Choose Your Character No author to write you in or playwright to make you shine or dim you can choose who you are from deep within. You are your author, playwright and poet you know your love language and the code only you and only you knowest. In each chapter you choose your setting VIP or the popular stand only you can navigate either one and decide who else will go along the stands. The scenes may change Living eating resting rejuvenating your Garden lands. There you control the temperature lighting, props and how the seasons arrange. You are a literary craftsman and your life is your masterpiece so with it you must engage,
Tag: seeing things differently
Dream Legs
Dream Legs I dreamed a dream quite faraway and dreamed that I was there. The dream unfolded bittersweet because Defeat gave me a death stare. So I dreamed yesterday, today with my eyes wide open to ensure the dream sequence remained unbroken. I dreamed my dream foolishly as I sleepwalked on thin air and no one was there to make sure that I could see my way clearly. I dreamed a dream upon my bed a comforting place to rest my head but then again it kept me down and so I could not be led nor found where my dreams wanted me to go. Then upon a bed my dreams lay dead to the possibilities that they had. I wrestled with them taunted them but it was all in vain, in utter confusion and pain they would not rise in fame. But just when I had given up ready to bury them in defeat a celestial being came down and said "to live your dreams you must give them feet".
Cup of Suffering
Cup of Suffering This cup has blood on it the stench of fear and dispair reels hovac on it terrifying it into submission. This cup has seen storms and strive that has made dents in it dents as wide as the ocean as deep as the deepest chasm. This cup has drowned many- a-sorrows many- a-tears. This cup while full promises abundance a fee for your suffering. This cup promises healing, salvation another day to drink and be alive. This cup is blessed by the carrier of the light.
From A Quiet Place
From A Quiet Place From a quiet place discern and learn process and unlearn stop pleasing start leading never be led. The enemy is in your head you must vanquish it there then without fear leap from that quiet place and brandish your Atlantis Spear.
A Place of My Own
What if there was a place that was all your own? A place that no one could invade at will, order for you or dictate what you could do. Finding a place of your own is often associated with your living situation. Moving to your own place shows your independence. However, sometimes, even after doing this we still have this burning desire to have a place of our own in this world. This could stem from feeling trapped in one or all areas of our lives. So we go on a quest to find that place.
Finding a place of our own takes many far and wide and along the way, some may get lost and are never heard from again. Some try to begin by looking back. Here, they may find the past a bitter pill to swallow and end up choking on their bile. So what to do but pretend, pretend as if we have the answers, know what to do, and make a mess on top of the mess we forgot or could not bring ourselves to clean up.
So is it that it is so hard to find that place? For many they spend their lives on that quest and end up going in circles, ending up where they began. But what if (hypothetical of course) we could cut through the noise that is this world and find our place? We would have to sift through too many things that do not matter but that now dominate our minds, heart and soul. We would have to let go of so many things to recapture our souls.
Now, this leads all the way back to each of us and guess what? It was always about us. That place we are trying to find required us to properly know ourselves. Trying to find something that was never lost now that is the joke because you knew all along with that that occupying that place was inside of you. You know the answers but they are too scary to contemplate, you have the plan but you seem frozen in that same place. You know you must come to terms with all of yourself and move outside of the world created for you by others who don’t really know or want to know you.
Finding a place of your own is half the work because first, you have to know who you want to be when you find that place.
Do Not Waver
Do Not Waver Those things within you reach; do not waver on them. To waver is a lack of faith teach; yourself to stand your ground. Do not waver because you will falter and all you ask God's gifts will slip through your fingers. Be resolute never leave you to wander in the dark. Let your way be lit by a truth only faith can shine Do not waver in this your time Instead choose your weapon draw your victory line.
The Waiting Gets Hard
The Waiting Gets Hard The waiting is hard when the way is crowded with all your doubts and Hope is shrouded in a storm cloud of unresloved unkown. The waiting is hard when you are told to stop and your dreams shimmy past your eyes and nothing is as it seems. The waiting is hard but we must stand our ground and to the Great One put all our trust.
