It’s amazing how time flies. You close your eyes, open them and inside, your different. You can not lie, you can not hide. You can’t deny the changes that’s grown inside. Your eyes speak it, and can not disguise. Everyone you know can see. Even when you try to improvise. The changes that you don’t want to show. The way you walk, and the way your words flow. Your mindset isn’t the same. And everyone you know. Sees you and says, “ here he or she goes.”. But what can you expect? What can they expect? Because in truth we don’t just stay stuck. We eventually grow. Good or bad, that’s our decision, our dilemma. That isn’t a lie, we just have to accept it. And go towards what we expect in our lives. It’s your choice, you make it, it’s your do or die.
Beauty
Beauty.
What is beauty? Is beauty the looks that we see? That attracts people in a sexual way. Or are we just deceived? Is beauty really the looks, or is it what a person does?
Or is beauty what we make of it? Is it what we want? Is it a bit a both, the looks and the persona? Or is it one and only you can control it?
Is being fat beautiful, or skinny too? Is having to put on makeup important to you?
Well let me speak up for myself. I believe everyone is beautiful. In their own special way. And we should not judge or define beauty, in our own ways.
Our context of beauty may just cause pain. Bringing people down in a inhuman way. Everyone is beautiful, and should be treated as such. Not degraded, harassed, bully no matter what.
Everyone is beautiful. Including you reading. So don’t let anyone tell you different. You’re beautiful I said it, and yes I mean it.
Love!
Love… Love can be a multitude of things.
It can be painful, stressful, exhausting.
It can be warm, comforting, peaceful, and so much more.
Love is a whirlwind of emotions, trapped in one place.
One person, ones name.
Love can overcome so many things.
Teaches us how to be unselfish. Among everything.
Love does exist, it is not a myth.
Because I’ve found love. Grasped it, and won’t let it sink.
A true blessing from the Risen King.
So trust me when I say. Love is alive and well. Go look for yourself.
You’ll be surprised what’s hidden. Because I was surprised myself.
A Blast!
Time moves fast, does it ever last? Does it really?
Because last time I checked, time moves without a doubt. Like a child with a troubled mouth.
We take for granted what’s in front of us, there is truly no doubt.
Hold on to your love ones. Don’t let them go. If there’s turmoil in the atmosphere yaw need to let it all go.
Live in love, and love to live. Should be our motto.
Not live to hate, to live in shame.
We need to learn to adapt, learn to change.
Life can be a blast, that’s not insane.
But what’s insane, is living in a circle. Living attached to chains.
Break free and have a blast. Because this life is for now. It won’t forever last.
Worry
We’ve all been worried at some point. Haven’t we? Worried about our kids, worried about work, worried about things that are just out of our control? Worried, yes that word. Doesn’t crawl into your mind until someone tells you to stop. But can you? I can’t, I won’t lie. I try but worry stays killing me. Cutting me up till I die. But is it really worth that feeling? Worry; I mean, because I feel like there’s no place for that to even be a thing. But it is and we all been there before. Maybe right now, well I am that’s why I’m writing all of this down. But I know I shouldn’t worry. That’s s what the Word says. So hard not though, so I’m going to definitely need the Lord’s strength.
Life Is A Bumpy Road
Who doesn’t fall? Fall down onto their face? I’m not talking literally. I’m just saying there is no saving grace. There’s lessons to be learned. And as humans that’s how we do. To be honest I’ve been there so many times. I’m pretty sure you too. But let’s be realistic, it isn’t how many times we fall. It’s about every time we get back up. And learn from the fall. It’s about not repeating, not going back down for the same mistakes. But to move forward knowing that we have learned from that past mistake. Not to feel ashamed, but learn to laugh. Life is to short, to stay grumpy and mad. Even a perfectionist, let’s the mistake pass. So he or she can make the changes. That they know will change the outcome of something. So it may grow and last. So enjoy life, and all it’s roads. Bumpy or not, fall or stopped. Get back up and just go.
Poetry Of The Mind And Soul 