The Holy Spirit — when allowed to work through us — is like a certain man who swore he'd never donate blood, then running to the hospital to give it without being asked and without hesitation.
Bequeath your destiny to fate and inherit the estate of the wise — the life.
She's a window into the soul of a self-assured me, a mirror that reflects how I use to be; back when thoughts wended their way out, before this eloquent mouth, Days of young, when I knew who I was...
Gratitude for hospital visits, gifts, sacrifices, phone calls and text messages but when prior I asked for a conversation and when a year and a half later — it never having happened — they still don't grasp circumstances that led to this, what are they?
I was wise in my innocence, having discernment — a heaven sent instrument. But with so much time spent on earth, I forgot the land of my nativity, innocence recasted as naivety, in motion pictures of a better me...
Uncultivated love — Lady Liberty.Free from lofty ideals and romantic fantasies.Wordlessly teaching,She embodies humanity's primal features.Emulate her and you'll understand,There's no attaining what we all already have.Impetuous love is ours to give;We know all too well it's ours to constrict.But she, my lady, is gracious and honest.She feels no obligation, has no reasons and gives … Continue reading Lady Liberty
For the last decade of my life, I thought I was talking to people who were stuck in a difficult place; people making choices as best they could from the understanding they had; people who couldn't see the adverse implications of those choices on the same ends they were trying to achieve… It's taken me this long to grasp that people aren't stuck. People are aware of the disparity between what they say and what they do but they no longer fight with their conscience about it — they decided it best to plant their feet right where they are.
Be still. Look inside. Breathe in, realize you’ve got everything one could want; man oh man what a life...
Are butterflies frightened as caterpillars, cocooned in uncertainty and unfamiliar?
Time is the divine's economy, which currency do you spend? Freedom of choice which source to meet your ends. There's love and of course there is indifference, Both currencies spend, it’s all about the issuers. Do you work in love, gift-giving and gifts get? Do you ascribe worth what’s ours at birth and decide who … Continue reading The Divine Economy
If "payday" is the only day you get paid you're being short changed. Ask those who pursue purpose about the benefit and bonus of just working in the moment. Ask about their vaca-modus and compare with the relief most feel when the work week is over. It’s making or way to goals, not goals themselves … Continue reading Payday.
Now I’m sure you’ve heard that less is more! Skinny girls started that rumour for sure!
Listen: N/A A Conversation With My Daughter Lyrics Written by Ervin Welsh Hey Pumpkin! Come let daddy talk to you for a second. Now, when you go to school you’ll see many misled Those who swallowed lies they were fed; Flawed ideas about beauty imposed It’s not their fault that’s all their parents know. So … Continue reading A Conversation With My Daughter
Listen: https://audiomack.com/song/ervinwelsh/pursuit-of-happiness-sample-20170108 Pursuit of Happiness Lyrics Written by Ervin Welsh That we were created to be happy is an interesting concept. If we weren't created we wouldn't worry about happiness. Death is the only thing guaranteed in this world So I doubt your concept’s correct I got one accurater. [Break] We're here for a reason. … Continue reading Pursuit of Happiness
Listen: https://audiomack.com/song/ervinwelsh/social-casualty-part-ii-sample-20170108 Social Casualty Part II Lyrics Written by Ervin Welsh Aahht Aahht Aahht Aahht Aahht Bump Bump. On the alert. BS detector ringing, you've got the nerve to impose your thoughts and not listen to mine first? Thought I taught you something but it seems you ain't learned. Hypocrisy's in the air and the … Continue reading Social Casualty Part II