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Michael Thomas Poem
The mist of our actions from the past sometimes hit our present days with over spray. Seasons of life twist, turn, overlap as good & bad similarities began to seem repetitive. A cross road within a void of time. Are we steering the path of our destiny or will our destiny take the coarse predestine by creation's origin. The mixture of experiences influence the emotions we carry around daily. Stabilizing our personality to handle the choirs on the daily is priority number one. Explosions of attitudes erupt in the environment as peace is the destiny our heart crave to be the norm all the time. Trying to stop the pain by chasing more pain is that the definition of insane. Days things seem strange are we witnessing the vision of our triumph or repping the benefits of acceptance, enduring the pain. Is the pain is love game being promoted in America as a solution to keep us sane & the key to us having things. Then watch the rich man blow out his brains; cause riches wasn't the solution to his pain.
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Michael Thomas Poem
There are dreams that give birth to more dreams. A dream seed sprouted roots.Gave way to the tree that bared good fruit. Which inturn nourished the creatures that fed of it's produce. Motivating power and energy to complete life chores as well as explore. Ideals from curiosity simmers on restless minds. Transforming into dreams within idol minds and time. Crisscrossing society like new vines; as some dare to implement the imagination of our dreams to real life and present times. Many dreams may be deferred yet not crying over spilled milk is good advice to endure. Allowing determination to persevere and capitalize on the better opportunity of the dream that blossom into an accomplished goal. Insuring the person which succeed successfully accomplishing their dream will promote dreaming as a healthy tool and activity in life to grow. Encourage imaginations to build beyond all that is currently known and present in our era of existence living this life. Day dreams or dark nights we rest and dream. Our spirit filled with desires tailored to talents costume fit to our individual DNA. Is a dream our inner soul way to communicate the desires within our spirit urging to be set free to destiny and fate; Aiding courage to allow nothing to stand in the way? Dare to Dream....
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Michael Thomas Poem
I been placing faith where I was taught, yet The Creator gift all comprehension of our own freewill. To choose freely on our own when we've matured and grown or even after we've been mislead for so long without finding the results we desire. Can we say it's another's fault for our own misdeeds. Can we blame any when anger get the best of us. At times we're calm will our thoughts conceive the right course of action we can take in our situations. This being true then why isn't it The Righteous Origin of Creation we place our praise and thanks. Natural abilities from birth is a sign to be amazed; individually all have separate talents, interest, and differences in how we enjoy to spend our life and dayz. Fire setting our sinz a blaze heating our frustrations to the point of rage. Emotionally of our right and wrong actions we become slaves forced with no other alternative it seems. Though as time continue our ignorance disappear by wisdom of learning from our actual experiences and wayz. The Creator being witness over all creation until purpose for existence is revealed to us all. The Question; Why don't all place faith to the most highest of infinity where it has no chance to fail or fall. Belief in righteousness and peace being best over evil and destruction. Giving way to peace for all....
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Michael Thomas Poem
From nowhere at all to nowhere seems all this environment has to offer without belief in good and righteousness which is of The Righteous Origin of Creation. Once belief in one good Righteous Creator which is the perfection of good enter our lives comprehension of existence take on a truth tailored to the extent of that belief in our heart. As that mustard seed of faith slowly grow but surely steadily grow all adversities we endure with the help of our Lord's patients we are able to walk through them easily as walking through an open door. Fearing the thoughts of acting on the evil tempting within. Combating our rational thinking leading us to sins. One evil act leads to another evil act never satisfied. Evil's goal is to see all reduced from being lovers. All the messengers sent from beyond for the purpose of living proof by being the example of faith, and warning to those who freely choose to worship evil that the choice of good or evil matter to one's individual peace or destruction. The truth and righteousness of The Creator forever and eternally present for no reward. As our Lord God's grace, light, kindness, forgiveness, and mercy guide all at the right time as needed. When we know better do better and if it's our freewill choice we can freely choose better than that which is easy to do; hate, ignorance, and negativity which fall under the category of evil. By experience truly be tired and never wanna walk those crooked paths no more. Praying The Creator's love and righteousness penetrate us permanently and eternal peace welcome us all to never experience evil and sin no more....
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Michael Thomas Poem
You my ride or die hope I never have to say goodbye. Pray Lord God bless our union and relationship sometimes we smile sometimes we cry. Even when we mad with each other inside I still be missing u I ain't gone lie. Deep down hoping we make up and the last we went our separate ways wasn't our last goodbye. I focus on the joy we have and the love u give me. The masculinity of the man I am force my emotions to fight being emotional cause since a child I been taught men don't cry. For real feminine love with a touch of bad girl that make my hard on stand and with u as my backbone be twice the man, I know at times I do things that even make me feel your love I don't deserve. Loyalty, trust, honesty, in this unforgiving sinful environment u gotta be careful who u give those things to. Girls to say the least I done tried a few. The reason I'm speaking these words ain't not one I come across been ride or die like u. This man more than words and the promises u know. The further I fall in love with u my motivations grow towards positive more and more. Even more I inspire to be the man u want and hoping for.....
Regardless lover, friend, or other I'll never loose the truth of the feelings I have for u. Unexplainable emotions three words can't define. Still girl just so u know,
U My Ride or Die....
I Love U!!
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Oh how it hurts when what is lost can't be replaced. A favorite writing pad full of original thoughts, a loved one passing on to the afterlife, years of dedication on a job at a company that goes bankrupt. It can be as simple as losing a pair of broking in blue jeans. Yet still the ache of the void from loss seems it'll never go away. The comfort of what was lost may be truly missed. Yet what can be found in the absence of the lost is the predestine.The mysterious works of life that lead humankind mentally, spiritually, and physically to new directions that may have not come about if lost didn't occur. Thinking of life's seasons of ups & downs. How many frowns in time have been followed by smiles. How many dark periods followed by light full of happiness and all so bright. Bringing joy helping to overcome the losses in life. Living is filled with emotional cycles. The feelings that pain at some point better forgotten. Joyful feelings are sought after to be cherished by many until we're old and rotten. Although most are wrinkle and frail in our last dayz; memories of the lost & found categorize the pains of loss as waste in the end, easily and best forgotten; and the triumph of overcoming loss to expeince joy again is a priceless treasure. Through loss many have gain the strength of perseverance in the present along with the wisdom to endure the future inevitable changes existence brings. So as humankind can our losses be viewed as treasures to be found.....
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Deep waters dripping mysterious unknowns, channel my anger into activities that involve no violence and less danger. My walk with faith believing in love, honesty, resurrection, and eternal life of peace without evil, deception, or pain, led me to Lord God who's presence I forever wanna have access and in our Lord's love eternally remain. In this world expressions of color labeling our emotions as moods sway in and out of happy, sad, or mad. Wish wonders anticipating all the things we haven't experience and want to have. Exciting times appealing to the curiosity of our inexperience. Deceitful heart, weak flesh, our good intentions, and innocent actions are preyed upon by forces not in our control. Temptations present themselves, all fall victims at some point to the things we wanna do we don't and the things we don't wanna do we find ourselves doing. Environment of sin why lie say what we mean and mean what we say for better or worse. We can lie to others but to lie to ourselves worse. Be the person we're inspiring to be not the one buying or selling according to what's trending and winning majority of society's temporary popularity. Be who we are not what others expect us to be or want us to be. Truth set all free from lies, manipulation, and deception for all eternity….
Freedom birth free to alwayz remain free producing freewill. Let's do our best to appreciate that freewill and use it wisely.
Calm seas blessing the inhabitants of the world with peace without dangers and threat of total destruction.Easily happiness and joy can operate.Thoughtfulness helps us to be thankful and enjoy life to inspire to spread love not hate.
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She stop mattering much this day----I'm not in the mood at this time----am I betraying the truth of how much she mean to me is the thoughts resting dead on my mind----we are miles apart in physical distance and the sentiments of our hearts----I feel she has less interest in our relationship than what I feel and contribute to our joy----at times I've honestly felt like a part time lover----freeing my mind of thoughts of her today might help the health of our interaction in the future tomorrow----sometimes I get complacent in the comfort of her love----believing it comes automatically----when truth between her and me few things happen sporadically----summer warm days winter icey storms----both with the girl I desire most in her company I have enjoyed----the feelings that exist because of those facts are hard to ignore----hours of the day passed----I occupy my night with a meaningful activity that I've enjoyed all my life----I even had my favorite meal and sleep sound through the night----I woke eyes open to go about the next day----the memory of my mind and body emotionally told me something missing not the same----and then it occurred to me 24hrs went by without me hearing her voice and the tone in which only she say my name----my pulse sped up and my hands start to sweat----this can't be healthy entered my thought process---a inner voice said u know the cure and what's going to make u feel better----so I put aside my stubbornness get in touch with my love, my heart, is the first thing I do next....
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Michael Thomas Poem
I can smell the seasons change in the land I was born piercing my soul. I can taste the flavor of the rain from inside looking out the window on stormy dayz. Memories of my childhood when I explored and played. Honey suckles, plum trees, red clay running though my veins and bloodline. Pollen season pollenating vegetation, colorful scenery of many favorite destinations. Pecan trees holding secrets of the environment's history and will be the shade and nourishment for future generations after generations. Southern wine, southern moon shine, at holiday time a piece of peppermint in mine. Southern educated cooking and eating swine. These days in maturity for my health I'm a little refine making healthier choices about mine. Rivers, mountains, streams, and lakes popular fishing pond southern fun. Southern sun sets and dripping vines of southern rain no warnings before the storm came. Mix emotions in our lives yet for many southerners south is where the heart lies....
Tears of pains and tears of joy in many lives. Prayer that The Righteous Creator bless all lives, even those outside southern borderlines....
This is the oasis of the desert in my tragic times....
Dixie Bred, Dixie Born, Dixie Fed....
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Michael Thomas Poem
In this life we learn to walk, we learn right from wrong, still we all stumble and sometimes fall. At times knowing what's right we make choices to do wrong. Without getting up none would have learn to walk. Therefore our wrong choices in a sense represent our fall. Deciding not to indulge in those wrong choices no more is getting up. Inspiring steps towards the positive walking in understanding and the righteous paths. If we see it we believe, if we believe it and not see it yet seek to be it without sight of it and practice it, we presently become that which we do not see. Yet have faith it exist creating our own peace on earth in our individual lives in the presence of Evil. Fulfilling the goal of peace on earth. Evil, u show those who stand for nothing lost accepting sin , negativity, and enjoying doing wrong a peaceful existence paradise, from sight we will wanna be that too but can not be by actions and our thinking and not believing when we didn't see it. We are our thoughts and actions period. Just as a basketball player can practice to be ten for ten at the game he love. If we prefer to live in peace, positive, and goodness the practice and perfection of it is righteousness never being lost void of understanding lost not knowing better. Everything is traveling in a direction including time and our lives. As we evolve with aging and maturing which direction are we traveling toward, positive, negative, good, or evil. Choose cause an eternal destination awaits. Physical life temporary that's a fact we all know. The clock is ticking for us to decide our individual true nature by thoughts, actions, and decisions period. Stand for something or fall for everything, stand for nothing fall for anything. Peace be unto you.
As veterans the oath we took of honor, duty, country to protect freedom liberties democracy will always forever exist within us. Principles, morals, values we can awaking and build on those positively. These are also true treasures that can not be stolen or collect dust. Lets allow THE Oath to be our foundation rock to soldier
on with dignity, forgiveness, humbleness, to face our destinies in Honesty and TRUTH....(Hoorahhhh)
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