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“A thousand Word”
Today the sun dies, yes I just know. Look outside the window, is there anyone’s shadow? Maybe you do see ‘inner darkness’ reflecting, but I dare you cannot see the rays from above passing through any metal object; you can trust me.
God has blessed me amongst my enemies. That means I’ve dined with a few who hates me. I’ve killed my senses, you can tell, I trust that. Often, with this madness I know I’ve fed scholars on my mental plate. Since God blesses me in the presence of those who hate me, I am thankful for such a vital meal. In honesty and also for its smaller quantity, I’ve come to the place to behold “Reality” since the literate ones have killed Philosophy.
Maybe I cannot tell how there is a connection between Heaven and Earth, or how Angels understand that we men have duties and responsibilities that they must respect. But after all, we are all made in His Image and likeness.
Today the sun dies, yes I just know. I have tried to answer God’s questions without words or metaphors; I hope you picture how it is difficult. I have been by myself for a long time, inside and outside I have bled from my guts to the point where words become like tears. They flow from above silently and so no one hears.
Nobody told me how easy it is “Just to believe” but it is hard to win conviction over after you have been alone from that part of you that holds celebration as if you feel darkness might transform itself into light but on the inside of yourself.
You see, when a part of you dies in the search for yourself; you get to understand how humans are truly made instead of listening to the theories of evolution or expanding your thoughts on the depth of creation.
My loneliness didn’t come from the abandonment of my fellow humans, but because, my heart is a valley and it is so shadowed that I grew up playing in the waters that flow through my aorta down to the streams of my emotions. So I once loved myself in darkness and once appreciated myself in the midst of no one. I have blamed it on my intuitions, perceptions, and even the beautiful unions that made several apologies trying to make me understand how pleasant it is to be left alone. He said; “Don’t fall apart; I can’t fix your broken heart”. It is shattered and you have pieces in places you have left with people in places you have never met.
_____To be continued_____
God has blessed me amongst my enemies. That means I’ve dined with a few who hates me. I’ve killed my senses, you can tell, I trust that. Often, with this madness I know I’ve fed scholars on my mental plate. Since God blesses me in the presence of those who hate me, I am thankful for such a vital meal. In honesty and also for its smaller quantity, I’ve come to the place to behold “Reality” since the literate ones have killed Philosophy.
Maybe I cannot tell how there is a connection between Heaven and Earth, or how Angels understand that we men have duties and responsibilities that they must respect. But after all, we are all made in His Image and likeness.
Today the sun dies, yes I just know. I have tried to answer God’s questions without words or metaphors; I hope you picture how it is difficult. I have been by myself for a long time, inside and outside I have bled from my guts to the point where words become like tears. They flow from above silently and so no one hears.
Nobody told me how easy it is “Just to believe” but it is hard to win conviction over after you have been alone from that part of you that holds celebration as if you feel darkness might transform itself into light but on the inside of yourself.
You see, when a part of you dies in the search for yourself; you get to understand how humans are truly made instead of listening to the theories of evolution or expanding your thoughts on the depth of creation.
My loneliness didn’t come from the abandonment of my fellow humans, but because, my heart is a valley and it is so shadowed that I grew up playing in the waters that flow through my aorta down to the streams of my emotions. So I once loved myself in darkness and once appreciated myself in the midst of no one. I have blamed it on my intuitions, perceptions, and even the beautiful unions that made several apologies trying to make me understand how pleasant it is to be left alone. He said; “Don’t fall apart; I can’t fix your broken heart”. It is shattered and you have pieces in places you have left with people in places you have never met.
_____To be continued_____
Published 5th Oct 2017
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