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My attraction towards her was fatal.
For the realest things to come from her lips affected me in more ways than one.
You see truth speaks volume.
And the beauty that comes from her lips was more than I anticipated.
Feeling my attraction begin to rise.
I attempted to switch the subject.
Finding that we both shared the same amount of pain.
Adding value to each subject that rose.
I began to feel that there was more for me.
My self consciousness reacting before I could gather myself completely.
I felt a sense of liberation.
No longer the day I had at work, what I was planning to eat on the way home.
More instead how every other thought included her.
The respect held eye to eye.
The avenues of how her day went, the ins and outs.
The evidence that I found what I was missing.
And I didn't understand one bit.
I suppose it's better that way.
Stepping outside of myself into the crossway leading off into the street.
A dark backdrop highlighted by a white light of a bald man walking before it turns
A reddish orange.
Though nothing is as harmless as it seems.
I felt at ease staring into her eyes.
Stepping inside of her mind was like walking into an art gallery.
Her interests, technological advances all highlighted in bright and violet hue.
All in the span of 10 minutes walking in.
Mutually we both spoke with our hands.
We'd throw fits with our laughs, indulging in the philosophy of smile.
With morality aroused I instantly began questioning myself.
Wanting to know more I asked question, after question.
Anything as a means to have kept her talking. Feeling an everlasting peace.
Walking downtown in an abundance of space, I felt I could breathe.
But I couldn't shake that she felt that I was like most guys.
That at any moment, as comfortable as she was, she was still waiting on me
to give any indication that I was no different than the faces pointed down scrolling down their phone.
And we,
Like separate thumbs.
Belonged to different people
Trouble
Scar-instilled lessons…
Bring me to grateful cogitations' engagements
Since soul speaks of human’s “self-consciousness.”
Affirming that scars are the path to the soul.
I have become “a living soul…”
Such is God-wrought mystery revealed by my Mother’s scar
Thru her cut when she gave birth to me, that I’m thankful for.
Indeed, my mother’s scar declares great value of my soul… my life.
Then I learned of the Saviour Who sacrificed Himself…
Bearing bruises and wounds to pay for my iniquities;
In trusting Him, I’m granted life eternal.
Thus, His cross-scarred body assured my soul’s redemption.
Spiritually, I have scars that show my once sin-inflicted pain…
When I languished in misery, gripped with guilt
Groping for fleshly triumph, I felt futile and worthless.
Now, scars serve as avenues toward soul-humbling before God for help.
My scars remind me of my cry for heavenly aid…
When I was excruciating from my downfall’s discomfort
Ailing due to failure-frustration with bitterness’ oppression.
Today, those scars lead me to God’s throne for soul and faith's revival.
In moments of anguish-haunt, I serenely behold at my scars
Divinely healed, I express with the Psalmist in the Scriptures:
“Why art thou cast down, O my soul? and why art thou disquieted within me?
Hope in God*: for I shall yet praise him, who is the health of my countenance.”
*Psalm 43:5 Why art thou cast down, O my soul? and why art thou disquieted within me? hope in God: for I shall yet praise him, who is the health of my countenance, and my God.
October 1, 2018
1st place, "Verses of Metaphors II" Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Laura Loo; judged on 10/7/2018.
I said to my prodigal son
who stole from me,
it is not competitive economic strategies
that dominantly empower life;
Competitive ecologies and economies
are dominantly decomposing monocultures,
just the opposite of regenerative synergetic praxis
and regenerative intent toward polycultures.
Monopolistic internal consumer-culture
develops into decomposing organic systems
dissonant cognitive
and emotive
and neural
and digestive systems
diseased health and well-being
Socio-economic
and politically dissociated systems,
all negatively trending toward closed-entropic,
swollen monolithic sad dismay
replacing former therapeutic system
glad array.
We need cooperatively dominant economies and ecologies
to reintegrate positive revolutions
that endo- and ecto-symbiotically evolve
dipolar co-arising life regenerating
holistic healthy systems.
Competitive critical events,
like stealing from and stolen from,
struggling between painful suffering of ego-self consciousness
and "positive deviant" stress,
self co-arising right-brained redactive eco-precociousness
Contention
seeking bicamerally balancing contentment,
joint cooperative ego-eco echoing
incoming/outgoing waves
of double-binding comprehensive co-passioness.
Primal
and yet stealthy
nonverbal structures
of cosmo-neuro-logical information
evolves bilateral-analogical exflowation,
cobinary
bicameral information co-redeems
transparently co-arising
EgoSelf+EcoOther resonant co-discernment.
"All money is a matter of belief"
said Adam Smith,
As all embodied wealth value
is synergy
for relief from self-isolating mind sorrow,
said Now MindTime to Here BodySpace.
Transparent matters
of historic linear human progress belief
square-rooted in herstoric matriculture's transparent
vulnerable co-communing energy
invites co-gravitational trauma relief
from eco-political dissonating stress.
I love my prodigal self-infested son,
perhaps somewhat more than he yet has capacity
to love his wounded womb progenitor
speaking up and out
for restoring and restorying healthy
wealth of peace.
Relationships with doctors
Can be awkward, even though
You discuss the same old problems
Every time that you may go.
Yet if you have a physician
You have seen for many years,
All self-consciousness and tension
Somehow quickly disappears.
He’ll remember all your symptoms –
Be they serious or not –
And will take his time explaining
What you have or haven’t got.
There might even be some jokes about
Appointments in the past
And you realize that you’re lucky,
For such bonds so rarely last.
As my other docs retired
Or switched practices on me,
I feel grateful I’m connected, still,
To my same old G.P.*
*General Practitioner
Free to sit on an edge
Free to sit on a sharp edge
looking over the unexplored
destination
many would not
dare to see, touch and reach
Inexperienced depth
return path unseen
ascending steep
descending slope
the Rocky Mountain
rampart with
deep water plain
life is like a nightmare
and life is an imprecise dream
that gazing nowhere
and everywhere
who knows what perceive his mind
to somebody he is mad
someone else would say
he is playing a suicidal game
that is their perception
but he would say
you are idiots,
adventurous joy is my hobby
courage, perseverance
and self-consciousness
protect my soul and life
I will back safely soon!
Jayaratne Weerakkody
In this thought experiment
Adults, at least,
have developed three types of attraction
and attractiveness,
chemistry,
positive and negative
and in-between synergy:
Heart attraction,
romantically associated
with touch and feeling,
Mind attraction,
more cognitively associated
with sight and sound
and, perhaps, LeftBrain dissonance
and more competitive
predative instincts
of win v lose zero-sum
calculation
And root sexual attraction,
primordially associated with taste
and smell,
swallowing
and letting go
biochemistry,
neurologically informed
and exforming passions,
rhythms,
communion and disunion patterns,
co-passion v dis-passion communication structures,
win+win bilaterally resilient
and lose v lose resistant
pleasure v displeasure
ease v disease
These three conjoined
into dipolar associative co-relationships
anthropological and ecological,
spiritual and natural
sacred and organic
metaphysical and physical
passion and pleasure
Sage and Muse
crown and root bicameral intelligence
combined within each PeaceWarrior
heart
touching Other sentience
and feeling Self consciousness.
Yes, He is approachable. No, He is not hidden or isolated.
Yes, He is an Infinite and Awesome Supernatural Being.
He introduces himself to us in the form of our own humanity and invites us into a personal relationship with Himself.
He demolishes all former barriers and walls of separation,
and establishes eternal bonds of one-on-one communication.
He is infused with simplicity, and immune to complexity.
He is not abstract and does not freeze my brain with questions too advanced for me. If he utters realities that are not understood by me, I neither worry nor experience frustration.
I understand that He is nt the author of confusionon but a Revealer of Truth, which is himself.
He is forbearing and redemptive; not judgmental
He is a most lovely Being; not a selfish unknown
He much prefers to forgive and ‘look over this’, than to condemn and ‘get you for that’.
If he had instincts, love would be at the very top.
Perhaps our first life instinct is self-consciousness.
Self-preservation is a natural for us. He requires no preservation; and if he has anything to preserve, it is us.
01092017 cj PS
since maintaining a diet
of exercise heeding "yo dude"
(you look like a lady)
the inner fitness maven against
the temptation of high caloric junk food
and nightly snack king
on a flexible fitness routine,
this LIX aged body electric feels good
these myopic eyes and
well-calibrated hands measure less dense hood-
winking bosom, that if I feigned being
a "bared naked lady" -
as per this chest lewd
city in reference to "man boobs"
that seemed to materialize overnight
now appear to decrease as well
that unwanted "love handle,
this chap more inclined
tubby in a greater mood
to parade around
this noncrowded house shirtless
AND definitely NOT in public,
BUT no weigh Jose
would this generic guy go completely nude
cuz being self-consciousness of my physique
might prompt outsiders
to consider me a prude
and even during closed bedroom door
sexual exploits deter me tibia rude
fellow (with average go daddy long legs)
and my dangling dipstick smallish
(concluding biology screwed)
a chap worthy tube he more endowed,
though gratitude proffered
to same divine cosmic consciousness
but as the year's pile up appreciation
of functional faculties alter matts' at tee 'tude
accepting physical characteristics
more or less static
hoe ping belive mass elf ya wood.
I see streams afar off,
Yet it seems closer than I would beckon.
I sense pains far away in a long haul,
In the fullness of time, its nigh the door of my heart.
It's choking hard, I feel the streams so near.
It's filling up to the beam of my eyes moments after another.
It's rather full, my eyes are burning dim.
A close up to reality in a shattered state.
Feels good to let it out, to embrace actuality.
It's no game of being strong in weak strength.
ways I give to weakness as i shed my life out.
The streams are almost here at the brinks of my eyes.
I have strayed way off the path.
My lanes of constraint, my cap of honor.
Those which I call principles, scared tenets.
I have sold dignity with cheap coins,
and worthless my integrity stands at trial.
Do I consider self esteem in a meaningless revival?
I seek a baton from shame to earnest pity.
I pray for self respect, just to amount as something.
To be counted as estimable in valuation.
I want to wear pride with self-consciousness.
And leave aside frivolous escapade of stained regrets.
Die in flesh and awake myself in Christ.
I'm tired of living a disarranged life in lust.
I'll rather a flip over from shame to grace.
I Do Do I
Contemplating to get married? Be careful who you choose,
If you don't, while married, You will gain or you'll loose,
Gain more pride and self confidence, Loose your pride and self consciousness,
Gain more love and recurring happiness, Loose your power and confidence,
Anger issues - Therapy - A must! Avoid regret, Before you forget!
Financial stability, too important to erase, Must be in place, to fit life's pace,
Trying to choose a partner, Learn of their background, It's even more important, it be similar to your own
There's no relationship, without flaws, But ways you can cope, trust God.
If it ends, You may be friends, But less motivated; To stroll the isles again.