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war

What is war, but the slaughter of our finest at the devil's command? How can we evolve when our best are taken? So let's stop being fooled into blind hate and rancour and reach out with the only arms God gave us in full love, in the name of, and with the bravery of, our fallen heroes of all sides.

calm

This path of life is challenge enough, without making mountains out of molehills, and yeah, we all see the craggy mountain of ice when we are afraid, triggered, maxed out emotionally... So instead of that high drama, breathe... let your energy come down to something softer... then breathe a few more times and watch that big 'ol scarface hill become something more friendly. Perception is everything. The only thing you can ever truly control is yourself, and that's something you can learn. So love everyone, including yourself... lay yourself down through the panic if you must, imagine you have no hands if it helps, or that you're meditating on the moon... whatever works... but when adults keep their panic and fear to themselves, they protect others. Calm returns. Self respect grows. Self control emerges. You gain liberty and maturity with empathy and greater self-reflection. We must be the calm mentors our children look toward for guidance, the keepers of deep wisdom and infinite love... that's what we should develop into... the kind of person every kid is blessed to be loved by.

Saving the world

The oceans are full of plastic, are you freaking kidding me?
The skies are full of poison, are you freaking kidding me?
The earth is soaking in toxins, are you freaking kidding me?
Because the only way to free the king is to grow up and take responsibility.
Clean this place up, show you love your home or you won't have one anymore.

soulmate

The thing about a soul mate union, is that the universe has to bring it... and the universe must achieve many good things with a single move in order to beat the dark force. And so, when you find your mate, you are as the greatest of lovers and the greatest of soldiers, for you must vow to fight for love all the rest of your days or until love has won the peace. Your mate will love you, live for you and even die for you, yet knowing that their death will be yours too... for once the bond is made it is eternal... and that is the grand prize, the most this universe has to offer... time with someone who loves you and either a paradise to live in or the right to fight for it. Show with your actions, your deeds as well as your creeds, that you are willing to fight for love with bravery and noble intent, and the universe will bring you together when each of you is emotionally ready to bond with the other and strong enough to resist the siren calls of the dark force to hurt one another... it takes a warrior to do that... to lay down your emotional arms, remove your defences and replace anger with love. This is why only warriors can have soul mates... that's just the way it is.

judgemental

Judgemental? Yeah, it is mental to judge. Have they ever thought of asking how it happened with a bit of empathy? D'ya know how far just a little love can go? Justice? Yeah, it was just ice, now that you mention it. Court? Yeah, I did feel caught, trapped really, all that fear made my brain shut down, all my thoughts fried up. I wish I could have just all sat down with everyone and talked about it. I'm not so good at letting the sadness show, I need to calm down. I get that. But that's what love does, right? It makes it safe to be sad instead of mad, instead of mental, instead of just ice when all I want is to feel loved.

House

Those bricks were laid one at a time, perhaps on a fine spring day. I let my eyes wander the roughness and how each is so very straight. This house was made with love, that's for sure.

Journey

The path don't care about the terrain, that's for me to deal with. The path is the path. So whatever comes I keep going. When I get knocked down I have to get up, 'cause there's no other way. I know what's out there though, I know 'cause the universe told me. It said "just walk" and so I did, I still do. It says at the other end is peace, real happiness for everyone, and I gotta keep going even if the path makes me bleed. Sometimes it has, sometimes so much I just wanna stay down and feel the cold... then I remember why I started this journey and find my feet again. It's lonely though, and I think some company would be nice if you can be brave enough. It's freedom, it's duty, it's leading and following. I can't promise comfort, but there's plenty of stuff to kindle your soul and bring the sorts of smiles you thought only belonged to the stars.

a mountain path

The path don't care about the terrain, that's for me to deal with. The path is the path. So whatever comes I keep going. When I get knocked down I have to get up, 'cause there's no other way. I know what's out there though, I know 'cause the universe told me. It said "just walk" and so I did, I still do. It says at the other end is peace, real happiness for everyone, and I gotta keep going even if the path makes me bleed. Sometimes it has, sometimes so much I just wanna stay down and feel the cold... then I remember why I started this journey and find my feet again. It's lonely though, and I think some company would be nice if you can be brave enough. It's freedom, it's duty, it's leading and following. I can't promise comfort, but there's plenty of stuff to kindle your soul and bring the sorts of smiles you thought only belonged to the stars.

Journey

After every mountain peak there's another, yet the climbing is everything. With each stretch I reach higher; with each stride I'm stronger, I keep gaining a little more to carry me through the times of hardship. I feel the winter wind as a coldness to teach me to stay warm inside. I feel sharp rocks as a whisper to walk lightly. Those times the clouds shower me with their icy love, I let it remind me of the tears I prevent by walking these ways... and it makes me move all the faster. That's why I win, 'cause I learn from what's hard and sprint when the weather is fair. So if you wanna walk with me, that would be so sweet, just watch me and learn. One day you'll be the master teaching and I'll be in my rocking chair on some sunny porch. So, are you coming or what?

Journey

The road don't rise and the road don't sink, it's me that does the walking. Every day it's right there and I can ride it anywhere or sit here on this curb. It can be so hot come summertime, yet in truth it's simply giving back what went in, finding balance as the dawn approaches, ready for each new day. I see the places we did hopscotch as kids, throwing down them stones, leaping in time to our rhymes. I see the road in the right here and now, these shoes feeling how the it pushes back softly, always supporting, never asking. And in that moment I hear it calling with it's sweet song of other places, all of them connected by the breathing land that runs under that tarmac, under oceans and mountains. That's how I know I've gotta go, go with the road, take her curves and junctions, pause at the red, go at the green.

road

The road don't rise and the road don't sink, it's me that does the walking. Every day it's right there and I can ride it anywhere or sit here on this curb. It can be so hot come summertime, yet in truth it's simply giving back what went in, finding balance as the dawn approaches, ready for each new day. I see the places we did hopscotch as kids, throwing down them stones, leaping in time to our rhymes. I see the road in the right here and now, these shoes feeling how the it pushes back softly, always supporting, never asking. And in that moment I hear it calling with it's sweet song of other places, all of them connected by the breathing land that runs under that tarmac, under oceans and mountains. That's how I know I've gotta go, go with the road, take her curves and junctions, pause at the red, go at the green.

creative writing

Write with the emotion that burns, the joys that sing and the tears you never cried because you weren't sure anyone would care. Write with your own words because they are yours, only the ones that feel right in your mouth. Because we all need to hear you, and you do too. How else can you discover who you are? So I don't care about spelling or grammar or verbs or adjectives... all I wanna know is, "Are you okay?" I need to be sure that you can still feel your soul, that you care so much about this world and others it hurts that others suffer. I need to be sure that you feel the duty to use your talents to fix this world, because this is our home, not some hotel, so don't check out, stay awake, stay right here with those who care so much about you that we hurt if you do. That's love. You got it as a birth right so hold on. Just write, keep writing and be as bold as you dare. Let it out, let it go, then let it be.

Houses

The houses stood together in all seasons, feeling the rain and sunshine just the same. In any weather they sheltered our families, stood firm against the winter wind, yet let in brilliant light even as it blew. That's how they were on our street, shoulder to shoulder as if welded there at their birth. Those walls heard my pain, even the silent screams, the ones so shrill behind unsmiling smiles, and they heard my laughter too, the sort that painted the walls with my soul. I wish things had been easier, but I don't know who I'd have become without the hurt. All I know is that these streets saw it all, the concrete and tarmac that was my mother and father.

daisy flower

The daisy is a tiny boat floating in that green sea, she has all the time in the world to simply be. In soft breezes the grass becomes her dance partner, both of them free and together. I see how the light brings her petals to the kind of white that dazzles just a little, so bright next to her sunny core. Yet, in truth that middle is a bouquet of golden blooms, one for the bees and the keen eyes who seek.

airplane

From the night comes a sound as if thunder could be stretched. So I tilt my head upward, seeking lights that flash, the red and white in the deepest of blue skies. For a moment I am still, feeling the cool air, breathing in a steady rhythm. Then there they are, those crazy passing stars, flying high, ever onward.

Fence

The fence had stood there in rain and shine, withstood wind season after season. In a way, it was part of the landscape we all knew. As I watched it that day, slowly becoming a deeper hue in the rain, I imagined it gone. I saw how the land flowed better and something in my heart said yes. And so, even though there were a few curious eyes, I laid it down plank by plank, breathing easier with each one.

tree bark

The tree had the most beautiful skin, every brown from deep chestnut to rich mahogany. It changed too, as the day matured, as the sun came to strength, illuminating the details that made it such art. Some say they love nature, I guess they do, but I'm in love with nature and that's another thing all together.

autumn breeze

The autumn breeze carries fine drops, each one a promise of the rain to come. As newly chilled air moves the clouds, streaks of brilliance break through from a patient sun. I let my eyes rest for a moment, feeling the ambiance of street, hearing the sounds, taking in the aroma, letting my brain be still. Then when I want to see, it's as if I just arrived here, beamed in from some other place and time, able to see clearly.

Sky

Between clouds that promise rain, is a river of blue. From this sky-river comes a light that feels akin to pride, to confidence, that it will shine in any season, in any weather, the rays uniting as great beams. I imagine for a moment that they are strong enough to support the heavens above, these beams, so that we may walk with raised eyes, smiling at this beauty, thankful for the given day.

devil

Anytime that ol' devil gets in my head, always on about the hatin' and the entitlements, the blame game and the shame... I simply hang up the phone. I've got too much of God's work to do, too much lovin' and helpin'... who's got time for all that when there's so many in need and so much to be thankful for? All that nasty fellow gets from me is the ol' dial tone, I don't say a word, jus' carry on.