You don't have to go to a church, mosque or a synagogue to pray to God.
You can pray from anywhere.
What God appreciates is the sincerity of your words,
not the fucking commute.

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Ha!

show me trustworthiness
Renae
Renae
Aug 4

Give me more than emotion
give me strength
Give me more than pleasure
give me encompassing support
Give me more than a line
show me trustworthiness
Give me more than words
give me actions

I'll talk for a while but don't play with my heart, let the other women go, then tell me I'm everything you've ever wanted and then talk your heart out about how good this is.
One of your eyes is called trustworthiness,
Marieta Maglas
Marieta Maglas
Feb 16, 2012

I look into your eyes and I see

Those wonderful Amsonia tabernaemontana.

One of your eyes is called trustworthiness,

The other one is confidence.

I look into your eyes and I swear that I see your soul.

I look into your uplifting spirit and I see

The sunny sky and the soothing ocean

Of your sunny love and your soothing melancholy.

I look into this melancholic love and I see

My dream of becoming the woman of your dreams.

I see two little birds of Araucana Chilean

Trying to leave their blue eggs

and trustworthiness
Lee Shetzline
Lee Shetzline
Jan 15, 2013      Jan 15, 2013

I want to meet you all over again;
like it never happened that way in the first place.
Some alternate time and reality,
where logic didn't apply,
simply because we didn't need its boundaries anymore.
Then maybe
all those words and smoke,
and rum and coke,
could have just stayed choked down
and I wouldn't have to endure
these lonely thing's:
loyalty
and trustworthiness
and camaraderie.
Maybe then
in that place
at that time
something great could have happened,
and it all would have been left there.
Like all those wonderful dreams no one ever remembers having
and all those wonderful feelings and sensations
no one has felt, and so never will fiend for;
but then we wouldn't be here would we?
In this great silver lined grave
we have dug for ourselves
hoping some overlooked imperfection
could let us
just climb our way right back out
into the midst of the crowd
and insecurity,
or awareness.

I think I wrote this a couple years ago, found it sorting through half burnt old notebooks.
His trustworthiness knows no bounds.
Nyssa Elena Jacobsen
Nyssa Elena Jacobsen
Apr 1, 2013      Apr 2, 2013

Asocial?
I've never seen it.
Maybe long ago, when a shy smile
sent us down the longest mile.

Talkative?
So he calls me.
Maybe I was at a time.
I said "I love you..." and suddenly we climbed.

Caring?
I just know it.
His trustworthiness knows no bounds.
I stubbornly doubt, but he pulls me out,
He always makes sure we avoid the drought.

Beautiful?
He likes to say.
The sun in his eyes, he assumes beauty
Lies underneath the blinding brilliance.
I fear my fun exterior has him in a trance.

Humorous?
Beyond belief.
My brutal honesty could never maim
His clever wit, nor put it to shame.

So who is he?
He lives in the future, restless and unsettled.
He lives in my mind, alive and real.
He is all that I need,
I just have to wish and hope and plead.

ounding a path by and beyond the fickle trustworthiness of rocks, and the wind carries all of f
Devan Proctor
Nov 21, 2011

Within the air, defined with moss and lichen, and casualties of wet rotting wood-depletion on the dregs of the summit, is a flicker of reality. Here, no naked cedars or fair-weather friends are bent and leaning along the sturdy, unadorned spines of rifle green spruces. The stone-crushed trail takes above the haze of tree lines, founding a path by and beyond the fickle trustworthiness of rocks, and the wind carries all of fog and cloud away, and whispers like one thousand ghosts, and deceives the shrouded mountain’s inclines, unfolding above unto the soft clarity of dew and silence. The only reality is a place where the neck can ease its craned crooked coils to view the now-seemingly distant and muted pale orb of a star. And nothing here cannot breathed with. And nothing that can’t be understood is here amongst the scarred-ancient black cliffs and fissions of olden earth-crust and time. And nothing scales above the lonely, opening a prayer in the sky and the space.

When did loyalty , trustworthiness, and respect become something toxic in

When ?

A vacant gaze my recent reflection in an embrace that seems more like a courtesy than affection ,
My insides an arid well , spent,
are the wishes and dreams
Leaving only the stone walls and empty echoes
Of a heart that still beats her name.
Her mind somehow made up,
No longer is it only me that that she wants , and in my heart , I never was ,
Seems like now , all the excuses she used to find a way to talk to me , are now the excuses not to.
She says she doesn't know what the future holds , to me it isn't a future without her to hold.
Always just a part of her life , but never part of " our " life apart.
When did I stop being special ?
When did loyalty , trustworthiness, and respect become something toxic in a relationship ?
Maybe when I expected the same?
We danced together to music in our minds , tied together in a kindred spirits gala.
Drawn to her all my life
Now
My compass , always with her pointed north
As hopeless as a lighthouse in the fog
My tears ?
So many a night lost in a confusion ,
Rejected was my overwhelming affection , and just the plain willingness to " do " for her.
She wanted a friend with benefits, I wanted the benefit of being in love with my best friend.
When did love become so underrated, when did my affection stop being appreciated ?
When did my love stop being returned ?
I drink my tears , from the cup of my broken heart , as I notice the love " gone " from her gaze , and I keep asking myself
" when " ??????

ll continue to challenge my concern and trustworthiness because this is what you have needed to
NitaAnn
NitaAnn
Dec 28, 2013      Dec 28, 2013

Trust =  faith, belief, hope, conviction, confidence, expectation, reliance

The sordid talk of “trust”

A recent email communication has inspired me to research and clarify the word “TRUST”. What does trust mean to you? When you set your alarm at night, do you ‘trust’ that it will wake you up in the morning? What happens if one day, it doesn’t? Would you then ‘distrust’ your alarm clock? How many chances would the alarm clock have to fail you before you shopped for a new, more reliable one?

Do you ‘trust’ that someone received something you left for them, or do you follow up to ensure receipt?

The Doctor-Patient relationship is based on “TRUST”

I don't remember a time I 'trusted', truly trusted, anyone. That is until I began working with dear therapist. I was thinking about how it takes a lifetime to gain trust and only a moment to lose it....sadly.... And I was reviewing the times the word 'trust' has been written or spoken by DT in the past 5 years. I dare say he has written, or said, the "T" word more in the last five years than I've ever said in my entire life!

Examples: (as you can see, I'm all about the 'evidence' big grin)

DT said: it took you over a year to develop the  trust  to let me know some things directly from your words....
DT said: Give ME your hate - because I am not making the pain go away. I won't go anywhere if you do.
  Trust  me.
DT said: I ask that you try to
  trust  what I am saying here and continue to commit to this our work together.
DT said: I
  trust  in you and the strength of our working relationship.
DT said: you can
  trust  that I and others will be there to help and support.
DT said: You will continue to challenge my concern and trustworthiness because this is what you have needed to do to protect the fragile self that has over learned self-reliance.
DT said: I will not abandon you because you are only going to lean into
"trust  and need" to the extent that you are not collapsing.
DT said: You are slowly growing in your capacity to tolerate these feelings in the presence of another
  trusted  person - NOT AN EASY TASK!
DT said: I understand is a long process and
  trust  /fear/shame is involved.
DT said: Building
  trust  with others and within yourself takes a long time.....given your starting position.
DT said: I insist that we have the
  trust  and honesty about how you are doing and what you need.
DT said: There is so much learning, relearning,
  trusting,  questioning, testing that you are doing. I  trust  that you will give it your best and your best will be good enough
DT said: Rest your head and
  trust  that you are safe in your space right now., no one is going to hurt you and you are wrapped in your blue blanket with my faith enclosed.
DT said: I accept your anger at me for this (not that I like it…) and I
  trust  that we will continue to work through new challenges honestly.
DT said: As you learn to
  trust  and open up with the shame and fears and we keep you fully in your body during these times
DT said: Fundamental
  trust  in the therapy relationship can take years and you are getting there slowly and slowly is necessary…
DT said: make arrangements with 'best friend' or someone else you
  trust  to take your meds and give you only enough for 2 days at a time.
DT said: I
  trust  that you will bring your fears, needs and whatever else shows up.
DT said: you are in the middle of a giant, long term test of me and others on whom you might have some
  trust.
DT said: If I gave that impression, then that was my own "stuff" getting in the way of  trusting  you in knowing what is best for you.
DT said: The nature of your
  trust,  distrust, anger, perceived loss of me is a major "therapeutic" aspect of your healing and our work together.
DT said: you can
  trust  that I and others will be there to help and support.

Wow! That's a WHOLE lotta "TRUST" to push and push and push....and then to shatter into a million pieces in only a moment....

Did DT teach me to "trust"? Yes, he did.

...but more importantly, he taught me that it isn't safe to trust anyone. Not even a therapist who extended a 'life-line' to you every single night for 2 years.

I "trust" that he isn't "here" tonight.

I trust that he discarded me and left me here alone to try to put back the shattered pieces of my life...by myself!!!

Just as he trusts I will make the best decision for myself. (that sounds to me like he has thrown the proverbial 'trust' ball back into my court)

Dear Therapist, I see your "trust" and I raise you a "discarded, shattered, afraid, little girl"...who, after 5 years and thousands of dollars working with you....is back to trusting no one. And more deeply wounded than ever. I trust that the knife in my back will hurt for years to come. And I trust that the bad taste in my mouth will remain after a few bottles of wine.

Trust....my new 'drinking' game...I will drink 1 glass of wine every time I hear, or read, the word 'trust'…I should be sufficiently drunk, or at least buzzed, the majority of the time!


Trust....trust - no - one!

of competence and trustworthiness.
βέƦẙḽ Dṏṽ

Here is a leaked transcript of Media Expert,
Vinnie 'The Rainmaker' Papathanasopoulos,
coaching Obama on how to to win the presidency.

If Jerry Springer has taught us anything
it is to recognize the importance
of the trivial,
the power of raw emotion -
and the rhetoric designed
to maximize applause lines.
If you wanna win, you gotta stroke their emotions,
appeal to their intuitions and prejudices.
You gotta go for the gut,
while being lean like Manny Pacquiao
on substantive content.
Never make a statement
that can invite rational disputation
or you're gonna go round the mulberry bush
on a cold and frosty morning -
if you know what I'm saying.
Stick 'n' Move.
Bob & Weave.
Keep it simple.
Don't bombard them with facts.
Use the Rope-a-dope.
Let your opponent swing at the air.
Let him improvise.
It's just a matter of time before he fucks up.
Stick 'n' Move.
Bob & Weave.
Keep it simple.
Simplicity, by its very simplicity,
has the semblance of sincerity,
and I say that in all sincerity.
Inspire the voters through
the strategic use of evocative imagery -
a worker's sweat, glory of our flag,
our boys in harms way, bearded terrorists -
you get my drift.
But never, and I mean this,
never make an argument with a conclusion
that follows logically from premises.
Say nothing that lends itself to rebuttal.
Leave that to the egghead Professors
with their Jap built Toyota Priuses.
You know what 'Prius' means in Latin -
it means 'prick' - if you don't believe me
you can ask the Pope - but don't wait too long
because I hear their getting rid of the Latin Mass.
The American people don't want no egghead for President.
You ever hear about a guy called Adlai Stevenson?
I thought not.
He ran against Eisenhower in '52 and '56 and both times
Stevenson got his head handed back to him
scrambled on a silver platter.
Why? Because he came off like an egghead!
Nobody gave a flying canole that Stevenson was the better man.
The only thing Ike was good at was sticking it to the Nazis and golf -
with a 14 handicap. Mine's 16 even with the cheating.
Now read my lips, NOBODY VOTES FOR AN EGGHEAD.
Never mention you were an editor of the Harvard Law Review.
That's instant egghead seppuku. Political hara-kiri. Finito.
They'll say 'he's only fit to shuffle papers' and vote for the white guy.
In your speeches just offer the voters a succession of quick,
disconnected points which convey a general impression
of competence and trustworthiness.
Use poll-tested soundbites.
Pause for the applause.
Show the smile. Bigger. Bigger. Less teeth. That's it!
You already got the Schvartze underdog thing working for you
and people feel cool and Jesus-like voting for you.
Play the black race card with your right hand
and remind them your mom was white with your left.
Tweak your speeches to fit your audience
and never kiss a black baby in front of a white audience
or vice versa. Play it safe, just pat them on the back.
If you got to stretch the truth, if you got to answer yet
another question about your birth certificate, I know, I know,
do it with finesse - like Mr. Fantastic of the Fantastic Four.
You know, I always wondered if he could stretch his schlong
to any size, why isn't he doing Sue Storm?
Anywhos, it's O.K. to lie.
Lie, lie, lie until it becomes second nature -
but seed it with truth.
Lying has magical powers because it transforms
the reality of people buying into the lie.
Take Joseph Goebbels, for instance...
(cell phone vibrates)
Shit, I'm running late.
Sorry but I have to cut our  meeting short.
I got a gig at Fox News.
Catch you later, Mr. President.
My country needs me.

Please visit:
You know President Obama is lying when...
http://hellopoetry.com/poem/486409/you-know-president-obama-is-lying-when/

Sticks and Stones and Strategic Snipes: L’art de la Snarke
http://hellopoetry.com/poem/458456/sticks-and-stones-and-strategic-snipes-lart-de-la-snarke/
 
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