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Created this for a blog, but I am unncertain as there's an absence of accountabilty that would assure me of the values that I've delineated, has been ascertained.
I've effected a furtherance exposing other pertinent facts that solidfy this word: Equivocal, having a basic compound valued word, thusly, have more than one meaning.
That became the manna from Heaven, taught to us by those missionaries being one of those subclasses, became a breather/a cutting edge, for the Hawaiian language to accommodate the variable classes besides those missionaries.
Their were whalers who were infamous users of their catch-phrases, Chinese broken-English, a nine-year-old-English, and it goes on.
"How do you say , Hello"--Aloha, "Goodbye"--Aloha, "I love you"--Aloha, "To that guy"--Aloha, "And that girl"--Aloha, "So their sex don't matter"--Oh sex, much Aloha.
Levity, but it does point a true beneficial factor. Chaos needed a directive, simplify matters by conquering their language and dividing it. This was part of my theoretical thesis for my psychology class exam at the Uni.
Gallimaufry of linkedin words appeal,
(particularly spoken by renown orator)
'cept when unnamed poetaster afflicted
with chatterbox syndrome,
nonetheless deliberate effected
muzzle restraint imposed
suppressing groundswell analogous
to swollen dam bursting at seams
tongue kickstarts controlled regulator
tripping baffling babbling brook,
sans (cheesy) mouth trap
conscious effort required
maintaining exhausting mental vigilance
attention oriented toward "active listening"
chiming into conversation
when casually addressed
quasi Uber tracking,
sustaining, rendering...
pondering dialogue deliberating,
mustering, aiming, firing...
apropos response adhering
to utmost strictures de rigor,
versus loosing (in the sky)
scattershot poppycock
offbase blatherskite, asper
topic under discussion
synchronicity satisfies peculiar
personal logical paradigm,
despite senseless compulsive predilection
condemning premature ejaculation
plus crosstalk as penultimate transgression
pertaining to papa blurting
asynchronous interjection
consigning tight lipped penance
penile solitude condoned
should predicated persistent plague
prevail attributing penuriousness
lame excuse pardoning yours truly
remote possibility, threatening
spurious spontaneous splendiferous
albeit ill timed unspeakable retort
with hot sealing wax - most wicked
verbal utterance arrogantly
perforating, piercing, protruding,
puckering... two lips
escaping out mouth
more rapid than witnessing
the quick brown fox
jumps over the lazy dog.
Synergy
feels Earth is flat
two-dimensional
monolinear to me
While my life time line
inevitably moves from original eternity
through magical recreation effects
from empty cause
toward monotheistic EarthBright
completion light
exhaustion
caused and effected back again
into entropic dualdark chaos
By way of enlightening
and empowering bicameral contrast
Integrity
speaks four fractally
half-octave
impassioned dimensionally
Robust and elegant integrity
includes polymathic binomials
like polytheistic Heavens and monoculturing Hell,
Sacred Cooperatives and Desecrating Dogmatic Competition
To reconnect wealthy re-ligions
of health restorative sciences
Above and below, and bilocational Theo/EcoLogic
inside and outside, and bilateral nonviolent communication systemic
pleasure and pain, and balancing in-between health/wealth sufficient justice
found and lost, and democratic EarthPeace won
full and empty, and omnisciently enlightening empowerment,
left deductive thoughts and right inductive feelings, and bicameral balance
Rational space and irrational multiculturing integral time,
and span-rationally developing spacetime fractals,
individual and relational,
and correlational co-revolving wave circling events
cause and effect, and survival causally effecting win/win thrival
black and white, and full-spectral
color wheels and sound octaves,
and dynamic spiraling multicolors
of red war and green peace mystery,
and polyculturally unfolding octaves
of dynamic health/wealth
co-evolving ecopolitical history
Male and female, and bisensory-neural system story
regenerative and degenerative, and polyregender mystically
yes and no, and not not integral energy
Politically enlightening balance
for local cooperative wealth narratives,
And also economically empowering
global intersectional health stories
of GoldenRules
internationally win/win applied,
practiced,
green cooperatively inhaled
and blue/red integrity exhaled
together ultra-nonvioletly
Restoring bicameral dynamic
four-dimensional synergetic season systems
developing cooperative co-investment
perennial healthy wealth nurturing
nature/spirit compassionate
timelessly indigenous
integrity.
Ignorant, is not my identity in my struggle for my race.
Damaged, is not my identity by the disparaging arrows flung at me.
Effected, is not my identity to the wickedness of man.
Negligent, is not my identity as a moral human being.
Tattered, is not my identity.
Impatient, is not my identity to the slow walk in my ancestor's shoes.
Transparent, is not my identity.
Yes, it is not my identity to be caught up in the windmills of others' minds.
Ideology, my identity is invested.
Distinguished is my identity in my faith in the almighty God.
Emancipated is my identity from a life of mental oppression and inhibition.
Navigated am I with a strong will to be a part of a struggle for justice.
Tenacity is my identity.
Ignited is my identity blazed in the hope of a change.
Tagged is my identity by the history of my culture.
Youthful optimism is one of the many facets of my identity.
copyright 2016
Colossians 3:15
And let the peace of God rule in your hearts, to the which also ye are called in one body, and be ye thankful.
Music has always influenced my mind
it was something way down inside
my musical girls I would see every night
full-size posters on bedroom, I could confide
Olivia Newton-John following on 'Country Roads'
I felt 'So Hopelessly Devoted To You'
having seen 'Grease' on many occasions
so 'Physical' it felt 'I Need Love' too
Kate Bush rises me on 'Wuthering Heights'
such a haunting voice makes me 'Wow'
follow this beau 'Running Up That Hill'
dressed in black so stunning wets my brow
Debbie Harry made me always 'Dreaming'
'One Way Or Another' was of Blondie fame
'Heart Of Glass' stunned me to 'Rapture'
this New York babe made me never the same
This was me in late teens to early 20s
effected musically by my poster girls
even now love their voices to hear again
just memorising fills me with thrills
(I am going back in time to write a poem about my music collection that affected your life growing up and they were my poster girls.)
.
Some strong emotion
touched my mind today
it wasn't quite expected
and was quickly pushed away
then later as the evening passed
the thought that harvested emotion
intruded on every thought that entered
my awareness
and pressed for recognition
this thought was not a thought of harm
in fact was intended to inspire
this thought that reaped a harvest of fear and hurt
was simply stated
find happy
and now as evening passes
into morning
I quietly asses
the thoughts that help me
to be happy
and can tell that they too
cause distress
for although the memories
from within the fields of my mind
often find a way to feed
some hunger
they also seem to be a plague
that tears my heart asunder
how is it that a happy thought
can lead to so much destruction
that at one point you're laughing
and have cramps in your face
and tummy
and the next you're crying
and hurt all over
after going through a period
of disconnect
and feeling a storm build despite
the elements from climate control
why is it so surprising that
one thought
could cause such a LOSS of control
Even now a scientist may wish
for climate control
But a thing as simple as the beat
of a butterfly wing
as small
throws even the best plans off
Then why should a thought of control
not be effected
by the similar
the beat of one butterfly wing
the same as one phrase
is small, yes
but is not insignificant
I have learned over time
that control is an illusion
so why I thought my mind
protected
eludes me still
A thought becomes that tiny spark
that transforms into emotion
the trick is in turning the effects
into something useful
I guess what I can take from this
is that not everything can be contained and controlled
and what I am given
that is loosed in my mind
can be turned into something of value
its worth greater
that its weight in gold
a thought of inspiration
may indeed sometimes cause
hurt
but taking time to be AWARE
will help you grow
and help you learn to acknowledge the hurt
to live
to accept the moment
to not push it unwanted away
and with those thoughts
the inspired words
find happy
you learn to be happy
The light shining from the lamp cast shadows in the room. Shadows that left empty spaces,
darkened.
Memories of the few happy times slowly work their way through his mind. He thinks he's the
only one who sits and thinks of what could've been. Is he though?
A shadow is all that's left for him to dream by. The light, still there, is warm and yet not
enough. The reasons aren't enough to stop the memories from making him want more of the
same yet he holds himself back each time.
Words spoken aren't seen as arrows that shoot like piercing spears. And so he sits. Effected,
yet not. For a memory is only as strong as the light that makes the shadow fall.
Form:
How can I say goodbye Dad?
I have been blessed to have known you since birth
You were my sunshine on an overcast day..
I was the apple of your eye..
Your smile was contagious along with your laughter..
You had a heart of gold..
As your heart was filled with love, compassion, and kindness..
Through infancy and growing pains
Through teen years and adulthood..
You have given me unconditional love and support..
The beauty of your optimism was an epidemic..
Everyone of us had been effected by your optimism..
I married had a wonderful son..
Your very first grandchild..
You had passed on your unconditional love to him..
You have given my son the gift of love..
Because of you Dad, my son had grown into an Outstanding young man..
The inspiration of my son..
You were..
Dad you were my shining star ..
You illuminated my entire life..
I miss you Dad..
Dad how can I say goodbye..
For you have given me life..
I miss that twinkle in your loving eyes..
Dad how can I say goodbye..
You were gone within a blink of an eye..
So Dad I need not say goodbye..
Because you see..
Dad..
We shall reunite again someday..
Eternally..
This above free verse is dedicated to my best friend..
Her Dear Father had just recently passed away..
WANTED
Vick The King Solomon,
Trinity of creativity soul in one,
"Ade" is the crown that gives sceptre to Royalty,
Royalty is to kingship but fails without wisdom
And wisdom of King Solomon lives on in this kingdom.
The gravity of such embellishment lies
In creativity & fast becoming the cynosure of all eyes.
I won't be submerged in endless triumph of wise fools
Cos the fool that is loosed is now the man on the loose
Who stole the mind of a ready writer
The world watches what you're running after
But your prayer makes you a player
In the race of life you were once a stranger,
Mighty tanks crows in pyre wood smoke clouds
But by the world's savvy all sink and drowns
Instead of sticking to the world's expectations
But stealing souls for the price of the high calling stations
Is the crime that warrants world's condemnations,
Divine wisdom your nothingness
Instead, your ultimate intelligence
To the world watching the wanted
This has to be divine ignorance effected,
To the best of my knowledge, for instance
Is the degree of my known ignorance.
VickWizzy
Vick Manuel Poetry {VMP}
Copyright ©30th April, 2018.
I saw society drain away to the gutter on the street
How I wished I could help the disheartened ones we meet
Everyone effected by the thoughtless acts of disregard.
Passion within to change this soulless way, how avant-garde
Needing to pursue my passion for the greater good
Never fearing the negativity upheld, loved ones would
Joining an organisation that gave me a grant to make the change
The power to be compassionate to humanity in a grand range.
Polished boots, razor sharp creases, keen from the first moment
Wanting to change the lives of everyone, even if it’s atonement
Years on, finding out its money for the same old rope
Hungry for fulfilment, I need to stop this fear, and give all hope
Communities fearing the violence from demoralised youths
“Nothing to do” is the reply, none of these words are home truths
Street culture, such a powerful way of life, this is all they know
Searched by authority, a much needed but negative show
My Kind-heartedness was passion, I’m now in a moral debate
Supporting victims of crime, but wanting to put suspects straight
Humanity is a single word, so we must help one another to stand tall
This is now my agenda, dedication to build a safer future for all
Endless hours writing to governing bodies to see my radical approach
Youth engagement with sports, that’s where I became a dodge ball coach.
Promotion in the field of sports to brake down barriers with kids
Work will never end with constant battles with funding all those bids
My life is dedicated now to change the world, as we all know it
This pure heart is with the victims of crime, and the ones who commit
We must guide the misguided as they only see what we show them
Wholeheartedness, lets do this together, or we are the ones to condemn
For Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen contest "Kindheartedness"