Everything is
good and
perfect in nature
and creation.
The Almighty
cannot and
do not make
mistakes.
You are not
junk or imperfect,
actually you
are completely
perfect in him.
This lonely man,
you sad woman,
torn between
the two worlds
of their gender.
Trapped in
a female body,
but a male.
Or that man,
so stuck in
a male body,
but a female,
trying to discover
the truth.
So confused.
Does that
make it wrong,
or right.
It doesn't exist,
only opposites
and besides
it doesn't
really matter.
Both are
working so
perfectly in
synergy to
bring balance
into our lives.
But for the
light to shine
so bright and
beautiful,
there must be
presence of
the darkness.
They are the
broken victims
of their gender.
Her real roots
are *******
in creation.
Wild woman,
sad man,
drowning in
two worlds.
Can they ever
really adjust.
So confused
with a quiet
tears on the inside,
and a silent cry
on the outside.
Their brokenness
and their confusion
you cannot fathom.
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If it is
an illusion,
why do
i feel it
so deep
in my heart.
I'm dazed
with this
illusion
as if
I'm drunk.
Is this truly love.
I'm so
intoxicated by
it all.
But I
don't want
to get out of it
It's tremendous
sweetness,
so powerfully
encircled me.
Now I'm a
prisoner of love.
There is
no escape,
for i am done.
I need to
come out
of this prison
and be free.
All you see
are illusions
of magic
hidden within
the heart.
But yes,
it must be love.
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Whosoever will
come with you
to the next
level must be
fully persuaded
and prepared
to confront death.
You must
weather the storm,
confront the cyclone,
survive the tsunami,
beat the wild wind
and the tempest,
the holocaust will
mean nothing to you.
Even the catastrophic
Armageddon will
be a child's play.
You have to
be strong hearted
to walk through it
the second time.
Hades will be
waiting for you.
The first time
is a happenstance,
the second one
is a coincidence,
and the third is
the enemy's action.
Don't be deceived.
Refuse to be used.
We have become
the laughing stock,
the hyena is
moving in our
midst stalking you.
Hunger among the
people ravaging
everyone.
The punisher said,
follow me to
the next level.
You better run
for the thunderstorm.  
The final destructive
level of our destiny
is coming with
brutal force.  
The latter will
be worse than
the former.
How can that be.
Which level.
The final level
of destination
to hang you.
Can the living dead
move to the
next level.
This wickedness
has to stop.
Change is in
your hands.
If you know,
you know.
I can't go
with you to
that next level.
The mason has
measured the final
level and i choose
to follow the
path of my destiny.
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Today is the
beginning of
something really
uniquely new.
The thunderbolt,
has strike again,
my heart skipped
a little bit.
She has taken
over my heart
and my soul is
thrilled and happy.
She is so pretty,
passionately exquisite,
immaculately
beautiful to the core.
She smiled and said,
my name is already
written in your heart.
Look for me there.
All you have to do
is just call me and
I'll answer you.
She's so young
and cute.
So innocent and
fresh like a flower.
A beautiful budding rose.
Blooming alone
in the quiet corner
of my heart.
As ice melts
before the heat,
even so my heart
softened and bowed
to her sweetness.
Tender like a reed,
she wrapped her  
arms around me
and her lips slowly
like the child suckling
the Mother's *******
explores my mouth.
Her voice is of
the spirit and
of the heaven.
I definitely welcome
her with joy.
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My life at
the beginning
of creation
is woven with
words and
watered down
with poetry.
My mind
creates the
pictures that
the heart
wants me to
interpret into
words and
give it life.
My eyes
feeds the mind
with profound
scenes of the
unspeakable,
which my mouth
translates into
intricate words
of clear speech
and poetry.
Complex in nature,
convoluted and tangled,
complicated and twisted,
ravelled and ornate,
labyrinthine and winding,
maze-like and knotty,
serpentine and sinuous,
circuitous and detailed,
daedalian and involute,
mixed up and fiddly,
byzantine and Gordian
mind blowing words
that are arranged
in a delicate way,
to soothe and smooth,
correct and mend,
comfort and bring
solace to heal
our brokenness.
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Why are you
even here,
since you can't
put your heart
in love with
me when you
have the chance.
Your heart already
knows the answer
to what you seek.
Don't mock me,
tease me,
whiplash me
with your
wicked words.
Don't shatter
the skies with
your ramblings,
i really can't
stand your smooth
fine lies.
You didn't notice,
i've moved on.
In case you
didn't know,
i'm now taken,
i belong
to the heart
of another.
I've passed
the stage of
no return.
This is exactly
where i belong
and want to be.
See you another time
in another place.
So long!
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Nothing spoiled,
he said smiling.
So far so good,
you think
and relax.
But the mess
cannot still be
cleaned up.
He is a dangerous
reminder of
that bad day
long gone.
That day  
death visited,
your life hung
on a thread,
and you
narrowly escaped.
Still smells
like a rotten egg.
Can't be erased
so easily.
Can we get
pass this,
yeah right,
we can.
A habitual
offender
cannot repent.
Pathological
lair he is,
peradventure
he is not.
What is the
point of confession
when one
cannot truly repent.
Be cautious
with that two
edged knife,
you can still
bleed so bad,
that same knife
can still
cut you deep,
be careful.
Don't be naked,
with that one
who have
hurt you,
he knows the
way to your heart.
He's like a
poison hidden within
the nails.
And like the one
gazing at the
finger pointing
to the moon,
without looking up,
he misses the
heavenly glory.
Listen to what
he said and
to what he
is not saying.
It is okay to
protect the
heart in love.
The second
bite can
be devastatingly
destructive.
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All these experiences,
emotionally broke me.
It changed my life
and my heart has
taken more than
it can handle.
My eyes are
so stiff it can
no longer sleep.
The body so
weak it now
struggles for balance.
Now i wish i could
take back my
introduction to her.
But I'm going
to be okay
for my heart
are definitely opened.
I'm coming back
again stronger than
ever before.
Giving it an
extra punch is
the best way
to get around it.
What exactly I'm
i talking about,
i really don't know
and don't remember.
But i want to
take off the
sky just for you.
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This flower inside
my room is
beautiful and
the fragrance enticing.
But it's not
an indoor plant.
This flower is
not ordinary plant.
How did this flower
even get here.
Beautiful and fragile,
lovely and delicate.
How would I get
this flower out
of my room.
Can it survive
in a room all by itself.
Cannot handle
this flower all alone.
Seems like the
fragrance spreads
beautifully outside
the room.
My nostrils does
not resonates with
the fragrance,
but the flower
appeals only to
my eyes and
not my soul.
Even at this,
my heart aches and
hurts so bad,
for it cannot fully
open up to accept
the love of the
one who loves me.
She wants me but
I can never be with her.
My heart belongs
to another.
She is a beautiful
flower that belongs
to the outside garden,
not an indoor plant.
It can choke and
die inside the house
or it's poisonous pollen
will definitely destroy me.
Can someone,
anyone please take
it out of my way  
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She came in
from the dark,
walked in through
the front door,
smiling as if she
won a lottery.
But she is a
player and have
a secret plan.
Another fire is
set to burn.
Something freaking
spooky about
to be unleashed.
There are snakes
up her sleeves.
Dangerously different,
dubious in nature.
Amazon battle is
about to start.
Like a snake
that swallows another,
death is waiting
for the unsuspecting
naive weak ones
who are lured
into her trap
with manipulative
cunning crafty words.
There is death
in her mouth,
never kiss her.
There is poison
in her cup,
never drink out of it.
Her beauty is deadly,
don't be enticed
by her looks.
Her bed is
like the sepulchre,
a grave of the
foolish that can't
sense danger.
She dances her
way into the
lustful heart and
then like the
vampire goes for
the jugular and
send you to the
great beyond.
Avoid her like
a plague or
something terrible will
devour you alive.
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Do the right thing.
Know your competitors,
know your competitors
strength and know
their weaknesses.
Have your eyes
on the treasure.
See the glory
that is to come.
Do whatever it
takes to win.
A dark heart can
never make it right.
Look towards the
west and hold
the sunset,
for the blood
of the strong,
the weak and
the innocent was
spilled on the sand
for the gold to be found.
Difficult struggles brings
defined and different results.
For proper response
to lack of results
to be enacted,
communication is
a prerequisite.
A taste of the
good life is our
purpose and common goal.
Achieving it requires
dedication and persistence,
patience and endurance.
To win against all
odds there must
be a purpose
greater than your breath.
Even though your
breath is still vital,
it is a purpose and
mandate worth risking.
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My mouth cannot
tell all it encountered
and I can't deal
with all this drama,
controversy and
the embarrassment
and confrontations.
It is too much for
me to handle.
I really need to
leave but not
without my love,
I must pick up
the pieces for my
heart is manipulated
by this game of
love being played out.
It is very disturbing
and devastating,
hurting everyone
concerned.
Arrested development
was necessary.
The choice I made
is uncomplicated and
with eyes of mercy
comes a cry for justice.
Come in and
have a look,
I have all you need.
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I smile because
the sun shines,
and I shine,
and you shine,
and everyone and
everything shines.
My heart and
my soul rejoiced
with love to show
my gratitude to life.
There's music in
the air if you
can only listen,
there's poetry
in the heart,
if you can
stay still to hear it,
there's beauty in
the universe,
if you can only
just but look.
Because everything
like the butterfly
seems to dance,
our lives in slow
motion filters away
before us dancing.
Life, this life will
always carry you
along if only
you participate.
Just like the one
swimming in the ocean,
you only get drowned
when you are weak
and don't swim,
even so you become
irrelevant in the
scheme of things
when you don't
fully get involved
in the business of living.
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Their secret plan was
airtight and sealed,
waterproofed,
no leakages was found.
In line of duty,
the castle opened,
numbers on the wall,
speaks as a code,
to open separate
different doors hiding
secret files with
the names of men
and women with
influence holding
political powers,
timbre and calibre,
men and women trusted,
but ruining the affairs
of the nation,
causing the problems
and uprisings of the
ethnic groups of
indigenous tribes.
They were blinded
by greed but now
marked to be eliminated.
Their demise became
necessary to redirect
the course of national
fate and security.
There is anarchy in
our nation for the
fear and insecurities
caused by the insurgents
are on the increase.
It's a dangerous affair
for the **** is real.
Arrows flying in
the darkness and
everyone is running
around scared.
Perceived in the air,
the stenched smell
of sweat and blood
mixed with smell of
smoke from incarcerated
bodies and houses.
Unexpected turn around
of events could
bring disaster for you.
A little oath is not
the prove of solidarity.
For the betrayer is
within and hidden
amongst us waiting
to give you away.
Death or to be alive,
which one is
the best survival tactics
at this time of
great distress when
there's no help
or hope to survive.
Escape through death
or death through starvation,
both are imminent when
all around you is death.
Just like the one
in a shipwrecked shark
infested ocean with
no help or hope of survival
but just there waiting
to die or be rescued.
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You don't know
me that much.
Does it matter,
no,I don't think so.
You don't know
me much at all,
so don't ever pretend
that you know.
You can't judge me,
because you really
can't tell about my life.
Don't waste your words
on another for you
barely really don't know.
One day you'll wake up
to find out that
you have been fooled.
Take a bite of what
you can chew and
then let the rest go,
otherwise you may
choke on your own saliva.
Don't be disappointed
for not knowing me
well as you thought,
you don't even know
yourself that much.
Sometimes you surprise
yourself by the hidden
thoughts only your
heart knows.
What do you do
at that moment when
you catch yourself
on thoughts unbecoming
of you.
Thoughts that are not
worthy of you about
your family,
your siblings,
your parents,
your friends and loved ones.
Those hidden horrible
exclusively secret thoughts
in your heart no one
knows but you.
You see now,
you don't have the
courage to own up
and be sincere about it
You don't have any
excuses but to repent now.
You are committing
a crime against yourself.
Free yourself from
this evil wrecking your life
and damaging your psych,
and destroying your persona.
Set yourself free,
instead of living in *******.
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Our words are
powerful spells
from the soul.
The words you
wrote down on
that parchment,
those words you
uttered with your
mouth come from
the world beyond,
from the world
of the spirit.
What do they
even mean,
the words in
your stories.
They are powerful,
let them be spells
that conjure,
let those words
transform you,
they say what
the spirit feels,
they are words
of the spirit,
with the power
to translate you
to be anything.
Your words can
make the impossible
things with ease
to be possible.
The heart understands
what is in the
mind of the spirit.
Let your words
be the spells
that can awaken
the sleeping giant
within you.
Let those words
conjure the power
of love divine
to possess and
heal our world.
Let it bind
our wounds and
repair all wrongs.
If you are not
completely captivated
by the unique
exceptional nature
of words,
and the ways
like the spiders web
your words can
weave everything,
even the invisible
things to manifest
into our reality,
you should then
keep quiet.
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And she said,
don't mind him,
he will soon
leave just like
the others.
And I asked her,
with all seriousness,
do you smoke,
and she said no.
I said to her,
smoke me like
a cigarette,
so I'll touch
your lips always
and never leave.
I want to be
your addiction,
so you'll never
have to quit.
Let me be yours,
your very own.
Wear me like
your perfume,
so I'll always
accompany you
to wherever you go.
Wear me like a
locket on your neck,
so I'll always feel
your heartbeat.
Put me on
like a hat
on your head,
so I will always
be your covering.
Let me stick like the
shoes on your feet,
to feel the burden
of every step
you take.
I want to be that
flowery gown you wear
to beautiful places so
I'll never have to leave
because I'm also
addicted to you too.
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I am the one
whose heart
silently calls out
to the soul
who can hear
from within the
depths of the being,
the voice of
a willing heart.  
I am not seeking
a soul that is
not worthy and
completely persuaded,
or the one
whose heart cannot
fully and truly
be committed.
My heart seeks
the one that
can be the
sun that shines
in the darkness
of my soul.
The moon that
lights up the
pathway to the
inner garden
of my heart.
The rose that
unfolds itself
as it's fragrance
spreads.
I am like
the candle that
burns itself up to
give others light.
The one who
wants to walk
with you in
your aloneness,
bringing comfort
and solace to
soothe your
wrinkled face.
I come with love
enough to make
you a happy
soul again.
Open your heart
with joyful tenderness
to receive the
one standing within
your garden.
I am the one
you can rely on.
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Now that you know,
yesterday you didn't know.
Today you are smarter.
Tomorrow can be better.
Achievements come
but bit by bit,
from glory to glory.
You can change
and overcome your fate,
not overnight but
consistently by faith.
Insurmountable obstacles
can be leveled,
by daily dose of
your persistent pressure
on its presence.
No amount of cajoling
can stop a determined
soul to step aside
from its beliefs.
There is no turning
back for the one
who sets out to
plough in the
business of living
for he knows the
glory that is to come.
Don't wait for
whatever you want
to come to meet you,
you must move
towards it with
one step at a time.
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Open your eyes
and you will
see the answer.
Look again with
the eyes of
your heart but
deeper beyond
the surface.
Be still and
view as if from
the mountaintop.
The ordinary is
deceptive and
so confusing.
What you see
with optical eyes
are actually illusions
and not quite
usually true.
For the heart
knows what is
in the mind
of the spirit
The secret is
revealed but yet
not too open.
Until you seek
with a sincere
heart it is still
not yours.
You must with
effortless effort,
completely yield
yourself in surrender
to it's biding.
There is a sacrifice,
to be paid,
a perfect one,
the one that
empties and drains
the soul in need,
but certainly and
fortunately it has
been paid and
eternally you are
justified and redeemed.
Because you overcame,
you are now,
the freed forever.
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Selected to win,
elected to perform,
elevated beyond
this realm but
didn't know how
powerful yet
he can become.
Not sure what
to do for
he is not
awakened.
Frail and weak,
but surrounded
by the influence
of the elites.
Not at all dejected,
but empowered
to be in sync
with the best.
He's so much
deflated and
cannot run the race.
But he's winning
all the time,
but by chance.
Luck on his side,
but how far
can he go
before another
take his place.
Not much time
is left for the ****.
He's not still awake.
Tumult of pesky,
painful and unruly,
unfortunate and unfair
freaky circumstances,
popping up here
and there.
So shameful to behold.
With what tools
then can we use
to wake him up.
I wonder,
i just wonder.
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As we watch
the world change
before our very
eyes without
knowing and
understanding
what is really
going on.
In slow motion
like a movie,
it takes all of us
by surprise.
Slowly like the
anaconda creped
in for the ****.
Everyone seems
blind to see the
Thucydides trap.
We blink to it's  
brightness as it
shines before us.
The rising Nachi and
the dominant Ricaame,
now towards a
violent collision
no one wants.
The sun shines
so brightly and
the new world
order in place,
perfectly penetrating
into the socioeconomic
system of the world
with excellent smoothness.
We can summon
the common sense
and courage to avoid it.
Understanding power play
gives us the
reasons we as
citizens of the world
should understand and
challenge the power that be.
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Your energy introduces
you before you
even speak.
This force impressed
itself upon our being
and exacts a lot
of perplexing imprint
on our aura which
in turn exhibit us
to our sphere
and environment.
Around you swirls
a magnetic energy field
that's so powerful,
an aura of extreme
electromagnetic resonance
with a powerful wavelength,
radiating and vibrating
in unison with
a magnificent octaves.
Colorful with different hues,
uniquely woven and
fashioned naturally in
our system and imbedded
perfectly into our nature,
abundantly displayed
and lavished infinitely
with love.
Interchangeable and so
divinely sublime with
a subtle expression.
This energy field is
the in-thing that set
you apart and identifies
you from afar.
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Change the change,
the pupa became
the butterfly.
The cocoon became
the carcass.
Change must come.
Darkness must turn
into light.
The victor in battle
became the victim,
and the weak became
the dominant one.
Change is needful,
for the weak
and frail one rules
the mighty.
The elites and the
influential became dumb,
walking around
without directions like the
zombies.
They became like the robot,
a methodical machine
without a heart.
There must be change,
because the generality
of people are ignorant.
Change your acts and
priorities to allow
change take effect.
Change has arrived,
to mend the errors
of the ignorant ones.
This change must change
hands to restructure,
and restore.
It has come to rebuild
with your help.
Articulate and obediently be
useful to make it right.
Be the change you want.
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It is not just
a thing of the past,
it is dead.
And you are still
on the ground floor.
Time to stop
mourning over what
is not worthy of grief,
remove the ashes
and smile again.
You didn't
loose anything,
it's just not
worthy of you.
Arise now and
know that it can
only get better.
Nothing last forever.
Custodians we are,
just for awhile.
Real treasure are
hidden and kept
away forever within the
depths of our hearts.
Don't look for it
with the optical eyes
but look deeper
beyond space and time.
Tucked away in our
hearts are the jewel
of inestimable value.
The gem and true
treasure are safely
hidden therein.
The heart is the
true garden of Eden.
There,we live forever,
immortality is wrought
therein within the
depths of our hearts.
The spiritual essence
in the fire of love
will transmute
anything not worthy
of entrance into
the chamber of
the heart where
the spirit dwells.
And something significant
of different quality of
another new seed will sprout.
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The flame of
the fire burning
up with fierce
force and consuming
all that confronts it
with such softness
and tenderness so
subtle it can never
actually cause harm.
Its fiery blaze
consumes everything
except the beloved.
Love is the fire
burning within the
depths of the heart.
It hides all errors,
melts all anger,
in all angles,
repair all wrongs,
when pride and
ego are killed
and allowed to die,
without resuscitating,
love blooms .
Resurrecting the dead
ego in anyway is
regrettably depressing.
The fire of love
is definitely divine.
It is pure and child-like.
We are the carrier
of that divine
enablement of the
light in love.
The clove of
that fire is
on top of
our heads burning
and drawing the
worthy ones
to it's flame
and brightness.
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Victory over victory
means excellent
and good success.
Smiles over success
can be contagious.
It is a good sickness
to share with others.
It's infection is
really encouraging.
This is the only
disease ladies are
willing to show off when
their men contacts it.
Doctors recommended,
pharmacist orders it,
and nurses injects it,
wives are thrilled by it.
It is a bitter drug
worth taking.
One capsule daily
dose drives poverty
fever away,
and keep ailing
mediocrity at bay.
It attracts mosquitoes,
that's  parasites free.
Without it nothing
worthwhile works out.
Success is everything.
It has an attitude,
It has a voice,
a very powerful one.
Put it into action and
all doors opens,
goes to war and
settles disputes.
Can unlock every door
that refuses to open.
It answers all things.
Children are trained and
groomed to have it.
Pursued by everyone
by any means necessary.
Great risks are taken
because of it.
Those of the dark side of
life kills because of it,
anything can happen just
to possess it.
You are nobody
when success
eludes you.
Even nations goes
to war just to keep it.
To be powerful and influential,
it must be in your abode.
To be successful is awesome.
But you must plan and
work hard to have it.
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You know the
answer already.
You are not the
big fish in
a pond and
neither a princess
in a hut.
A princess have
dignity and decorum,
not a prisoner
of love in a palace
or some sort of
lowly maid in
a street corner
of a lonely
abandoned hut,
entreating for love.
And not the
one who enjoys
being abused
to prove that
she is in love.
A man who
****** you and
mess with your
sense of self
is not worthy
of you.
You are a
precious jewel and
a special gem.
Worthy of everything
graceful and beautiful,
valued and treasured.
Come home now
estrange daughter
of the house
and adorn the castle
as a princess.
Your prince will
come for you,
a true prince,
that is worthy of you.
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I know that
now there
are no answers.
The time is going
to tell you
tomorrow,
it will always
answer your
curiosity on
its own time.
Be patient.
It will come.
As for you,
don't ask time
what it has
in the store,
it doesn't have
anything in stock,
what you have
is in your mind,
you only need
to use it for
something and
make time to
serve you.
If it will
be for now,
it is forever.
But if it's
not for now
then it is
not forever.
What is this,
the move,
that move,
what is it called,
the move you
just made,
what is it called.
Mind over matter.
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You are not that
easy to fathom,
not as simple
as you think.
Very difficult
and complex.
Even in your
assumed simplicity
you are still
profoundly not
so simple.
Do you know that,
a different version
of you exists in
the minds of
everyone you know.
Because of your
complex nature,
characteristic traits,
change in moods,
reaction under pressure,
demeanor and manners
exhibited in any
condition and situation,
unwittingly gives another
different version of you.
You are not
really exactly what
you think you are.
There are so
many things wrapped
up in excellence
within you.
The perception
and understanding
of you is quite
different from how
you see yourself,
even with your family.
We surprise ourselves
most of the time,
then give excuses
and reasons why we
reacted in certain way.
Our unique combination
of our differences is
what makes us stronger
and beautiful.
Admit your version,
even your new edition now
and enjoy it immensely.
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Safe you think,
not saved yet,
for sure.
You can't be
fully saved,
not until you
are completely
free.
Freedom can only
be guaranteed
to the one
who follows the
way of truth,
for only the
truth can set
you free.
Nothing else
really matters
to the soul
of the ones
who heard that
trumpet call,
for once you
heard the song
of the heart,
you are no
longer a prisoner
in ******* of lies.
Empty your self
from within,
cleanse your soul
and let your
spirit soar.
What is there
to achieve when
you overburdened
yourself with garbage,
it is an overload
too heavy for the
spirit to bear.
Too overwhelming
to accommodate.
Cleanse yourself
internally and reclaim
your life naturally.
You will be
glad you did.
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And it began
just like that,
free from any pressure,
just introduction and
our friendship bloomed
like a rose flower.
Yes, you it is,
Beautiful you,  
with a beautiful
alluring smile,
stolen as it were
as if from an Angel,
passionately exquisite,
she is so polished
that I have never
heard her made
a Faux pas.
She is Immaculately
beautiful.
Her beauty is supreme.
How could my
rivals not see it,
they were blinded
by her glittering
and shimmering beauty,
dazzled by its pureness,
a purity adorned with grace.
I am touched
by her decency,
moved to tears
by her softness,
with words watered
down to the tiniest detail,
beautiful to the core.
Her heart was pierced
and bleed out of any
imperfections within
but unwittingly configured,
prepared and upgraded.
We are now interwoven
and blended together in
synergy to each other
to love deeply.
Certainly heaven will
help us through this
stormy waters of life.
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Can't you see I'm
so stuck on you.
This heart beats
for you for sure.
Endearing and
captivating,
a happy soul,
with a voice like music.
The sun in her heart
radiates into her face
creating the alluring
beauty with the light
in her eyes giving it
an illusion of magic.
The sun in her subtle
smile will always
illuminate my life.
With her presence,
my life is better.
She touched my life by
the same fire burning
in her heart and now
she has taken over.
I am aflame and aglow
burning up for her.
Change has come
because something
beautiful happened.
Magically she has
transformed my heart into
a budding rose flower with
a beautiful alluring fragrance.
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Memories of the heart,
the ones so indelible,
as if it happened
just this moment,
memories the heart
won't easily forget,
memories my heart
holds so dear,
engraved so deeply
in my soul.
Unforgettable and full of
special times spent in life.
The world I carved out of
nothing for myself.
An invisible world I visits
at will and relived daily.
Memories I watch like a
movie in my visions,
recorded for my view,
no external interference
or disturbance.
******* for only one
audience but can be
interpreted and filtered as
a story for different audience.
Memories are made
of these countless years
spent in discovering the
treasures and mysteries
of self in living among
strangers around the world.
Absolutely nothing can
erase these emotionally
motivated thoughts of
all the beautiful time
and joy it evoked.
There are so many of
those beautiful moments.
I owe enormous gratitude
to the individuals that
made it possible.
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Alone here at
the corner of
my room in
Blaisdell street
in the winter
night of November,
years ago in
Minnesota,
fresh from Africa,
stuck in this
place without a
friend or family.
Almost froozed to
death by cold,
the room not
winterized and
no heater on.
The calmness and
the loneliness almost
consumed me.
I understand what
it is you are
going through.
I know exactly
what you mean.
I've been in
that place before.
When you find
yourself in a certain
place or situation.
Surrounded by people,
and yet alone.
So lonely that
i couldn't sleep.
As if attacked
by the chilling cold
penetrating through
the walls and windows.
Hands and toes,
so numb by the
colds chilling presence.
But I learned
a great lesson,
I learned how
to find warmth
in a cold place,
in a cold heart,
I learned how to
reach out to
people with my
warm heart,
to love greatly,
to give all that
I have in the
most beautiful way.
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Day of bliss,
the day of
awakening,
ascending of
the full moon,
the stars glitters,
the sun in majestic
brightness shines
forth and I shine,
the new dawn
emerged.
Engulfed my soul,
with beauty divine.
Captivates my heart
with love enough.
The afflatus upon me,
intrigued my soul,
and at this moment
here and now,
there is no space,
there is no time,
everything is just is,
the i in me
is lost and,
I am.
Heaven in my heart
and my soul rejoiced.
So thrilled for
peace has come.
Blissful in a
magnificent manner.
and passionately
exquisite in an
uncanny way.
Joy overtakes,
my being
transmogrified.
Blissfully serene,
I'm immensely
blessed.
Chosen among the
seekers I now bloom.
My heart resonates
and I'm so grateful.
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What is the truth.
Why is the truth naked
and lie all dressed up.
Most times I'm
so confused and
don't know anymore.
Is this abominable acts
******* of truths
or are we mentally
poisoned or is all this a
grand deception to
fool the naive.
Is not what we term
abomination a state of
the mind at a particular time
or a different perception of
a thing or group of things
done by someone or people.
There's so much
transformation witnessed all
around the world from
the ancient ancestral land
to this modern century.
Most things that are left out
are now classified and ruled
by their judgement as
an abomination.
Whatever may be an
abomination in some
nations are welcomed in
others as normal.
I am a nonconformist
and was labeled as a rebel.
Most things that I'm
endowed with naturally,
some may frown at and
seen as unacceptable.
Some people at some point
in their life time has visited
or will visit another nation
to behold what seems
unacceptable and can get
one ostracized or even killed
but it's an everyday
acceptable occurrences.
What is acceptable for you
may be unacceptable
to me or another.
Tolerance, temperance
and fortitude must be
our watchword.
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We are of heaven,
but resident of
the earth.
Exclusively unique,
never seen or
ever created before,
with heaven and earth
within.  
Called the children
of heaven and earth.  
Infused with the
breathe of life,
with so much love
in our hearts.
Possessors of heaven
and the earth.
Physically molded with
earthly dusty sand
full of atoms,
electrons and molecules,
vitalized by
hydrogen and oxygen.
Combination of the
supernatural and
tremendous enormous
power and energy,
all working in
synergy to give
and sustain life.
Animated by the
spirit.
Compacted and
encased in a body,
to be physical
and yet spiritual.
An entity of
the heavens,
living on earth.
Habitant of the
earth by day,
and of the
heaven by night.
Simultaneously
of the heaven
and the universe.
Mortality transformed
Into immortality
and forever alive.
Being transmogrified
to be an
exulted being
on earth per
excellence of heaven.
Man the microcosm
of the microcosmic.
As it is above,
so it is below.
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The way to feel
is to close the
eyes and look
deeper with the
eyes of the spirit
into the soul
to feel what is
in the heart.
Painted on the
canvas of the soul
with the imprint
that is so subtle,
are the messages of
the spirit that only
the heart can
fully understand.
Written with love
and lavished with
infinite abundance
of grace and distributed
with kindness are
all that is
required to know.
All the joys
prerequisites
manifest itself in just
a twinkle of a moment.
The heart already
know how to immensely
and joyfully with love
draw our spirit out
to feel and understand
what is not optically
seen or felt with the hands.
The warmth of its
presence is deeply rooted,
and so indelibly blissful
in a magnificent exquisite
way in our spirit.
It is beautifully woven with
multiple amazing and
supernaturally astounding
impressive nature.
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The ring on your
finger is mine,
given to you with
love for safe keep,
it's just there to
remind you of the
meaning of our union
and to prove our
love and friendship
to each other.
Reminds us of the
sacred oath we took
to love and to keep
each other for better
and for worse.
It is nothing but
just a gold ring.
But the true meaning
reside within the depths
of our hearts.
There you will
find the truth
and the treasure.
The heart is
the true gold,
it is where the
real gem is hidden.
No one but you
can give it away
to whosoever that
can keep it safe
in the treasure chest
of our hearts.
Wear it with love,
and cherish it with dignity.
Respect the true meaning
and adore the heart
you cling to with love.
Be thorough and be
satisfied by what it offers.
There is much more
in this life's journey
than the pleasures
of the moment.
You can find in
each other what
is missing in you.
Like the magnetic
resonance be clued
to one another.
With so much love
in your heart be
stable and faithful.
Be a true companion
to each other.
Love is greater and
truly beautiful.
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Are you tired of
me already.
Is it not too soon,
don't you think.
I know you are bored
and want to jump ship
and explore some more.
Different taste of many
things brings different
results and reactions
from diverse points.
Could you at least stay
a little bit longer,
just hang on for a while
and experience the
serenity of a peaceful life.
It's not been long
you got here,
just wait awhile.
Jumping in and out so fast
can elude happiness.
Take your time to find
the joy and the bliss in it,
for it comes by consistent
and persistent approach,
And only by invitation it can
visit and abide with you
and then you learn how to
permanently hold and keep it.
My life needs a strong stable
companion to complete it.
Someone who deserves the
same and the best.
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Can you at least
hear the cries of
my heart.
Let the agonies and
anguish of my life
touch your heart.
It's calling out to
you all day long.
Can you at least
bear the burden of
this travesties and
aggression on
my soul.
How loud I tried to
call out to you,
it sounded so loud
but you couldn't
answer me.
I tried to sound
confident but my voice
came out small and
shaky then I hesitated.
Hear the cry of my soul,
you that pass me by,
my beloved,
my brother,
my sister.
In my silent tears I
reached out to you.
Stop for this moment
and help a soul out.
Listen to the last wish
of a hungry soul
with a heart so broken.
My soul calls out to you,
My heart calls out to you,
my voice calls out to you.
Don't just pass by,
do something,
anything, anyhow.
Stop for a minute,
stop for just a moment.
I know my cry touches you,
I know you heard me.
Remove your pride,
**** your ego,
let yourself to look,
even to have a glimpse
into my eyes to see
my soul is enough.
Only then will you know
my heart and understand my pain.
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You know the
way for sure,
to where you
are going but
then at night
time you still
need the light
in your darkness
to see the
mark to your
destination better.
Here comes the
night to mess
with your vision,
but you still
need the moonlight
to show you
the path way,
even if you
know the *****
to the castle,
or to the
valley or mountain,
in the day or
to your doorstep
or to explore
the deep forest,
or even to
check the alley
in the dark time,
even if it's familiar
and you know
it by heart you
still don't have
a night vision,
but you still
need the help
of a lesser
or greater light
more than ever.
May the essential
quality of the
glorious light shine
forth to light
up our paths
in the darkness
of our hearts,
illuminate it and
make our lives
more beautiful as
ever as the morning sun.
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And I will tell
you something
you probably
don't know yet.
Your earthly
tabernacle must
be protected by
all means necessary
because the God
of your heart is
resident within the
castle of your soul.
Therefore let no one
enter your inner
kingdom unless they
come with love,
respect and dignity.
What you allow,
is what will continue.
You have an obligation
to be better everyday
in every way possible
because of the grace
that you have.
Intimacy is not purely
physical,
it is the act of connecting
with someone so deeply,
you feel like you can
see into their soul.
What is in the heart
will come out in the life.
Out of your dreams,
be born and out of your heart,
be alive and out of your soul,
be light for you are nothing else.
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It is like a puzzle.
How do we survive
all these pressure
when we can't
put all the
pieces together
to solve it.
Can we resolve
this baffling puzzle.
We are now like a
disjointed figment
of a painful sore.
Pull yourself together
and do something
now that it is still
morning.
The clouds are
changing to announce
the approach of
the dark.
Even the owl calls out,
reminding you that
the night is here.
The silhouette of
their presence is
frightening.
Stealthy quite and
silent movements
in the dark beckoning
their arrival.
Waiting to strike a
deadly blow.
But already prepared
and waiting in ambush
are the few elect
special elite forces.
Taking the bull by
the horns,
they strike first and
solved the puzzle
that brought victory.
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Is this all that
loyalty brings in
this cruel world
without love.
What is this battle
in love's floor.
This ground was
formed at the
beginning of creation
by the words of love.
It was God's garden
of which he allowed
man to dwell in.
Waving your sword
in my face,
brings pain and death.
He wields the sword
that awaits you,
perhaps maybe me too.
Like siblings against
each other encouraged
by the lackadaisical
attitude of the elders.
But they forgot that
the sword is formed
by the hands of man and
can do absolutely nothing
to the one wielding the
sword of the spirit.
The one that puts on
the shield of faith
worn in love is
more than a conquerer.
He fears no evil lurking
in the darkness,
for the one who reigns
shall lead him through
the valley of the shadow
of death.
But there is some that will not
taste death till the end.
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And so I thank you
for the amazing things
you do.
I thank you for being here
when I needed you,
it's so comforting.
I know it's not enough,
but I still say,
thank you.
Thank you for
putting a beautiful
smile on my face,
it ushers the sunlight
into my heart.
Thank you for
that little gestures of love,
it's small but mighty.
Thank you so much
for the honor of your
personal presence in my life,
it means a lot to me.
Thank you for
just sitting here in silence
by my side,
there is some sort
of solace and healing in it.
I say thank you for
your words and admonitions,
they are full of wisdom
needed at this time.
Thank you for
the way you arranged my life,
you are so nurturing.
With grateful heart,
I opened all of me to you.
Because your touch
changed my life,
it became better and beautiful.
How can I not be perfect when
you are in it.
With love so divine,
you adorned me with
amazing grace.
Thank you for all that you do,
you are truly mighty Yehoshua.
I bless and adore you,
may you Increase in my life,
Spirit divine.
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Get well and bloom
again you that
withered like the
autumn tree waiting
for the winter to come.
But the winter is over,
where is your strength.
You still bow down
from the hurts of life.
I know the feeling
of your pain.
I see your struggle.
I see the hidden
strength from your roots.
I know you will overcome.
You are not that frail
and fragile.
You can sprout again
just like the tree
after the winter is passed.
Your season to rise
is here.
Just one bud is enough,
nature will take care of
the rest.
Behold another rain
is here to encourage
you to sprout.
Children are eagerly
waiting to play under
your stretched arms.
Summon your last
strength from the
mother earth and
breath again.
Recover from the
shock and hurts of life
and live again.
You are stronger than
you think or imagined.
Spread your arms
towards the sun,
it's the life giver.
Open your heart wide
enough to love again,
for this life is too short to
mourn over what is not
worthy of grief.
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Within the depths
on the side of life,
within the core
of your mind,
you are a part
of the divine love.
Infused within our
heart to commune
with the highest,
shared with joy,
the tenderness of
its bliss.
Pure in itself,
divine in nature,
abundantly lavished
in our hearts,
unfolding with beauty
for us to behold.
Is there anything
that can be as
lovely and divine
as the true treasure
of love infused
within our being.
Wonderfully blended,
hidden away from
the prowling eyes,
though not cold
or complicated,
but so complex,
yet accessible,
filled with warmth,
unimaginable in itself,
overwhelming not
suffocating or smoldering,
but healthy with healing
elixir when encountered.
It is this kind of
love that will hallow
and regenerate you.
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Nothing ever can
be compared to
the way nature
abundantly and lavishly
displays it's goodness.
Everything is supplied
providentially with love
just for you.
You are well
thought about exclusively.
In the great
divine plan of
creation we have
a part and
a place in the
scheme of things
prepared for us.
Everything was prearranged
and planned with
you in mind.
And you are
endowed with the
nous of the
cosmic consciousness.
Nature was very
mindful of you,
that it works
with effortless effort
around you with
tremendous impact
just to put
things in place
just for you.
Who are we
that the universe
is so mindful of us.
With love it
forgives our unknowing
and our follies,
guiding and guarding
us with grace
and patience.
With infinite mercy
and charity he
leads us to
the evergreen pastures.
Quench our thirst
with the water
of life.
Can we just
for a moment,
just this moment,
treat yourself and
others right
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