Until we take our final breath

greatballz
Enchantment of togetherness

entangled by remembrance
the consequence of tolerance
sophisticated negligence

presumably forgetfulness
your presence such an elegance
my word takes on an eloquence
when I see you thoughts a blaze

I know your loving competence
bereaved my inner circumstance
to hold within a resistance
achieve your hearts un listlessness

no disrespecting common sense
in spite of all your loveliness
I will bear fruit from nothing less 
your love received noteworthiness

tenaciousness breeds sustenance
although it takes up residence
dividing space inside my chest
pursuing inner happiness

I need not state my grievances
ever since connectedness 
the one who fills my emptiness 
your hand inside my treasure chest

would love to grip you and undress 
to feed our baby from your breast
forever loving you to death
until we take our final breath ©

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It is what LOVE does

 

It is what LOVE does, that in each day upon a sunset…

Did I guide one lost, those burdened?? In my bed? Its answers come to me & I feel it…if someone is hurting… did I forget? Cause its dark outside, did I give light where its needed….hear a grown baby crying… did I show love to feed it? Is light what is given, when its me that don’t see it. Delete someones evil, protecting a child …use the sunshine to beat it, with the light of my smile.  You know our walk in this path can be troubled. Its such struggle to learn within sadness. To study acts of JOHN, do I know what it teaches, do we remember these lessons… while nobody preaches? Everything is, as it was or ever shall be. Wouldn’t it be like JESUS chose them, How about you or me? We look for “they” within today.

Its been joy like sunlight in times that design minds to destroy us. In GOD I trust but thrust into a world called dark… flammable gas from trash that spits tomorrows out like little kids in poverty… it implodes within wisdom ,  ignoble explode in sorrows t.n.t… But, in regards to my life or to my wealth, what I have or what I thought it to be…

I’ve got a joy because my brother walks with me.

I haven’t lost him in a war that cost him not being here. I’ve hurt and helped he is myself because what was to be…The yesterdays presuppositions of tomorrow….I hold less sorrow, I still can see because I’ve got my brother watching out for me. No accident, not paying rent can end the bonds that keep joy from truly absconding me. To a brother that counts tomorrows time like 2013 dimes before they drop, It has to stop .

I cannot explain the worth and gold that can’t unfold because my punk ass brother. Knowing what is to me like undoing destiny… erasing anything good You judge me to be…

It wouldn’t ever of been shit, without a good brother to walk next to me. ©

Love urself


 When He sings like that, it’s because Bob could BE… he lacked the fear of “appearing to be”… trying to be anyone but you prevents who you are from coming about. Just BE! Maybe you’re the one to cure & protect Women from breast cancer. Become a brother or sister to someone lost without you but instead you follow someone else…only to realize that they are lost & leading you towards failure & complacency. Blind just leading the blind… Amazing so many invest in building someone else’s image. Just BE! Forget needless drama & vanity, judgments or fear. Just feel what it’s like to BE…It’s actually quite perfect. Love she or he … but I will love me, because I don’t control Love… But it damn sure controls me. LOVE Yourself. We have no control over any other Love, but loving yourself is the greatest gift you will ever give to those who are controlled by Loving You. My Love is always. If I love you, it’s because I saw my love in the windows of your eyes & it called to me and invited me home. It’s about pushing buttons sure but Love pushes them… I respond. All we can do is Love self. This frees us from shame, competition… asking “why do others not see greatness…In Me?” Seeing is only possible if something is able to be seen. It’s like Jeopardy on T.V. The answer is first & the question is after. Those Eyes looking into yours are asking YOU: “Who are You, What Do You Feel?” Be yourself. It removes cloudiness from your eye that answers… so they can see the rest of who you truly are. Those clouds hide our true great luminescence. Like a cataract…but in reverse, if ya’ dig. Why would we try to assimilate into any other persons answer to those two questions?

From my heart I don’t want this world to continue bonding into one big confused nothing. Most times we are told who we are or what we should be by people who profit off of our confusion. We buy at Wal-Mart for financial reasons. In China, our products are made by children who get sick & in some cases die from the lack of regulations. In America… we would never allow children to live in this way! Meanwhile…while we save a buck by endorsing these conditions….Our children have unemployed parents who fight over money, sometimes losing the love that no amount of money could replace. The result is that our children suffer an emotional condition similar to the physical version that children have in China! Now that sounds about as far away from true Love as one can get. It has much bearing on why in this country it’s so difficult to have healthcare. A doctor that I’ve known for years (paid him money for years), speaks to me about Christianity & fellowship: how important my faith is, also goes to an impoverished country each year to apply his trade to the poor…for free! Seems nice right? Well, it is but why not for me? They don’t have money for him to profit…so he won’t let that stop him from being Christian. It’s like outsourcing the guilt that we should feel for turning a blind eye to the poor & sick people right outside our door. That guilt that he keeps at bay in America transfers to me, and I somehow feel guilty if I don’t find the cash to protect my health. If you are great enough to apply Christian service to an aspect…apply it to me or it will just unravel the good that you did. I feed people at my job. I cannot give food away for free, but if I see someone starving on the sidewalk…All I have to do is reach for my wallet & they are covered. Charity needs to start a bit closer to home if you ask me. America is suffering from a collective syndrome of the topic at hand. We feed anyone’s children…just not our own. In this competition we wouldn’t want another person to eat…not at the expense of losing a buck. Because the more money that you have, the happier you will be, right? What a game. This is what robs us from the satisfaction that we seek. The pursuit of happiness is relative to what makes you happy. People base success by looking to the left or to the right. We need to change that shit. You are the only person to perfect the beautiful soul that you are. Its EVERYTHING you have. Don’t be distracted and used. We are enigmatic magnets that gravitate naturally to The Love that we all hope to find in another person. You are perfect the way you are & if you live with pure love…Pure love will live with you….. Pure Love is everything. ©