What hope do we stand for?
If truly  there is love amongst us.
Is it just another lie we tell ourselves?
Just to get attention, we do all things.
Things that land us into the shallows of evil.
Even for the chosen that wander into the dark.
Only for what pleasure and pride?
What intent does the Church of Christ stand for?
Is it just another metaphor that we add to vocabulary?
Oh in this church where immorality is like an anthem.
And yet scripture forbids such act.
But all they say to themselves that God is our salvation.
I mean if the deaf and dumb know that is wrong.
Why not listen to what is right to find peace.
Oh Lord if only You have mercy upon this generation that has lusted and turned away from You.

What values are important
for us to incorporate desire,
should we specify requirements
but be conscious of the finite?

See self intent is quickly spent
as finances continue in transition.
Look for subtle added evidence
when hierarchy of needs remain,
and the cost of which we claim climbs.

The spiralled stage in which we play
is a vast and varied space in height.
We need flexibility for growth through
both hardship and the comfort zones.

he conveyed an exterior
tough as a nut
layered as an onion
sharp as a knife
tattooed like a gallery
hidden emotion displayed
across the canvas of a body
scarred by conflict
battered by life
he walked defensively
decisively
a single minded direction
where to go
what to do
pushing through crowds
politely
though no one dared
challenge him

I want you to hear the silence
I want you to notice the nothingness
To feel awkward when you make a noise
To feel the outward pressure of the void

Pushing out on your temples
You can feel your brain expanding within
Throbbing from the lack of stimulation
I want you to hear the silence

It’s okay to be quiet
You need not any approval
…. Do you hear that?
You hear nothing….
….You speak nothing
But…
….What you truly feel
In this moment….
…Is at ease…

Fingers set to graze
Like starved cattle or silver
Raised my skin to peaks

I rehearse conversations
that I will never have
and yet
find myself
perpetually
unable to say
what I had truly meant.

This is tyranny,
this is malicious,
this is undeniably done out of contempt.
The ire of this man cannot be expressed.
This is gluttony,
this is sinful,
take your coins and feed on the poor.
Sleep at night.
In the peaceful hours of dawn,
don’t blink and eye,
for I have ****** of my mind.

Living carefree, unrestrained,
That is my heart dao.
To live so freely, transcend reincarnation,
one must overcome life.
Whom to where my eyes stride,
See trillions upon trillions of mortal heart dao.
The road is endless, so is my heart.
If the heaven wield, then earth pave.
If the world shielded, then my heart pierce.
The ocean is many, the many is one.
The dao is many, the many is one.
The heart is many, many is one,
Greed, Love, Hatred, Jealously,
desires stem from the heart.
The myriad things are dao,
ultimately the many whence one.