Ultimately Believed
Portraying to be a fool,
Has its benefits...
Eventually to be received.
To accept being one,
Has no advantages.
And ultimately believed.
When one lives to learn to grow,
There is much to comprehend.
Those living not wishing to comprehend,
Have shown what they've learned.
And this reflects.
'Where has all this wisdom you have come from? '
Wisdom?
Is that what it's called?
Well,
It wasn't from a book.
My best teacher has been observation.
And experiencing pain,
Trying to box with concrete walls.
Hearing laughter when I've fallen.
And being perceived for that which I'm not.
Spending a few weeks in complete isolation,
Has helped me to center and focus...
An emotional and crushed mind.
With a getting up off my behind with faith.
And being able to take all kinds of criticisms.
Now...
If that is wisdom,
As you interpret it as something I have...
Then I have a tremendous amount of it.
And I don't know WHY I was picked to have it.
But I'll tell you this...
I awaken each day expressing my gratefulness,
For being blessed to have tolerated much BS!
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Wisdom
I've been accused of having wisdom.
And I smile and ask...
'When did that happen?
I felt like such a jerk in my past.'
I stumbled and fell,
Got up to fall again.
I wasn't afraid to make mistakes.
Nor did I have thoughts on my mind to win!
I wanted to do those things I was born to do.
I didn't listen much to anyone...
Who believed I was confused.
Since they had no clue of my desires...
I didn't feel there was anything I had to prove.
I've been 'me' all my life.
Who else could I be?
I've had some heartaches,
And suffered tremendously!
I've learned to forgive and let live.
A lesson I'm happy I have finally conceived.
I guess what others 'see' is a tolerance...
That came with a maturity.
I have had long bouts with immaturity no doubt.
And I've been wise enough not to let my flaws upset.
I've accepted who I am...
And eliminated regret.
I am not yet perfect.
Whatever that means.
However...
I am blessed that I am aging.
And still wishing to do my best.
If there is any wisdom attached to that...
Anyone is welcome to share it.
And we will both be amazed...
How a wisdom described as it is today,
Developed from events I thought were awful...
Mind altering and crazy days!
But...
I will accept your assessment.
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Ubiquitous
Being one who observes is a benefit.
Life is to be experienced and adventured,
To gain insight.
Many express no wish to stretch.
Finding a comfort in a daily sameness.
A routine that flows in a rotation.
And this for them is the best.
Being everywhere is also ridiculous.
Is it?
Is the mind 'that' tremendous?
Is it possible to comprehend,
From ubiquitous activities that see no end?
Those who achieve knowledge and wisdom,
From travels they mention...
Seem to be aware of everything.
And this is what experiencing means and brings.
At least lives and possibilities are being explored.
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Some Impatiently Must Review Lessons
We are human.
And everyone with a taste of experience,
Wishes to have the last word.
And those who seek it,
Get it.
With a lesson for them...
Questioned whether or not,
One has been learned.
Those wanting to comprehend,
Choose to listen.
With understanding as the condition.
Acknowledging a wisdom has been achieved.
Leaving those who get their last word,
Hearing what 'they' say...
And nothing else is perceived.
Some impatiently must review lessons...
Mistakenly thought taught.
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Wisdom's Way
Wisdom is calling souls today, to come to God in Wisdom's way,
While Wisdom sends forth her call, upon this world, to every soul,
For Wisdom has prepared for us, a house built on Righteousness,
Built up with seven pillars strong; being complete for every throng.
Wisdom has prepared her feast, for those with plenty, to the least,
While she has set her table for all, for both the great and the small,
Wisdom has sent out her invitation, to all souls without reservation,
Her invitation for all to come, regardless of where are you are from.
She calls the simple to partake, but foolishness they must forsake,
As wicked ways all must spurn, to come to Wisdom and truly learn,
With wisdom being their selection, they must be open to correction,
Learning from every past mistake, as Wisdom's feast, they partake.
As scoffers come along our way, rejecting what Wisdom has to say.
All filled with arrogance and pride, by them, wisdom shall be denied,
Correcting then in Wisdom's name, brings upon one hurt and shame,
For hate the scoffer will project, toward one who chooses to correct.
Will you today heed Wisdom's call, to seek The Lord Who's over all?
Leaving old ways, that you know, so through Wisdom you can grow,
Changing to a life of Righteousness, this as you follow Christ Jesus,
As Wisdom shall multiply your days; with a long life, to God's praise.
(Copyright ©07/2012)
Chinese Wisdom
In crisis, wisdom growth,
And gained.
Intelligence endowed,
But wisdom is learned.
Wise men listen more,
Talk no nonsense.
Wise men may be learned
But learned men may not be wise.
A silent fool can pass for a wise man.
Silence is golden & wise,
Silence is the trusted friend of wisdom.
It is easy to blame our memory
when our judgment is at fault.
It takes a tree ten years to mature;
It takes a man one hundred years to form.
We grow old fast,
We grow wise slowly.
Youth can look only forward,
but age can also look backward.
Maturity and wisdom
take a lifetime to achieve.
Achieving maturity does not
Grow with age.
Wisdom grows when
Ones learned to avoid the wrongs.
Stand for the rights.
Biggest flaw of ones
Has a lot of flaws and
Not correcting them,
Not avoiding them.
Life is a learning journey
To discover who we are,
Learning as if life is
one continuous lesson.
Wisdom is attained by learning
when to hold one’s tongue.
Discretion is the trusted friend of wisdom.
A wise head must possess a closed mouth.
Compiled & adapted by Lawrence Hiung
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A Mole Hill of Ignorance and a History of Disaster.
We've Found the Scrooge of Mankind; It is the Emotional Baggage
in our Brains that Causes our Selfishness/Ego/Sins/Failures/Sickness -
Our Self Image! Let's Wake Up to this Mess
Wisdom education boils down to emotional baggage removal education.
Thus wisdom education is the usual bringing into consciousness the
unconscious/subconscious buried memories of emotional slaps to the
self image. By re-experiencing old hurts in the full glare of the awareness
of the current mindful self; where the old incidents have to be relived under
the watchfulness of the current situationally aware self again and again,
by re-experiencing one unburied memorized incident at a time. Each
incident is put under the microscope of mindfulness in the context of the
situational reality when the indecent happened and is cross referenced with
the current self's situational reality.
Again we have many traditional routes to creating a baggage free brain
from yoga to psychotherapy. All these routes involve taking the subnormal
brain and reeducating/retooling it into becoming a normal brain. Wisdom
education involves taking the sub normal as well as the normal brain and
making it super normal. Wisdom education is applying emotional healing
through emotional therapies to make the brain super normal.
Just by cleaning up the brain of all emotional baggage makes the self pure
which is effortlessly wise. Thus cleaning the brain of emotional baggage is
wisdom education.
Living an even better life than an innately pure self requires a life of
self-awareness. This requires a deep understanding of all the applications
and implications of each one of the attributes of wisdom. We have
developed our very own original understanding of some of the attributes of
wisdom. We teach an understanding and cultivation of some of the attributes
of wisdom.
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Ultimately To Digest
Look not do I,
To you to give me 'props'.
Or acceptance of status...
To swell an ego,
You believe I've got!
Whatever it is I have achieved,
It is a love for what I do...
And so far that has not stopped.
With a thankful gratefulness for my blessings...
I have already screamed from rooftops.
And believe this or not...
Impressing anyone,
Was the furthest thing from my head.
Since those obstacles I've had to confront...
I alone had to conquer first instead.
So,
Look not to you I do...
To stop to bestow upon me 'props'.
I am motivated by my own intiative.
And to continue to do that...
Leaves me the first to say I am shocked!
I have been no stranger,
To what I have lived to see.
With a craving tasted daily to eat!
Ultimately to digest with nonstop observation.
And to do this with doubt sometimes hanging about...
Has helped me to comprehend,
The definition of amazement.
Since I do remember the attachment of its beginning.
'What are you doing in there, boy?
You better not be writing on those walls.'
Well,
Uh...
Okay!
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Pearls of Wisdom
Pearls of wisdom as never before, from the mouth of Christ our Lord,
Speaking words with authority, that come from the Throne of Eternity.
A wisdom which exceeded Solomon, whose heart was divided by sin,
Christ, with a heart perfectly pure, spoke words that will surely endure.
Pearls of wisdom, pure and divine, words spoken, for men of all time,
Directed to every tribe and nation; words of our Lord God’s Salvation.
Salvation sent from God above, through His Son, to show us His love,
Love that exceeded wisdom of earth, and received through a new birth.
Pearls of wisdom not well embraced, by many whom Christ had faced,
Although in God these men believed, Christ by them was not received.
Much of His wisdom is contrary to, that human reason of me and you,
But Christ’s Wisdom is greater than, all of that wisdom of worldly men.
Pearls of wisdom to all will come, to those who truly know God’s Son,
And dare to give their life to Him, Christ, who saves men from their sin.
Sin which blinds the minds and ways, of the many world leaders today,
And in their wisdom they cannot see, God’s timeless Truths of Eternity.
Pearls of wisdom God offers to men, when in Christ we’re Born Again,
And the pearls, spoken by Christ, become to us, the foundation of life.
As believers live to honor The Son, bringing Light of Truth to everyone,
Leading men to an Eternal Kingdom, using Truth and pearls of wisdom.
(Copyright ©06/2007)
In The Spending Of Their Time
People who do not appreciate,
Their blessed lives.
Or those equally blessed,
God places into their lives.
Hopefully,
They will come to eventually realize...
There is an ungrateful self-centeredness,
In the spending of their time.
Hopefully,
They will come to realize...
There is an ungrateful self-centeredness,
In their blinded minds.
No one can be all-knowing,
If one has never been alone.
Or have been on their own...
To know the true meaning of self-evaluation.
Or value emotional devastation.
If one has not,
Opened up that lock.
If no one takes the time to stop,
To take 'inventory' of their stock...
That seems for them to never come,
With a dropping of a blocking...
That stuns and shocks.
They will never know,
How this affects and hurts one so!
Those me-me, I-I activities...
Isolates the mind.
Sickens the body.
And darkens a lost soul.
People who do not appreciate,
Their blessed lives.
Or those equally blessed,
God places into their lives...
Hopefully,
They will come to eventually realize...
There is an ungrateful self-centeredness,
In the spending of their time.
There is an ungrateful self-centeredness,
In their blinded minds.
And...
In time,
When they are left confined...
Behind.
With no one concerned...
What it is in their lives,
Or on their minds.
They will come to learn to yearn!
In the spending of,
Their time.
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What You Have Been Given Has Been Reflected
Your claims of getting older...
Does not validate itself,
By the display of childish games...
You play with such affect.
And yet you expect,
A hint of wisdom you believe exist...
Should gain more respect,
Because you demand it with persistence?
First of all...
You don't demand 'nothing' here.
Or anything else.
Just because you may have been blessed with longevity,
Does not mean...
An acknowledgement for it you should receive,
Instead of the ignorance you get!
This may not have occured to you.
Like the many moons that have passed,
With their sunsets!
When you are ready to self examine the way you are...
Complete with self assessment?
You will then comprehend,
What you have been given...
Has been reflected by the image shown.
The one you spent your childishness to perfect.
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Intrigued
Since I have gotten older,
And wiser with a wisdom...
That had begun to marinate in patience.
I hear and understand you,
And others quite clearly.
With a growing desire to comprehend.
Sometimes.
When the mood for it is ushered in.
Listening to others as I have done of late,
Gives me more of an appreciation...
As I welcome the aging process,
With acceptance.
Without feeling the doing of this,
Is something I must tolerate.
I love the fact I need not impress.
Or dress to meet someone's expectations.
Although...
Speaking my mind I find can offend.
Especially those still hiding,
Behind their pretensions.
Since I have gotten older,
And wiser with a wisdom...
That had begun to marinate in patience.
I hear and understand you,
And others quite clearly.
With a growing desire to comprehend.
And,
If I so choose...
I now allow my mind to drift with the wind.
To sit and stare without argument...
As if to give my full attention.
I've learned giving a nod or two in agreement does wonders.
I wish I had known this earlier in my life!
'Are you paying any attention to me? '
Of course.
Didn't you just see me nod my approval?
In fact...
I am so interested,
I was about to ask you to repeat what you just said.
I am intrigued and fascinated by the topic.
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While Making A Living, Also Know How To Live
We were schooled
We were disciplined
We were taught
We were examined
We were trained
We were graduated
All these aim at and help us
Making a living
Once we started enjoying
The benefits of our efforts and skills
And the price of the products
Carved off by our labour
The desire for getting more
Grows strong and stronger each day
As we feel having more
Will help us make a better living
We continue to be path of
Making our lives better
Spending most of our times
In bettering the ways of our living
Most of us have gone that far
That we spend more time in
Making a living
With no time at all to really living
This is like
Spending time in adding facilities
To your bed room
Like air conditioning it,
Changing the matresses
Adding cushion
Colouring the walls
Facelifting the room with a range of others
But having no time to sleep
It is quite similar to cooking such items
Which we cannot eat ourselves
We should have a wisdom
Where we should stop making a living further
But start really living it
While making a living,
Also know how to live it
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Fear and Pleasure
pain is the residuals of fear, there is no fear in
the absent of acceptance, for only the mind
can rebuke the suffering of the heart
as the truth comes in a most awaited moment of
your life, the wisdom identify the soul of where
the conscience lives, it is the fear of the Lord where
the wisdom begins; a complete vow and obedient
to the giver of knowledge would guide every pleasure
to overcome fear
entangled between fear and pleasure destroyed the
unifying force that strengthen each aura to a seeking
soul to feel and accept pleasure without fear
make this fear a pleasure of strength, for what
ever encountered pleasure the one who give this
fear, be pleasured in His creation
be the pleasure be assured that what make best
for everybody may leads us to the unity of the soul
that lives in each conscience we possess
the fearless warriors has awaken the pleasure that
the Lord God bestowed, never fear of what pleasure
comes in your life, harmonize the soul with in your
conscience and live the body with the heart that exist
a fear that brings pleasure is a human impulse of
what to become worthy to the kingdom of the God, for
what ever is given, is a gift received and be shared
to all mankind..... and the acceptance brings us to
the pleasure without fear
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The three bad fools
Every fortnight report shows
Wisdom is the last in the class.
One day the English Teacher asked pupils to write an Essay
using the word 'fool'.
Then after sometimes Teacher noticed that Wisdom has finished first.
'Wisdom read aloud your Essay to the class.'
He stretches his story; When my father was drunk
He shouts along the road and Mom drags him home.
He mutters like a sick man;
'There are three fools I dream always,
A Prime Minister of a remote country, Landlord and our Son.'
Then Mom argues; 'Not three dear and what about you? '
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A Radiance
[I always idolise my favourite teachers and
adore spiritual masters, look with wonder-
ment on those willing to take time to guide
students to wisdom, those who teach me
Become godly in my eyes if they are masters
of their subject and their shining devotion
keeps my mind from being crushed in the
emotional pitfall of boredom, thank you
To everyone who has taught me through my
life, you lighted a fire in my mind that shall
never die, cannot be quenched by lack of
success or destroyed by failures galore]
I see radiance in your poetic gift which you
received through genetic disposition, you
chose to develop this gift which shows
your excellent taste and orientation
These confer a radiance on you which has
nothing to do with any deserving deed or
future expectation of such, making you a
candidate for unbounded admiration
You saw my potential, helped me redesign a
life lacking in expression of imagination and
creativity, through integrity in this guidance
you won a student's trust and friendship
This creates space for infinite learning; as a
teacher you need not do anything beyond
sharing you time and wisdom - you need
not create and live up to an image
Your mastery and desire to teach those who
love learning is more than enough, I wish to
live within a poetic perspective, be creative
without hurting others - and your training
Leads me towards successful communication
I shall follow my teacher's guidance and try
to realise what gift I might possibly have -
just be the beacon…
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Reluctant To Leave Those 'Yesterdays' Alone
If there is one thing learned,
That growing older teaches...
The expressing of wisdom,
Even done innocently...
In the exchanging of conversation,
Becomes regarded as suspicious.
Especially amongst those who wish,
Their aging appearances...
Still bestows upon them a youthful glow.
To enable them to dismiss,
Any experience that reveals they too...
Are growing old!
And the evidence of that,
Shows with the lack of wisdom shown...
To those who are actually much younger,
Who today compete with the elderly...
Who are reluctant to leave those 'yesterdays' alone.
With the showing today of any guidance.
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There Is No Magic Done
There is no magic done,
That comes to one...
Who begins to comprehend.
Maybe a stumbling to overcome,
To get up and start again.
Wisdom isn't a given...no!
Without experience involved.
And that one who seems 'intelligent',
Has probably fallen many times to crawl.
To get up with arrogance to walk again.
THERE IS NO MAGIC!
Or a waving of a wand done.
That is serviced upon anyone,
Who begins to comprehend.
Maybe a stumbling to overcome!
To get up and start again.
And this determination...
Is seldom seen or mentioned with patience.
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Strength, Courage, Wisdom
Inside my head there lives a dream that I want to see in the sun
Behind my eyes there lives a me that Ive been hiding for much too long
cause Ive been, too afraid to let it show
cause Im scared of the judgment that may follow
Always putting off my living for tomorrow
Its time to step out on faith, Ive gotta show my faith
Its been illusive for so long, but freedom is mine today
Ive gotta step out on faith, its time to show my faith
Procrastination had me down but look what I have found, I found
Chorus
Strength, courage, and wisdom
And its been inside of me all along,
Strength, courage, and wisdom
Inside of me
Behind my pride there lives a me, that knows humility
Inside my voice there is a soul, and in my soul there is a voice
But Ive been, too afraid to make a choice
cause Im scared of the things that I might be missing
Running too fast to stop and listen
Its time to step out on faith, Ive gotta show my faith
Its been illusive for so long but freedom is mine today
Ive gotta step out on faith its time to show my faith
Procrastination had me down but look what I have found, I found
Chorus
Strength, courage, and wisdom
And its been inside of me all along,
Strength, courage, and wisdom
Inside of me
Bridge
I close my eyes and I think of all the things that I want to see
cause I know, now that Ive opened up my heart I know that
Anything I want can be, so let it be, so let it be.
Chorus
Strength, courage, and wisdom
Its been inside of me all along,
Strength, courage, wisdom
Its been inside of me all along, everyday Im praying for
Chorus
Strength, courage, and wisdom
To find me, yeah,
Strength, courage, and wisdom
Inside of me
Vamp
I found it in me, I found it finally
Im sure to keep it cause I like it, I say thank you
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Strength, Courage, & Wisdom
Inside my head there lives a dream that i want to see in the sun
Behind my eyes there lives a me that i've been hiding for much too long
cause i've been, too afraid to let it show
cause i'm scared of the judgment that may follow
Always putting off my living for tomorrow
It's time to step out on faith, i've gotta show my faith
It's been illusive for so long, but freedom is mine today
I've gotta step out on faith, it's time to show my faith
Procrastination had me down but look what i have found, i found
Chorus
Strength, courage, and wisdom
And it's been inside of me all along,
Strength, courage, and wisdom
Inside of me
Behind my pride there lives a me, that knows humility
Inside my voice there is a soul, and in my soul there is a voice
But i've been, too afraid to make a choice
cause i'm scared of the things that i might be missing
Running too fast to stop and listen
It's time to step out on faith, i've gotta show my faith
It's been illusive for so long but freedom is mine today
I've gotta step out on faith it's time to show my faith
Procrastination had me down but look what i have found, i found
Chorus
Strength, courage, and wisdom
And it's been inside of me all along,
Strength, courage, and wisdom
Inside of me
Bridge
I close my eyes and i think of all the things that i want to see
cause i know, now that i've opened up my heart i know that
Anything i want can be, so let it be, so let it be.
Chorus
Strength, courage, and wisdom
It's been inside of me all along,
Strength, courage, wisdom
It's been inside of me all along, everyday i'm praying for
Chorus
Strength, courage, and wisdom
To find me, yeah,
Strength, courage, and wisdom
Inside of me
Vamp
I found it in me, i found it finally
I'm sure to keep it' cause i like it, i say thank you
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Like Wisdom
Wisdom is like a number too bright, too river and sea,
It reminds us of God, to be polite and good and merry.
This living of excesses results in pain, but what is the suffering?
Learn this way and that but there is no happiness without pleasure.
Little wise kings are not great and big, men are of wisdom,
And the books they bind and afterwards read are surely wise.
The non-fool hits the table on which rests his simple divine
Manuscript from God, the Bible of His, the Sacred Scripture.
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