I don't need help changing my tire I need your political support to put out this fire set by the angry mob of course and there's no way I can force you to see from the high horse you gained from light chores so keep your random acts of kindness as long as you cure your blindness I think we could find this more profound niceness embedded within the social construct so kindness is required and not luck because our intermittent charity won't achieve economic parity making our situation scarily here to stay apparently so don't tell me to be civil from behind the American sigil that sits on a swivel with **** symbols and those that swindle a nation of marks pushing shopping carts in a lockstep art dividing us from the heart so even if you mow my yard we'll still be miles apart separated by a canyon of cordiality that a river of oppression runs through carrying away our ordeal reality as fast as guns do when they're held by the sightless who convince themselves they're righteous through random acts of kindness.
By small and simple acts and ways Our futures come to pass And so we ought to choose today The ways that bless at last
For time speeds by and races on And seeds we’ve planted grow Then let’s arise each waking dawn And act on what we know
Small and simple will often lead To great and glorious things So set good habits with all speed And watch the wealth this brings
Dream big indeed, and make a start Small steps will do just fine Leverage time - it’s just plain smart And works with laws divine
Let “small and simple” work in you Develop heart and mind Then confidently follow through And live what you’ve designed
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By small and simple things, great things are often brought to pass. Dream big. Dream very big. Then take concrete (and sometimes small) steps toward your dreams.
This is Prosperity Poem 115 - and I simply do one poem per week. Time takes care of the rest. Commit to positive habits, and time will take care of your future!
Meta means above Meta means transcend Meta means “next level up” With meta you’ll ascend
So when it comes to daily acts Choose those with “meta” powers Build a business Write a book Plan for years - not hours
For meta-choices carry-on Far past the “choosing” day Earn a black belt Frame a house Vision - paves the way
Meta-Decisions - Meta-Thoughts Will build both wealth and peace Release yourself From “pushing” Meta - “pulls” increase
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Meta has become a kind of slang in come circles, but the real meaning is above or transcend. I've used the term "Meta-Decision" for years to describe decisions that impact your life for months or years to come.
We all make decisions daily. Sometimes we make meta-decisions, like choosing to get married, have a baby, start a business, or go to college. These thoughts and actions are "above" regular decisions because they are commitments that set your trajectory for years to come! We all make a few meta-decisions in our life. However, you can gain greater success by thinking "meta" more often.
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Over time Simple actions become habits Which then lead to character Character leads to success And prosperity
Miraculous results And a rewarding life Even monumental achievements Thus flow from simple actions And habits Over time
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This is a simple and short poem - but contains a powerful message. Every small action counts, and even monumental achievements are made up of thousands of small actions and habits.
Watching the schemes of the World and realising nothing happens without a cause yet it seems so, there it is to see it is not us who choose events, but they choose us, since there are so many mishaps on our part.
As we know there is no coincidence in the ways all Here flows to and fro, one side of event must have premeditation. Once we see how we are “accidents” and can’t pinpoint it exactly, there is no other way than to say The other side takes course of it.
"Don't worry honey, I took out the trash already."
Silence. More than silence. Space. Freedom. The radiant light crossing the distance between the worries pressing your spine and a task checked off by someone else when you weren't looking.
It is an air valve popping loose. A throat suddenly choked up even as the tension melts away from your muscles. Sacrificial love replacing the items on your to-do list, one by one. Your mind free to think again, to live again.
An oasis in a blinding desert, planted by another person, fertilized with their perception, and watered with their care.
It's not just that a weight has been lifted off your shoulders. It's that you're now weightless.
They have shouldered your burdens with a tender smile.
NO MORE am I confident in what this world has to offer Its people are selfish and crazed Chewing up and spitting out the meek and mild souls Imprisoning an empath to suffering and pain
NO LONGER can I look upon life fondly With that pure yet innocent gaze I've been stripped of the wonderous excitement that curiosity can bring And replaced it with an anxious but violent haze
NO MATTER the extent to which I try to recover My mind keeps taking me back to those horrific days Where a person or persons exorcised their demons Placing those vivid memories on a continuous loop of play
NO DOUBT I'm broken and tainted Which is quite short of filing it all away I cannot condone or explain exactly why Those that slaughtered my reality did NOT somehow pay
One single act, be it wonderful or horrendous, can change someone's world forever...