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Peace to all of the inhabitants within and without the universe
Respect to all existence both stagnant and dynamic
No desire to understand only to observe and appreciate
Those who’ve sought understanding have greatly misunderstood
They intend to change (upgrade) and will inevitably spike altercation
Disrupting and forever corrupting universal equilibrium
Effort to become God the creator and healer of all is the cause of disruption
Persevering disabling efforts to be God with the determination of correction is the cause of infinite corruption – the effect of cyclical disruption
“____ heals all wounds”
No human is able to fix
We are only able to use
An attempt to restore is abuse
“____ heals all wounds”
Rest
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My mother and aunts
All suffered from breast cancer
Mom’s right breast removed
She had the choice to abort
But she risked her life for me
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Daddy was… I don’t even remember but he wasn’t there
I don’t even remember why you were so angry
I got back home that night and my dog was lying in front of the garage
AT NIGHT in front of the garage!
I dial the keypad to get in the house but the door was locked and you took the key from its place so I couldn’t get in
I rang the doorbell
Knocked on the door
Rang the doorbell
Knocked on the door
But I didn’t make a scene
I carried my dog to the door on the fence, climbed over the fence, let my dog in and looked through the sliding glass door
You were asleep
I’m very happy for everybody that the sliding glass door wasn’t locked
I get inside and noticed you were passed out drunk!
The Grey Goose revealed it all
I kissed my dog goodnight, gave him a treat and BOUNCED
With YOUR keys and YOUR car
I’m so fed up I’m just SO fed up
The Bible says honor thy mother and father it doesn’t mention son and daughter
BOLOGNA if you ask me
NO child begged to be a part of this planet!
What does honor mean anyway?
Webster says merited respect… okay so maybe it’s not bologna!
I canNOT stop replaying my past
You are still here!
You are from the past!
I have let go but when you dig it up and throw it in my face
I pick it back up!
I try to be strong
I really do and EVERYONE notices I’ve made great improvements
You’re one of the people who’s praised me!
I’ve been having these occasional fluttering sensations in my heart for the past few years that I’ve mentioned to you recently
I still haven’t gone to the doctor
Neither of us will forget that time I was crying on the phone to Linnel about the two guys raping my semiconscious body and you busted in my room and said, “I hope your p____ fall’s off”
I can’t forget that time I confided in you about an unusual discharge and you said, “I’m just gonna let you suffer…”
Thanks for eventually taking me to go get tested but why did you have to say that?
I felt bad enough
Very true, Mom, I don’t have any friends…
I’m not even sure if I’m in excellent health and that I’ll make it many more years
Still, while I’m here
I just want to be able to help my people… somehow
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“I've learned some INCREDIBLELY valuable lessons that have been crammed into a two week period. The biggest one was: NEVER expect for someone to appreciate your heart! I won’t turn bitter because I’ve always enjoyed just doing what I can for others and more. God, please help me to be less volatile. Although my intentions are never to hurt anyone, yelling is rarely heard. If someone doesn’t want to listen, they won’t. You speak to me in ways I could NEVER put into words and because of freewill, I will either heed your words or learn your words through experiences. I pray that you help me become more open to your lessons. I don’t know what there is after life in the universe but I pray that before I pass on, I am ready to live with you. God, please be with ALL of those less fortunate than myself; Whether it be they are destitute, in need of guidance, lonely, or are being neglected and/or abused PLEASE stay near and dear to these people and provide them with their perfect but healthy “happy place”. I pray that you will make an impact on those who do not know you and speak to them in a way that THEY will listen. I pray that my planet will someday become a more habitable home for all who dwell. I pray that you will somehow get through to the members of the government. I know freewill is the MAIN element in why my planet is the way it is but I understand that it was no mistake but that you have literally given us ALL that we could ask for and this is how I’ve come to KNOW that I just cannot expect for anyone to appreciate my heart; but like you, God, I will continue to love for the sake of my home. I pray that all world leaders, teachers, counselors, parents, guardians and those under the watchful eye of our planet will BE the positive example for us all. These people influentially lead us so I pray that they carefully and not precariously lead which will in turn make the world a more habitably peaceful place for us all. I pray for the security and advancement of those who choose to be in my life. I am truly thankful for these people and my dog. I don’t have many – well I don’t have ANY companions that I could see in person. I pray that I will have someone that I can enjoy life with that I can also learn and love life with. Thank you, God for blessing me with your love, a home, my parents that make sure there is food, my dog that will love me unconditionally, sense, courtesy and an open mind. I love you, God!”
God: “I love you, too. Sleep well.”
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Not just what I expected but beyond
Scenery so appealing there’s no word to describe this
No such thing as uncomfortable or timid
Only invitation, simplicity, liberation, amusement, the works!
Each breath makes me feel brand new
Each footstep encourages me to glide, skip and wiggle my toes even
Sounds blended hitting the ear with confidence
Perfection knows no sharps or flats
Life’s weight lifted from these bodies revealing immaculately beautiful souls
This land has no hierarchy, no worry, no schedule, no walls, no ceiling
Just foundation
That foundation is God
It’s no wonder these souls can fly!
And all of this I’ve seen as I make my way up the steps
To Heaven’s Doorway
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Interested in my thoughts?
I’m interested in yours, too
Nice of you to stop by
A not-so-phony comment will do
It’s nice that everyone talks and leaves me without a clue
But laughs at my ignorance and preaches about the Truth
EVERYONE is flattered by genuine concern
You accept what you’re given but give nothing in return
Greedy heathen is a term you should learn
You spare yourselves the water and love to watch me burn
Like I said, I write for myself
Unless you’re constructive your words do not help
Yet this does not faze you
Because I just seem crazy to you
But this is who I am
Paranoid by the many views
People ALWAYS watch
And have nothing to say to you
But nurture your delusions
And soak in pride about playing you
We are all humans
Yet we’re subjected to categories
But this is how some get off
I kindly ask please stop sparing me childhood stories
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A lot of people seem to love fabrication
I won’t judge
That’s just not me
A true poet is to each his own
It’s still poetry
Mine is MY life and MY story
Yours might be full of hopes and dreams that I can’t see
But if imagination is key
It’s still poetry
I won’t dye or perm my hair
That only masks your essences’ bare reality
Living this way
Writing that way
To each his own
It’s still poetry
Poetry is poetry is poetry
An artistic expression of ones feelings and ideas
Artistic?
Creative . . .
Creative?
Not your everyday average
Therefore, it can be make believe
It can be real
Either or, it should appeal to the audience
To seal a crowd of many zealous listeners or readers
I write for me though
If one can REALate, that is a bonus!
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Never said yes
And no chance to say no
Both inebriated
So you thought that was the chance for you to go
No violence from what I remember
I woke up in the midst
Too messed up to say a word
Or know the order of events
I dont even know the face
I only thought it was you
And you say it was him, too
My self feels so displaced
Should've paid attention to the signs
But was too naive
Invite me somewhere unfamiliar
And use the tricks up your sleeve
Just to get off
You shatter the outlook of a young girl
Just to get off
You put a curtain over my world
Due to your ill wishes and your sickness
I was too dumb to speak
Too embarrassed, too ashamed
I thought it was defeat
After one realization came another
Eventually, nothing is at it seems
While growing up you're given lessons
With age wisdom gets more keen
I can forgive but won't forget
I've also gained through your deception
I've learned not to lose all hope through this
Uninvited infection
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Eruption silenced
by a snowstorm of violence:
Nature unbalanced
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Once a felon always a felon, right?
Once an addict always an addict, right?
At least an addict can make the choice to leave their drug of choice alone, turn their lives around and make something of themselves
Three strikes you’re out?
PSSSH! More like one!
What type of living can one with the label of a felon make?
Is it at all possible for them to become doctors, lawyers, a fighter of crime?
Their only destiny is to live the life of a partner in crime
The laws don’t allow the growth of someone with a prison record
There is no window period after doing time to show themselves and society that they’ve had some sort of revelation and choose to change
The law IS a partner in crime
The law perpetuates the mindset of a criminal
You may judge somebody that is “bout that life” but what other choices do they have other than
To rob someone of their life or wealth in an attempt to evade a life with no security or food.
Day by day, hour by hour these people live because they’ve been denied the opportunity of self-improvement
Oh, so it’s unfair for them to rob others for what they have?
THEY have been robbed
The LAW is unfair!
How can you tell them robbery is not okay when the very law has robbed these people?
So should they just commit suicide and allow those who haven’t yet made the mistake of becoming a felon to suffice?
You may look down on the recurrent inmates asking,
“Why haven’t they learned”?
“How dumb could they be to make the same mistakes that have landed them in prison”?
Going to jail or prison may not be the objective of their act but at least in prison there is a place to lay their heads and food to eat!
This is ridiculous!
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