Archive for August 2018
the beginning is the end
sounds initially strange but consider it my friend on any given occasion, the beginning is the end for how we approach a problem or how we greet a friend is so heavily influenced by how we choose to begin i recommend wholeheartedly extreme consideration as to what is inferred from the start, because what may…
Read Moredelusions
delusions of a past i see, always came back and haunted me so i decided to ask them to hang around, until i could sort out what was lost and what was found so i poured over my back pages looking for a theme and what i found was unnerving to me seems fear had…
Read Morenvp
the sum total of what we understand, not what we experience given to exaggeration as amplified hope, of what we would like to achieve and what we know we probably won’t somewhere in between, the truth and the lies, is the staging area we call life which leaves Norman Vincent, peeling
Read Morediscovery: pry bar of time
what do i know what do i see these perceptions get the best of me when i think i understand the pry bar of time opens my mind as usual what i find to so many things i was blind
Read Moreno postage required/for wt and dm
this note won’t require any postage because i’m writing it for myself all the words have been spoken i’ll keep it as a reminder of my limitations waste of time trying to change someone hard enough to change yourself better to accept the person, if you can or go onto someone else if…
Read Moreforgiveness/spiritual axiom
forgiveness is as much, if not more for me, than for you the letting go, lets God in the perception that something is given must be accompanied with the thought of receiving, grace
Read Morehorace the oak
Horace soared towards the sky at the edge of a beautiful meadow a meandering river passed nearby and offered its’ sweet water often it is not only a human characteristic to wish to be something different, other species suffer with the same discontent so it was with Horace, who longed to roam the fields and…
Read Moreperception/’old poems never die’
the trickle of water: was enough to fill my cup, if i was patient made me long for torrents of rain started to weaken then it was gone reviewing my notes: i had focused on areas that supported my opinion i had captured the essence of the lecture i had missed key points …
Read Morecareful what you touch
careful what you touch you might feel a little rush, that turns into crush from a boulder you never saw coming your way different can be cool, but it is the romance of fools the same old thing dressed up in different clothes the exchange can be like an insect entering a web if they…
Read Moremolting
i shed this skin to become a new man starting the process over again i can’t go back to the beginning but i can look back and check my tracks and see when i left the trail i don’t have to go through the process but if i’m not willing to be honest with myself…
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