Read a few then tell me if u got anything outa theez.
Did any of them help you feel any smarted or any more deserving of a good life? I shared all this with you because i love you; i expect you to do the same.
[9- ptl2]
Why would the mind… not love the body… or the entire self?..
and be so effected by the lies and hate of others?..
What if we are subliminal programmed as childeren by people who knew more
and had more physical streingth then us… to put others above ourself,
and live for others and judge ourself based on the opinions of others?
…Surely, my insecurities were inherent weakness.
The minds of my perents were strange and un-healthy.
[10- ptl2]
Surely, will we keep on drinking down the muddy waters of opinion?
Will we keep on mixing the medication with the poisons that we also drink of?
We must firmly deside to love ourself and others without hate or judgement.
We must deny those who gave us both love and hate in our life, and we must not copy their ways any longer!
Surely, now that i know what would be most benificial and good for myself,
i shall firmly stand by that principal, instead of ever turning on myself in part or in full.
Surely what is inside of me will then reach out and toutch others with a pure hand.
[11- ptl2]
The eye that can see value, and the eye that looks for a peaceful future of well being,
will learn more in 10 days from freinds and talking, then a truely careless person would learn in his entire life.
[12- prl2]
Growing or finding food is work, and so is the eating of it. Life is effort, not silant stagnance.
If you feel tierd in body or mind or heart, and have fought for somthing, you are alive.
[13- prl2]
Why would humans have no claws, and go insain if alone, yet animals survive without love and justice?
Being human, is needing love, being weak, dreaming of wonders, crying over reality, and defying nature.
[14- prl2]
The battle between good and evil
only happens
because the soldiers are weak and confused.
[15- prl2]
We add spices to food to make them taste better, because we want to add pleasure to need;
we talk with fancy words at times, to try to add to our message,
but did we add God and Satan to our dreams and fears for the same sort of reason?
[16- prl2]
Freewill and opinion, was the adding of choice to chaos in life, which created good and evil,
when before there was merely life and death.
[17- prl2]
To take offence quickly, is to fear and hate the negative capasity of other’s.
Surely, better it would be to build a mind on fact then opinion.
[18- prl2]
While alive, what would make it possable for someone else to teach me to kill myself, in part or in full?
It is the same as child abuse, whatever it is, because it will damage the innocent.
[19- prl2]
The “system” is one man and one woman, who loved eachother enough to share a hateless moment…
of compassion and giving…
We came from the “system” and are a part of the “system”.
We can deny that, but if we do, we say “hurry up!” to our death,
or we can try to drink the blood of our brother as we disgard our own soul,
…or…or… i love you as myself, with no judgement or questions,
unless you chose to hate my truth here and now.
[20- prl2]
When you speek, do not just keep on talking to hear your own noise,
but purify the mind of your brothers and sisters as quickly and efficiently as possable,
if you yourself were ever pure enough to do so…
and if not?.. id pray for thee.
[21- prl2]
We cannot speek if one stronger then us covered our mouth.
We cannot stand if one larger has thrown us down,
but surely, pure maturity is all about defiance/rebelion at insolance itself!
[22- prl2]
‘The man’ can only keep hurting us, if we all cannot see him.
Surely, curruption is here because wisdom is not.
[23- prl2]
With time and spirit, eventualy things within us that were broken…
may well break the one breaking, for justice wants to grow within a man, and is not grown in feilds or forests.
[24- prl2]
12/19/2005
I frightening vision was mine, and realized as i asked thee question:
Why is the mind? What is the mind?
And then i see it… i realy asked it to show me, and from the sub-contious i saw the image.
It is a baby crying, that has no skin, and is being toutched by the hands of reality as it screams.
This evokes the passions and rage of the spirit, which will adapt however it can.
Still… it keeps on being struck on the back, and cannot be silant, and is crying so hard…
Surely… Sickening mortality! We were born in pain and crying,
and as we grow so does the pain and tears, which can then change form into wisdom…
To protect thee, and defy mortality antil not fight is left in thee…
because the world has no compassion, and the heart does.
I feel my anger now… ever since thee image… and learning and experiance are how i fight for life.
[25- prl2]
When i was born, my beating heart made a deal with reality, though reality did not sign the contract.
I said here and then:
“I am alive, and will take what i need from you, and you will give me it.”
And reality did not reply…
“If you do not give it, then i shall take it!”
And reality did not reply…
Then i realized… with time… that some people around me would agree to this contract,
and some people would say no to it, and some would attack me for asking…
But surely in search of allies, i signed the contract for others aswel…
eventualy this became an interchange and a regular buissiness.
I said in short:
“Love me for all that i do and all that you are able to precieve within me!”
And it came common place, because it was done with people always.
Then came the mutation of society…
the currupt and the greedy and the mundane and the scams… and this deal…
was very abused… and changed… into fear and hate and lack of trust and lack of faith…
The honor fell from the species, when justice fell.
The justice… is the reactions of others once hurt.
The distance between two, and the in-equalities of ability… made for the injustice…
of higharchy amoung men and women and children and the old.
…How will i ever understand and silance injustice?..
by becomeing it.
Now i have compassion and honor.
I enjoyed reading your thoughts. You might consider trying to have them published after you clean up the spelling. Actually, you might try organizing your thought and create some nice poetry. Some of your thoughts are profound.