Tuesday, May 23, 2017

Keep Trying

In my worn state of mind, I fall victim to the obvious quite often. I too, have seen failure. On a rainy day I see four children outside practicing dance steps. I'm assuming they must be preparing for an event. Me and my friend Jenn continue to sit on the porch and watch them dancing in the rain. After falling several times, they spot Jenn on the porch. They then walk over to my friend Jenn and ask her if she would train them. I guess they had heard about her after hearing that she was a local legend. Jenn, in her now older age, said no. From a small distance, I watched as the children proceeded to keep practicing. Feeling the magic of the situation, I proceeded over to Jenn.
"That used to be you," I said to her with supreme empathy for the children.
When Jenn heard those words, her heart became open to the future. She proceeded over to the children and began to teach them and they continued dancing.
It was their desire to not let her down.
It was their desire to keep trying.

Thursday, May 18, 2017

Human Anatomy

My heart beats...
I feel it and then look in the mirror.
I notice that I have two sides, a left and a right.
One side is weaker than the other.
That explains the forces of nature.
That explains the concept of good and evil.
My right side is stronger and my left side is weaker.
In my deep thoughts, I motion and use every tendon in my body.
My brain sends the signal, then I move.
The nerves in my spine only tremble when I go left.
I have minor control of my left side.
Noticing my human anatomy, I must maintain control and go right.
In this simple law of nature, I learn a valuable lesson.
I learn that perfection is far out of reach and a freak is only special when he sits in the middle but in the end he too must choose.
In a fight I only have an advantage if I can use my left and right hand.
Why is there two sides of everything?
Why does a butterfly have two wings?
That explains the laws of attraction, that explains why my conscience must choose between right and wrong everyday.
That explains why I'm only human.
I will learn from my mistakes.
When I go to far to the left it may be better if I go back to the right. 

Wednesday, May 10, 2017

The Dead Man's Conscience

Byron was a good man. He didn't have much but he had a good heart. His heart was so good that other men became envious of him and at point blank range one of the envious men shot Byron in the head and killed him. Jim, was his name and he had been watching Byron for quite awhile. He even over charged him a couple of times on his rent and set a camera up in the bathroom to watch his wife shower. When Jim took Byron's life, he had no clue what his life would be like afterwards. Everything that Byron possessed Jim took away, and left his loved ones with just a memory of him. To simplify this story, Jim was the land lord and Byron was the tenant and now that Jim's true colors had been revealed, his life took an awkward turn for the worse. In his jail cell, he could somehow feel and hear Byron's desires and thoughts to live again. The favor of death had to be returned. The voices haunted him until one day the prison guard found him hanging in his jail cell. Jim went from landlord to later becoming a brutal criminal and now a dead man. In Jim's life, it was never enough, but his envious mind led him to his fate. All he had to do was be content with his own life but his actions laid on his conscience, leaving him dangling from the ceiling and a final letter which read, "I'm sorry." The dead man's conscience to comprehend why he had been cheated out of his life haunted Jim until he could not bear to live anymore.
The End.

Monday, May 8, 2017

The Peaceful Investment

It's midday and I hear children outside playing. I then turn on the radio to hear the latest gossip about liberals and conservatives. It seems that another religious and cultural war has broken out. I sit down in my chair to comprehend the woes of mankind. The pros and the cons of war slowly eat at my thoughts. I contemplate on the matter of family and children that do not know what they will have to face when they grow older. They too will have to fight for something. I get up from my chair to lay on the couch, realizing that I've been in the shadows for too long. I have to do something to teach the next generation that there's a better way to live. I hear a voice in my head while watching and listening to the children play. I open the door and direct them to gather around on the sidewalk. I show them a picture of a bird soaring through the sky and then I showed them how to be peacemakers. I invest my time in their future; hoping, that if not all, then maybe one of them will listen. At the end of the day, I watch them run-off to their homes. I did something right today. I feel good about my little peaceful investment. As I prepare for bed, I see an old picture of me hanging on the wall in uniform fighting for freedom. I hope the kids from my neighborhood learn from what I taught them today. I hope they grow up with a better mindset than we had back then. I hope they grow up fighting for peace. I then lay down to rest, and while I laid there, I fell asleep looking at the stars in the sky. It's a peaceful night to rest and I've made a small peaceful investment in the future of human nature.

Wednesday, April 12, 2017

The Adventures of Big-time Charlie the Comedian

In the middle of the stage, I told my first joke. When the audience didn't laugh, I trembled and felt a force telling me to keep going. No one knew my name but I felt inspired. All I needed was some good laughs to help me reach higher. I knew that this was the only gift that I possessed, laughter, to relieve a small man, battling with stress. Millions of comedians laughing in a room practicing punchlines for the world to embrace, all it took was one unknown , Big-time Charlie, to get on stage and fall on his face. I quickly got up as the crowd thought it was a part of the act, laughter filled the room and I told jokes to hit back. At that moment there were enough laughs to influence the next generation. I stood on stage and told my final joke, about a poor man on probation. The crowd laughed and when they did I woke up realizing it was all a dream. Even though it wasn't real, it gave a small boy hope...that even me, Big-time Charlie, could grow up and make a living telling jokes.

Friday, March 31, 2017

The Wise Man & the Golden Temple

"Caesar, what have you noticed?" Septimius asked, while sharpening his sword.
"I've noticed doubt in the people. They don't believe in anything. They've become heathens," Caesar replied.
Septimius pointed the tip of his sword towards an empty lot of land.
"I want you to build a temple made of pure gold on that empty lot of land. If the people come there to seek God's help, then I want you to bless them. If they come as tourist, then I want you to bring them to their knees."
Caesar yielded to the instructions of Septimius and ordered his men to build the golden temple. Once it was done, people from all over came to marvel at its wonder, but no one came to seek God's help. When Caesar saw this he consulted with a wise man.
"What shall I do? I don't have the guts to punish my people. They've suffered enough paying my taxes." Caesar said to the wise man.
The wise man pointed to the East.
"Your enemies fear god and have nothing, while your people don't believe in anything and have everything."
After the wise man spoke these words, he left the presence of Caesar. When he left, Caesar stood in his chamber and watched from a distance as his people rejoiced in their abundance. He felt a tremble in his spine as he observed them marveling at the amazement of the golden temple. Caesar then fell to his knees.
"O Lord, why have we forgotten thee. I submit my will to thee, for you've been good to us and we as your people have forgotten thee. Our enemies seek to destroy us. Should we fight for our possessions or should we fight for you O Lord?"
Seeing the distress symbol from his chamber, Septimius raised the black flag and let the enemy into the gates. The war seemed endless, and even in defeat, no one went into the temple to seek God's help; the black flag continued to fly. It was evident that they had given up on the hope of great spirits. The people had started to do all kinds of unlawful things. There were so many beliefs that they had become confused and weak. The people had become heartless. In the darkness of war, the enemy reached Caesar's chamber, put him in chains, and in revenge of being deprived under his rule for so long, they cut off his head. The wise man recorded everything that he saw while in the basement praying in the golden temple. Once the war was over, and Caesar's kingdom was no more, the wise man escaped to a village where most of the survivors had fled to. He began to preach to the survivors and they now understood that nothing mattered without a belief in God. The people now understood why a nation must believe in something greater than what's on earth. While the East rejoiced in their new plunder, the West secretly regrouped in a village. There was a new hunger to get to the temple built by Caesar. There was a new hunger to seek God's help. When Septimius saw this, he opened the gates for the West to take back their land. Filled with rage, they concurred the East with an army of just five hundred soldiers. Rejoicing in their victory, they formed a new nation, the West would never forget to seek God's help again. The End.

Tuesday, February 28, 2017

Messages in a bottle

The raindrops fall from the sky and the water hits the earth, it's all that's left to drink. Positive energy attracts to negative forces. Negative energy attracts to positive forces. The truth, the way, and the light comes in many ideologies and colors look differently compared to the eyes that perceive them. A sinner motivated to save a life, a homeless man with two coins, and a leader tormented by his own flaws. This message is for your mind, it's for your thoughts. Those who envy the wealthy soon realize that the comfort of home was not so bad once they too become wealthy. Meditate on the words, figure them out. The phone rings at a quarter past midnight; this person rarely calls, I assume they must need something, so I listen. The pharmacy on the corner selling drugs, and the witch once hated has somehow given them the power to heal. What does a pig eat? She did not know what was in the drink but she chose to drink it. Two seconds past midnight and the phone rings again, this person rarely calls; I assume they must need something, so I don't answer. Held at gunpoint he begs for his life and then returns the favor. The mirror is all she holds, never realizing that she must first love herself, she finds it hard to tell the difference. In fear of their own hero's reward, they refuse his help and try to save themselves. Her independence has created an opposite attraction. The past rotates in the same direction as earth, yet, after the first shot is fired, it's too late, you've chosen your own fate. The child falls down when no one is around, her mother warned her to stay close to home. He has to accept the fact that no one is perfect before he can try again. Millions suffer and many die from a bomb dropped on their habitation because of a leader with inferior beliefs. Who caused the war? Ions and pestilence fill an old industrial field while contaminated manna falls from the sky and the people eat while traveling in circles. A savior walks by and is hung from a tree because he is innocent and his dying flesh is eaten by hungry prey. The people he saved just watched. She laughs at people without taking a second look and the images later haunt her. The oil fields that promised wealth, prosperity, and jobs, have infected the lungs and shaken up the earth, all that's left is a deserted island. He is the center of attention and no one will listen to him but the entertainment seems real. The pure energy in the body is yours, will you apply for the job or will you build your own kingdom. The leader seems harsh, I guess that's why he has so many followers. The leader seems liked, I guess that's why he's got so many enemies. Late at night he dies in his sleep but wakes-up alive to rule. This message is deep so you can climb from the pit when no one is around. Take your time, think. How do you get to the top of the pit? How did you fall in? When life is fair, write it down so others can read the message. They may fall in also. Keep thinking, keep moving, and keep reading, you're almost there. The lust of beauty has defiled the immunity of a debilitating disease, nothing can cure it, and death is certain but life goes on. Trust becomes no more to a man who has been burned several times. There's no hope if he chooses to give up. You have but one opportunity, why should you pass up this temptation, you may never get it again so you eat what's left over...um that taste good...YOU GAVE IN. Little children with too much common sense in a danger zone realize they've been left for dead so they commit suicide, they have nothing to offer and they do not believe in the future. Humanitarian aids have run out of donations and there are clouds in the sky as famine has turned the village into cannibals, give them what you have before they eat you. She loves an idol more than the person she married, how ironic. With so many choices, which one do you choose? The cries for the basic necessities in life are often not heard but nature still takes it's course. One is never enough, for those who need more. We were warned about this. Who will save us? What is our purpose? The jokes are funny but deep inside the mind of the comedian, he is searching for a way out of the madness. Once you're used up, who will save you? What will you have left to offer? Look at how they've run off with the skills you taught them and left you to fend for yourself. Just stay still. Positive energy attracts to negative forces; take a compass with you into the forest. The energy must stay neutral; keep an eye on the poles. Follow the positive forces to contain the negative energy and find your way home. This is a common occurrence in an infinite universe. I hope negative energy never crosses your path. Good luck on your journey.