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She walked with resolve through her thoughts late last night,
Walked in a single straight line,
She walked determined to clear it all out,
All the colourful shapes in her mind,
The shapes that have jumbled the clear and concise,
That messed up where her thoughts belong,
She cleared up ideas from counterfeit folks,
She threw out the thoughts that were wrong,
So today she can see the things that matter,
The abstract beliefs that she holds,
Now she can walk clear and know who she is,
As she walks her dependable road,
Last night she cleared out, she emptied her past,
She threw out the thoughts that were fake,
And woke up in a mind filled with beautiful truth,
In the minimal world she creates.
People of Reddit I’ve a question to ask,
A query I’d like you to hear,
What’s your emotional story of hurt?
When did your world disappear?
And why did you flee from all that you felt?
Whose arms did you reach out for?
Where did you finally find yourself at,
When your boat pulled up to the shore?
People of Reddit your answers are in,
And it seems there is one common thread,
It seems that all of us rode the same boat,
With anguish docked safe in our head,
Anguish of what tomorrow may bring,
Climate change, war and pain, and abuse,
Just a thought what may help is a quick cuppa tea,
And then stop watching the news.
October 23 Relationship to God Bible Meditations Based on Acts 20-21
Key Verse – Acts 20:24 But none of these things move me, neither count I my life dear unto myself, so that I might finish my course with joy, and the ministry, which I have received of the Lord Jesus, to testify the gospel of the grace of God.
LORD GOD, YOU ARE MY MINISTRY’S JOY
Lord God, You are my ministry’s Joy along Your exhortation
Thank You for accompanying me with Your guiding vision
Enabling the declaration of my Christian conviction…
Here am I departing from self-help to abide in Your compassion.
Lord God, You are my ministry’s Joy along Your Scripture’s law
Thank You for instilling in me Your truth without flaw
Enabling the departure of my heart from worldliness-allurements’ paw…
Here am I repenting from faith-instability showing seesaw.
Lord God, You are my ministry’s Joy along Your courage
Thank You for freeing me from sin-bondage
Enabling the salvation of my soul against hell’s damage…
Here am I asking for Your sanctification for my holy advantage.
Lord God, You are my ministry’s Joy along Your straightening
Thank You for directing me by Your Biblical governing
Enabling the fortification of my faithful stewardship gaining…
Here am I trusting Your transformation toward character-refining.
Lord God, You are my ministry’s Joy along Your power for my spiritual exercise
Thank You for teaching me to be divinely wise
Enabling the avoidance of my to indulge in vanity-enterprise…
Here am I offering myself to Your will where I should rise.
Lord God, You are my ministry’s Joy along Your light to brighten my days
Thank You for drawing me nigh You with Your gracious ways
Enabling the discipline of my heart midst righteousness-rays…
Here am I praying to You constantly since You bless me always.
Lord God, You are my ministry’s Joy along Your loving authority
Thank You for leading me to Your fortress against uncertainty
Enabling the protection of my devotion while I confess every iniquity…
Here am I beseeching Your mercy of provisions so plenty.
October 23, 2023
I always had that inner quality of putting others first
I'll become anything needed from a mom to a nurse
I'm so busy with others that i don't get what i need
I think it's about that time that i just focused on me
Venture out and go places and see more sights
Enjoy my own bonfire along with the night star light
There's many things that i wish I had personal time to do
Putting myself second is the reason i don't have a clue
If the other people were happy was always my concern
Self help before helping others is what i have to learn
It's ok to be there for others but you have to be happy too
If others are content why would they think about you
I have helped others and have done many good deeds
I think it's about that time that i just focused on me.
(((Before beginning: Dim the lights. Light one candle. Place a bowl of water to your left. Place a stone to your right. Stand barefoot. Feel the floor. Feel the moment.)))
Night gathers.
I step into it.
Bare feet.
Bare truth.
Bare intent.
(Pause. Let the silence thicken.)
I call the old self
to the fire.
I thank him.
I release him.
I let him fall
like dry leaves
to the earth.
(Lift the stone. Hold it like the weight of your past.)
I raise my hands.
I summon change.
Not softly.
Not politely.
But with the force
of a man
claiming his own myth.
I move.
Body waking
like a creature
long asleep.
I run.
I lift.
I sweat.
Each drop
a sacrifice.
Each breath
a spell.
(Touch the water. Let it run across your fingers.)
Unhealthy habits
crumble
like rotten idols.
I break them
with my stride.
With my hunger
for better.
With my refusal
to stay small.
I write
as if the words
are charms.
Ink binding me
to the man
I’m becoming.
I paint
with colours
stolen from dawn.
Shapes rising
like spirits
from the canvas.
I play
to honour joy.
Joy is sacred.
Joy is ritual.
Joy is the god
I forgot
to worship.
I love
with open hands.
Open chest.
Open heart.
Love is the altar
I kneel at
without shame.
(Raise the candle slightly — not high, just enough to glow across your face.)
The moon watches.
The earth listens.
The air shifts.
Something answers.
I feel it.
A pulse.
A spark.
A whisper
from the old gods
saying:
“Begin.”
So I do.
I rise.
I rise again.
I rise until rising
becomes my nature.
Tonight
I carve my future
into the dark.
Tomorrow
I walk into it
with fire
in my breath.
This is ritual.
This is vow.
This is the man
reborn
by his own hands.
(Blow out the candle. End in silence.)
I have been to the year 3,000
I have been to the year 3000 not much
Has changed, there is still corruption
And modern day currency is currently
Worth nothing.
Everyone trades for what they want
No need to rush around and stress out
About making someone else other than
One’s Self-rich.
Although, the environment is much cleaner
The community became much greener so there
Is no need to protest? Creativity and self-expression
Has become more valuable and collaboration has become
An important part of success.
Popularity, social status and vanity no longer hold as much
Weight as it use to in the past. Life and well being has become
A higher priority no one focuses too much energy in living
Fast.
I have been to the year 3000 not much
Has changed, I guess as far as societal leadership
Goes will it ever change you ask is the year 3000
Who knows?
However, there is one thing that has changed and
That is the way humanity takes care of its self.
Self-help has become the remedy to emotional
Health.
All energetic chains are released not only can
The people of the year 3000 think outside the
Box, they can expand shape and reshape the
Box into any form they want.
Why you ask because the people of the year 3000
Know they are more than capable with the
Capacity to become the captains and future leaders
Of their of destiny though politics has it purpose
And reason to exist. This dose not prevent the
Inhabitants of the year 3000 from living their every day
Lives and making the most of it.
Graceful and honest ideas drip down,
Drowned in bohemian glass,
Soothing our curse of mental despair,
Repairing the thoughts that we ask,
Behind these masks we all wear as one,
Confronting unknown days ahead,
These masks for others around us to see,
Freeing the guilt that is spread,
And just like a tattoo of smile and frown,
Found in the theatre inside,
We march on and on to the end of our road,
Sold to what we are supplied,
Still, are we one thought owned by the many,
One thought that’s been written in stone,
Or are we a thought unique by design,
A wine that’s sipped all alone.
Sakina is a jumble and she always likes to grumble
To many she is weird, but I think she is just a nerd
She is soft and gentle and meek and mild
But sometimes she may just try to go wild
Sometimes she’s up, sometimes she’s down
Sometimes she twists, sometimes she turns
Sometimes she sleeps, sometimes she don’t
Sometimes she eats, sometimes she don’t
She keeps her company with self-help books
And is quite happy with her quiet little nook.
To me she is a bundle of joy,
To many she may just appear coy.
Her dreams are like water
Always changing path,
Ready to let go when the pain is hard.
Her white fluffy cat, the love of her life
And the only thing that gives her a drive
No matter what the world will say about you
Dear Sakina you are loved and one day you
will say to the world
SCREW YOU.
Certain countries in our world have adopted
certain practices for development...
This in recent years...
However, some of these practices exist by default...
But the truth is that most still remain in certain areas...
Here some:
Correspondence courses and tele classes
How get paid fat bills without gaining weight...
How to raise "paper chicken" and
"Cardboard" meat.
Turtle plastic nutrition...
ALSO SELF-HELP BOOKS:
Oratory to convince proselytes,
Machiavellianism course for teenagers
Cretinism course for all tastes,
Scam for all occasions...
There were other important undergraduate courses such as:
EXPLICIT ,SCOUNDREL COURSE FINANCIAL CAMOUFLAGE AND
ECONOMIC MIRACLEIRISM...
TRAINING COURSE fpr ZUMBI.
SUPERIOR PROSELITICISM AND
POLITICAL VAMPIRISM...
An old feeling came back yesterday; It was triggered by a dream. It took him back to how he felt when he was just thirteen.
A claustrophobic darkness, with no air inside the room. Two days almost passed, he knows it wont last - but this feelings a tough one to move.
The first time it came unexpected, a bereavement invited it in. He couldnt explain how it felt to anyone, so decided to keep it all in.
He drowned it with cans of pure butane; Ignorning the words on the back. It said Solvent abuse can kill instantly! - But him - he had no cares for that.
He hushed it with Crime, Risk and Passion; and shiny things, Silver and Gold. He choked it with weed and grew all kinds of seeds, and met people he should not have known.
He lived a life full of extremes, and probably learned more than he should. He said there's a battle between right and wrong, and hes been called onto the side of good.
He said the battle was with demons, and they also sent out a call; it came in the form of a feeling, and was called - 'A Dark Night Of The Soul'.
(It will pass.)