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  1. You ever wanted a thing so bad that the thought of losing it before you even have it makes you mad. Do you ever dream beyond the moment of conception with the intention of having better things. I ask God so many questions because I just want to know what it all means. Looking over life wondering how women can take on so many roles. We have pushed up those around us while not losing sight of our own goals. I wasn't prepared for this life with so many fires to put out. Where we speak life into existence but we are never taught how. Where we as individuals should be allowed to determine our own worth yet we don't understand this that our value can't be decided on earth We are not told in our formative years that fears is no more than a mindset. That negative is cultivated as a jacket we wear out of fear. Fear of not fitting in. Not looking like her. Not moving like them, not conforming to the world. Peculiar is a world to describe the within. The part of us that we push down because to be different is difficult and a way not to win. Its not losing either. it's just to carbon copy your soul because we are taught as small children that the way of society is we all walk the same road. So let's be honest Where does that road actually lead. Do you know where you are going, so grateful they taught you to read. Not realizing the day you learned your ABC's, it was that very moment you started to be deceived. It was there that the lies began to be told. That you will go to school, work at 18, get used up by thier system to die when your old. Opening eyes to the American dream. It's not roads paved with gold it's a lie and a scheme. It's how they get us to buy into the lie with shiny little bobbles and promises of dreams. They Indocurate us and lie saying its for our own good because we as various cultures aren't misunderstood. They know what's best for all others as they feel they should. Wake up so we raise this generation to an alternative way where our children learn there is value in what we need to say. We are asking you not to lie as bad as the truth maybe. Because the truth of the matter is knowledge is what set the captive mind free. Free my people.
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    YOKED

    The last line.
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    YOKED

    Unevenly yoked means you don't agree and a house divided can not stand. Depending on how true and grounded you are in your faith will be like standing at the greatest divide. Like both holding to a rope with no true winning side. It's left and right trying to take control. It's like fighting the current as you swim while you're walking up a road. It will be liking to talking and listening simultaneously. Like wanting to battle but praying to flee. It's like an orange orange colored by design but an anomaly is created when you taste a fruit that appears as an orange yet taste of a completely different kind. It's like empty and full competing in a space where everything is nothing and the lack of faith won the race. The word of God says to not unevenly yoke yourself to another because the difference may destroy the love created for each other. Because many are grounded in this religion game but if it is Jesus that you worship and spiritually that you seek than the question should be changed. To yoke yourself in marriage is more then simple faith, there are questions that should be asked and the answer can be found in grace. Listening is more then hearing what is said. Know that love can concur all if it's truly God Lead.
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    It's okay

    Know Your Worth, Be Okay With Being You, and We Are All So Much More Than The Words We Choose. We Are Originators Of Unique Creative Avenues That Lead To Unexplored Shores That Go Unnamed Until We Choose. We Are Unexplored Territory Canvassing Our Next Move Unaware That So Many Will In Fear Allow Curiosities To Set Up All The Rules. Which For Many Will Be Bricked Off Walls And Doors Of Bars Called Shame, It Would Be Absent Of That Childlike Intrigue Where We Learn To Pronounce Our Very Own Name. It Will Be The Difference In The Mold The Journey Takes Where We Are Allowed To Learn Ourself And Be Okay With Our Own Mistakes
  5. Was Wondering Where The Grown Folks Are. It's Like Aiming For The Moon And Wishing On Stars Real Conversations Coming Your Way. Bringing Solutions Should Be The New Dance Craze. Scary Minds Trying To Find A Way To Lossen The Noose That We Are Taught By The Masters To Ingore While We Open Eyed Are Blinded By The Indocurated Information We Are Taught In Our Youth. Yes I Believed Too. My Cultures Mismanaged Story Not Only Jaded By The Chalked Outlined Street But Dripping In Blood And Bought As My Truth Is Shoved To The Credits Which Are Decorated By Those Now Coined Deceased. My Forefathers Never Existed, Thier Names Changed So My Children Would Die In The Street. To Cut The Head Of The Beast Is To Leave The Strongest Of Us The Outcome Of Being incomplete so They Stole My Soul Causing Me To Roam All Alone Then Walk In Anger When They Call Their Social Distructon What it Is Was Which Is Wrong. Yes You Where For Not Calling My Black Beautiful Which it Is. So we as grown Folks my change the narrative and give respect to mystery as we teach the next generation how to live.
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    Time

    I don't wanna waste any more time, time is not my friend, time, time isn't my enemy, time owes me nothing, time is a commodity we wasted when were young not realizing that when it's gone it's gone, it's gone and so many of us pray for it, but we all want to redo somewhere in our life some decision we made where we feel we should have thought twice but it is what it is. Time doesn't bend it just joins us as we live. it's like the walk, or the breath we needed to exist but if we cherished it as we should We would value the risk. the risk that comes when you realize your wasting time. Its when you don't realize that time isn't your friend for you and for me it has both beginning and end and it's hard to describe Unless you understand it's kind but you can't marry time. you can't stop time so stop trying time. you can't help time. And just when you realize it's importance that when you're out of time, it's time you come to terms with time and understand that in life lost time is a crime because it's pulled Away from you just as you learned what to do with time, it's like just when you learn what do with time that's actually when you don't have anymore just when you realize that you've taken so many things for granted thinking tomorrow will come when it's not actually promised you look at time And you want more. time can't be Sued, it's at this time you want to beat up time. You wanna see time when time meets you the day you were born in so many that love you told you to slow down and take advantage of time arms, remembering the small things that seemed so sublime. seems so unnecessary to your youthful state of mind. No time didn't bring you money and time Won't promise you riches or gold Time will however escort you until you're old it's just sad to think we think we don't understand time until we come to an age We realize How precious time is and it's Sad because the reality comes just as we are learning to live. I'll make time for you. There's still time..... #positiveblackimages #blacklove #blacktalent #poetry #poetrycommunity #loveyourself #loyalty #authorsofinstagram #artist #motherhood #sisters @#blacklove @blackexcellencesocialclub #blackwoman #blackart #blackmusic #authenticity #influencer #Godinspired
  7. It's respect for them. I wear the mask knowing covid is a joke. I wear it because it gives some a misguided type of hope. I don't wear it because it makes me feel any kind of safe. I wear it because so many fear man that God had lost his space, place, time in that life so when others walk in fear I put the mask on because they think this will save a life. My war is not with you but we voted this mess in. It's about dividing and conjuring as so many relationships will end. It's misinformation fed to us everyday and we get lost in the words because we all refuse to pray. We are not asking the right questions and they take advantage of that as well, they gave us cell phones what technology that is rounding us up like cattle that is being driven straight to hell. Every one afraid to address the elephant in the room, Hitler isn't or will never be the consolation to what we see as doom. So mask or not at the end of the day shot or no shot a mask won't harm in any way. It won't help either I just want you to feel safe.
  8. We are having the wrong conversation here. Our government is like Hitler oh the movies they will someday write. The history that will be written for such a time as this. The things in this that we are willing to compromise. So my question is exactly what are they attempting to distract us from. Could it be the new one world order or are governments just having fun. When looking back on history when did the dirt appear. Some of the true to life adaptation are only now being made clear. Create fear. Use the Jim Crow theory divide and concur rewrite history until we all get weary. But really when thinking did the government do anything for it's people. They lured us in promising the American dream but this goes so much deeper.... my people Parrish because they lack knowledge. Don't believe everything they say. When in doubt fall to your knees and pray
  9. it's spoken word and it would really depends on my state of mind at the time. It take motivation, how we tell it can change another's state of mind. So when determining anything I use grace to allow my heart to decide. It would really be to the glory if together we all are adorned on the very same stage. Many of us share experiences of the road less traveled so it encourages others to omit the fear that is created with the decision of change.
  10. Men are taught often to show themselves vulnerable is to be weak.. many women have been in today's society is the less you show you care the more he will try to get you too see him standing there. So to not seem insane how does anyone know how anyone feels. We run to the same sex for comfort infear of frightening each other. We wear mask daily in relationships where we spirituality and mentally catfish one another. Mental health is the first think to consider but she won't notice his state of mind unless she is his sister. So to say 1 of ten of the females in his life will notice his struggle could be right. The one who show up in the mist of the challenge is probably the one he should make his wife. Most women are selfishly trying not to drown and have been pulled apart and haven't had the example of how to hold a single man down. I mean one man that she can actually see. He must honestly ask himself who is he attracted too because some will be his reflection so does he care about his own mental health. So his looking for her to understand or was he saying in the asking something else. If your important we care. He must find the one he is important to.
  11. I'm not sure why people can't come to terms Or won't come to terms with the necessity of forgiveness that comes with learning. It's learning to love every man where he is found. a man is not bound by his circumstances he is not hostage to his past. a man should learn from his ancestors so that he Doesn't have to look back. Referencing is required. It's like a map in time. You may have to walk the road more then once to commit it in your mind. Imagine us the Atlas. each man a different place. each man a different journey and no two journeys In time should be a raced. Imagine some roads rocky, other roads completely hilled some roads are on cliffs and some roads Are on hard ground that needs to be tilled. His journey might require prudence some patients depending on the need in the end. his journey might be deemed Mind blowing depending on what others might see but every journey is to a place that is necessary to the whole because how far have we ever gotten exploring on our own. we stop along the way as most of us should while some Blow past the beauty and fail to take the time to see that every movement with In the journey is motivation to the Others that need something to believe. Good or bad, history was made and in the sacrifice of others many roads where paved. In the name of progress pushing past being the norm we learned to be tolerant As we took fear past a place we determine to be a harm. so as we looked on this cultures Divide we learn from one another and we forgive Laying aside our pride. We can't stay divided forever. we can't or we shouldn't Live solely in the past. we must hold on to each other together because the journey is not over until forgiveness is all that last. Forgive me!
  12. Will I ever know your story or will my story surfice. It boggles my mind when I think how one sided each story is when it comes to real life. I never heard your history or did I imagined what you went through. I never took into consideration that you have a story too. I just heard what they said. you know the ones that look like me. the ones that share what they feel is the most important take on history. I wonder if those claiming all these tragic things in time ever realize that those that are multi cultural have a somewhat different take on cultural crimes. I mean how do we relate to them killing you which is the killing of me how do we not understand That it was more than slaves that were taken and while they weren't taken slaves they were people that looked like me. I mean Asian's were stolen Indians were slaves as well, while black people have cornered the market on travesty theyd refused to return to the motherland That today wouldn't treat us that well So what do we do where do we begin how do we combine our histories so the cultures could learn to blend. do I tell you The Best of Me as you have done to the rest of us, How do we get back to that coin phrase in God we trust. how do we begin where my truth does not harm you. how do we learn to embrace the best and worst of each culture so the strengthening of us is the not death of me and you.. Truly there is no U or I. We don't as a race really fair a part no matter how we try. I I don't want to take your movies. I don't want to take your books. I don't want to remove your history but I want my history to have a different look. we want to be included, our side according to our own history, we need to be taught in school, we want our children to be free, knowledge is freedom and freedom Gives us an advantage we've never had before, we shouldn't have to research the outcome of A-war when that war is still going on today and we're in the middle and we have very little to say because no one asked us how we felt about Thanksgiving ever or that day. Thanksgiving goes far beyond Columbus. It's the reverence not the finding of the world, its the blessings that came for many as my ancestors were there. Some were brought over on slave ships and others owned others yet today that's not my care, my care is it took each one of them, a culture to make me, each a different description of world history and it all needs to be kept in reach. Perspective. Closing the cultural divide.
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    31

    Someone to aspire too.. on a scale of 1 to 10. I say 31, because proverbs 31 for females give us a place to begin. She is too the imagination the description of every woman from within. She is mother and wife, sister and friend, she is the essence of femininity her titles have no end. If it can be achieved she'll strive for the win, her goals are accomplishments that make those idle moments feel like sin. She is a greeter, that only retreats as a design, She will change her lane to complete the desires of her mine. She is a master that is making the rules. By extension of her values her virtue a tool. Trend setting her image as we do as she would as the example of femininity is her primary mood. A goal is a thought that we desire a dream yet she is more than the moment, she is the extreme. If a man finds her, the world she will lay at his feet and until you realize you are her, you're far from complete. It's not a goal, it's a mind set. When we set our minds to get it, the word goal can't begin to describe what we do to make it happen once we've made up our minds. She is more than imagined, we exist in real time..
  14. Can we grow together? Is this a question, or a statement. We can grow together is this a simple estimation. We say things that are more then simply heard. There is more to the commitment that becomes convoluted with spoken word. Is a relationship an investment of merely time. Does me being absent from your presence make my existence sublime. Did I disappear because my voice faded in the dark. Am I nonexistent because you couldn't feel my heart. Can we grow together? Because I don't look like you, we can grow together yet it's something we must choose. Your voice is a voice that echos a melody and even when I can't see you I know you feel like me. I know our common ground unites us as sisters in this race, yet we are not each others competition because we both have different obstacles to face. We compete against a world that would fail us. Teach us to compete, show us that we are only as valued as the world would allow our reach. Yet what we are, is a chain link fence broken down. We sit alone as links and wont reach our full potential until we learn to stand our ground. We can't fullfill that potential until we see our worth and demand the full value in it essence unrehersed. Women must unite to protect the growth within. This knowledge is what must be nutured so women learn to become slightly more than friends. I am searching for my sister's yet friendship is where it begins, so can we grow together or we can grow together so the silence can finally end...
  15. I feel so alone laying next to you. Waking up to another nightmare where promises weigh me down like a boulder on my neck, it has me praying for the silence that is a companion to death. Words can not describe the dread that sits at my feet, the emptiness that represents my thoughts and drain my energy. Swollen eyes slightly ajar decorate my face which is without Emotion as time has removed the color for remorse to take its place. The disguise I wear takes every bit of me, it’s distorted what remains and blinded me too a fantasy. It is remiss to compare a fairytale to a nightmare as they both are thought imagined yet they both will have us scared. Both have a hero both a villain too, both you’ll awaken yet more often it’s starts a dream till it’s the nightmare that reign true. Wake me up! Please, wake me up…
  16. Do I kill you when I take your life? Or do I kill you when I still your future, These are tangible questions, that people of color ask every day. Is life lacking a future more than existence without breath, do we breathe when we are being choked out of a dream or a hope, because as we roam these roads that are paved with the blood of the colored individuals, we realize we have only learned to cope. We say we are free and equal, when freedom and equality are bridges that seldom meet, so many man made rules that were created to rule and decide my fate. Freedom was not ever free just check out the militaries death rate. Equality comes 2nd in comparison, for your so called equality many a mother had to give up a son, these men that battle for us never heard the words, I think we won. Because did they win? and at the cost of what? one man’s pride like a chest game played and not one of your sons lay in a shallow grave, but he can’t pull his cell phone out, but she doesn’t rule the world because she had to fight just for her presence to be allowed. We question politics but never read the rules, call the planning ridicules when my fight wasn’t even with you. So, did I kill you way before you were born. Did I trap you in a place where the shade of your skin could bring you harm, No I didn’t think it threw. The moment that I taught you to not value your worth, that was the moment that I killed you. Miss-educated isn’t to know, but I thought you knew..
  17. 1. Reading, understanding, knowledge acquired is not really knowing the magnitude of dreams not realized because the spark was put out, before the flicker could catch on fire. Be sympathetic to the appraisal that was born to ignite the desire’s eye, because there is a turning to reach the yearn of the creative thought that must fly. Your interpretation of my awareness will have you wondering why the lies, it was because my soar frightened those setting still, simply put they feared I’d pass them by. Looking down to contemplate the rational that sends fear threw to the core f us. We fear the up look afraid the shine will harm our eyes, we want the work from the penthouse view but we fail to understand the nature of the mentality so we question the resolve of the man in charge, to know he did what he needed too. Knowledge does not negate the work, understanding it has its sacrifices’ should levitate must of the hurt. Some make it look so easy to work in that successful grace, but never forget the life’s we lost, they stood their ground so you could move at own your pace. We hardly look back but fear looking up when the prize is not before us, it is to keep your eye to the sky because God’s mercy arrives every morning with the son (sun) and whether you can see it or it sits behind a cloud, it is still in the heavens and if you peace be still, can hear the words, Yes you, you are my child, seek ye first the kingdom of God, and his righteousness; and all these things shall be added unto you.
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    One Race

    Race there is but one, we all dwell here on this place we named earth, we all inhabit her nooks and crannies while she hurts, she cries out as she is being pulled apart at the seams as she is lost by the occupants that live as tenants of a population that fights a single dream, which is A single race of people is what we are, yet we battle for supremacy only inflicting pain, and the world bears the scars. We all are in pursuit of the same things like, our right to breath, we all have the same dreams, and we all have the selfsame needs, We need to be necessary and we need to be loved. We are a nation of people trying to be detached from the above. We are a tribe that longs to be understood. These rules they divide God’s children, when nothing on this world should. However, it is difficult when you are taught from birth to death that a shade of skins will determine the outcome of your life, determine your worth, tell others your destiny; we know that it is not right. When hate is publicized and egged on and hope is ostracized and forgiving becomes the sin, and we say hell no to compromise. When up is down, and down is up and good goes straight to hell, how do we bridge that gap? What will this lesson tell? We all are residents chasing down the battle to be in control, failing to realize that control is a indescribable illusion that embraces the status quo, the competition is not for me to be better than you, we do better when we fight in pairs, that number starts at two, then comes three and four. When we find what we have in command and fall to our knees to pray it is when we learn that we are more alike. As human’s we are the same. One Race
  19. The Side effects of living, there are more than words can convey. Living comes with so many unanswered questions. There are many things to say. Just to contemplate them all brings on monumental stress. The right to breath is a consequence in the moment you are born. We crawl walk and somehow begin to run, it is the hit or miss in life’s torrid tropic storms and I am not speaking to the crusade but to the description of the excursions aftermath. While I am observing the side effects then I ask myself am I prepared for any of that, so what is that; but loving, opening your mind, hoping for real beliefs, foregoing the sublime, the exhale and the inhale coupled with the rising norm. Where the oblivious is the portrayal that cradles what we fear will do the most harm, coughing and sweating, to lack taste or the ability to see, it is confusion at its greatest so not clear to me, to push us and pull us, check my pulse, and ask how we feel. Blotchy skin, red swollen eyes, and are we able to hear, rapid heartbeats, racing thoughts, irrational thinking, are but a few, these are the side of effects of living, and they all accompany my thoughts of you. Tears and chaos, moments owned and then released, shaky hands and concrete heavy feet, constipations of the heart, with diarrhea of the mind, sitting up while standing it makes no sense half the time, it is was medically a remedy of all I thought should be a side effect of living, but am I living when I can’t breath?
  20. Commitment: Can I get you to make me a promise? Can I get you to see passed the undertaking of my hearts desires? I promise you love and devotion, which by today’s society is far from the norm. In becoming attentive to the needs of others, one can cause self-harm. My loyalty is more than the trust that I extent to the dedication called us. Faithfulness is the underdog of fidelity when adherence is no longer a must. My resolve said you are worth the time sacrificed, but do I take what is given at the cost of a life. We were supposed to walk as one, an allegiance standing its ground, refusing to retreat. However the bond that brought us back to heel was a facility to the pain, which was real. Your pledge an oath told to the old that promised fairytales to the very young, was the contract that promised mystic retreats had me rethinking the pact that you had made with me. So many decisions were made back then and I was amazed you consider me a friend. I guaranteed you me at the cost of them, not contemplating the contract end. The resolution was supposed to bring me peace of mind but is was only affirmation of a kinder time when you could feel me in the breeze of the night and the vows we made said we’d be alright. Yet reality has a way of creeping in with no assurance of where ties begin. It is only a burden when duty pressures an engagements end, and the arrangements made were to consider the obligation of a lifelong friend. Never the less, here we sit hand in hand with the future untold. We considered the undertaking that was pressed upon us, and welcomed the moment we both got old. The memories that we would never rewrite because in the commitment we learn to fight. Those fights made us bold, and in them we learned to stay beyond the words and pain, the commitment to the future that we never thought we’d see, still makes me think this way. A committed friend.
  21. John 15:13-16 13Greater love has no one than this: to lay down one's life for one's friends. 14You are my friends if you do what I command. 15I no longer call you servants, because a servant does not know his master's business. Instead, I have called you friends, for everything that I learned from my Father I have made known to you. 16You did not choose me, but I chose you and appointed you so that you might go and bear fruit-fruit that will last-and so that whatever you ask in my name the Father will give you. The world will slow down today for a moment, will we listen to the cries of those that need to hear a word of encouragement, will we as the children of God give the best gifts or will we fall to our knees and pray unity into the presence of a day designated for peace love and prosperity. When will we turn to God and praise his spirit in, I drove to work as the morning seem to be crying with the rain, so many dread a day meant to ease the strain, so many get missed not because they are not important but because God can’t be seen, and with the lies that mask the truth this days loses what it truly means. So many religions come into play, so many blaspheme on this important day, so many know better than the things they say, but they keep the lies going any way, This is more than like a dance craze. Jesus has gotten lost, his purpose encased in a worldly haze and with the mention of salvation, we Christians stand around as if we are amazed. Amazed at what we allowed, we let them take this day and pushed the truth of the season into a cloud, then when another falls to the ground unless the pain affects us directly we just stand around. I am not sure whom this makes sense too, to those that complain or to those who refuse to push the truth. The truth is, in us, GOD should be seen on every day, we may have a day but the build up to Christmas should be in the moments we pray. the times we fall to our face, the nights we wrestle with the spirits till fears fades away, the mornings God greet us to the promise of greater days and then on Christmas the family unites so those that don’t know him, so they can see his presences in a greater way. When we get back to what truly works, then those that watch in silence will understand peace on earth, till we teach the truth of all things they will walk with blinders on because we sit in silence afraid to offend even when it is obvious things are wrong. We say what is good is bad and what is bad is good, we confuse those that wonder when the word of God is more than misunderstood. God said the truth is here to set you free and we should take back Christmas, remove the lies that come to confuse. Remind the world of the true meaning, tell the world the good news that Jesus was born so that we could live again. he sacrifice himself so we could walk free of sin, he came to bring an example, speak truth and above all, he came to free us so we could go to the father, the greatest gift was the reason Jesus Christ was called. Merry Christmas He is the reason Tell Some One……….
  22. Feed the children. Put them to bed. Cleaning often relaxes me. It stays clean for more than a few moments when they are sleeping. I Kiss those small heads. I then paint out my frustration with a glass of wine, or write a bit of poetry to calm my mind. Perhaps plan my day knowing the kids and God have a say, Maybe cook a little. Or sit and in silence I pray. I take care of myself that's the bottom line. I give my self some real love, I make the time. Light a candle, seek direction and strength to push on, turn off all the distractions including the phone. I reevaluate my decision and shut out all the noise. I watch my children sleeping that too brings me joy. I look at what was knowing I've Grown. I thank God for the quiet and peace and just sit all alone. Dedicated to my daughters
  23. I love you. What is it that you love about me?. The questions would continue until he understood that loving me comes with a whole lotta responsibility. It can't be a lie to any degree, was it WRITE after sex cause I've had men asking to marry me, okay so what do you love? is it the color of my soul, the contact of my characters or the fact that I have goals? Is it my large breast or my elegant finesse? Is it my knowledge of life or my hips and my thighs or do my lite Brown eyes have you mesmerize. Is it the sound of my voice as I whisper your name or are you caught up and just tired of the singles game? please tell me what you love about me? It is that I am a tad bit crazy, a whole lot of creative mixed in with a small amount of lazy? Do you love my attitude or style, what do you love. So before we venture into this conversation again, please read this before you use those words because I am reserving them for my very best friend. I love you
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    Balance

    Balance, the yin and the yang, two equal parts, different yet same, value and worth, caution without pain, to be uneasy and alarmed, proud and shamed. The conundrum that describes the strange, that gives names to the nameless that are showered with fame. The walk to the crawl and backs become fronts and no one is turning around but the mystery lost in the moment becomes so profound. Identical places that set back to back. The coin toss that has tails looking up while the head was once at. The falling of rain and raising of sand. The coarseness of water as it sits on the ground. The nature flow with the robotic dance is the motion of still where to be blind is to be seen at a glance. The forward gesture with the backward drift where right is wrong, and a compromise the very wish. The nightmare that is cultivated becomes the dream of tranquility in the occasion created the bustle of a culture not often seen. Balance: the good and bad, the happy, the sad, joy and pain, the yin the yang. The beginning again only to know that it all comes to an end., enemies soon becomes friends, we open our eyes just to close them again, but balance so uncomfortable to us but really beyond Jesus what else can we trust balance..
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    The door

    The door: it only looks like an entrance, but when it is examined, it is so much more. We use the door for so many things, it is a way of escape depending on the direction it swings. It is a pendulum that can be blown opened or closed. It has duel purposes when we consider should it be opened or closed. The door is the way many come in. we invite them, to enter where a conversation can begin and in the same breath we tell them to leave but the intent of the direction is decided by the perception believed. The exit sign sets just up above but is never noticed when we enter in love, and yes the door is often sealed shut, the soul that is broken will brick the door up. Some doors are beautiful to be seen. The art work that was invested has one wondering if to just open the door what there would be, and as the door opens the things that are found have you wondering if the emptiness inside was silently yelling out loud and then the crushed door that looks like it was kicked down. The hinges are missing and the glass is broke out. The door that is hanging on by a thread. It is the very door that gets passed like it owes the world this great debt. The door that is worn and the come in sign hangs to the left, you’d never dare venture for fear of the dread, yet this door is simply less appealing because of much use, it is only uninviting when considering the view. Nevertheless when it is opened the story’s it tells are magic, the words on the wall are written in grace, everything concerned just finds it place but we walk right by this door every day, passing judgement because it doesn’t appear to entered would be safe, We look for the door, which is that way of escape. When we enter to walk the road less traveled we learn to open the door most used is the only way. He Is door
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