Why is Sickness?
Some wise people say sickness born in the mind,
Not purposely, but from ignorance, which is not kind.
When the race-mind have power over some people,
They loose sight of the gracious living, fell off the steeple.
The mind creates the negativity, the eating habit follows,
So, the sickness develops. How? Nobody knows.
Then after thinking, having anger and hostility,
High blood pressure, then the heart troubles come into the vicinity.
When someone entertains thoughts of envy and jealousy,
Will loose his breath, life will and his lungs capacity.
The liver is the center of judgements & if it is negative, then with heavy drinking, fatty foods the liver will be offensive.
So many are fearful, cold, & do not wish to face anything,
The kidneys will brake down, specially from lots of animal food consuming.
When the person is materialistic the intestines will brake down,
Diarrhea comes when do not care, constipation when don't let go, hold on
Cancer is eating you up if you have a great regret
Added to it a high protein diet can cause the onset.
Diabetes is not a sickness, only wrong eating habits with greed,
Arthritis a wrong sugar love, kindness to others but fake, not a true deed.
Certainly there are others, eyes, ears and depression,
Skin troubles and the rest of the corruption.
What we think or do comes back to us many fold,
So, be careful what you are thinking, because it'll unfold.
And we can go on with each sickness this world entertain
All come out of negative thinking and will retain.
Only change in thinking, then the diet, move enough,
Have purpose, truth, peace & kindness and not being rough.
Trying to heal any sickness with some medicine,
It will just create another problem, but never health & discipline.
Stop, listen to your heart where God's energy should be,
Learn that you would find the way to self healing & be free.
poem by LaSoaphia QuXazs
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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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Emotions and Your Healh.
When your mind is at peace,
You have a calm, interesting life in this race.
Doing things, enjoy all, learn from all,
So, your body is healthy, well and happy and you don't fall.
However, if your thinking is about arguments, anger or fight,
You'll pick up the worst food combination, which is not right.
So, your whole body follows & you loose your balance,
Mind will show the way to the body with the wrong guidance.
If you crave strongly about happiness from the past,
Or you are greedy, you attract diabetes fast.
If you are angry for every dropp of a hat,
Your heart will suffer from that.
If you want to win anything real bad,
Your lungs will suffer and get sad.
If you hate others, thinking, they are all wrong,
Your liver will not sing a happy song.
Even, if you regret strongly something from your past,
That is the reason to attract cancer in your forecast.
The past is gone, the future is not here yet,
How you think today, surely tomorrow you will get.
However, if you make peace with your world,
What you created anyway, knowing or not,
Your life on this Earth will be a happy plot.
You will go from one adventure to the other,
On the ship of life you will be a healthy, happy passenger.
Just go on, believe that everything is necessary for your evolving.
poem by LaSoaphia QuXazs
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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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How to Self Heal.
If you get sick look into your mind,
Let go anger, sorrow, greed, worry, anxiety, frustration, hate,
Even too much joy or loud happiness and unwind.
Since all these destroys some of between
The heart, lungs, liver, kidneys or your spleen.
Negative thoughts bring up negative life experiences,
Positive thoughts with faith in goodness, as small steps.
First love & respect yourself as you are, then know the truth,
Happenings will follow, because we are like an ignorant youth.
Loose the ego, be humble, kind and helpful,
With small changes progress forward and be careful.
Your body is a Universe in small size,
What you think comes to you some way, so improvise.
Better yourself in mind, spirit & physical body,
And your life will be a calm, peaceful rhapsody.
Then your life turns like being in heaven,
If you are kind, helpful, forgiving & grateful, will be no more burden.
When you keep mind, body & spirit in peace and well,
You get your reward from life, that I can tell.
poem by LaSoaphia QuXazs
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Medicate
I've been lying awake at night
I've been hoping that I'm alright
I've been winding myself too tight
Wondering if I will sleep tonight
Never thought things would get like this
Always hoping that they'd work out
Now I seem to be filled with doubt
I cannot stop this ride
I'm growing cold inside
I shouldn't let it slide
Will sickness be mind
This should not be my weight to bear
Go on acting like I don't care
Stop this high-I wouldn't dare
I have earned and deserve my share
Things like this happen every day
While I'm in there I feel okay
But you say I should get away
Let me got for just one more day
[Chorus x2]
I've got to medicate myself,
I'm not concerned about my health
It covers up what I've been dealt, it seems the only way
I've got to medicate myself, its been the only thing that helped
Must cover up what I have felt, it seems the only way
[Chorus x2]
Sickness is mine, sickness is mine, sickness is mine
song performed by by Flaw
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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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The Pessimist In A Poem...
the sickness of humanity
is looking for a cure
and trusting about the herbs of
words
humanity keeps on writing
until it finds the
cure,
there seems to be
nothing,
there is no remedy
on the sickness of our humanity
it begs
nothing is given
it is thirsty and remains
to be one
it is hungry (for love, for compassion
for warmth, and understanding
for food
and shelter and embrace)
and it so remains to
be one
hungry world
there is no cure, its sickness
remains forever
until you come in
to tell the world that it is wrong
you are the savior
of this sickness of humanity
when you cease to be
one of them.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Strange Sickness.
You are the reason for my illness,
You are the remedy for my sickness,
The strange sickness attacks me,
By increasing my heart's rhythm,
Giddiness in the head,
Palpitation at the chest,
Loss of appetite and
Scores of other symptoms,
Feeling quite hot when you are far,
Feeling strange when you are near,
All people seem to be happy and smile,
When you hold my hands,
Everyone seem to be sad and cry,
When you go away from me,
What sickness is this so strange,
That is induced by you?
What sickness is this so unique,
That is cleared by you?
You are the reason for me to be awkward,
Giggle at my mother when she scolds,
You are the reason for me to be childish,
When my father checks my progress,
You are the reason for me to flunk,
Two three subjects all of a sudden,
I am not ashamed of that failure, my love,
As long as you are the cause,
And the remedy for my sickness..
Something in you causes this!
Something in you clears this!
poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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I Must Rid Myself Of Clutter
I feel cluttered by the junk accumulated in my brain
And I feel this great desire to recover my creativity again
And to rid myself of the shackles of my negativity
Change your thinking and change your World and change my thinking and change me.
Years of worrying about little worrying is a waste of time
And feeling envious of my betters and condemning them in rhyme
I am well beyond the fifty and still close to poverty
Negative thoughts only cause clutter and in a rose a weed you see.
If you gobble with the turkeys with the birds you cannot fly
And to tell yourself you are perfect is to tell yourself a lie
And to rid yourself of clutter is to set your thinking free
You will see a different World and look at others differently.
Negativity, greed and envy I must cast all of these away
And be less critical of others and not hurt them in what I say
Change your thinking and change your World still so happens to be true
And never too late to make changes and to start once more anew.
When I look into the mirror I can see my hair is gray
And I keep on telling myself I looked younger yesterday
We can change our way of thinking we are what we want to see
If I see myself as younger I can see a younger me.
I must rid myself of clutter it is never too late to change
Though many of those who know me may see me as someone strange
Do my bit for self awareness and to my life bring harmony
I can only change the World if I start by changing me.
poem by Francis Duggan
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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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Sickness II
I am sick lying on your hospital bed,
So you can play with my nakedness if you want to;
Because this is the only time that you can see my nakedness!
For this sickness had made it possible.
Sickness, oh sickness! !
Sickness had made it possible for you to see my nakedness;
If not, you can't even smell my sight at anytime.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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(Hurt Poem) A Repetitive Break Down
I was breaking down when I got with you
I was breaking down when I left you
I am breaking down just thinking about you.
Curing the world one person at a time.
In the body souls and minds.
My first true love.
Absence from god above.
A sickness it has become.
Constantly being undone.
When push comes to shove.
I just couldn't hurt you enough.
The wounds left me even more numb.
I was breaking down when I got with you
I was breaking down when I left you
I am breaking down just thinking about you.
Every fight was our last.
Surrendering to my past.
In it lives a silent kingdom.
Of knights king and queens.
Romance with a wicked dance.
That still haunts me.
I'm not a blind man for I can see.
The fire still burns.
But the light is just never the same.
My heart has been forever stained.
My head urns to just be empty.
I was breaking down when I got with you
I was breaking down when I left you
I am breaking down just thinking about you.
You completed me as only the one could.
As only one should.
To stubborn to admit I was ever wrong.
I was never wrong.
Drowning under my own shallow ego
Suffocating, the plastic wraps right over my head.
Oh it's killing, its stealing, oh its taking the air away from me.
I just need to breath.
I'm so sorry that I have this disease.
Crucified with her eyes.
Somebody dig the hole and just bury me.
I was breaking down when I got with you
I was breaking down when I left you
I am breaking down just thinking about you.
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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Sickness
Hey little girl you re black and blue
Hey little girl you re six foot two
I know a man who loved too hard
He lost his mind it wasn t hard
Over this slckness
Over this slckness
Over this slckness
This slckness of love
Cute little knees that you got
Out in the dark parking lot
Cute little voice whispering
I know a man lost everything
Over this sickness
Over this sickness
Over this sickness
This sickness of love
Hey little girl i m almost through
Hey little girl i m almost you
Hey little girl the river runs
Hey little girl the rising sun
Over this sickness
This slckness of love
song performed by by Iggy Pop
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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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Cancer Rising
Mind called the meeting with just Heart and Lungs attending:
Mind said:
'What is the problem? '
Heart said:
'I had been pumping as usual last week bringing Blood
back and I noticed that I was a two pints short from the usual flow.'
Lungs said:
'I was pumping oxygen and I noticed it as well. There was a shortage, not enough blood was coming back.'
'So, ' Heart said 'I sent some white blood cells down to the liver to investigate.'
'And, ' Mind said.
'Well, Crystal came back, she is the While Blood cell leader and she said that 'we definitely have problem down there. We have two problems.' she said.
'And? ' Mind said.
'Well first Crystal reported she found a group of cells had all gotten together, just outside the liver and had started to grow out of control, so out of control that they blocked all of the blood flow to the liver such that less blood was getting to Liver and therefore, Liver couldn't do it's job.
'What happened then? ' Mind said.
'Crystal asked who was in charge and a man stepped up and said 'I am.
'His name was CC Crystal told me.'
'So what did this CC have to say for himself? ' Mind said
'He said that since he and his cell friends were pumping enzymes blood and other purfiers to Liver that they wanted to be paid.
Other cells joined in' CC said.
'And soon there were thousands and millions of them clamoring to be paid before they would spend time pumping blood.' Crystal said.
'Liver didn't know what to do.
But, Crystal said:
The more cells that joined CC's group the more of them that had to be paid such that the price kept going up and up and less and less blood was actually being pumped.
'Liver started to turn yellow, ' Crystal said.
'That won't do.' Mind said.
'Let's go down and have a talk with Mr. CC.' Mind said.
They all retired from the Brain and took the Blood stream down to the Liver which was looking pale and yellow indeed.
'Hi, ' Mind said, 'you don't look well.'
'Well, ' Liver said, 'I am not well. Look around me.
Mind looked around and saw cells dying in the area around the valves which fed blood to Liver.
'My God, 'Mind said, 'this is horrible.'
Suddenly off to the side he saw green blood cells, enormous in size coming toward the group.
'My God, ' mind repeated is that them.'
'Yes, ' Liver, said, 'they are enormous since they get most of the blood and then they want to sell it back to me at prices I cannot afford.
We have never charged for blood before Mind.'
'No, Liver, we have never charged for blood before.' Mind said.
Well, they are now, ' Liver said 'and here comes their leader CC.'
'What does CC stand for.' Mind inquired.
'Cancer Capitalist I think, ' Liver said.
'This won't do.' Mind said, 'at this rate and doing this doesn't he understand that the entire body will be dead in days? The germs and viruses will flood the entire system and Mr. CC will be dead along with the rest of us here in the body.'
'Obviously, 'Liver said 'he is not that smart.'
'We want our money, ' CC said approaching without greeting anyone 'and we want it now, ' ignoring MInd, Crystal, Heart and Lungs.
'Everyday, ' CC said we grow larger and have more and more need of more and more blood.'
Mind said 'CC, is that your name? '
'Yes, ' CC said, 'that is my name Mind.
And just before you start to lecture me, hear this. You mind need blood too and if never reaches Heart and Lungs you will suffer if you defy us.
We want our money. Pay up'.
'Well Mr. CC you seem like a smart fellow. Do you not realize that if we all die here, you will die as well.'
'Maybe, ' CC said 'but we have a plan to create a wall of cells around ourselves and survive and find another body to infect. We will live on, '
'I see, ' said Mind, 'you plan to take over the world one body at a time?
'One body at a time.' CC repeated.
Mind Heart, Lung and Crystal paused and then Mind said:
'Liver lets go over here and talk private.
Mr. CC we will get back to you in a second.'
To be continued
poem by Lonnie Hicks
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Cant Change The World
People say that its impossible to fly
But you dont know what Im thinking
Dont want to be just like the other hundred guys
Yeah you dont know what Im thinking
Cant change the world?
Cant change the whole world?
You say its crumbling all around you
And youre trying to get out
People say that out of sight is out of mind
But you dont know what Im thinking
Dont want to listen to the ignorance and lies
Yeah you dont know what Im thinking
And isnt it ironic sometimes?
The things we take for granted are what we wanted
Before we knew why
And isnt it the reason we try?
To make the excuse that it wont go the right way
Before its gone wrong
song performed by by Face To Face
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Sickness is but a word!
Sickness is spreading,
People need a cure!
Will people survive,
We are not so sure!
People crying,
People dying,
People trying,
To stay alive!
People saving,
people helping,
People praying,
No need to shimmer and shive!
Please pray for all the sick people out there,
they need every prayer!
Don't let let any sickness,
grow into a slayer!
In the end....
Sickness in but a word,
Fearing it is absurd! !
(Please tell everyone to read this poem, it is very important to pray for sick people, who knows maybe someone you love is one of them, Nomatter what your religion is, Just pray for God to help! !)
poem by Kuji soliman
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You Have No Control Of Others, Only Yourself
Life is strange to those who don't know
Many go thru life as it comes with bliss or woe.
Looking always for good luck and foolish pleasures,
Knowing not that the uncontrolled mind
Can bring up bad luck or secret treasures.
If one listens for just any teachings of mankind
Specially if ignores the law of the Spirit
One can go blind.
Will be hooked on every earthly traps:
Foods, drinks, drugs and all pleasures,
Only sickness & malediction comes to them
With uncontrolled measures.
Only hope in the best, with faith in goodness,
Believing that everything works for true success,
No matter what happens, don't get angry, just call it 'good'
If you can believe, sooner of later it turns into good,
So, the law you really understood.
As it was said long ago, you have no control of others,
You have only yourself to blame or praise for anything happens.
With everything you become stronger and wiser,
If you only keep peace, goodwill, patience
And wait for your redeemer.
When you understand the law of Life,
You'll have everlasting peace, health and no more strife.
Going through life flexible as a palm tree
Happily learning the lessons and forever be free.
The secret of life is true humbleness,
Instead of dictatorship, apply only kindness.
Then the light will shine on you, everything will be supplied,
Only you loose the ego and the will, & you'll be satisfied.
When you became aware of the truth a lovely day,
That life is a school where we are like cars on the highway.
We all have a different destination,
Nobody is first, nobody is last
The lesson is up to your perception.
After you work out anger, hatred, jealousy
Frustration and envy,
Not to mention gluttony is another unnecessary thing
In the potpourri.
Then understanding comes with true happiness,
The road of life become the rainbow,
Traveling will be like weightlessness.
poem by LaSoaphia QuXazs
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Health is.
When you are aware of the real need of your body
Will not try to destroy it with bad habits wrongly.
Should learn how the human body function,
What to eat and drink to have the best food conversion.
Definitely must move enough to stop deterioration,
Never to have joint and bone troubles, need prevention.
Must rest enough and good night sleep,
To avoid stress, anger and your health to upkeep.
Our body has the built in healing,
Only we have to stop which is destroying,
Then you do not need doctor or medicine,
Perfect health is yours, your body'll be a well oiled machine.
The human body is the greatest wonder of this time,
We must take the best care and stop the crime.
Anyway, if we keep peace, harmony and kindness,
Our body will reflect that back timeless.
poem by LaSoaphia QuXazs
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Which Sickness Is Preferred
If it helps to heal,
Why would sugar be added...
To the naturalness of anything tasted,
Concealing its true identity?
When eventually a curiosity will seek truth.
With a creating of havoc,
That could have been avoided.
Are factors attached to control issues,
THAT addicting...
To keep a people seeking chaos,
As a means that keeps them with beliefs...
A power over others is theirs to have eternally?
Is a sickness more dangerous than any weapon used.
How thick are the heads of those mindless?
And to what degree are their beliefs twisted?
And...
What is it on 'this' Earth,
Is perceived by anyone is theirs forever to keep?
Devastation, annihilation, with nonexistence?
To leave behind no human evidence?
Which sickness is preferred,
To implement by these mentally diseased creatures?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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