An Honest Moment…

At Times I think of the damaging; Encouraging; Weakening; Strengthening Power of the words we use towards the future we are grooming…

DAMAGED ROOTS

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Looking,

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.

Racing in,

The Memories

-Hurt Bearers

The words…

Fighting to cast these razor edge remarks asunder in the flames of yesterday.

I look at my little Kings resting in the morning dawn,

Peaceful.

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…

Being the Son of a War veteran I see Close and Personal the effects and trauma brought back from the Hell that is War… Too ALL Soldiers serving & have served to fight for God, Family Friends, and Country… Thank You.

THE DIFFERENCE

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I want too ask…

I want to hear the nightmares you hold under lock and key…

But-

Too ask would mean your worst nightmare’s revisited…

The Sorrows of a War Veteran may never be heard-

BUT,

They are felt everyday pain from wounds deeper than bone marrow;

So I remain silent-

Question’s in my mind surrcome to violence felt decades old.

I wish for the healing of damaged Souls told to Fight.

Sworn to defend Family, Friend, & Country…

They’re Different now…

If shown or hidden from vision WE feel you.

I would go into what I think you have seen-

I halt my advances of Questions & Concerns when I realized the Burns on memory.

I realize my questioning is bringing Salt to wound,

So silent I stay…

But I can’t help to notice the DIFFERENCE between the civilian peace I enjoy at the expense of the horror of being deployed.

WARZONE-

A domain I hope I never see,

But it seems War takes many forms on many fronts.

Calling All Soldiers to action.

I pray the heeling of the souls broken in Fractions…

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HOPE NEVER FAILS…

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To the Fighters-

Life thrivers labeled survivors;

Keep standing firm-

Bulwarks standing as a new standard of the new Normal for the Next Generation-

I APPEAL TO MY GENERATION X MARKS THE SPOT;

Too Place this spark correctly inplace igniting the Hope of those we leave behind.

Laying a path for them to run towards their defining.

Free too Live their Dreams focused on the hands reaching up behind them.

Who knew XGEN Utopia dwells within?

Let’s spend our time now teaching Them.

TOO Hope for better isn’t futile-

FOR HOPE NEVER FAILS…

“Good will come to the man who trusts in the Lord, and whose hope is in the Lord.” – Jeremiah 17:7

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#XGENSTANDUP

This Gift… Continuously Strive to live this LIFE…

VICTORIOUS

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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;

“IT”-

The circumstances of an uneducated decision,

A mistake-

Mistakes Happen…

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…

Me…

Today I awake to the realization of my

TOTAL VICTORY…

Shaped by the Flames of Day…

Molded in Ambitions Flames…

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The wind presses against the flint. A hardened stone, an invaded posture. It rips through with a cold-hearted arsenal of Truth. Self and its assigned Ego defenders take Flight.

Submission is required to assure victory in this battle for belief.

Resting in the arms of the one that Fights for me in this whirlwind of purifying Flames.

The Wind fiercely bombards the inner gates shaking the foundation to this Soul-

Earthquakes-

The Earth in me shakes in delightful fear.

The Liquid Essence of Soul Vibrates with the frequency of the blessed…

The Wind is the Test.

Testing the fortitude of the Soul anchored to the Spirit free to engage in the reconstruction of this contrived heart…

The Shaking, the purging Flames of Life purify this new Life perspective point of View, viewing the reflections found in everyday situations reflect the inner vision broadcasted in repeated consciousness.

This Awesomeness paints with the passions found in the detail of Self…

Learning to acknowledge Every good that arises from the pressurized flames found in each Moment, found in each Day.

A chance to grow, a chance to better Self…

A chance to Live,

Carpe Deim!

“Time is of THE Essence…”

Just a Thought…🤔

Words worth the effort to live by…

“Do not wallow in your failures!’ ‘Learn from your mistakes and move ON.’ ‘Fore this is the Privilege of being a Man…”- Unknown

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So often the way OUT starts from With in… Yourself…

THE WAY OUT

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Wells of overrunning Love wells up in Spirits rejoicing!

Entering the Sacred inner courts of Eternity…

This BURNING purges Me overtaking all Will submitted to the Authors pen strokes.

A Story to be told must have its trials, failures, tragedies, and SUCCESS;

Ending with the heroic figure overcoming all obstacles providing the way of Escape!

Too all bound in their own cells;

Awaiting the realizing of the rising reality…

That after all this time,

“The Hero is Me…”