A GEM OF CAMUS
Saturday, February 25, 2012
A gem from Camus
Saturday, February 11, 2012
A Tribute to Star Whitney
A shooting star came for a moment to this Earth plane.
The die was cast: 48 years she was destined to remain.
In all her ways and in her voyage here, she was no plain Jane
Parts of her compartmentalized life was not at all sane.
She was strong to come back to her right mind again,
From somewhere in the night when she got into a fight
with a strong enemy who slithered in to steal her light.
Darkness bound her deeper over time and overcame her might
The anchor asked her in a television interview one night,
What she wanted. Whitney Houston asked for prayer.
It sank deeply into my heart, with hers. I was right there.
From that night unto now I take Whitney everywhere.
That urge to prayer for her is deep-rooted, like my hair.
As was Samuel's request on his stone that the world
not judge harshly while assuming they knew not what, Whitney's
Angel would ask the same on her behalf. (http://bit.ly/IOMR7K).
No troubles befell either of them that is not common to humankind:
Touch the released Spirits with kindness that have bowed out
prior to us. They are the experienced cloud of witnesses that
have gone on to become our help in times of need.
Wednesday, February 8, 2012
Grace is so much more
God's Grace is so much higher and deeper, wider and longer, than anything we know. But we should strive for it, for it is oh so strait a Gate. It is true that God giveth more grace - he giveth it to those who WILL, that is, those who do the work of Grace. Those are the ones God gives more grace to. Thus Grace truly is a course worth learning by doing it if we know what it is, and seeking it out if we don't really know what Grace is. Yes, God is so much more.
Monday, January 2, 2012
No, We Are Not in Eden Anymore
No, we are not in Eden anymore.
We left Eden sometime after childhood.
We inhabit our home-made little universes
That time and circumstances closed to some.
Even though we may become nostalgic for the old,
The present is far too entrenched. The dual serpent of the
past ever works, coiled in the dungeon. It binds in the deep
Like a vice-grip for those who would escape but cannot.
We are not in Eden anymore, maybe nevermore in the earth plane.
Yet Wisdom the Diligent ever seeks to “pick up the fragments that
Remain, that nothing be lost.” Not all mutual existences want to
Be counted as a vicious, vain, vein of vanity. The Salvager
Seeks to sew pieces that will, back together again, in that place
Where the dual mocker and instigator lurks not in wait to agitate.
No, we are not in Eden anymore; yet it still exists
In the mind - intact and beautiful, with the missing one.
No, we are not in Eden anymore.
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)