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Humanity
H umility is the capacity to
U nderstand that we
M ay not know
A ll of the answers, and we may
N ever fully comprehend all of the
I ntricasies of the cosmos
T otally, however we continue to
Y earn, and to learn and to grow, until the end.
H appiness, seems to be a mystery,
U nderstanding how to achieve it
M ay seem to be a daunting task to
A ny one of us, or perhaps all of us, but we
N ever give up
I n the quest, because,
T rue happiness continues to be the goal for
Y oung and old alike, especially in this complicated world
John Derek Hamilton
November 14,2017
Sometimes stuff can happen,
Through no fault of your own.
You'd think all that is over,
Once you are fully grown.
People sometimes say things,
That are often taken wrong,
Then they repeat what they have heard,
But sing a different song;
And when the word gets back to you,
You can't believe your ears,
And all that comes about is pain,
Hurt feelings, anger, tears;
Because of what someone has said,
Repeating what they heard,
Though not exactly what was said,
Not stated word for word,
But only what they thought they heard.
It's what they understood.
When you repeat a tale like that,
It does nobody good;
For when you throw bad light on one,
A faint light washes back,
To the place from whence it came,
So you can trace the scat;
And though for some it takes o'er long,
We all eventually learn,
That if you stand too close to fire,
You're gonna get a burn;
So those who tend to carry tales,
Drop names and repeat stories,
Cannot be the best of friends,
They'll just compound your worries.
Judy Ball
(Scat - The poop animals drop in the woods. The sign hunters look for.)
Have you ever noticed that it's easier to learn to speak in two or more languages than it is to keep your mouth shut in one?
My God, You are so good* to me…
Despite my sinfulness and selfishness
You gave Yourself to me with Your loving kindness
To save me from hell and give me eternal life’s fullness.
Such I can’t fathom; thus, let me acknowledge Your graciousness!
You are so merciful to me…
Though I disobey You consciously
You always grant me forgiveness completely
And cleanse me from my unrighteousness fully.
Such I can’t explain; thus, let me forsake my sins with Your help totally!
You are so patient with me…
Along my stubbornness’ reaction
You keep working for my restoration
While convicting me of my transgression.
Such I can’t understand; thus, let me yield to Your direction!
You are so gracious to me…
Even if I depart from Your design
You pull me constantly toward what’s divine
Upholding me so that in frustration I won’t resign.
Such I can’t assess; thus, let me follow You as I’m Thine!
You are so faithful to me…
Amidst my infidelity to our covenant together
You unceasingly assure me of Your care forever
Whatever happens, You’ll leave nor forsake me never.
Such I can’t describe; thus let me trust You against doubts that bother!
You are so long suffering to me…
While I appear arrogant and unyielding
You teach me humility’s virtue as rewarding
As exemplified by Christ Who died on the cross bleeding.
Such I can’t measure; thus, let me bear earthly condescending!
You are so compassionate to me…
Notwithstanding my service that’s unacceptable
You correct me of lack of prayer and vanity-stumble
To reach Your holy standards, making my stewardship fruitfully stable.
Such I can’t repay; thus, let me live for You truly as Your Spirit does enable!
*Psalm 25:8 Good and upright is the LORD: therefore will he teach sinners in the way.
April 20, 2018
Is there a time when friendship does not count,
Where bonds forged in war are callously
forgotten
Is now the time for their suffering to willfully
discount
As a passing blight, a chore ill-gotten?
Is desperation always someone else’s burden,
To be observed but ultimately ignored,
Their fate unclear, easier to draw that curtain
To an inconvenient truth only in words
deplored.
To politician’s promises are tenuous,
They matter only when there’s gain,
Integrity is often deemed too arduous,
Little caring for other’s strife and pain.
But to those of us who conflict shared,
Who know by name those left behind,
Fully aware of all they dared,
Our life with theirs lies intertwined.
What can we say, what can we do
This cruel injustice to make right,
But raise our voice, shout what is true,
Honor our debt, correct this blight.
An adopted culture
inculcated into individuals
with packages full of half truths
blended with interests so personal
as the convictions of its prey
are bought too cheaply.
A never fully understood process
a system either ambiguous
or full of darkness
yet commands dedication and loyalty
Far from being a lifestyle
a pretender; so hypocritical to spirituality
and a sworn enemy to freedom
appears as the light
but comes in a flash and leaves total darkness
its actual and true nature.
So well obeyed
and diligently served
powerful and mighty
as it is a master
in manipulating the mind.
It's cage is heavy
with thick Iron rods
very small and compressive
but having no lock,
want to come out? Simply open the door
and emancipate yourself.
You need not follow the doctrine of man
to be spiritual
a mortal guide is ideal
but finding your own understanding
is the most appropriate
or else, you'd be burnt
by the deadly flames of religion
NOTE: There is a huge difference between being spiritual and being religious. Even in Christianity, Jesus Christ condemned the pharisees and Sadducees over and over again.. Why? They were religious and not spiritual!
For what manner of beast,
sad creature,
mad monster,
deeply dark angel east,
does everyday accompaniment
seed cold contempt
instead of breeding warm sacred resonance?
Should beloveds
not expect to grow in sublime stature
not despite, but for humored respite, flirtatious flaws,
fallen fractured nature, merely human
after and before All.
Divine epiphany,
fully-flowered gods and holy-climaxed goddesses
relinquishing anti-divine powers
redundantly secularized,
now old bad not-news,
Flaws adored
because of these robust fractures
of opportunity
to remind Belovers:
Silent patience bleeds fatigued compassion
heading toward disgust,
self-shaming,
other-blaming
for missed transcendent mindful bliss
Of anima--
dark animal angel nature
Away from all this daily mundane muck,
life not as love would design us
but Earth's timeless generations
have invited each of holy us
uniquely to let go of contemptuous patience
with ourselves and other-selves,
ego-beings and eco-becomings
To grab hold of curiously courageous nature
here in this deep dark in-between place
Where human nature grows most profligate
and naked
and vulnerably courageous
To consider all missing facts
of life most fully unconsidered
and to love, regardless
as if each sacred absent moment,
each transitioning year,
were our health wealthiest last
and final 20/20 revision
Since we first sacred emerged
into social
and cultural
and eco-political light,
divine and mundane,
sublimely sacred and routinely worthy
of good-humored contempt,
And,
most cutting double-edge of all,
this courageously curious humane nature
spiritually in-between
already old
and reasonably new
Conserving empires
while masquerading liberal inspirations.
The lobster was good because it is nurishment,
And it keeps my friend alive. For that I am grateful.
Bob asked, "How's the lobster?" He really wanted
To know because after his surgery, he had
no way of knowing.
The dinner engagement with my friend was
Great, and I assured him that the lobster was
Among the best. It was one dark night, but we
Parked by the street lamp. Its glow was
A soothing assist to a wonderful night.
The cancer succeeded in its thievery
By robbing him of one of his senses.
The cancer tried to kill him but failed.
He's still able to see, hear, smell, and feel.
One's spirit can be fully engaged,
Even when missing a sensory function.
I learned firsthand an amazing awareness
from a dear friend. Of this, I am deeply
moved and appreciative.
In a sea of brown ground,
there she stood.
-unique-
Suddenly understanding the regularity of it.
Of how each must feel a separation from the world.
But here she was.
-woman-
Seemingly feeling the power of it.
Fully grasping the concept that knowledge is
more so everywhere than here.
Accepting her position,
there she grew.
-conscience-
Tenderly acknowledging others around.
In which their feelings were translated
by her own understanding.
Otherwise adjacent to the world.
And here they became.
-companions-
Purely and with complete honesty.
The complete knowledge of
self, others, tribulation, and completion.
There are intervals in life… like celebrating dinner with our niece
that are wonderfully sublime…
Times when I am overwhelmed by the duality of time
For instance wasn’t it just the other day…into this world our niece arrived?
If that’s the case…
how can this beautiful and talented young woman across form us…now be 25?
And how time which is always moving forward…and always moving fast
will sometimes slow down for us on our trip to the future from the past.
Which leads to another time perception I have never truly comprehended…
how during dinner with our niece…did time slow down…it’s as if it was suspended?
Except for a musician in the corner of the restaurant…whose music filled the air…
Deborah, Natalie, and I were the only people there.
We visited for a couple hours…talking about life and love and family
but it wasn’t until we prepared to leave I was struck by times duality.
It’s as if in our two hours together…times was nullified…
I hadn’t heard one song from the musician…
and now…the restaurant was fully occupied!
I wonder if time understands how we live in moments…
and being that she is compassionate…as well as wiser and much stronger…
she allows some of these moment in our life…to last a little longer…
Moments like with our niece Natalie (with family and friends)
knowing…since she is time…she’ll catch up in the end.
I’m okay with time moving forward…never visiting the same moment again
as long as in some moments she takes a moment…every now and then
and allows herself and the rest of the world to fade into the background…to recede….
and…like she did in a restaurant with our niece…
she slows down…to give us all the time we need.
Arti.fictional iD
" identify "
it's a part that tickles
on the inside
" nine "
materials merging
to form one mind
a dangerous game
well worth the ride
a serpent
bares her eyes...
chaotic straightaway
wings without a butterfly
and the matter... is choice
dark formations
in a singular voice
sights to be seen
and the vanishing
happens
where last you've been
" realities "
revolve to solve
" a paradox "
an elusive equation
leads manifestation
and a possible collision
in degrees of separation
" nothing is mad "
if a matter of inclusion
"...the Core Matters..." are at hand
1 Corinthians 13 on
Love
1If I speak in the tongues of men and of angels, but have not love, I am only a ringing gong or a clanging cymbal. 2If I have the gift of prophecy and can fathom all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have absolute faith so as to move mountains, but have not love, I am nothing. 3If I give all I possess to the poor and exult in the surrender of my body,a but have not love, I gain nothing.
4Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. 5It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no account of wrongs. 6Love takes no pleasure in evil, but rejoices in the truth. 7It bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things.
8Love never fails. But where there are prophecies, they will cease; where there are tongues, they will be restrained; where there is knowledge, it will be dismissed. 9For we know in part and we prophesy in part, 10but when the perfect comes, the partial passes away.
11When I was a child, I talked like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child. When I became a man, I set aside childish ways. 12Now we see but a dim reflection as in a mirror; then we shall see face to face. Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I am fully known.
13And now these three remain: faith, hope, and love; but the greatest of these is love.
Hebrews 13:1
13 Keep on loving one another as brothers and sisters.