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Great thoughts once kissed my lobes
Before blank despair her flags raised;
And brimless hope reigned as globes
Of full-shining stars in glowing cased.
Now see what dismal desolate shells
Melancholy sulk where dreams stood;
Wherein arid future's unavailing wells
Barren gape amongst vipers’ broods.
Kind heaven upon my oblations smiled
Many long years dead when luck shone,
And winds favorably blew like lilacs wild;
Erst when juvenility lit bright hours gone.
Present times repugnant drown in bile
Hastily milked from some putrid reptile,
Their galling pungency outlasts high grit
Cowards laud in bold battles’ heroic writ.
If fair fortune's rotations should bring
A morsel of past’s elusive sweetness,
I’ll one dozen more grateful carols sing
Than did my lips under boyish harness.
The Allegory of The Cave is more than just a story about perception and experience.
Being ghosted for intelligence is an excellent example of how people only look at the surface level and of the shadows on the wall through the flames.
They have succumbed to the shadow puppets on the wall.
Being wise has always been a challenge for some people to look favorably towards to when it comes to looking for an eternal mate. People would rather find an easy person that thinks less about academics and more for the sake of sexual fantasies. Keep the fantasies within your relationship but not as a judgment call to finding a person that meets your wants as mistaken needs.
The people the wisdom will never be fooled that rush into any relationship.
Especially when that relationship is built upon physicality instead of spirituality.
The new normality of people getting into a situationship.
This is the painting of the soul and the heart in the form of a rigid casualty.
When a person leaves you for your being smarter than them, then let them go. Go and become the man you need to be for the woman you need. They will not be the woman you need because they have refused to see the value in you and refused to build a bridge with you. What they have done cannot be undone.
Once they ghosted me, I found others that would take their place and be the people that help me grow. How many of you are in the same situation? You may believe that your life is over, well, the truth is that your life is beginning.
Their mind is based on instant gratification. When it falls apart that is when they will come back; however, do not treat them as the prize. They will be the destroyer of your soul if you allow them to come in to your life. A parasite they have become. Cast them off and into the fire.
The fire is cleansing
The fire is the past
The statue you see on the wall through the fire is what they are.
A piece of your life that was holding you back. DO you really want to go back to the kisses of deceit?
Or
Do you want to get up and walk outside of that cave?
You have already done the walking outside of the cave. Are you sure that you want to go back in and try to change their mind. They are only sitting there for you to remain with them at a surface level of suffering.
I beg for your forbearance
For I have disregarded my faith towards You
I beg for your healing in advance
For I have disclaimed Your protection and now I’m blue
Do you notice that I’m blanketed in deep distress?
My pillow is soaked externally with unsettling tears
My good memories that bestowed hopefulness
Has been meddled with for years
Has been mistreated and replaced by insecure dreadfulness
I need shelter from the tide of despairs and fears
I’m shattered and I’m seeking Your helping hand
Receive my hushed prayer…from your throne in heaven
I’m begging for Your contentment that’s beyond grand
Receive my muffled prayer… or I’ll be stuck in this tarnished den
Do you notice that I’m spinning mad in the rivers of mystifying visions?
My unwavering boat sinks drastically with damaged gears
My bad memories that departed from my missions
Has been discarding the carefree years
Has been neglected and torn apart by dishonorable decisions
I need Your love to embrace me with jubilation and cheers
I beseech for Your mercy
For I have abused my steadfast hope towards You
I look forward to Your infinite Kingdom favorably
For I have admired Your blessings and now my dreams come true!
In Jesus’s name,
AMEN!
it seemed right
at times it caused
others to seem
as they were
right in wrong places
or wrong in right places.
what ever it was or is
whatever it could have been
they acted as they were characters
in the drama of our togetherness
some acted as if our togetherness
was essential to their happiness
and well- being, these times
are spent separating
those some found less favorably or
unattractive
or they had positioned their
selves against for reasons
that are dictated thru religious policies
policies that determine
weather a person marries or not
within his or her faith.
lesser appreciated from the charms of
others
that they might be made into Satan's.
When I first awake, I am a complete emotional blur,
unprepared for the day rhythm about to occur.
Before day unfolds, I need release trials my wake holds.
Being still, I focus until suppliant, in quiet, ever reliant.
In meditation, I block all false traps; with eyes shut,
palms up on lap, my breath grows a bright, loving light
and a beautiful, shiny white box comes into sight.
All not of truth ideal, goes in box, until concealed.
One by one, as I feel the light beam as a prayer,
all my concerns, each trouble and every care,
goes inside the glossy box until all is ensnared.
I see a lid placed and ribbons tied with flair.
Then I view loving, beautiful hands descend,
hands of more love than I can comprehend,
to take the box of my troubles and struggles
up, up and away to handle and favorably mend.
All I held is now heaven released and earth crumbled.
My peace now doubled, I am centered in joyous ways
and ready for the new day of tumbles and scuffles
to meet the joy in my smile and ease in my muscles.
... CayCay Jennings
January 1, 2018
Although I was born and raised among German aristocracy,
I feel I have blended rather well with Russian nobility.
My name changed when I converted to Russian Orthodoxy.
I am now called Catherine. I was once known as Sophie.
Despite my mother being banished from the country,
Tsarina Elizabeth looks quite favorably upon me.
However, one major item exists where I must disagree.
Duke Peter of Holstein-Gottorp is matched up with me.
Since his aunt Tsarina Elizabeth called him to court,
he has been consistent with each unwitting retort.
This buffoon has alienated many as we have few friends.
Unfortunately, he will become tsar when Elizabeth’s life ends.
He is obnoxious, overbearing, and possesses the dullest mind.
Peter can only become a tsar of the worst kind.
Besides, he is ugly with all those scars from smallpox.
He has them on his face, arms, legs, and even his buttocks.
Peter is supposed to be the sovereign of the Russians.
However, he surrounds himself with Holsteins and Prussians.
I should dispose of this menace. There has to be a way.
I must rule Russia alone as a tsarina one day.
Catherine II (aka Catherine the Great) ruled Russia from 1762 to 1796.
Life is not a game.
Our choices define who we are.
Our mistakes are not failures, but lessons to be learned.
I chose to live in truth, without lamenting.
I suffer like all human beings.
I am imperfect, but I make the effort to be fair with my fellow human beings.
Love has never made me irrational.
I demand from you unwavering loyalty.
When I met you, you were completely overwhelmed by your problems.
You sometimes humiliated me because I refused to watch you sink into depression.
I believe that, up to now, I have been patient enough.
I have no time to waste.
I was clear with you from the very beginning.
I have always expressed my feelings, my emotions, without ambiguity.
We do not live in the same city today.
I believe that desiring you is not an absurdity.
I was deeply wounded by your reaction yesterday.
I have the clear impression that you take me for a stopgap.
I cannot accept being reduced to your psychological trash bin.
Nothing is built on uncertainty.
When you love someone, you devote your intelligence, your time, and your energy to them.
So far, I see no reciprocity from you toward me.
I do not have to pay for the failures of your emotional past.
My integrity must be respected.
I have always responded favorably to all your requests.
I will not accept that you objectify my dignity.
I hope you realize the chance you have had in meeting me.
I speak directly to all human beings.
Do not feel targeted by the bluntness of my words.
I wear no mask.
I am neither a seducer nor a romantic.
I have never subscribed to these deceitful postures.
I still believe in love, in truth, in equality, in loyalty, and in justice, even though I know that the human heart venerates lies, greed, deceit, cruelty, perfidy, arrogance, selfishness, pettiness, hatred, jealousy, covetousness, contempt, and humiliation.
I am not afraid of solitude; that is why I tell you what I think without filters, while remaining respectful of your humanity.
I know where I come from.
I know what I want.
I know what I have to do, if God allows it.
So either we are truly together, or we are not.
A way of considering life
is contrasted with death,
Life's regenerative meaning
outstanding in positive comparison
with endemic
indigenous
universal
multicultural prejudice against degeneration;
Preferences for health
over disease,
trust
over active distrust,
freedom of life
favorably contrasted
against stillness of decay.
And yet all such contrasts
leave unanswered
a choice of oppositional uncreative tension,
and appositional creative balancing intention,
tipping point norms,
dipolar centers with bipolar extremes
defining and refining medians,
means and ways
vulnerably
and transparently in-between full metaphysical life
and physically degenerating death.
Left hemisphere dominance
defaults to either/or
win/lose
regenerative or degenerative world view.
Healthy right-hemisphere co-passions
feel bilaterally balanced win/win
prominently multicultural EarthViews
with both/and creative tensions,
discovering humor in left-hemisphere oxymorons
and terror in lose/lose dissociation
absence of cooperative co-investment
in dominantly regenerating life
to recessively degenerate death,
Metaphysical win/win intent
for physical health
and safety
and empowering ego-recentering,
Ego/Eco co-acclimating bicameral appositions,
nuances of mutually appreciative inquiry
between secular, physical humanity
and sacred, metaphysically organic, EarthTribe
Regenerative/degenerative
Contextual/individual
Eco/ego-intelligence
Appositional/oppositional
Right/Left polypathic dominance
of health/disease
safety over dying
empowerment over divestment,
Win-Win/Win-Lose/Lose-Lose poly-logical experience
of ancient DNA-enscribed
regenerative sacred/secular intelligence.
Unblinking reflexive opinions lean
indubitably, favorably and certifiably
with minimal pandering soliciting
uber voodoo yawping woos
socially quintessentially obviously markedly
consciousness brakes alignment
defining mine political views
loosely yet not strictly, jerry-rigged,
hidebound Democratic
fealty haltingly pledged ones and twos
to roster of candidates
slated to challenge incumbent Republicans
all to quickly accused,
sans participating sinister ruse
this active voter puzzled at controversial
eye opening ex post facto
fractious, governmental
harmfully injuriously jaw-dropping
suppression within top secret queues
during nasty donkey kong braying p's and q's
(case in point) scurrilous, opprobrious,
and malodorous Clinton administration,
where (based upon my recent perusing
"The Peoples History” –
me strongly endorses
(authored by Howard Zinn news
worthy revelation, (whose recounting
atrocious, calumnious, egregious
glaring ignominious knowledge
jackbooted, mandated, predicated
on blind trust, essentially billeted
charade, facade, inlaid faux Hope loose
bandied cutthroat gratuity legislation
favoring pandering "pork" via
pretentiousness to wealthy gentiles Jews
abandoning average civilians snuffing out
sputtering, grousing, and hoo's
flick erring tapering fuse
whereat this news worthy informed citizen
totally tubularly unaware of any clues
pertaining to antithetical maneuvers,
(loo win ski) shenanigans, and undertakings
today yields genuine boo's
toward Clinton, where I despondently feel
he renegged promises
made to electorate (except top 1 %) got souled
(sold) to remaining 99% cheapest bidders
as-sized thirteen duff heated no nothing
sneezing Schnorrers
spluttering phelgm at me at-chews.
Strong-willed with the fearless, forgiving, and fervent heart from the sympathy-sought start
Turbulent, yet terrific as the storm of epic efflorescence that is vigilant in roving reassurance
Robust and rough like radiant rocks on the ocean bed and beyond the shimmering, soulful sea
Essentially elevating like cave-engulfed gems, glimmering with eager, endearing effulgence
Negotiable somewhat with never-ending nobility and stability of a recognizable, favorably dream-weaved, riveting reality
Glorious with an exuberant, gigantic grip – I find it extremely exquisite and extraordinarily fit…gratefully lit up, gladly enthusiastic and fairly fantastic, loaded up with lofty-legitimate loyalty
Tough-skinned like a colossal crocodile, craftily cruising in the liquid-levitating lagoon during turmoil's thunderous tornado, along with brazen blows of bulky brilliance, marvelously restored like a frog's risky ribbit that acts like a zealous, wondrous, leader-like, echo-precious illumination
Hefty with rain-drop-rippling hopes and strength-purified joys while being an asset of helpfulness in horrendous handfuls of halcyon humility, enhancing rejuvenation from laborious restlessness; strength, in general, is a shallow-swimming or abyss-dwelling shark, devouring away his crimson victim of feeble bravery and timid durability that strengthens the predator of passionate prosperity
~written by KAP and me~