Walk down the old path that many have walked
But I walk down a new path the path that I once balked
Death is the deliverance from sin
Death ends the battle within
I would rather die than submit to Your will
I would rather die than swallow the bitter pill
Don't wallow in your guises and guiles
Don't relent, don't remain in your sin and your trials
Until the day that you die, you will die
Shaking your hand at the storms in the sky
To all the sapient sentients and ye obstinate serpents
Repent, repent, repent, every morning filled with a new sense
We are reluctant to preach even though we are a priesthood
A peculiar one at that, making idols in our minds and of wood
We often walk away from the open door of a Gospel chance
We would rather revert to the old path of least resistance
Instead of the new path, it's not happenstance
That we are guided by the Providential and Chastening Hand
Don't harden your heart, do your part, count it joy
God does not plod, even though we scheme and ploy
Jonah's anger was Jonah's defeat
Get on your feet (feet that are effete)
Lord help us to pull ourselves up by the bootstraps
So we can walk down streets of gold, our new paths
You are god and god is you.
All is one and one is all (paths).
By divine time.
By divines impulse.
I wake up.
To no thought.
To listen to my heart.
Take the first chance you get.
To let go.
By just doing it.
Getting it done.
For this is the path of least resistance.
In tune with rhythm.
In fro with the flow.
Balance meeting multiple harmonies.
Dropping the feathered mask of ego.
Applying god's given gift.
By being authentic.
For this I give in.
I surrender.
And say thanks for using me.
I am playing me part well.
Using my will to hammer at my freewill.
?? connections.
(“Outside Looking In Merit Badge”, 2011, original oil)
In a dream
The repeated pattern of my own conditioning
Like a Groundhog’s Day set on reset
Reveals to me the futility of the human condition
Habitually doing the same things
While expecting different results;
As Einstein said, THE definition of insanity.
Yet again and again we also wake
With at least the hope of sanity,
The freshness of not being habitually driven
Until we once again start to do
And the conditioning of all these lifetimes
Kicks in again, as we
Without thought, without effort
Take the easy path of least resistance.
(11/24/25)
Man’s path of least resistance
is described as destiny.
The outcome predetermined,
as a river running to the sea.
One foot in front of the other,
Listening to the Mother.
Rumbling and tumbling,
Through the water.
And thought about,
The path it sought.
Since it began,
A trickle in the sand.
A puddle on the land,
S?ince time began.
Winding and Flowing,
Finding its way.
Eroding and growing,
Never knowing,
Where it's going.
Bestowing life,
T?o all along the way.
A path now showing,
It'll never sway,
Stays the course.
Patiently waiting,
Building up force.
A persistent existence,
Going the distance.
The path of least resistance,
Can change in an instant.
Is life any different?
Unstoppable,
Flowing freely.
Controllable,
Packaged neatly.
Who will you be?
Contained, trained,
Refrained from its domain.
Or connect together,
Let our river of life,
F?low on forever.
The eye will deceive,
but the water never lies ~
always, ever down.
Patiently seeking
the path of least resistance ~
not to be denied.
Gravity enjoined ~
a tool and not a hindrance
harnessed all in time.
After all, what is
a stall in forward progress,
but time to reflect?
Babbling with laughter,
overjoyed by sweet release ~
gushing free again.
Unnoticed by all,
wielded by the Time Keeper,
playing the long game.
A watercolor
canyon as magnum opus
on the grandest scale ~
to the Creator’s delight.
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for the I Know You're Dying To Write A Choka Poetry Contest
sponsored by Kim Rodrigues
written on 8/7/23
Subversions of expectations.
Settling for the least of distressing.
You have an ISSUE with the
LGBTQ people.
You gather in your church with
The high steeple.
This does not mean LGBTQ
People have ISSUE'S.
You keep spreading hate,
The crap continues.
You must see us as a
Threat to you.
These words you speak about
Us are untrue
There is infinite space for
Us to live here.
You hate on the basis
We are *****.
Life is hard, you tend
To make it harder.
Why would you play
The martyr?
You say you walk with the lord,
Yet, you judge others.
I believe the good word says
We are sisters and brothers.
You try and hate us,
Out of existence.
We have never chosen the
Path of least resistance.
We are born this way,
You choose to hate.
All this because of,
Who we choose as a mate.
From where I'm standing,
You appear mentally ill.
There is a helper for you,
Just swallow the pill.
We are here to stay and
We are PROUD.
We are the COALITION of the
RAINBOW CROWD.
Turbo1904 ?
ALUMINUM SIDING
my heart is buried behind the aluminum siding,
trapped inside that bubbly feeling i’d get when your arms would graze my waist,
in the late night bus rides when the light slipping through the shutters swathed your smirk in soft, blazing bandages.
you called me darling back then.
why won’t you call me darling again?
your love was scrawled between ink splotches, inside hugs and eyebrow raises,
while i thought it was too timid to beat its way out of your rib cage.
why didn’t i see where everything was hidden sooner?
my metamorphosis into something more unhinged began the day i left you.
and with you, i left everything i love behind.
you twirled saturn’s rings around my fingers
and scribbled possums on sticky notes that i treated as love letters, hiding them in scratched phone cases and backpack pockets, carrying your heart on my sleeve, mushed in with chewed erasers and tangled earbuds.
so now i walk the heartwrenching path of least resistance away from you,
but it’s not the path around the aluminum siding we used to take.
I can relate to, screwed up family,
Loss, abuse and depression.
I can understand, addiction, grief,
The taste of one's own medicine.
I can comprehend, abandonment,
Betrayal and neglect.
I get how most things work
And interconnect.
I'm familiar with empathy,
Kindness and compassion.
I'm puzzled by the
Laws of attraction.
I know energy, forgiveness, strength,
Peace and love.
I have learned grace, gratitude and some
Things you need to just let go of.
I'm aware of unity, not giving up,
The power of positivity.
I believe we should judge by character,
Not race, color, or ethnicity.
I have never surrendered or
Chose the path of least resistance.
I'm a warrior, still standing,
Fighting, hate my entire existence.
Turbo1904
Time Marches On
Time marches on,
but things can change.
The flow of life is the same,
but we can spin away.
Find a place to abide;
a life to call your own.
Find a way to live;
a way to feel alive.
All the road blocks,
will guide your way.
Till you are strong enough,
to crush them all.
That path of least resistance,
is how the water flows.
Carving a river, a gorge,
a valley, and canyons deep.
Find the path,
that works for you.
Seek the way,
to grow and shine.
You are important.
You can make a difference.
As time marches on,
and you flow with it.
LIFE’S JOURNEY
================
Choose your path wisely and correctly,
Learn to walk on your chosen route steadily.
You may meet with ups and downs on your way,
Remember they are meant to pass your way.
The Path of least resistance is not always the best
To achieve great things on your journey.
Be not a train running on the same track;
Find various ways to progress in your life!
Water, when it is trapped, develops a new path.
Likewise, find new ways to improve your journey.
Few can accompany you to complete it;
You must walk on your own and finish it.
All the paths are not smooth and bright,
But even dark ones have a way through!
Beautiful new paths may be found,
When you get lost on your journey.
You need a clear route to reach your goal,
Take your steps carefully to accomplish it.
Paths are many to reach your destination,
Choose wisely the best way through.
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Idlers, like electricity, choose to travel...
the path of least resistance;
meeting "The impossible"
with immediate resignation.
However, the mantra of go-getters:
"Get it done, or perish at the attempt!"
Submitted for...
Bite Size Poem no.10 Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Line Gauthier
Date written: 07/04/2021
“share, oh hermit, thoughts of your solitude
as measure of your souls beatitude”
____________________________
Heart
is where
our desires
arise due to
nature of our self,
in incessant motion,
seeking expansion of joy
by the path of least resistance,
which is why we tend to go astray,
since our senses five, are externalised.
Finding joys fleeting, replaced by sorrow,
we go back, within, into our heart,
wherefrom our desires did arise,
choice of soul now cessation,
in thought rested stillness,
shifting to prayer
to reconnect
lower mind
with Gods
love.
28-May-2021
Being Persistent
By: Miracle Man
2/4/2021
One of the biggest illusions many have,
is that of entitlement.
Few things arrive on a silver platter,
and when they do,
absent is any feeling of gratification.
Countless are obsessed,
by visions of having what another has,
but without cost, feeling entitled.
Each person should strive to earn,
their space in life.
God fills each path with stepping stones,
that advance us toward our goals.
Yet chosen too often,
is the path of least resistance,
And many become just disembodied voices.
Rise to the top, Cream does.
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