No Good, No Bad.
The truth is that there is no good or bad.
Only lessons in life what you caused by yourself, so you cannot be sad
You cannot blame anything on others,
You caused everything, face that and see what happens.
If you follow the crowd, believing what they tell and show,
You are lost with them, living for your stomach, fashion, money chase,
And you also take part of their tragic, sickness and sorrow.
Even if that was meant for you, you show some example to the wise,
They'll learn not to copy or follow you
And for their sake they should learn how to improvise.
poem by LaSoaphia QuXazs
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Following The Sickness
Follow the sickness.
As the bodies dropp the fire burns.
And man is yet to learn.
Fighting our own shadows, fooled by our enemies.
They are the ones you just can't see.
The unaccepted theory is rejected yet again.
But still the chorus plays.
Follow the sickness.
As the bodies dropp the fire burns.
And man is yet to learn.
Follow the sickness.
As the bodies dropp the fire burns.
And man is yet to learn.
To whom it may concern.
A poetic letter, dressed in feathers.
Does it make it any prettier?
A distraction from the purpose.
Delivering the simplest of messages.
And still they are not heard.
Oh no they are never heard.
Follow the sickness.
As the bodies dropp the fire burns.
And man is yet to learn.
Follow the sickness.
As the bodies dropp the fire burns.
And man is yet to learn.
And man is yet to learn.
And man is yet to learn.
Foolish know it alls.
A change in circumstances will cause a sudden fall.
A broken bone, or ego?
A laceration or a severed artery?
Is it serious or superficial?
An inflamation that just won't go down.
Follow the sickness.
As the bodies dropp the fire burns.
And man is yet to learn.
And it has brought me here.
A million passersby's.
An angelic looking sky.
Prying the heavens for just one peek.
I wonder if it has what I seek.
A cure
A cure
For this world.
Follow the sickness.
As the bodies dropp the fire burns.
And man is yet to learn.
If you are ever lost just follow the sickness.
Its everywhere.
Just go from there.
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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Good or Bad, the Prayer
No more good or bad
There is only life and consequences, the truth is that.
I caused what comes to me,
I have the power to overcome by trusting in Thee.
Good or bad eventually destroys each other,
When I realize that I caused all matter.
However, all is for my own lesson and education,
When I learn I became stronger and have no more false temptation.
Walking through the valley of shadow of death,
Means all the sick around me who show what I can get.
If I follow them I end up where they are now,
They live in fear, anger, hatred, destroying life habits, greed
And they do not even know why and how.
All stories in the world teach the old lesson,
Only they hint a lot without explanation.
When I see through the darkened glass clearly,
My life changes and I step forward openly.
In this moment I cannot share what I feel and know,
Others don't understand what is my right or woe.
I just go on, face what comes with the perfect faith in goodness,
My life unfolds as it should, I have true happiness.
Everything works for good and God takes care of me,
I love life, expect the best, learn easily and happily in Thee.
Amen
poem by LaSoaphia QuXazs
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What We Sow, We Shall Reap.
The old wisdom are showing the way
Most of us know these but tries to ignore and say
I am living my life as I want,
And look what they get with that if they are not enough observant.
What ever is our life, somehow we caused it,
We are the ones who get the benefit.
Only we have the power to help on us
What we put into life it returns with a plus.
Make up your mind if you follow the old wisdom,
If you watch what you do, then you can blossom.
Became the real child of the Universe,
Helping humanity for a better life to immerse.
Always follow your feelings and see what comes out,
Learn from everything, because every problem is just an opportunity try out
Everything is necessary for YOUR evolution
Learn how to face it with your emotion.
poem by LaSoaphia QuXazs
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Follow My Heart
I saw you at midnight, in a dream that I had.
From nowhere, you stood there, and you seemed so sad.
And a vicious decision is drivin me mad.
Should I follow my head, or follow my heart?
You were different, indifferent, unbelievably cool.
I approached you, to show you, that Im nobodys fool.
And an error, caused terror, as I sensed your dare.
Should I follow my head, or follow my heart?
Should I follow my head, or follow my heart?
Youve got the lead, baby Ive got a start.
Should I follow my head?
Should I follow my heart?
Should I follow my head, or my heart?
Follow my heart.
song performed by by Reo Speedwagon
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Why Does This Body Negate The Soul?
it is simple
this sorrow is caused by a body that does not
follow the divine instructions of the soul
you blame it sometimes
but it knows its answer
it cannot follow the dictates of one
who is not its master
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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No Way Out
I once had a life,
A life full of dreams,
That one tragic day destroy me,
Made the person I am today,
I tried to run,
I tried to hide,
But there is no way out of the mess I have caused,
This pain,
This misery I caused won’t fade away,
I tried to wipe away my tears,
Show my dignity,
Show that there is no reason to be afraid,
Yet I run,
Run to the highest mountain top,
I try so hard not to show my sadness,
This sadness won’t go away,
There is no way, no how, no reason for me to run.
poem by Jennifer Rondeau
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Follow Me
You’re hanging over a precipice,
looking down; you know you are going to fall.
At the last moment, a hand grasps yours.
A stranger whom you cannot see.
Slowly they haul you from your fate to be.
Their face you still cannot see,
but their words echo around you,
come on my brother follow me.
Foot holds come one at a time,
safety is now assured.
Slowly you move upwards,
one-step at a time along the way.
At the top the stranger is waiting,
his face blocked by the sun.
His voice is gentle and serine,
come on my brother follow me
You climb to your feet and follow,
as he begins to lead the way.
In his footsteps, you follow,
each and every day.
You learn things with every step.
You learn to have humility,
with everyone to you chance to meet,
a lesson well learnt and greet.
You still hear his words,
come on my brother follow me,
you still have a lot to learn,
and I have little time to teach thee.
You follow him through dangerous paths,
but no ill falls upon you.
You follow him until your dying day,
and into the next life to.
And, all the time his words,
they seem to follow you,
come on my brother follow me.
You walk where he walks,
and see what he sees,
and when its time to part,
his words are still with you,
come on my brother follow me.
poem by David Harris
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Learn
when broken
learn
when happy
learn
when bored
learn
when you float and does not know what to do
learn just the same
when filled with idealism
learn
when fed with what you cannot swallow
learn again
when the times get rough and you want to kill yourself
learn, learn, learn
you still have many things to learn
faces of life
bodies of life
learn, learn, learn everything
do not surrender
for in truth, you do not do what you only want
you will also do what you are told to do
no questions asked
or you will be left out
or you will be not a part of the picture
this life
learn, learn, learn, always learn
do not surrender
live, learn, live, learn
you will soon do all that others will tell you
learn, learn and learn again
and sooner you will have learned everything
and then do what you want to do
with firm conviction
you know now what is right
and that is what you will do,
now without even being told
you have become yourself
but still learn, learn, and learn again
because
you might be wrong,
try thinking some more, learn
relearn, learn, learn, learn, forevermore....
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Life's Puzzles.
How you think, that's how your life is
Many knows that, you don't have to be a whiz.
As you think you pick up food and move,
If negative, your problems will be worse, never improve.
The only wise way is to be kind to yourself and others,
Do everything from the heart, don't follow the losers.
Have the real faith that your GOD is only good,
He wants to give you the best & you'll never be misunderstood.
But, if you are greedy & want what you want,
Your life will be a journey, which is unpleasant.
Problems, sickness will follow all your day,
Until you learn more wisdom to change your way.
poem by LaSoaphia QuXazs
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Have you Really ever understood yourself?
Life is a journey of lessons
But we get lost in recess
on the way
Homework forgotten and neglected
far too much time
spent in play
We became followers and shirkers
Too lazy to put effort in
Where we could have made ourselves
brilliant
We just struggled with no depth within
Religion was made for the lazy
the ones who lost touch long ago
The Bible a book packed with lessons
that most of the world didn't know
A misunderstood work used in error
Wars caused through Man's ignorance
of the word
Left a world struggling in terror
long buried truth never heard
Religion was born out of fears
a lost time with nothing to hold
superstition was ripe and compelling
It caused man to become violent and bold
The truth is that man is but spirit
here on this earth as his school
a place where trial an error
have made religion the work of a fool
Spirit was given a place here
to have faith in a God it can trust
Believing in him is the answer
accepting this fact is a must
We need to get rid of religions
Cults that man now seeks for power
get back to the truth in our system
for this is the time and the hour
We have a mind so amazing
we can be anything that we think
without superstition and religion
our spirit fills with wisdom to the brink
Nothing holds back a true spirit
No religion or cult formed by man
Control by those people not Gods will
Certainly was not part of God's plan
Within us we hold all the power
That was given to us for our own
We just have to think it to receive it
The power of this not well known
Man may never learn his lessons
and have to return over again
but during the time of his schooling
he will have to start using his brain.
poem by Janice M Pickett
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Why do we learn?
I learn to show that I know.
I learn so that I can teach well.
I learn so that I can write well.
To learn is to not follow.
09.07.2006
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Follow
I would sure love believing
In something that's never leaving
Would like to let go the hurting
When everything's so uncertain
You know I tried
To show you what I have inside
Will we laugh at how this all began
When you're an old woman and I'm an old man
Take me wherever you go
Help me forget tomorrow
Love me your best and I know
All of the rest will follow
Love me as well as you know
And everything else will follow
I wouldn't mind pretending
It's something that's never-ending
Would like to believe that someday
We won't be living this way
I know you tried
To show me you were on my side
Could it be that I've already found
The thing that I've been searching the whole world round
Take me wherever you go
Help me forget tomorrow
Love me your best and I know
All of the rest will follow
Love me your best and I know
Everything else will follow
Take me wherever you go
All of the rest will follow
Help me forget tomorrow
All of the rest will follow
Love me as well as you know
song performed by by Semisonic from All About Chemistry
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The first commandment is: Love yourself, because only then you can love & respect others and others will love & respect you.
Listen to yourself. What you think and say will come back to you many fold.
How you think, you pick up your food & lifestyle and what your life style is, what you are. If you do not like it, change your attitude.
What is on your mind, that is what you have to learn from.
Play your drum (whatever your talent is) for all to see because that is what you have to learn here and now in this life.
The teacher is the one who has to learn what he/she is teaching, so, teach, that is how you progress.
Trying to control life or fate is a foolish illusion, which brings sorrow, problems, sickness, but never what one wants.
Let go, let God, follow your feelings, let it be good or bad, because we all play out somebody's thoughts, as we are all connected with a silver line. One cannot be without the other. This is humanity, where everybody is an important part of the other.
If you do everything from the heart and happily praise or criticism have no effect on your peace or self confidence.
Whatever you think, eat, drink & do today will effect your health, good living & happiness tomorrow & in the future.
Do not fight life, sickness, even cancer, because if you fight, you never win. Instead calm down, welcome the problem and believe if you do your best to solve it, whatever comes out of it, will work out for good.
When you respect yourself, then you can respect others too.
If you blame others or get angry, you are not right.
Healthy body comes from healthy thinking, which have self love, love to others, self confidence and follows the guide of the Spirit. Work toward that, it is never late.
The secret of Health and Happiness:
Faith in goodness
Good nutrition
Enough movements, sunshine
Love for mankind
And never fall for the sins (too much righteousness, pride, hatred, anger, lust, power-lust, gluttony, greed & laziness) .
The Wise Ones teaching:
Reproof of instruction are the ways of life.
Fools despise wisdom, instruction & knowledge.
Find knowledge, get understanding.
Trust in the Lord, know that everything is necessary for your own progression.
Life and death are in the power of the tongue.
Shed light on your past that your future would be clearer.
poem by LaSoaphia QuXazs
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God's White Light.
God's beautiful white light comes down on me,
Guarding from all gossip, reminding that I am always in Thee.
I am always guided for the right things to do,
That my soul knows clearly how to walk in whose shoe.
No evil can touch me from that shining white light
My lessons in life come with ease and my brain is bright
To pick up God's right wishes to follow,
Learn and teach my world to progress and not to stay hollow.
Show me my God clearly the lessons I have to learn,
That I can overcome them all with ease & everlasting life I could earn
Help me to keep that beautiful white light,
That who ever wants to destroy me would loose their right.
poem by LaSoaphia QuXazs
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Starts with the Year 2000
This was the beginning of another thousand year,
Started with a number 2, where chaos eventually will disappear.
This is the number of order and harmony,
Good or bad, all will be organized, which is the irony.
Our existence is a mixture of yin and yen,
Every one of us is on a different road to the everlasting garden.
Those, who want to be too good, always attract the bad,
Which means robber and robbed are in that same bed.
Someday humanity will learn not to try so hard,
Let go, follow feelings, play the game of life with an open card.
For some goodness and kindness will take over,
Only blessings shall be the part of the wise traveler.
In this moment let everyone do his/her own game,
They all have to learn not to attract problems that same.
Start a new life; attract only health, good living and true happiness,
Be yourself, forget opposition, open up for the truth
And be fearless.
poem by LaSoaphia QuXazs
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Follow Me
(denver)
Its by far the hardest thing Ive ever done
To be so in love with you and so alone
Follow me where I go
What I do and who I know
Make it part of you to be a part of me
Follow me up and down
All the way and all around
Take my hand and say youll follow me
Its long been on my mind
You know its been a long long time
Ive tried to find a way that I could make you understand
The way I feel about you
And just how much I need you
To be there when I can talk to you
When theres no one else around
Follow me where I go
What I do and who I know
Make it part of you to be a part of me
Follow me up and down
All the way and all around
Take my hand and say youll follow me
You see, Id like to share my life with you
And show you things Ive seen
Places that Im going to
And places where Ive been
To have you there beside me, well never be alone
And all the time that youre with me
Then we will be at home
Follow me where I go
What I do and who I know
Make it part of you to be a part of me
Follow me up and down
All the way and all around
Take my hand and say youll follow me
song performed by by Olivia Newton-John
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I let go, let God.
Life is for me calmness & peace, good living and true happiness,
Which includes perfect health, mind and body in completeness.
I do not wish to attract poverty, sickness or any trouble,
Just enjoy life, have purpose, never need to fight any battle.
Certainly I choose to do kindness the way others understand it,
That is the only thing should return to me many fold & I can only profit.
However, I let go, let God direct my way,
Always following his guidance, which is my own feelings
In peace & true contentment I face my day.
Every step in my life shows progress,
Never need to be impatient or rush in distress,
I do not need to be sick anymore,
Or attract problems to learn the lessons as before.
I learn my lessons swiftly without trouble or pain,
God knows when I'll be ready for a higher purpose to gain.
Even if I know or not, I always do His will,
When I understand this truth, I never feel guilty, my fate I'll fulfill.
poem by LaSoaphia QuXazs
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Pain Pain by cedrick dennis
Pain Pain over here pain over there Pain in my heart pain in my soul Pain in my mind Pain in my skin pain in my bones Pain being caused left and right Pain being caused till the heart bleeds red Pain being caused till the skin and bone rip Pain being caused till you break into tears Pain at school Pain at home Pain in my head, pain in my heart Pain in my mind, pain in my soul Pain happening in my sleep Pain happening in my thoughts Pain happening when I’m alone Pain happening in the shower, in my room, in my bed, in my house where I’m all alone Pain happening every hour, every minute, every second of my life Pain caused by anger and hate Pain caused by hurt Pain caused by greed Pain caused by sorrow and depression Pain caused by grief and confusion Pain caused by your family and friends Pain caused by the world Pain caused by people you love Pain driving me crazy Causing me to take pills till it fills up my veins I go to sleep never to wake up and see that light The light that will end my pain for good
poem by Cedrick Dennis
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Life is for the Living.
Life is a two way street, you can go up or you can go down,
You can be ungrateful, want what you want with your limited knowledge,
And for everything just frown.
Your life can become a never ending misery, old age, sickness and you die,
Or you can listen to the wise man before your time
And learn to question everything, asking why?
Life is for the living, let go, let come what has to teach you,
Face everything with enthusiasm, gratefulness
And look always for something interesting to do.
Never stop learning how to take care of your soul, so is your body,
Be brave, face what comes, solve problems, listen
And know that life can be a beautiful melody.
You heard the wise saying that you can choose between life or malediction,
You have a free will and a self judgement built into you for protection.
What you give out or even think will return to you,
Kindness, but the truth will build you up,
Hostility and fraud hit back with sickness, problems and you'll always be blue.
poem by LaSoaphia QuXazs
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Guidance
When I walk.
Which path do I follow?
Who will tell me?
The high road or low.
Who do I ask?
What is right
or will be wrong?
Who will be my sight?
When times grow hard
and temptations abound.
Who will show me
safe detour around?
Guidance I seek.
To whom can I turn?
From what wise sage
wisdom can I learn?
That truth I chase
so often elusive.
Frustration abounds
to the point of abusive.
So many times
my efforts are checked
by demons of doubt and fear.
Still I shall not be deterred.
The path of truth
the only way I seek.
With guidance it I shall find.
No longer must I be weak.
poem by Kurt Hearth
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