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a constanza
Is God’s viewpoint misunderstood?
Sodom burned in His discontent
for conduct our courts give assent.
Though some fault rests with Hollywood,
most immoral misbehavior,
living proof, man needs a Savior.
Like Mother Eve, man has withstood
conformance to a righteous way
choosing to yield as Satan's prey.
The Creator of all things good
shaped gender with no compunction,
procreation, its core function.
Our God knew as only He could
the all-pervasive attraction
of sexual interaction.
For sure He saw sin’s likelihood,
prostitution and abortion,
and all kinds of sex-distortion.
By sheer grace, God forgives deadwood.
Jesus died; He’s our Salvation,
redemption from hell’s damnation.
Is God's viewpoint misunderstood?
Though some fault rests with Hollywood,
Like Mother Eve, man has withstood
the Creator of all things good.
Our God knew as only He could,
for sure He saw sin’s likelihood.
By sheer grace, God forgives deadwood.
written 2 July 2018
Like little birds that at last leave the nest,
so too do our own little birds fly away.
When life’s lessons have barely begun to be learned,
they fly away to gain new experiences
and insights of their own.
Some will build very small nests
and remain there without partners for many years.
Most will mate and through procreation,
they will create even bigger nests.
These days, even our own birdlings may choose
to stay in our nests much longer
than we might ever have anticipated.
If our birdlings leave, we are simply living again
in nests less crowded, as we had done
when we built our nest in the beginning!
Take it as a time to rejoice
in new activities, and worry not!
Many of us will see our “empty” nests
fill up again
as children of our children
flock back to us for sweet reunions.
Nests, after all, rarely stay empty.
May 16, 2023
for Cooper Etheridge's Empty Nest Poetry Contest
Moby Dick, geometry, physics.
Study every subject everyday.
Homework is an indicator of future success.
Success is not necessarily happiness but it helps.
Freedom is to formulate your own definition of success.
Happiness is an imaginary tree, its own reward, and a fact.
Facts and fiction may be memorialized in memos or found in dreams.
The story starts thus: Each summer the honeysuckles and the
huckleberries . . .
The web is that extra brain we've all been dreaming of having.
Like jumping 4 meters or flying without a plane.
To fly like that must one first have homework?
Some say yes, some say don't. It depends on how you vote.
Happiness is what happens when everything that happens
Fits the time perfectly and it's all out of your hands.
Not exactly. You don't let go of the steering wheel while driving fast in
the passing lane.
You look left and right and check your blind spots.
Homework is an introduction to everything you're not
And all you do not know. It's supposed to help you learn to know where
you want to go before going where you have to go.
Otherwise you end up on Ulzana's raid
Bleeding, without a bandaid.
All the achievement in the world won't relieve your loneliness
Or satisfy your sexual longing. What girls are like behind their eyes.
Survival, procreation. That's all there is to love.
But the loved one is the one who can be trusted with your life.
Whether Christ or your wife. The Muslim moms.
On my walk in the woods I come to a sitting spot
Above a small gorge cut by a stream through hemlocks.
Here someone has left a statuette of the Buddha and the flags you see
Flapping in the wind at sky funerals.
This is a pretty good place to sit quietly and think about homework.
"Super credence...!"
Coming from the west,
Known by many;very popular and people's figure,
Qualified with soft speech,modified with prominent smile,
Dressed with simplicity,but very focal,
The complexion is matched to brilliance,
Lifted up in air was the nose;catching public attention,
Perfumed with premium lavender diffused from the skin into clothing,
"Preemptively ushered",someone said,
Fashioned with tanned pelt around the bust,...kente from the waist,covering to the knees,
Beads and cowries all over the neck,...as well as ears,arms and feets,
Head covered with scuff,
Carrying a pot of water,
Traditionally attributed to firmness and greatness,
Moulded with superintendent qualities;staunch and wisely modulated,
Possess melodious voice;Seductively enriched,
A marital object for procreation and generational changing,
Talented to dance,subbed to singing,
Colourful in appearance,
Useful creature among equals,
Warrior for true love,...even though life is full of irony,
Taste her food,and come for more,
Culturally valued and highlighted,
"Where does she come from?",
Goddesses over waters applauds her magnificence,
Monumentally, she is the mother of world actors and heroines,
Spreader of democracy and patience;Incomparably agitated,
"Tell me...who's this proficient person?",
That is the legend of years;an indigenous superstar,
Proudly known as,"MAMA AFRICA",
"The jewelry everyone is digging for".
The purpose of gender is balance and procreation.
One moon is enough for us.
Our precious moon
Has a differing purpose.
The moon reflects the sunlight
During late, dark nights.
It ensures we never find
Ourselves without light.
The moon is known as
The faithful witness in the skies.
Some mention the man in the moon.
This comes as no surprise...
His logic in the way he moves the sea;
When we stargaze, we see his face.
We imagine him whistling lullabies
While smiling down at the human race.
Others may call her female
As she glitters, shimmers and shines.
She is our ultimate gemstone.
Her beauty is sublime!
However, I have to admit,
I'm one to swim against the tide.
The moon is neither gender.
It has no masculine or feminine side.
Written 5th August 2021 - Is the Moon Male, Female or Both Contest.
In January of 2022, In the heart of Henize 2-10 galaxy, located 30 million light years away, in the Pyxis constellation, a black hole was observed, birthing new stars, thanks to Science, the NASA's Hubble Space Telescope saw it.
The black hole was the annihilator
Known for its capacity to consume
Even the largest of stars varnish
When any ventures near enough
The abyss has become a mother
Correcting life misunderstandings
Where impostors have led the way
Leading humanity to serve human ego
Life in death is further confirmed
Black as the mother is now obvious
While the universe continues unfolding
More lessons will come from the truths of life
Humankind
In an article, the question was what is the meaning of life? Many answers were about personal fulfillment and what made a person happy, but no one could answer that question. This I think is because we in the West are not religious, we do not believe in a God we are alone and that is scary and has an echo of colossal loneliness and the universe is empty
Night and day, light and dark, the fundament of
In all religions, perhaps the question of the meaning of life was asked and not answered
How the man-animal came into being is academic
But it was an animal that could think and become a human-dominating the living world
We can assume they were not friendly and had clans going around killing each other as we do today
The meaning of life is this, with a bit of love thrown for the sake of procreation, that it has no meaning, we live and die and are dead forever
WAS THE FIRST WOMAN TRUE
Lilith, as the first woman on earth
For Adam, was created from dust
Jointly intended as an equal wife
Despite the hopes of the Elohim
And resisting domination by him
Left her husband for another life
Far away from Eden as she must
But prevented from giving birth
The world still needed procreation
So Eve, from his rib, replaced her
Although subservient, still held sway
Tempting him with forbidden fruit
Some Lilith stories many do refute
She’s an independence icon today
Accusations of evil, some do infer
From ancient texts and implication
WAS THE FIRST WOMAN TRUE
Lilith, as the first woman on earth
For Adam, was created from dust
Jointly intended as an equal wife
Despite the hopes of the Elohim
And resisting domination by him
Left her husband for another life
Far away from Eden as she must
But prevented from giving birth
The world still needed procreation
So Eve, from his rib, replaced her
Although subservient, still held sway
Tempting him with forbidden fruit
Some Lilith stories many do refute
She’s an independence icon today
Accusations of evil, some do infer
From ancient texts and implication
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I can read for days,
and write through the hypes,
I can age old beer with emotional nights,
I can eat a whole pie,
and pray not to die,
I can sleep with no sound,
just like you hide behind the pound,
I can see the wind,
I can taste the sky,
I can see that I wasn't here first-
because...look! There! That's the real guy!
I can find a foundation,
and prove procreation-
But I can't do it alone,
I need gyration,
...So far away from being old,
from singing songs that get played out by the bowl,
...But the apes did there part,
and so did the Nazi's...
and so did the internet...
and so did the moxie...
Because real people like jocking-
and fake ones like coughing,
Needy nights keep popping!
While wasted winter is still flopping.
When a dead prince is beating and haughty-
you are still lying-
and you are still bossing!
So keep reading the facts,
keep praying for slack,
keep wasting precious brain,
and making another feel insane,
come out and mac!
Do it again, and again,
and again and again!
Be gone in a pack-
like micro germs-
you discovered my nack.