it puts a smile on ones face when they find a piece; a true joy in truth. 

There’s something which rests underneath everyday life.  The pattern does not always appear complete, but it puts a smile on ones face when they find a piece; a true joy in truth. They are not always grand when presented to the naked eye and I wonder what the entirety of it means.  Someday, it will reveal itself.  That day, the picture will be great.  

Here’s to the journey…  


I too am in need of repair.   

How, truthfully, can I look at the world around me and not see the need for my own repair? This is a question, which I seek an answer for.

Let any person who boasts themselves to be perfection personified or the next best thing, know that in the world of “normal” that makes them average; far from perfection.

Don’t look down on those you are eye level with.

I too, am far from perfection and confidently so.  The cracks in my being are evident to my mind, body, and soul.  I do not run from these things in fear.  Rather, my fear runs from my acknowledgement and my doubt follows after.  It is not an easy thing to battle oneself, and so we are exhausted in our imperfection.  Yet, where I am weak, my guidance is strong [In Faith, Friends, Family].

Vices, a whirlpool of destruction; dramatic words.  However, the words only reflects a fraction of the consequences of the cycles.  We have been in it for so long that those things which mean to cause us harm become normal.  So we act normally, we speak normally, we think normally.  The weight of normal binds our limbs in guilt and confusion.  Rage and sadness are the result.

“How do I break from the sadness and confusion?”  Is the suffering question.

I too am imperfect, so I only know this:

“Ask yourself the difficult questions, and be prepared to answer them.  Truthfully.  Then find understanding and evolve.”

I too am in need of repair.


Questions 4 The Age

When your life becomes silent…Ponder

Words spoken and worlds misunderstood

The Earth stood still of peace and madness swooned

The Peoples ears tweaked to the sound

Brothers forgot the names of their sisters

Mothers forgot their children, and feared their presence

Fathers raged and tore through the land in search of answers



-Do We Use Our Beauty To Corrupt Each Others Innocence?


-Is A Word, Which Spreads Confusion Amongst Family, Worth Saying?


-If You Heard It, Would You Know It?  If you Did, Would You Accept It?


-Is This The Most Dishonest Description Of  A Person?


-Do We Understand It When We Live It?…


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