truth, is a pacifier,
comforting and calming.

truth, is something
to hang on to, giving
a false sense of control.

truth, is an individual
and temporary construct,
of murky human thought.

Truth, is known
only to God,
if God exists.

My feet are connected to the earth
When i hit you with my right hand
    the small toe on my left foot hurts
Pain is a part of life, misery is optional
Time is variable for everyone, no trick
Reflex from a thousand years ago manifests
Intention from a thousand years ago manifests
If i execute the most perfect punch
     it can knock me out,     no problem.

I exists after the fact of judgment reflex
Movement we don't see we but be the wave form
Creation totality divided up
Survival purpose necessity
Compassion
The think beat first vibration
Big bang cause effect swirling
Of the this

A sweetly flowing melody
        stirs my heart.
From afar do I listen
        muse, and admire.
Daring not to interfere
        lest I bring discord.

My heart was broken, crushed and torn
By a cherished ******'s vengeful scorn.
I trusted none to share the strain
Alone I sought to heal the pain.
With grief born logic I chose that day
To lock my wounded heart away.
To keep if hid from spiteful lies
To keep it safe from sadistic eye.

God, give me the strength to get down on my knees
        Give me the strength to accept my disease
        Give me the strength to surrender my ways
And to know I need fellowship for the rest of my days.

        Give me the strength to continue to live
        Give me the strength to know You forgive
        Give me the strength to approve of myself
And to reach out to others for comfort and help.

        Give me the strength to live with life's pains
        Give me the strength to work for my gains
        Give me the strength to know I'm not less
And to give up my efforts to be better than best.

        Give me the strength to share what I have
        Give me the strength to play and to laugh
        Give me the strength to live in each day
And to listen to others and hear what they say.

        Give me the strength to cry and be sad
        Give me the strength to smile and be glad
        Give me the strength to know I have worth
And to know its an attribute of everyone on earth.

joyous fingers squeezing
pomegranates juice flowing
river runs southward
flying birds sing
a song of
rhapsody in blue uniform
pants are to
big chief buffalo
chips and dip
my gourd with
joyous fingers squeezing