#correction
All possible obstacles are present
under the surface.
I love you in other stories
where you blend in.
That familiar look to you
—the wonderful disappointment,
a new layer to disguise what was once
originally something more.
Standing stationary
in white out conditions,
the foreshadowing
is equal parts preservation bias
and correction perfection.
Mar 11
Mar 11, 2026 at 7:20 AM UTC
Our Lord my Beloved Jesus, gave me a great word, come listen, I must share!!!!
He spoke on my lips, as I danced with His spirit, and my eyes did behold as my ears told.
Listen and know this good thing;
"I believe it is wrong to accuse someone of abuse when they have done no wrong.
However, it is certainly so, that if someone claims to be closely related to me but speak not frequently with me, then they commit abuse.
Yes.
Neglect is an abuse.
I do not neglect my relationships.
Thus, I require that others do not neglect their relationship with me.
Behold, a righteous saying!
Correct and good.
I say, the book of proverbs in the holy bible that which testifies truly of His majesty Jesus Christ, that which His holy spirit does confirm.
This very book has a saying of fatherly love, it says....
A father who refuses to discipline their child, hateth his child.
For discipline will not **** the child, but may very well save it's life.
So in accordance with this saying, I declare.
It is not abuse to strike a child for the purpose of correction and even constructive learning.
Though, surely it is abuse to injure a person of any age!
So I speak words of correct living with reverence to the experience.
When I strike a person given to me consentually for the purpose of discipline, it is gentle yet firm, not in wrath, but consciously and purely for sake of the one being corrected.
And thus, I judge upon others rightioesly that they do not injure eachother in wrath, and that they dare not commit the abuse of violence!
What more can be said, if either of these be not satisfactory.
For Jesus did speak, and was understood by some, and not others.
Such as that, certainly any person who is willing to do and be righteous, does know me, and does not neglect me, even if they know nothing of me.
However, even those who know my every breath, but yet choose to do wrong willingly, surely they know me not yes in truth nor spirit!
Feb 26
Feb 26, 2026 at 8:55 PM UTC
They say Good morning, like a magic word to wave away any attention, "politely".
But mourning is what we do when the dead don't wake up to join us in the next day.
So, if it is to be good, we have a lot to discuss.
They say how are you doing, like a magic word to show empathy while they are too busy to stop and actually listen, "politely".
But how a person is doing, is such a crucially important detail, it is such a private affair, what if their entire world is crumbling and they desperately need someone!?!!
You will have asked, and if you walk off before finding out, you will have asked cold heartedly, stomping on what little hope they still cling to....
I tell you, speak intentfully.
Every idle word will be held to account on the day of judgement.
They say stay safe, like some magical word that proves you care when others might not be safe.
Words alone are lies.
If you desire a person to be safe, protect them, don't merely say it, do it!
They have told me from their toasty warm buildings and cars, to stay warm, because they see the snow surrounding me, while insisting I leave and be not their burden.
Yet, they spoke on their lips!
Fools simply don't understand what they speak.
As my breath burns so hot, clouds erupt from even my smallest and most shallow breaths.
I shall melt the snow with my work ethic.
But they will burn their future with their half-hearted falsely used words.
I am not a mystical legend.
I am a concrete truth, that shall stand with Jesus forevermore....
They say hallelujah like clanging gongs thinking it a praise of God.
But they speak English, and have not the knowledge of what such a word explicitly means.
So when I praise my God, I say clear distinct words that are used deliberately for the explicit purpose of praising Him, not vaguely, but accordingly.
So, if I see something beautiful my God surely made, I praise Him by saying: mighty Jesus you are an incredible artist!
Hallelujah, I know what it means, and because I know, it could have been used.
But it is more proper for me to use a word familiar to me, rather than merely known.
I don't use the language that holds the word hallelujah in it's vocabulary.
It is not familiar to me, even though it is known.
It is much more honest of me, to speak 10 English words praising God, then 100 different languages praising him....
100 thousand people will hear me if I praise Him in a 100 languages, but I only need Him to hear His praise....
If others hear it, that is an honor they should be privileged to share....
They say love, like some magical word that means so many different things to them than what it actually means.
And thus, they have mystified the term in the society I was born into.
The word I learned has a very simple meaning.
To sacrifice for another's sake.
If I sacrifice my time and attention to speak earnestly with you.
My time is not love, my attention is not love, my earnesty is not love, my being with you is not love.
The act of sacrificing for your sake is the love.
The individual pieces of that puzzle are other things.
BEHOLD!
My time is the passage of events I have control over.
If I prioritize you with my time, that is a generosity.
In of itself, it is not love, only generosity.
So my attention is a privilege many are given but few have kept.
Words alone are not love.
If I speak, it can only be love, if it is done for another's sake.
If I speak for my own sake, it is selfish pride, not love.
If I speak for destruction, it is hate, not love.
If I speak for distraction, it is for amusement, not love.
Love is not romantic.
It is common.
You love your coffee, when you spend time making a cup.
But you love it selfishly if you make it for yourself alone.
Make a cup for someone else as well, that is love.
You love random puppies and cats as you watch them on the internet, sacrificing your time and attention for them.
But how often will your lonely dog sitting outside guarding your home dutifully, how often will you sacrifice some time and affection for that dog?!
Romance is sacred, not common.
You should love everyone, for everyone belongs to God.
But you should lust after no one but God and the one He binds to you in Holy matrimony!
I say, romance is not common, it is sacred.
Lust means desire of the flesh.
Sin means disobedience of God.
Love means sacrifice for another.
Greetings are designed to welcome a person into your life, not excuse yourself for not being apart of theirs.......
PAY ATTENTION TO WHAT IS SAID~
SPEAK INTENTIONALLY~
Jan 26
Jan 26, 2026 at 12:49 PM UTC
Practice is key to improvement.
Dedication is key to mastery.
Be a master of practice~
So that when the time comes, that you are needed, you will be worthy to answer the need~
This is true discipline~
Dec 20, 2025
Dec 20, 2025 at 6:12 PM UTC
"I hear the old man had a son."
"No, truly? Surely not."
"I can attest to it, I played witnessed
As part of their caerimonia."
"I'm moving him to Rome,
He'll live as my slave
And I'll make him a gladiator."
"Oh-ho, that's rich! He died like an insect,
Sipping poison."
"How are we going to get away with this?
The walls are starting to close in."
"Relax, just change the dates. Make some edits."
"Nobody will notice?"
"I highly doubt it. Plus, they'd have to prove it. And we're sat on top of the evidence."
"How many times has this happened?"
More than once.
Feb 15, 2025
Feb 15, 2025 at 12:16 AM UTC
Not every story is the true story,
but life, the book, is aways rough draft…
no names are taken out to hide the beguilers.
No shame is weighed among the ignorant beguiled.
An aphorism in the realm of gaseous we, free thought,
fly ***** caught by echo location,
recollecting the crack of the bat.
Here, catch.
Apr 25, 2023
Apr 25, 2023 at 7:03 PM UTC
correct me if i'm wrong
but i cannot be corrected
sorry but i'm not actually sorry
i cannot help being right
Dec 30, 2020
Dec 30, 2020 at 12:02 PM UTC
it's a cosmic correction
to live a little slower-
be a little closer,
live where you are,
take care of your home-
and your home's home.
To look into each others' eyes-
no need to fake a smile
can't see it anyway.
You can't mask the tears
or the smize
what if it's a hyper alteration
to change course
...
Nov 25, 2020
Nov 25, 2020 at 2:30 PM UTC
Time is the deconstruction of
a moment for it doesn't
move forward is every millisecond
an eternity of contemplations
that were we right or wrong..
But as time moves forward we
to can move past the errors,
the infractions of our miss stepped
refractions.
For if life was a colour we would
change upon every step.
Because there is never a hue of gold
but an emotion of woeful regrets.
Remember the time we had,
for we are never stagnant.
For to ponder on a moment
would ensue the folly
of insanity...
Let everything, be a moment
moving forward..
Not in regret, but in a lesson learnt.
Jul 16, 2020
Jul 16, 2020 at 5:30 PM UTC
We have both been trying hard
Results aren't what we'd hoped
Past creeping in to haunt us
Use substances to help cope
Believe we could get so much more
So close to the life we planned
Few inches from the finish line
Cannot escape the drug's command
Your detachment is what hurts
I treat you the same in return
So removed from love we share
Trust a reward that will never be earned
Something changed between us
Don't have the same look in your eye
Need as much as I did back then
You aren't even required to try
Invest equal portions of yourself
You mean each word you say
Promise is simple to start
Not easy to finish all the way
New problems arise out of thin air
Relationship steadily falling apart
Will you be able to understand?
Truly know the ins and outs of my heart?
Be the man aspired to be
Person who's honest and kind
Just around the corner
So challenging to find
We battle vices
Demons on our backs
Inside our heads
They stop us in our tracks
I know addiction is taking its toll
My body
Soul
And brain
Successfully worse than you and we both know it
Fact you don't have to explain
Most our fights are started by
Own stupid insecurity
Love me when I'm wrong
Can't seem to compromise or agree
Leave in pieces like you always do
Eventually you'll come around
But your presence lately feels more like a ghost
To your side I remain bound
I will be the first to take the step
Forward in the right direction
At night the fear races around my skull
Are lives past the point of correction?
Jun 1, 2020
Jun 1, 2020 at 4:46 AM UTC
When the tension is tight
Expect the fight
Unless through the plight
You make light
And thereby avoid a fight
Mar 29, 2020
Mar 29, 2020 at 12:50 AM UTC
The milk has spilled already
The next question is,
What are you gonna do about it?
Just sit there and cry?
Pick yourself up and continue to fly?
Hide in the corner 'cause you're shy?
Would you define yourself by your mistakes
Or rather learn one or two things
and make yourself a better person
by using the mistakes as resources?
Mar 21, 2019
Mar 21, 2019 at 7:24 AM UTC
its my mistake and you keep reminding other
and here i keep falling down to earth
i thought you liked me
but you keep back bitting
telling them what i lack
and reminding me our sweet moments
if you want me to be best
cant you just tell me not the rest
and here i thought you liked me
and you keep back bitting
i know i am not the angel
and definitely not as perfect
but still you can help
is it that hard for you to tell
your are bad at this
you should not be like this
is it that hard
then why does you keep telling those people all this shit....why?
these are my mistakes and i guess i am going to correct this..
so if you have a problem come to me..
not to them
and i thought you liked me
but you keep back biting
Aug 25, 2018
Aug 25, 2018 at 1:05 PM UTC
Pins and needles, swallowed whole,
By the liars, that have told,
Chaos, blackmail, secrets too,
Full of pity all for you.
Pins and needles, thrown in their eyes,
To cleanse the darkness, from inside,
The core of every, single soul,
That is painted with blackened coal.
Pins that ***** needles sew,
Pins and needles through lies they flow,
Causing pain, regret, and fear
All to those that do not care.
Red eyes that pleas for aid.
Don’t bat your eye,
For soon they will no longer be here.
May 22, 2018
May 22, 2018 at 10:55 AM UTC
I think my emotions have gripped me enough,
My heart can only beat so slow.
The fear has made me an incomparable waste,
The kind I wish I didn't know.
My fear to fail, my worry to rise,
The final fall out of line
Has shook my bones, I don't want to feel alone,
I want to try to be fine.
I'm scared I'll fail, I'm scared you'll laugh,
But isn't that what's wrong?
These moments wont last forever,
Why haven't I realised, I wont last forever,
It's time for this chapter to be gone.
May 17, 2017
May 17, 2017 at 4:13 PM UTC
She was correcting
one
by
one
all the mistakes of her past
with an eraser and pencil
sitting in a bleak room
painted clinical white.
Jul 12, 2016
Jul 12, 2016 at 2:00 PM UTC
They said i should not scream.
But, i had to learn now.
"teasing"
"teaching"
Tortured tongues caged in veneer jail bars,
yearning to walk free.
Let the ripe words of my ancestors dance up my throat
and fall,
fall flat into your hands pretending like it's an every day occurrence.
Recycling my words to new ears.
like you said,
you were "teaching"
Sep 30, 2015
Sep 30, 2015 at 12:28 PM UTC
Why do you only see
what is wrong
what is bad
what is kulang
What is sobra
in me?
Lately you look at me
in a negative light
all the time
and you are one to preach
to not tag other people
to bully someone
calling it cyber-bullying
when it was friendly
conversation
I didn't tag strangers
to humiliate
I tagged friends.
But remember when
you raised your voice at me
in a public place?
I was humiliated
too...
by you.
Lately you have been
so critical of me
and I appreciate
that you notice me
but really
stop pushing
your convictions
to me
or to everyone
Remember grace
correct and restore
I received correction
but no restoration
Jun 6, 2015
Jun 6, 2015 at 5:51 PM UTC
the sweetest perfection
to call my own
the slightest correction
couldn't finely hone
the sweetest infection
of body and mind
sweetest injection
of any kind
Dec 21, 2014
Dec 21, 2014 at 2:45 AM UTC
It's easy to write about stuff everyone feels
The things a crowd likes to hear
What's hard is writing what isn't popular or 'nice'
Where some might think some restraint would suffice
But it's things that are needed that save the souls
And words go unheeded that don't nourish the bones
Don't tell them what they want to hear
Give them the things they don't often feel
Tell them they're wrong when you can do it with love
Because they just don't hear straight truth enough.
Jul 9, 2014
Jul 9, 2014 at 12:40 AM UTC