The Anger Within Reveals, I've been.

An Atrocity?!!?

I passed away.

As not to succumb or be,

 in the way of Country,

 whom tossed and blew Human Beings onto.....,

I speak.

Intimidation can be strong.

It often pushes back.

Do you want to be whom stood?

Or be whom saw and balked?

Regardless of your sight-full wound,

it is the ones we cannot see.

Those Injuries that bleed us dry,

that requires such surgery.

There is no drug,

no doctor's knife,

to cut this Wound from Us.

But for Reasons;

I believe,

it may bring....

 "Unique" 

to Trust.

However hard.

Whatever scene!

In that Movie that is played,

the one that rounds your mind.

It seems to play,

 in equal time,

to rate the Play in You!!

To be Afraid?

Or just to Fear....

the Sight of Disbelief.

A Natural State Affair!!!

This is not "Bust"

nor a fix.

It could just be,

 "What is"

P.T.S.D.

is not for ME!!

I'm sure I Volunteered. 

"To SURVIVE?"

Regardless,

"Hi!"

I'm here to remember..... 

"All of Thee?"

Belittle this or make this less,

than what......

 ! THIS REALLY IS !

You will find,

nightmares get worse,

 and cures elude your Mind.

The interest in,

or,

the research of,

Post Traumatic Stress

Inferred.

Survival of our Minds!

Our Souls!!

Let alone,

our Bodies hold.

Not a Primary Goal.

So, as it grows,

Suicide that is...

no-one seems to...

 !! "NO" !!

! WAKE-UP OLD-Soul !

Wake Your-Self!?! 

just to know....

...,  your value is untold !!

!! But !!

Take your life? 

You'll cause us strife.

!! Confusion not yet told !!

I've see what is.

For snuffed I was...

stuck staring at myself.

Just a Girl.

Not three-feet in length...

I worry myself....still.

To understand the acts of man,

I wonder why I am.

Jumped back in,

my coldest-Self,

took off that bag of fear.

For what I saw,

and why I jumped,

I'm selfish, not "A Dear."

This "Thing,"

it streamed behind my neck,

   !!! I'd missed my ride from here !!!

So...

I did jump back in Myself,

gasped for breath to be.

Now stuck with YOU!!

but gone straight through.

"This RAGED in ME for YEARS" 

A Child I was,

so close to be....out of this Mess....

 .... of Humanity!

How can I not,

look back at "Tot,"

and wish for any other lot?

"Throw the Bones"

....than to Escape,

and become,

any other thing,

that's been.

But, I am,
 what has been.

And, I was born to be,
 "A Sage" and "A Seer"

I have the ability
"To Know."

A Natural Knowledge,
"To Answer."

It is,
The Why,
which eludes me.

James Blunt - I Don't Believe It

I Don't Believe (It)

I don't believe in what they say,
I don´t believe in the morals the set
cause I believe I don´t have to regret,
Whatever happens when we have met,

And can't you see that you are stuck,
in this poor world where life is luck,
and no one really gives a damn,
what you want or who I am.

And, oh I think I've had enough,
Your attitude is really rough.
stop getting high on all this shit,
you can't hide in the corner to escape,
from it

Oh, I can't see whay I should,
carry on not understood.
By moralistic people who,
don't believe in what I do.

You seem to think that you are free,
living in democracy,
but the other people all around,
will talk about you, and put you down.

And, oh I think I've had enough,
their attitude is oh so rough.
Let's quit this moralistic crap,
leave me alone and get off my back.

Well, the image conscious who reject me,
have their rep but they're not free.
Setting standards for a show,
but do they live life,
oh no.

They talk about being cool,
stick like sheep, and play the rules.
You've heard their morals and you agree,
stuck with them and not with me.

I don't believe in what you said.
I don't believe in promises
But I can believe you let me down.
lovin' life over now.

Over now, over now, over now.

I don't believe in what they say,
I don't believe in the morals they set.
Cause I believe I don't have to regret,
Whatever happens when we have met.

And can't you see that you are stuck,
I this poor world where life is luck.
And, no one really gives a damn,
what you want or who I am.

And, oh I think I've had enough,
your attitude is really rough.
Stop getting high on all this shit,
you can't hide in the corner to escape,
from it
from it.

A Progressive Thought, is an Atheist Thought?

Releasing the bind of our relations upon this Earth to envelope that which may have come before our existence here....... may allow us to interest ourselves in what has been lost and/or destroyed for the sake of modern day religion and the success thereof.  

Much of what seems to remain unknown to us due to the lack of our ability to translate old text, may have contained answers for today's lack of Innocent Faith.

In order to maintain structure in any civilization or society, there must be a Main Vein of driven mentality for the sake of growth and prosperity.

Who will process the Laws that dictate the Belief at Hand?

Is religion what sustains this type of understanding?  If so, is a Pagan or is Paganism accepted in it's whole or rejected as being not worthy, or, of the quality to be a Self-sustaining belief, recognized as such and in turn considered for measurement against the standards put forth today and in the most recent past?  

It has been such in my life, that even the entertainment of such a concept as a Spiritual Belief, has been rejected out-of-hand, threatening the balance of popular belief, i.e. Christianity.

A Quote from a person in my past.

"Progressive Thought is an Atheist Thought."

I do not believe that this is true.  How about YOU??

For The Wisdom Of Sake

In the Worth of your Mind;

A suggestion.

Be kind to Yourself.

Be Wise and Prudent in such an act.

Avoid a miserable demise,

in a life full of lies.

To practice Candor with One's Self,

is a Peaceful Approach.

A desire to Think with Independence,

to Structure your Mind,

creates a Foundation of Strength.

 Jurisprudence

Blindness to the Progression of Thought,

will deliver only Bought.

Develop a Broader View.

Know your Measure!

Seed your Understanding,

 with a Balance of Acceptance.

Thoughts of Difference,

create a Singular Mind, 

of "Matters."

To cause a rift in the tides of the rivers that flow with no philosophical mind,

is to fight the pen delivering this ink to write with.

Where are the lessons of life recorded?

Are there only Commands to be followed?

Is it only in the study of Old that you can even find the Theory of Philosophy in Thought?

Is it only in the rule of religious law that such messages are taught of Historical plight?

Let alone sought. As it seems past history of such things has all but disappeared.

Do you not fear, a life so near, that speaks with no breath to announce our end?

A silent passing to a place that today's mindless faith has no question as to how.

~ or ~

What to do if?  

Believe? or even think? should the next move come in less than a blink.

To never consider the action,

or the act to bring to Conscious Thought and Practice Of,

 the reality that death will bring to you the finality of your existence in this place,

is simply ignorance of the next.

For in this very idea or lack-thereof,

neither must be and yet, both are a reality to me.

The stubborn persist of a stoic mind.

A Philosophical Thought Of Natural Ability

Where do you believe that All of the Knowledge rests when the wisdom to seek-out or define an existence of no traditional explanation has come to be naturally?

A Natural Capability to define Knowledge Itself as the ability to know, without reason.  Sounds like a peaceful design of a thought with structure, not being taught.

To cast-aside the Gift to Know, with an Answer to Question, "The Why," completes itself only in the Mindful Acceptance of what seems to be given Naturally without thinking.

An explanation of a Strange Delivery in the Streaming of Conscious Mind in a Pensive Thought, brings to an end a need to Obtain, only learning would remain. 

Does this "Natural Knowledge" or "Ability to Know without Knowing" deliver a message from Mother Nature on how to explain where I've been, without the damage from then, destroying you yet again.

To Explain to Ones Self, your History of "Not so Nice!" One must delve-into or be patient enough "to know," it will work itself to an end, delivering a proper or a moral appeal for help.

To Come to Be Naturally, would be the result of Grave Deprivation or the Threat to One's actual Life of "Breath in Death."

A Master's Voice

The length of leather in coat,

announces a Master's place of choice,

not Yoke.

No dare for Sir's of Dungeons or Lairs,

just respect of what was there.

A Mastery of the Oldest Art,

is what I remember from the start.

Proclaiming sound in Voice of Oral Writ,

I tend to follow no particular script.

Attune to only what I've seen,

my childhood is more than what it seems.

Men of Wares, Men of Means,

gave to me, simply everything.

Taught me right, showed me wrong,

an Education for the strong.

I was a Girl in a fight,

to survive each and every night,

Very few can delight,

in a life of such a plight.

Gratitude fills me still,

for the Men who gave from then,

a defense, a way to mend,

from the Nightmares of my begin.

Does Ignorance Direct To Deceive?

To be without the Gift of Sight.

I wonder why.

To even imagine that you are unable to look beyond yourselves,

causes sadness inside of Me.  

Deplored!!

How plain Life would be.

To not Imagine or Ponder Upon,

the View of sights so far gone or ago,

being restricted to a Singular Plane or Breath,

causes the pain that I have experienced,

to be no-more

Than A Bump In The Road.

To be Inhibited,

to be Unaware to explore the beyond,

Understand the Past or Be in a Multiple Series of Today to See Tomorrow

~

would cause such dismay.

How could you or one decide anything?

I cannot imagine not being able to See.

The very thought would cause Blindness in me to this World of Need.

I would rather detach myself from Humanity to stay intact,

than to imagine that the Gift of Sight,

is not common-fare. 

Fright!!

Without an Inner-Eye to decide,

your Words would have no Leverage.

How CAN you stand to Direct,

if you don't have the Internal Intellect to know.

Dishonesty at such a Declare,

would be the Fallacy of Man Itself.

Why would you take the Lead,

if you could not See to Be?

I question all I see so naturally.

The Impact of Change,

is the destination of,

 Forever in Timeless Scene Of Amaze Me.

To Question with Answer,

is to Answer without Question.

The Epitome of My Life.

To Allow What Was, to be, Is The Wisdom To See A Greater Purpose Than Me

To come to this place with a Message intact,

is not unlike saying,

"I know that."

I close my eyes to See the Skies that delivered me into the arms of stay.

Pressure mounted each and every day.

Years have rolled on in my life,

regardless of the strife.

I have had to see and do,

before I could be Wise enough to act.

The crisis of the division in what has been, 

and what is, and, why:

Fascinates!

Then I cry.

Rarely do I speak-out on,

the subject of 

"A Life With Purpose."

I am met with friction,

Mindless Doubt, Criticism and Filth.

To Presume,

is a learned behavior.

To Be,

is a practiced one.

In this World of Now,

belief in "A Sage" exists.

"A Seer," 

is older than all of this.

I claim only what I know,

I speak with Words Of Old though.

Rarely do we obtain a view 

of such a sorted action as all of You.

Performance in Life?

Why?

To be what you are naturally, is not a Test,

or, is it?

To Ask With Answers

Floored by our ability to be,

I seek out the truth of intent as a Sage.

A Trip to this most amazing place,

a blessed event,

a Seer sent.

A venture of yesterday,

to look at tomorrow,

 and have the confidence to stand today.

I shout to say,

as you purpose an end,

I sport a thought of a Begin.

To live with Sight,

who would want to fight?

Full of nothing but Might,

I am right to say,

Hello

The Rivalry of What Could Actually Be

Live Tomorrow like it was Yesterday,

and know that it is in the Moment of Today

that this Streaming Thought of Said

Ignites you into a Believer of,

Never-Again be Dead.

Soar like the Eagle you had to have been, to be.

Be of a Day that you knew a Dream that took flight in just a night.

Oh Yes, I Can!!

< not >

I Didn't.

Words to Rue!!

If the Guilty get through.

So be Wise.

Or, it may have been You!

Forgive Yourself.

Don't be stealth.

Work on your Everything,

or

In the end you'll know nothing of The Begin.

Right and Wrong exists.

Who are you to Judge all of this?

Mere Riders in this Storm?

You carry nothing that is adorned by anymore than what is Worn... out.

Be of Difference,

Be Exact,

Be Knowing,

Be Watchful.

Be an example of Excellence!!

For in this Simple Verse,

you are a person, not of Perverse,

but, One, Worthy of Self.

Do not throw away Belief in its Self.

To sway to the opinions of other persons interpretations of Life,,,,,

of what will be, could be, or, has been,

in the Land you Were,
is merely strife.

Be Ever-lasting,

in the 

Breath of Now.

Take-In the Heir of RELIEF,

not Sin.

CHOSE A Better Tomorrow, TODAY!!

To Sport A Thought

To deliver a message of a greater tomorrow,

takes the sight to see a sad today.

Many throughout Time or History,

have come with messages.
 Spilling from there need to deliver to you,

a greater understanding.

To give the Gift of Sight, of Meaning, 

and of the great importance to follow yourself
 through your own Minds Thought.
 To seek out that which cannot be bought,
is the advice given, to listen.

The Frailty of Belief in this system of past,
has come crashing down on a Society
that believes nothing of Permanence.

To be in a condemned roll,
of a permanent existence of denial of what is,
what has been and what could be,
is either Foolishness or Idiocy.

I don't know which Rules your Affairs on this Earth.

To Presume that these Words are false,
is an Accusatory Sentence of,
non-belief in anything that has not already been.

A double-edged Sword of Retire.

To be so forward with a Mute Intention,
Deaf to any New Idea,
is to discount the popular belief of,

"We begin again."

Reincarnation is not a Sin.

~

From a twin-soul of Then!!

A Title To An Order

Born on the wrong side of Earth,

I am challenged by that which I see.

Lack of Belief!!

Condemning are the ways of the most commonly spoken.

Yet, as I search, I confess....

there is no place that is Best.

Everyone searching,

No-one finding,

enlightenment to an existence in the waste-lands of today.

I compare nothing to the emptiness that consumes this Planet.

As the negative words spill from the mouths of selfish beings.

I contest in brutal vein.

Put forth an innocent remark.

Uplift the sense of Air that seems sucked in by Oxygen Itself,

not knowing it would have to Gasp at the shock of what is.

Whom do you believe gives the Sky it's dream to be over your head?

Who pays the Sun to rise so you may have the Warmth of a Day?

Who pats  the Moon on it's side, saying,

"Good Job.  You gave me direction in darkness."

Talking....Always wanting.....Never giving..

but in all the sadness of the existence of what may be our Tomorrow,

it is declared in the echos of Forever,

"You don't know how to receive."

There must be an order to things.