Why don't we just unite and fight for a better tomorrow? Why can't we just love others without limitations or barriers...either be social, economical, ethical, moral, spiritual and cultural? Why can't we all as Humans focus on ending racism, fascism, extreme poverty, wars, destroy and get rid of all biological chemical weapons of warfare their hydrogen and atomic bombs? Corruption among the Government Elite? Focus on creating a more eco-efficient  eco-friendly forms of renewable energy cleaner water food without growth or GMO hormones or clone artificially genetic engineered drugs being injected into our food? Why can't we demand for a different kind of monetary system based on people's time, age, health and create and build communities together not being split into socioeconomical groups from The Elite 1.2% of the world  population to the homeless guy down the road 32.3% of world population with 66.6% being middle to high class citizens from the world populus and allow them all to have a house a car a phone and the basic amenities? Why can't we all separate our differences and see where we are all equal from one creator mandated to live for him serve him but yet serve all at the same time? Would there ever be a day when all religion set aside their differences and just unite to find the ultimate truth about God and the mysteries be revealed to all from all their Holy Books? Why can't we accept our past wrong doing and try NOT to conform to the system but to restructure it and make our planet clean, hospitable, amicable, free from violence, lust, greed, wrath, sloth, ******, lies and hate. Slowly seems like people are starting to wake up spiritually and are awaking from their darkness and slowly starting to follow the light...seeking it and have realized that without God and Christ and the Holy Spirit none of this is possible. So many questions...so little answers...yet no one is a righteous soul seeking sanctification and pureness first which is in other words seek God and everything shall fall into place. We are vessels that at birth we are indoctrinated, trained to become integrated to a global chain of communities ******* to a super artificial construct of idealism & moralities yet with boundaries set to limit our growth spiritually so we slowly fall off from the days of our childhood the first 10 years of life  being the decade of innocence the second 10 the decade of mischief & exploration, the next 10 decade of dream development & labor decision making the next 10 mate seeking & family forming the next 10 family forming & education and discipline, the next 10 traveling & enjoying life, the next 10 advising your children & helping them raise their children (your grandchildren) then lastly remaining spiritually entwined with God & Christ thru it all. In the end you will die fulfilled and happy with what you done for it is God's will for us to be happy and submit to his guidance. Ultimately in the end true peace will never be attained here on "this" Earth but the New Earth and New Heaven. May God watch over us all and when this false World peace comes be ready for it's not the real one...so be aware that it's been written and its wheels have begun turning. Christ will come to save his people I just wanna try my best & fight with fear and trembling for my salvation for it is uttermost importance what becomes of me in the NOT PHYSICAL but ETERNAL place to come. Thanks for reading. Stay safe. In Jesus name Amen!

Everything is a continuous white line
that goes on forever to the horizon
where the  next dream is always ahead.

Just you and the mustang
a body and a machine
moving through space and time.

Drive like you mean it.
Drive hard.
Drive tight.

The Mustang is a wild bronco
not wanting to be tamed,
just unleashed- and all the cowboy
can do is hang on for the ride.

The highway is a ***** slick *****,
eight miles of grit, passion, pride
and wild love that rides hotter
the wetter she gets.

At one point she becomes
weightless, disappears, and
the only things that matters
is who you are.

Did you want a battle?
I'm sorry,
I only do war.
It's more dangerous,
And a hell of a lot
Scarier.

the phrase instantaneously registers,
dutifully stored for a new baby composition,
for all my future lovers and you dear reader,
“move at the speed of trust”

too young to justa rush into,
too old to justa rush from,
y’all inquire “what’s the right speed,
when the hunger pains of now-need,
instantaneously beg for get-no(w)-satisfaction?”

move at the speed of trust,
whoa, the resonating free ringtone
clangs like a fireball,
sounds sensible

but sensible and love

are words illegal to use in a poem, and,
about trust, as surely past burnt lovers
will happily remind you at every chance,

trust means bust fifty percent in romance

every instinct says go, fall, let it happen,
except for the bass squeaky one,
from the rear mezzanine cheap seats,
low and slow toned, hey remember me?
trust, my name is trust, here to remind you
that justa trusting yourself will never prove wrong,
that’s the lesson of now-need, fifty percent anyway
in matters romantic

There is the immediate air out of which you breathe
And those who live for it
And those who see the effects of the breeze
And attempted to speak for it