The tragedy

See the world turn around in it's orbit and everything seems to be in order as some would see it. The world make s a better place for some while the brest surrers the impudence of mankind. What folly that man walks in degrading morality while advancing in technology. The hearts of man is void while they seek to find an answer to fill the empiness. Some through books and books flying through words secluding themselves from the real sufferings of man beyond their sight. So blinded by goals and gold that falls before their eyes ignoring the bloody sweat shed by those less "fortunate" working behind every riches that they see and touch but never theirs to keep. What makes them less fortunate? where else can man look then inside. The prejudism and pride of their hearts. Seemingly claiming themselves strong and 'the rest' weak. The weak it seems being suppressed and killed to fulfill the wants and 'needs' of the strong. What so blinds man is greed. What is greed then? Greed the source of all suffering in man against man towards man. Greed drives a man towards the hunger of power and superiority.

Nietzsche has said the rulers should fear the people not the people to fear the rulers. Revolution will cause a kingdom to stumble. Why the eligence of soldiers toward the ruler? Dying for one man's power? Is it worth the sacrifice? Equality in the ranks of men peace will be birthed. Thus the philisophy of communism. I'd say commonism the main thing. Yet in man greed always overpowers them wanting more. The founders of the philosophy itself never lived to see the perfect idea come to it's own distruction. In it because in the idea itself a man is placed to be over men. The world will never fall into order as long as man live as rulers over other men. How you spend the rest of your life depends on the beliefs and philosphy. Even the man who wonders in the street has his ideas and philosophy of life. Mind is given man to decern some better than others. The practices of man determines the ability and many misuse the wisdom and understanding to exploit those less able. Laws made to keep humanity in stablity, yet exist those in which the laws were created twists and manipulation of the written to their own exploits and gains. Tis the irony and tragedy

9 hardest times(snagged this from someone's blog XD)

9 hardest times of ones life:

1) being questioned when you yourself don't understand.

2) pretending to be innocent of what you know about.

3) trying to forget something you know you never will.

4) admitting you were wrong after you have been so insistent that you were right.

5) debating with yourself

6) accepting the fact that somethings are not meant to be.

7) trying to understand when you just can't.

8) realizing that you have been tricked after you've given your whole trust

9) parting and letting go of some you've loved all your life

Treasure life

Ever been around people who don't treasure life?

It stinks.. Life is already so prescious and fragile it could be taken anytime.
But yet around us there are people who take unnecessary risk in life recklessly risking life and wasting it away.

Reckless driving, Access driking, Pot etc etc I would come to consider this as suicide since it's wasting your life away not for the good and not looking after the temple of the Holy Spirit. Whatever we do with our bodies we're answerable to the one who made it. I'd say it's one of the talents given us to use it for the Master's glory and if we don't use it right we'd be cast to the darkest part of the earth so far, unredeemable.

And holding other's life in your hands.. what are we to say if we cause the death of other innocent people? what are we to say? In the end, everything we do we have to answer to Him who created and gave life to all creature

Which reality?

Lying down drowsily ready to sleep and call it a day. Noise come from the window near to your bed you doze off..
Then the next morning you wake up later than usual. You walk to the sink and sober up. You can't recall what happened last night but everything is normal. You walk out of your quarters and look around. You think it's sunday and head to the church. As you draw near there's not as many people as you thought there would be. You step inside and try to go to the sanctuary as you get closer to the door someone approaches you and wishes you 'good morning'. You smile and as you walk through the door someone else approaches you and asks if this was your first time to the premise. You think to yourself, ''don't they know me? I've been coming here for years and they act like I'm a stranger''. You walk to someone you think is familiar and he smiles to you as you approach. Before you could speak he asks for your name. You are shocked and asks "Don't you know who i am?" he replies gently as if he's not sure what's going on "no, who are you? You look around for another familiar face and ask the same question and get the same reply. You ask a few more people and all the same reply; no one knows you.
You stand in the corner trying to get yourself together. You ask someone what place this was and what's going on and he says "Oh, it's a club and we're having a meeting. We have it every sunday" "Would you like to be a member?" Confused, you ask him "are you all christians?" His face questions you question and asks "christians? what is that?" You stare at him in disbelieve and quickly leave the premise. You run as fast as you could trying to find someone farmiliar to talk to or to get an explanation. Everyone seems to be normal, nothing seemed to have drastically changed except no one knows who you are. As you run and run you vission blurs your mind cannot take the pressure and the change.. You fall to the ground looking at the sky people crowd around you to see what happened. Thing's fade slowly and you can hardly breathe and everything turns black..

So what it reality? which was the reality? What had happened? Was it a conspiracy? Did someone have something against you and paid everyone else to do this to you? Did the government erase your identity? Is it a dream? or did you wake up from another dream? Is this reality? Or was the days before this reality? or is it the new reality? What is it? What is truth? What's happening? What happened the day before? which is REALITY?

The Err is I

Ever felt like you’ve let go of something and it feels so much better? Sometimes it does happen and sometimes they just don’t come along the way you’d expect them to. Through the last year and a half I’ve been learning to let go of something that I thought was what I could hold on to but I learned some things the long and hard way. Through some heart aches and sleepless nights, I thought it’d better be for me to lose that rope I have around my neck. All the fallacy and errs that were shown were ignored to the last strand of hope inside the soul of the traveler who wishes to not be on a journey with no support. But alas he finds himself in a valley full of flowers behind high fences. Only able to admire their beauty from a distance but never able to touch, nor feel their presence. The only opening is along the fences on both sides where he is only able to walk through in a straight path towards the end of the valley at the end of the fences. How ironic, this valley full or gardens overflowing with flowers but all behind fences unable to be enjoyed nor touched by the outsider. The only thing the traveler can do is keep traveling until he exits the valley and a new world is shown and the valley is forgotten him and he the valley. Through night and day he travels the long valley only on the road has he space to rest. No bed no tent but on the damp ground of soil he settles down each night. Even the hill before had houses who took him in to rest which he stayed for a while before realizing he’s been staying in a place he shouldn’t be. He’s traveled the valley for almost 12 seasons and hasn’t seen the end. It sure is a long valley deep below the mountains. He sets his eyes on the hill ahead and heads there hoping to find a hut to rest a comfortably in. Looking back in the 10 seasons and all that has happened a conclusion he’s come to is the err is his with his face against a fence hoping one day to reach for a flower from the valley.