“all lies are not truths,
some lies are truths,
but no truths are lies”
“all lies are not truths,
some lies are truths,
but no truths are lies”
i am getting familiar within these sky walls
the moving lights
an endless self reflected in the surrounding mirrors
the narcissistic face
the joy of smoke illusions
spreading before the moonlight
in an opera
dancing for a mute audience
the beauty of a pen is it’s ink.
the bold words that brave tired hearts or the slanted letters that relay tears of a widowed bride
Sweat and skin
Brushes of hair between
I feel his breath on my neck
The desires of a pounding heart
A race to a finish line
Only to start from where it ends
Just a pendulum
Either a top left or right
And again, back to the middle
Like a bird in the sky
Caught in a current
That forever is yearned
Stretching her wings
Before the break of the winds
That she must find ground again
From the same tree she flew,
An old branch of an oak,
Where her nest will ruin
At the changing seasons
Her spirit like a flame,
Losing the color of its light
As she flies again and again
Trying again and again
Until the sun falls and rises never again
Medals of shame,
Suits of hypocrisy
When the blind rule,
With a counsel of fools
Married to the daughters of desolation
Fear and minority,
High walls surround,
The palace of truth
A celestial’s descend,
A wager of wisdom
Lost of understanding,
Of a world without him
That in history he seeks,
The breath of immortality
With the echoes of his name
Just an empty heart
With its abyssal desires
Loyalty and honesty
Pledge the heart on a stab
Is it fear or survival?
As I slept,
The world calmed,
And the shadows disappeared
When I awoke,
The winds roared,
Squeaking sheets on the roof
He accepts mortality
Unchained from its ghosts,
And dines with the present
The roses in the park,
Unfeigned smiles he sees,
enjoying the colours of the young moon
I run he stands,
The mysteries of my life,
Archives, he loves to read
I love to fear
He loves to dare
We live to love
The truth of the eye
What to happen in the next second?
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When hearts bleed pain from unfulfilled dreams, but positive to not fall prey into the dark, the world between.
The divine play heads and tails. They pump up our little hearts with fantasies, only to watch the dice roll without a say.
The six talks down to a one, “you are so small.” “Could it be that you are foolish?”
If the strong reigns with arrogance, and the weak must comb his moustache, then the dice is biased.
So the one plots for a takeover. For not all that is small is small. And wisdom befits it not to feast on wine and bread alone, but also on water and a single grain.
He takes a small wooden boat with an oar to travel an unknown sea. If dreams walk the sky, then “I will cross the sea”.
A natural six slanders with his tongue. Leaning heavily on his past, he rebuffs the future.
Not a one, a two, or a six can control tomorrow. But all wield symbols of hope to watch the next sunrise.
So it can be anything. And what happens when we get there?
If for the wrong reasons one finds victory, then for the right reasons one is doomed in silence, sadness, and enlightenment may be. And likewise, for the right reasons, a victory grasped is happiness for life.
So empty hearts know not the ways of love but hate. If gratification is one’s soul aim, then whine not if a gold cup is still a cup or rather one is too sick to enjoy the bounties of one’s hunt.
For on the six’s island, greed is still greed and kindness is kindness just like on the one’s main land.
The hymns of happiness are heard by all ears but listened to by fine ears of propriety.
The rains fall on all but the strong withstand the cold and the fright of lightening. And this journey is an endless one until we lay beneath the covers of the earth.
A superior man cherishes life, his and the others. Watching closely the web that turns events, he keeps an eye on the shadow of his neighbour so to send alarm to his peer when trouble hits; and his tongue he guards to never erase that shadow
The blessed are filled of life and wisdom to distinguish bad from wrong; They bless and heal the broken
For what is right is right, not for a good reward or punishment aligned; but for the greater web that guides all.
Not too big or too small, but equality steering evolution from the past to the moon; the one and the six, both equality important.
The superior man will applaud folly of a mad man when they will read with their eyes and not, their mind’s eye
Remember that saying, “if you hate where you stand, then move.” If yes, good. If not, I tell you now. MOVE!
The logic behind is the action to do something, rather than sitting on yourself and waiting for pity or a miracle.
So, where do we begin?
If you so desire to live in abundance, then, there is an old rule you should stick to your heart. “Nothing in this life shall you receive for free.” There is always a price. And there will always be a price to pay for one’s deeds. Good or bad. Whichever way you want to think about it. Of this world or not, in this life or after, we always pay.
The choices we make today mount into a past that become the foundation for our future. One man said, “the best way to predict the future, is by creating it.” And he was right. See, the universe grants us a will power. Uninfluenced. And that man can make choices which determine his way of life. Happiness, fulfilment, the good of the world. Or, sadness, anger, pain, the bad as we all know it.
So, do you choose to enjoy the days of your life? If so, I am happy for you, cause you choose to do right and now must come to an understanding of what price you are to pay. Don’t worry. You can pay the price. For the race is not to the swift, wise, strong, or the privileged, in whichever way. But to us all, the weak, abused, name them, cause that’s life. We don’t always start from the same line, but can REALLY get to a desired finish line. And sometimes, even surpass it.
Rockefeller set out to make $100000, he died a millionaire. You too, can achieve that you so desire.
It’s not about how many have failed, or how many times you have failed. It’s about you. What do you want?
What we learn from those we call successful, in the past or this present, is that they paid a price. Hard work, persistence, patience, untold sacrifices, and list goes on. It is no empty talk, but a simple truth that you have to know and apply.
I am no sage and am in doubt of an existing wise man from which perfect wisdom can be sought. That wisdom one would apply, and be certain of the outcome. Doing right, doesn’t guarantee good. Not doing anything is obviously wrong. How do you except to reap from where you did not sow? And doing wrong, definitely lays mines in your future to later ruin you.
What most of us think is because you are doing right, you will definitely have your way. And when you don’t, you seek to point a finger. Why? Because, we don’t understand “we”, ourselves, YOURSELF.
Who are you? Or those around you? That around you? Do you understand what you want? What is life?
I asked some successful people what they thought about life, money and success. It was so absurd when no one had an answer for me. So I realised, many of us simply live through life like zombies. Alive but do not have a life within us.
We simply seek but don’t take time to understand or get an idea of that we want. We hop onto a train and hope to get to a better destination. I understand the spirit of adventure within but shall we say, life is too short to take too many risks.
And when it all comes down, we say, “life is hell.” True, because you indeed turned it into one big fire and that is the price for sloppiness.
Doing the right thing doesn’t guarantee good returns, but what’s the better alternative? None. You do what is right for it is right. It’s not about the returns or fear of punishment, but it’s because it is right and that sets one right piece of the puzzle for you in the future.
So what is right?
In the English language, right means free from error, conforming to a fact or a truth. That’s one interesting meaning. Can you be free from error?
Yes and no
What is right, is for you to know your surroundings. And then, yes, you could be free from error. But, before your surroundings, know yourself. And then, no, you can’t be free from error. You are human. So, if this be our weaknesses, how do we live to achieve greatness?
From the start we have briefly come to know, that we have to act, pay, choose to enjoy our lives. I would add another favorite of mine from fellow who said, “one doesn’t drown because one has fallen into the sea, but because one can’t swim.”
In the face of despair, we don’t drown until we can’t get out of it. To put it simply, there is no problem once a solution is known.
So what is right is to find solutions or ideas to problems. And trust me you, the world has grown to what it is today from that basic formula which is not going to change.
Anyway, the human weakness is error. From my chess games, I have realized how many mistakes I make, and that my opponents too make them. That whoever wins is he who optimises the other’s mistakes and hopes, oh yes does, his are not known. Grand masters or masters perfect their games through practice. A constant work on oneself, reducing their errors, and that, to makes the right moves consciously or not. Thus, to live in abundance, one must learn to cultivate the mind to make conscious and unconscious right choices. This doesn’t eliminate error.
Our first chapter states, “recognise you” for it all is about you. One can only serve the world better if one improves oneself. This is a common sermon that most of us have heard of but unfortunately not acted upon. I tell you, charity begins at home, and success as well begins at home, your heart, soul, body. It is about you. Success is for you, and abundance as well.
Let me ask you some questions, do you know you? Where do you want to be in five years? What do want out of life?
Did you have definite answers to those questions? A yes is an answer for those on the right path. And unfortunately if not a yes, then one needs to set things right.
“Knowing thyself is a basis for wisdom” and “wisdom is a constant reflection upon oneself.”
Many of us live and die without ever understanding who we are. When I asked around, good number of people , who they were, quite a lot had a wonderful answer. “I know myself.” Who are you? “I know myself!” And then others would go on and say, am humble, hardworking and on, and on. The wonderful notion that free thought has sickened our minds. “Don’t listen to what they say about you, just be yourself.” Thinking you are kind, doesn’t make you kind. But acting kind does. So, people have to see your kindness and they will have to say something about you. So, you give them what they should talk about you.
I tell you, no matter how many times you convince yourself you are kind, with a good number to argue otherwise, you are most definitely not.
Thus what they say quite means something given the conditions.
I should add that, sometimes, even after so much good will, people could say otherwise about you. But remember, you don’t do good for return or fear of punishment but for its right to do. And that’s where our wonderful notion, makes quite good sense and believe that it was meant for that.
Anyway in summary, there is what you think you are, what others think you are, and who you really are is what both you and others think you are. I should also say that, there could be a part of you that both you and others don’t know (think you are) that adds to the real who you are, but we don’t know if it is there. And remember, because we lack evidence for existence of something, does not mean we have evidence for its nonexistence.
So, okay, you know who you think you are, do you know what are think you are? In truth, no. And that is why some people will tell you to not listen to what others say about you simply because it does seem like a waste of energy.
But did you know, people at the top mind about their image?
So, do you still want to enjoy abundance? I will leave that for you to answer.
But let’s continue, to know you, you should constantly reflect upon you. The people around us serve as mirrors to show us that we wouldn’t know we did. And in so doing, we do right towards a harmonious living in abundance. Would it be abundance, if you fight with your neighbor everyday.
As we shall later see, there are little things that steal our happiness, and we don’t want that.
I am not telling you to go listen to every word the world has to say about you. Come on. Be smart and know when speak and to listen. And it’s not a trait you wake up with in the morning. You cultivate it.
Once you have your mirrors set, you are ready to dive deeper into you.
What do you want in five years? Or what out of life?
The word recognise is to be fully aware. To see and hear differences. What matters to you? How can you obtain that you want? I tell you, with the world, we all pull to ourselves and it’s no crime in doing so. If one sort out his dreams without a harmonious surrounding, one is so much drawing on water. Worse, on a river who waters he can never touch twice. Wasting resources and time the most valuable of all.
That’s why you would seek to smoothen personal relationships because you operate with people not trees.
The true potential of oneself lies in how much faith one has within. Do you tell you that yes you can, when the world says not you can’t? You would realise that about character, one could use an outside ear to improve themselves. And sometimes in chasing after dreams, a good deaf ear to what others say. For the weight of a vision bearer is upon his soul, and must strive to free himself. It’s your dream. It’s what you want out of life. Chase after it. Now is always right to do right. Other people have their own dreams and that’s your own business.
Jesus said, “carry your cross and follow me.”
Well I think He meant, mind your own business but watch out not to tramp on others’ for that’s a quick sand to drown you before you enjoy the benefits of your toil.
To recognise you, do you have faith in whatever your dreams are and that you can achieve them?
It was easy to breath,
But hard to live
Watching the world through hell’s gate
Wrestling my demons by the day,
And chocking on my screams in the dark
An illusion it seemed,
Vivid, a smudged line between,
The realm of reality,
And edges of a nightmare
The heart grew cold,
To fear and hope,
But hate and misery,
The cloaks it wore,
On the path of vengeance
To the heavens,
In their silence,
Hiding above the clouds
Shielding the sun from my soul
An empty shell,
And a withered spirit
We don’t know the light,
Until we’ve been in the dark,
We don’t see why we live,
Until we’ve found,
That to die for
To lose our souls
And so I awoke,
Into a dawn,
That life could be beautiful again,
With a new reason,
To live, die,
In a hall of fame,
Where my name rests