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Waking up jumping into Me.
Strapping on the Worlds concerns.
Big Brother persuasions impact my canvas.
So I extract this blemish to begin to repaint in the shade of selfish ambition.
Sipping the Get right to focus the light observing the burdens SELFISHNESS has given.
When Gut bends this will to yield all I have, to the service of others,
Forsaking Self to reside behind shattered glass;
Mirrored Cuts scarring vision to only see a flawed giving of Self.
Let the healing begin!
How can I give what is broken?
Calling it good when the tarnished image continues to muster under surface…
This Greedy perspective of doing to be seen winning onlookers praise…
This is unhealthy, appearing to be benevolent when it’s only SELFISH EGO I feed starving the needs of my true SELF…
Let me reverse this outlook turning it inward facing the despicable truths of a wounded character-
Activating the urge of applause,
Time to gather SELF!
Bringing into mind the desire, the will, to find the real SELF untangled from the false images presented.
Time to invest in this-
New Age SELFISHNESS…
DAYS BEHIND ME…
Some moments blend in with the thoughts of Today.
Remembering times before the unrest-
Still issues buried, for, most struggles where none outside of Self…
Things have changed where the hidden have no shade to duck away from.
Now you can’t take your eyes from the proof…
Things have to Change!
-as they should to perpetuate growth, change is a constant.
A daily envelope of Hope sent to give notice;
Yesterday is a page to be read.
Learn from words written upon its bruised pages…
LEARN from the Days before to rightly build the path through Today.
Must find our Way…
We Must find a way…
At Times I think of the damaging; Encouraging; Weakening; Strengthening Power of the words we use towards the future we are grooming…
Reflecting on this Reflection in front of Eye
I spied into the abyss of this Darkness.
The Deep speaks of hidden treasures I reach up to grasp at last!
Then I look back at the trail left from this pursuit.
Ripped ground left behind focusing-
On breaking ground with a tarnished Hero logo..?
While feelings feel empty-
This Victory is Pyrrhic at best;
How could I have-
Woken from this night terror.
Fighting to cast these razor edge remarks asunder in the flames of yesterday.
I look at my little Kings resting in the morning dawn,
I stand reflecting on the reflection I desire not to shape.
So I reset my mindset with the rising of the new…
I Grow Up…
It haunts the thoughts
Searching for that small ledge to gain ground in the mind.
The 1st stage of ambition-
The Desire to obtain what some would label impossible
– I’m possibly closing in on that light in the distance.
Overcoming the cold darkness of purposeless existence…
This WANT has gained a rooted hold upon the field of Dreaming of abundance where needs are met at a simple whim…
This WANT for harmony amongst this World we HAVE TOO coexist beyond Hatred…
What you want…
Caught up in a place of wishful thinking sinking deeper into a desire driving thriving like Fuel to Fire!
High I aspire to reach wishing for an eternal foothold securing history written to the tempo pulse of times-
BUILDING TOWARDS THE NEW…
They are happening Daily frustrations are pinned against Faithful Hope
Staining eternity with the desires of the righteous heart
Beating with an everglowing fire
This divine desire to see hope restored in the eyes looking towards a new Today…
Back to memories of better times seen clearer…
Forward to the present-
Presenting opportunities once only seen behind CLOSED EYE’S.
FURY rises from a state of Patience to rage!
Bringing agitation to the Dormant.
Today has arrived with the refreshing scent of…
“Paint your Day here __________”
The Morning touches Eye clouds break to awake the motion of the daily commotion proposing every possibility kissed by the currents of a Dream.
A slowly stitch seem in the fabric of Time to chime the key Notes of the New & Possible.
Possibly becoming cemented in every awaking of Day-
“I HAVE A CHANCE…”
“Chance to Make it…”
The captured presence of this moment inhaled.
I realize I have prevailed.
When there was a split in the Vail!
This is more than Salvation from HELL.
We have a Promise sworn by the voice of The one which spoke, Let there BE!
In the Beginning speaking to ME demanding too see the light embedded in-
What will Be has been made for me to overcome-
all sent to build me up beyond;
The circumstances of an uneducated decision,
The will to surrender has to be overrun with the WILL to thrive!
Take each lesson to epuip your heart with an established confession-
“My LIFE speaks Truth.”
Life gifted by the promise written sealed by the Blood of the innocent…
ONCE FOR ALL!!!
How can WE fall into failure when Success is only a decision away from all the guilt found in the Short comings of…
Today I awake to the realization of my