no reservations,
screw all the complications,
I don’t care where we might go.
We’ll be out entertaining,
no use keeping them waiting,
they’ll all be celebration,
anywhere that we may go.
We’ve got the latest pyro and the amplifiers warm,
give the fans what they want and take their hearts by storm,
we’ll give you a hot evening so best bring your girl along,
can’t guarantee nothing, but your chances will be strong.
We’ll be touring the nation,
forget your aggravations,
we’ll be rockin’ and ravin’,
anywhere that we may go.
Gonna leave you all reeling,
when the guitars are squealing,
we all know what you’re feeling,
anywhere that me may go.
You work, study, and struggle; you’re keeping on the lights,
we want to give an escape to the folks who do it right,
let’s get this show going, go get yourselves a beer,
you all want an awesome night and it’s happening here!
We’ll be touring the nation,
forget your aggravations,
we’ll be rockin’ and ravin’,
anywhere that we may go.
Gonna leave you all reeling,
when the guitars are squealing,
we all know what you’re feeling,
anywhere that me may go.
2/24/16
Made my own observations
While following through on obligations
Certain materials came into contact with the process of oxidation
As I always respected conservation
Unfortunatley the same could not be said for all occupations
And methods of operation
Realize this bit of ancient knowledge, many conversations
Got lost in translation, all across the basins and nations
You could make a never ending story of compilations
Life came with unlimited combinations
Of complications
But it was never enough to break my concentration
Spirit or willpower, as I stared up at the constellations
Above cities with high populations
I made my own modifications
Through many optimizations
I understood that many desired accomodations
And strictly believed in consecrations
I could never respect or help anyone interested in world domination
Or narcissism and self-nomination
Especially if they speak of others like an abomination
I'm so very far from religious, but I can tell you now with a certain degree of confidence
And a much higher consciousness
That will lead you to a path of eternal condemnation
By: Dalton Ogletree
I was a good Buddhist jack tar,
Confident to sail this ocean of time alone,
All desire renounced and stowed away
Like smuggled cargo I pretend is legal trade.
I was well-practiced in the art of navigating perils,
Steering clear of revenue cutters, hostile native islanders,
And other such threatening complications.
Now has a typhoon struck that threatens contentment,
The swells have made me dizzy
And my sea legs seem uncertain
As I ride Poseidon’s roller coaster sick as a lubber,
An unlucky smuggler caught in the act
Of feeling long dormant desires stage mutiny
And relieve me of command of my senses,
Lusting after that other salty wonder.
VECTOR
I am scalable Because I am measurable. I have a magnitude, which I express it in unit with gratitude. Physcists call me Scalar, maths make me popular.
I am also scalable with direction, For my complete specification. My direction is significant, magnitude too is important. An arrow is placed on my head, It’s my sign, as Vector I lead.
Vector algebra is interesting, all problems start resolving. My addition is commutative, Needless to say even associative and distributive. Dot Product is Scalar, Cross Product is vector.
Vector gradient , makes scalar field variant. Divergence causes Net flux per unit volume, Then fluids automatically spume. Curl results in fluid rotation, leading to whirlpool detection.
Vector algebra is meant for solutions To all natural phenomenal complications. The applications lie in all dynamics. scientists stores them as informatics.
A centipede found its way into our home
My hairs stood on end for hours on end!
And while we tried learning about it on Google search,
in a dark and damp crevice it made its perch
All the cyber net did was to amplify my fears
It also yielded that our azure electric-blue vermin
was quite hot on the market
Making me wonder how people could fancy
such a nightmarish pet!
For this wasn't just any pest
This had hazardous venom
I fearfully wondered if they had
its antidote serum.
We couldn't just ignore
a pair of painful pincers on the loose
There wasn't way to rope those
like bull horns in a noose.
Here was a venomous predator
complete with stinging apparatus
Its bite portended pain
and complications humongous!
It did appear to have those rumoured hundred segments
but count scaredy me out from counting those myriad ligaments.
This insectivore when we tried then to shoo,
with lightning speed it zig-zagged out of view!
So now it lurks but we can't find it anywhere
and gosh its stingers triple their size in my nightmare!
besides leaving us with a proliferation scare.!
And but timid me thanked God once again
to my great relief how thoughtful of Him indeed
to create venomous creatures that inflict stinging pain
but atleast are unable to zoom in flying at us at flying speed! .
(a flyin scorpion, centipede wud have been far more terrifyin n dangerous eh) .