“You don’t know who I am,” Said the man.
I assure you sir,
“I no longer care.”
Had a confrontation with an older gentleman at the weekend, indicative of my point in life.
I have acted courageously many times in my life, and I am capable of becoming a man of true courage
I have succeeded at many things in my life and I am capable of achieving great success in all areas that are important to me
I am an imperfect but good man. I will continue to do my best to be a blessing to others.
Although I may not see the path now, I believe that I will find the way to overflowing happiness/peace/joy.
A riddle that
Has solved yet:
Abused as a child
They won't let you see them
Fully naked except
Under one particular
How do you make them
there is a method to my madness
it may seem
You’re a charlatan
Think you spew vitriolic criticism
Just abysmal blabber
You’re like an infant without wonder
You’re a void for joyousness
You’re incontinent of your blabber
Of your verbal feces
And vile thoughts
Read the room
We’re sick of your ****
The only depth you have
Is how low you make everyone
You’re so dismal
From your own restraints
And you can scintillate
Beauty can always root
Where horridness once dwelled
A father carries on his shoulders
his 3 year old son,
as the father walks waist deep in
seeking to escape the floods
and carry his child to safety.
happen every year in India
and every year people are in flood-distress.
what is the solution to flood-distress?
Better infrastructure like concrete drains
linked to concrete waterways
linked to reservoirs
which save water for the dry season?
who will build this infrastructure?
How will this infrastructure be built?
Who will pay for this infrastructure?
The development of poor nations
is a mystery to me.
how poor flood-prone villages in India
will develop the needed infrastructure
to prevent monsoon flooding?
sometimes we have to soak
in the negatives
of our celluloid scenes
in order to develop
and see the color
with in the world
I am one, who lives by one
I am one, who rose up as one
I am one, who fell as one
We are many, who live as one
We are many, who rose as one
We are many, an so we still rise
I am my brothers keeper.
A wise man learns from others mistakes.
A fool learns from his own.
Humility allows us to develop and grow in leaps annd bound.
The winters were never that cold.
Even after you had left.
As I found comfort
in a warm blanket
and nice cup of tea.