We are the candles of the universe.
We are the candles of the universe.
The storm around us
envelopes, swallows us whole:
wind, lightning, thunder.
The wind-driven rain
levels our house; we wander
through the Raven’s Eye.
There, in the storm’s eye,
clear skies surround us, as we
follow God’s Third Eye.
Overall, there are good white people and bad white people.
Overall, there are good black people and bad black people.
Overall, there are good Hispanic people and bad Hispanic people.
Overall, there are good Asian people and bad Asian people.
Overall, there are good people of other/mixed races and bad people of other/mixed races.
Overall, there are good men and bad men.
Overall, there are good women and bad women.
Overall, there are good people of other genders and bad people of other genders.
No matter where you are in the world, the above is true.
I have been saved by white, black, Hispanic, Asian, and other people. I have been screwed over by white, black, Hispanic, Asian, and other people.
How one person treats others reflects not just on that one person. Sadly, people tend to generalize and remember the bad. Receiving bad treatment impacts the victim. It also reflects forward on everyone of the perpetrator’s race or demographic in the eyes of the victim.
It is everyone’s responsibility to treat others with love in its flavor that is appropriate: tough love, romantic love, sibling love, enemy love, friendship love, parental love, unconditional love, or a called-for combination of these.
The race one is born into should not inspire prejudice. It is not our place to judge human beings, period. However, there is no avoiding the race factor as it has been happening beyond the scope of our lives in all the history of mankind.
Black people were dealt a particularly bad hand, especially amongst white people. As easily shown above, we are all the same: good, bad, and everything in between. We are all people. In reality, race is not a factor for the morality of any individual. However, every person can choose to make race a factor.
Treat black lives the same as any other in love as all human beings deserve. We cannot control the actions of others, but we can all take personal responsibility in this matter.
Be the change you want to see in the world. Spread the love.
After time lapses,
The unobserved Observer
destines us as One
I proposed to her under the stars in a special place six months ago. She said yes!
I became married to my beautiful wife a few months ago. The all-encompassing, loving force she has on my naked self is stronger than gravity. I mean my dreams, my mind-heart, my spirit, my soul, my strength.
There have been many shifts in me since I met her. She helps me see the path to my dreams more clearly, we quench our thirsty mind-hearts together, she provides joy to my spirit, invites God into our lives and relationship, and takes care of me to keep my strength up.
Bipolar I is now a small burden to deal with. Instead, life is sprouting from those decomposed wounds of the past, and bipolar now acts as an inspiration of many great potentials. Inspirations in my daily life, my worldview, and my outlook for the rest of my life.
My wife and I have committed to write the books of our lives together till death do us part. If there is a way to follow her into the dark, I will without a doubt.
With each other, we can proceed to the next contexts of life and enjoy each moment. Together.
High, wide, deep faulter.
For love is within, from One.
Agape, forged strong.
No sun. No moon. Pain –
fans the flames of your heart’s forge.
Dark flames fueled by dust.
The dust turns mad; A
surge of madness fuels dark flames,
rotting my heart’s flesh
Ignorance was light;
But the Anesthesia of
Denial – is gone.
Numbs our hearts no more.
Our minds race, hearts infected,
roasting on dark flames.
We get up, move on.
Unrequited love shadows
the aligning stars.
As a thief love came,
requited mind-hearts ablaze;
White flames lick ours both.
Not even death can take you…
A lot has shifted in me since I met her seven to eight months ago.
Instead of the ever painful “where is she?” I constantly asked myself in the past, it turned into “This person is right in front of me… I more than love her to death, and her me.” That, right there, changes a man. I am loved completely like that and know I love her just as much.
I can tell you there are ways that are very basic that it changes me, as well as ways I do not yet understand.
This is the happiest I’ve ever been in my life.
Deep in the darkness,
Demons rode our shoulders; Now
possessing God’s Light
God’s Light is frying our demons of the past. All of what we went through was worth it for a future with each other. God has turned a lot of darkness into light in our lives through each other. We found each other in the dark. Thank you, God.