the flesh holds its secrets
******, passion

fulfilled in the other,
soulmate.

the single life is gift also
gift of the self

back to the giver
becoming eternal gift.

I shall create new self, every day.
To walk.
To sing.
To cry.
To laugh.
To be,
the grandest visions of self.

I shall align with gratitude, everyday.
To learn.
To teach.
To love.
To feel.
To integrate,
as life force energies enter self divinely.

And I shall hold highest vision of me, everyday.
To run.
To fall. in morning breath
To stand.
To see.
To experience,
all of life’s treasures as a being of l love.

I shall know who I really am, everyday.
To trust.
To dance.
To dream.
To expand.
To celebrate.
as I drift through doorways of miracles.

And I shall live my life of service, everyday.
To aid.
To smile.
To pray.
To bow.
To breath deep
inside the great love game of life.


StarBG © 2017

You're willing to die for a country
That will exclude you from being able to serve.
You're willing to **** for a country
That still thinks a Bible is a valid argument.
You're willing to contribute to a conflict
That isn't as big a threat to your life
As the people you've vowed to protect the liberty of.
And you do it again and again
With a fraction of the respect patriots demand veterans are entitled to.
Because you've decided to put the needs of the complacent
Above your own human rights.
And you'll get no thanks from them,
Because they can't sleep easily at night
Unless they can rip off your clothing and see what's in your pants.
And if it doesn't add up to their image?
You can sacrifice your life for theirs and they'll still call you a freak.

if you look like a flower
be crushed and broken for you
you will pay a price
for you beauty
yor body will ache
they likes
here is your happiness

if you look like a road
hard times are waiting for you
you will be crushed for someone else's happiness
they will hurt you and you will not a make sound
they will laugh
here is your happiness

if you look like a sky
they will wait from you:nice weathers
they will not want to your dark face
their psychologhy will deteriorate
they will not like cold  and hot
only they have fun in nice weather
here is your happiness

Intense emptiness...
...lurking in the shadows.

Did you remember to turn off the light?
So that you may dwell in your sorrows.

She has travelled far, to the point of eternal fatigue.
But listen to those echoes, she is not welcome into the league.

A periphery, sulking on the outskirts
And those selfish souls will never let her in, locked in a lonely universe.

Locked lips.
Locked eyes.
Locked ears.

They laugh, sneer at her
As she dances in her little cage of doom.
But she shall not escape-

For this is her tomb.

Consolations
Are
Not
Few
For
Instance
This
Sun