i have been away...

most glorious one

i am wholly indebted to you
i could never come close to repaying you
you do not ask it from me
though i feel eternally compelled to offer

you have been calling me, signaling me
i am sorry i have not answered, i turned away
as tears flow gently from my eyes
i am drawn unto you through an unlikely source
i have felt your pleadings in recent days
in my mind i knew my travels were set to cease
i can see home in the horizon, its familiar glow
i am returning there, after being away for months

as i look to my feet i notice i am not walking
i am being carried by you, ushered to the end
i do not deserve this, for death is my wages
you give so freely to an ungrateful soul
even as i left you so that i might perish in my selfishness
you guarded me, you guided me through unimaginable dangers
death fell upon me and you brought me up from its grasp
such darkness pierced by your infinite light

and now here i am, broken, battered... and such time wasted
i have longed for that which does not edify, temporal cares
my sights set on the false world of earthly wealth and riches
while you still suffer from the pain of your death by my cruel hand
i plead now for your mercy, your forgiveness, your rescue
i realize these as i lie helpless in your arms, unable to move
words cannot begin to convey my anguish for my own rebellion
may the god of peace grant me swift death unto myself, renewal

oh providence i am in need of your assistance
i cannot live in this world on my own, i fall
bestow upon me brave wisdom to surrender
transform my animosity into a generous love
sanctify me by your spirit, oh true and only savior
mend my wounds which cloud my return
regenerate my soul into your perfect peace
and keep calm the waters which now lie still

o magnificent one, send forth your peace

our high horse

we put on airs, pretending we are better
we put on slacks, claiming a "witness for christ"
we blasphemy in our selfish and gossipy prayers, calling it "concern"
we say we are someone who we are not; we claim to be "christians"

how unfortunate that we call ourselves apart of god's team
since our affiliation must frequently embarrass him
we try to pass laws decrying acts of sodomy and the like
we attempt to separate the smokers from the saved

such hypocrites we are! reprehensible to say the least
and the len munsels of this world are leading the way
well i am not following; i will not be misguided, misled
so from now on, it is not we, but you, you who are blind

el sendero de menos resitance

...he continued on the journey
meeting several acquaintances along the way
his steps brought him to a fork in the road
where he took courage and made a decision

he took the path of least resistance, or so he thought

he ventured into an ideal situation, basking in joy
reality had checked out; bliss had come to stay forever
the mask of peace fell gently upon his path
and the bombs bursting in the distance disappeared into the horizon

life is a motion picture, a ceaseless work of personal cinematography
someday the reel will run its course, applause will follow, and the screen will go dark

i have found my way

or i think i have...

life is an ever changing flower, growing new and different daily. you think you are an orchid, costly and beautiful, but then the petals of a daisy spring forth and your mind is tricked. the wretched yellows of a sunflower try to push their way out, but you hold them back pretending they are not there. then when you least expect it a dandelion tries to have its way with you which brings you to simply pluck it out of its birth. i am beginning to think that i will not remain a flower, but that i will burst out like a mighty phoenix, flying amidst an array of fiery color, passion. i was not meant to stay on the ground...

is it here?

i think it is... finally here!

a corner has been turned. a new era has arrived. however it can be comprehended, something has occurred. a change. a change that will affect the masses, and even me. a flame has been lit, and it will take a strong wind to extinguish this great candle. more than a glimmer of hope; rather, a strong sense of purpose in a future. as the chords of life progress in such a natural manner, i glide on the great crest of a wave toward the unfathomable. peace.

alec blowing-wind

http://www.huffingtonpost.com/alec-baldwin/will-they-go-to-court_b_15875.html

mr. baldwin,

we america are so grateful for the great services that you and your family have already given us as actors in some of the greatest movies of all time! please, do not continue to sacrifice yourselves for our sake! you deserve retirement. we truly appreciate you!

the ever burning candle

there is nothing in this world like a good friend. after the winds of war have blown your way, you run--tired and battered--into the loving and caring arms of your true companion. all the cares of the world slip away in that moment of bliss. you step into a garden of pure contentment. the forays which formerly hassled you are now distant memories, floating to permanent exile. true love is what it is, but true friendship provides sustenance, nutrition. it is organic in nature and it cleanses the spirit. how i am grateful for such a thing. for no respite is to be found in this hellish life, but the glimmer of hope that shines from a good friend burns through all darkness.

i'm sick of it

well it's official
i'm surrounded by generations of whiners
i hear them scream their thoughtless diatribes
and know not why they cry

war is life and life is hell, so get over it

i hear them complain of government
i hear them speak of injustice
then they blast their parents with disrespect
justifying their ill speak with rationale of a spoiled brat

you hypocrites. peace and love, except to those who you hate

at the end of the day, i forgive you
your propaganda is thrown in my face
but i stick to my principles and love all
i'm no saint and certainly i have experienced hatred

you will die unhappy though, as joy is hidden by your dark eyes

breaking free

queen said it best

i want to break free from your lies
god knows i want to break free
and i did fall in love for the first time

i knew it was real, god knows
god knows i fell in love
but when it counted, time fell through

and the winds of fate ripped our sails
we sat idly upon the glassy sea
now late nights and good movies accompany me

and we all are experiencing this simultaneously
yet we cannot carry each other, we would drown
this beaten trail which reveals itself new to me

has pricked the beings of those long before me
and my superb vision is actually my blindness
i am young, though years are adding up

and my wits are only what i make of them
my tongue still sharp as it was the day it was forged
the acid of truth and realization burns in my stomach

the reflux of all that i wish were different surfaces
there is no cure of the living for this disease
yet i find my smile, i find my charm, my name

i fill my boots, and measure up, or i pretend
either way i satisfy the demand, of who, i know not
there is this providence, which, is in fact there

yet months can slip by, days are nothing apart
i will return, i think, someday, i hope, i plan
i want to break free

i hope people talk politics at my funeral

How incredibly tacky... And I'm not talking about the suit. Keep em down, "Reverend," keep em down so they neva get up! As long as they scayed by what you say, they ain't neva gonna get out da hood.

What a disgrace. Too bad no one called you out. And props to the prez for sitting through that bullshit. Keep going. Keep trying to destroy what Dr. King tried so hard to build.

This guy hates freedom(s)

Uhhuh. Don't you love how these "opressed" upper middle class folks pose for the cameras to get a "candid" shot. It's all entertainment, this just comes in the form of "news" as opposed to a movie. Personally, I'd rather be watching Angelina Jolie.

wow

Really? Well why don't you take a lesson from what WE do when you do what you did on 9/11. I dare you.