Ghosts Of My Mind
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ShuutokuTentei
May 1, 2011, 12:41:33 PM5/1/11
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Ghosts Of My Mind
In a time when the specter of ghosts and goblins enter our homes
on a daily basis, leaching their way through our electronic screens of
deniable descriptions, we allow them to take root in our very hearts
and very souls. The presence of evil, mayhem, conflict, calamity, and
confusion, leads us primrose into a realm of complacency, where the
possibility of escape is simply an illusion within an illusion. We
believe we have the strength to overcome the invisible tentacles that
entangle us, yet as we struggle the tentacles grow tighter and tighter
until we simply comply to the will of the beast that holds us
captive. The beast I speak of is no metaphor, no sly hyperbole, no
alliteration of words having cause to distract. The manifestations of
the beast are the imperfections of you and I. As …
I sit, I watch, and I listen to the incivility of the world. I
cringe when the innocent succumb to the acts of violence perpetrated
by those who scream their allegiance to God. I cry when the need to
kill overshadows the need for life. I fear for every hurricane,
tornado, tsunami, flood, and fire, praying they pass me by. I am
reverent to feed my children. I am repentant before I sin, that I may
seek a blessing for my family. I am thankful for work, however great
or menial. I am in awe how God holds together that which man seeks to
render useless. I am speechless as to why God loves me when I am not
worthy. Yet …
Selfishness abounds like the dust in the wind. How sad it is for
those less fortunate, let me quote them a few scriptures. Death does
not knock upon my door, so let me not revel in what befalls others,
let me donate that which is green to cover over the red. Time is of
the essence, so let me offer a quick prayer or two. It is they, not
I, who deal with the pain of loss, fear of tomorrow, hatred of
yesterday, so let me close the doors of my mind, waiting upon God to
solve their problems. I beg you not ask me to leave the sanctuary of
my own world, let me refer you to the Rabbi, Bishop, Imam, Priest, or
Pastor. I want to help but …
The Ghost and Goblins of my mind will most certainly drive me to
insanity, if I have to step out of my comfort zone. How can I, me,
one man, one person, make a difference? Is that not the task of the
fearless, the hero’s, the educated, the affluent, the movers and the
shakers? I have no money, means, contacts, committed communities, or
political contacts. I have no training, no college, no strategy, no
plan, no goals. How can I, me, one man, one person, make a
difference? God …
ShuutokuTentei 2011
http://www.arkofthecovenantyhvh.com/
In a time when the specter of ghosts and goblins enter our homes
on a daily basis, leaching their way through our electronic screens of
deniable descriptions, we allow them to take root in our very hearts
and very souls. The presence of evil, mayhem, conflict, calamity, and
confusion, leads us primrose into a realm of complacency, where the
possibility of escape is simply an illusion within an illusion. We
believe we have the strength to overcome the invisible tentacles that
entangle us, yet as we struggle the tentacles grow tighter and tighter
until we simply comply to the will of the beast that holds us
captive. The beast I speak of is no metaphor, no sly hyperbole, no
alliteration of words having cause to distract. The manifestations of
the beast are the imperfections of you and I. As …
I sit, I watch, and I listen to the incivility of the world. I
cringe when the innocent succumb to the acts of violence perpetrated
by those who scream their allegiance to God. I cry when the need to
kill overshadows the need for life. I fear for every hurricane,
tornado, tsunami, flood, and fire, praying they pass me by. I am
reverent to feed my children. I am repentant before I sin, that I may
seek a blessing for my family. I am thankful for work, however great
or menial. I am in awe how God holds together that which man seeks to
render useless. I am speechless as to why God loves me when I am not
worthy. Yet …
Selfishness abounds like the dust in the wind. How sad it is for
those less fortunate, let me quote them a few scriptures. Death does
not knock upon my door, so let me not revel in what befalls others,
let me donate that which is green to cover over the red. Time is of
the essence, so let me offer a quick prayer or two. It is they, not
I, who deal with the pain of loss, fear of tomorrow, hatred of
yesterday, so let me close the doors of my mind, waiting upon God to
solve their problems. I beg you not ask me to leave the sanctuary of
my own world, let me refer you to the Rabbi, Bishop, Imam, Priest, or
Pastor. I want to help but …
The Ghost and Goblins of my mind will most certainly drive me to
insanity, if I have to step out of my comfort zone. How can I, me,
one man, one person, make a difference? Is that not the task of the
fearless, the hero’s, the educated, the affluent, the movers and the
shakers? I have no money, means, contacts, committed communities, or
political contacts. I have no training, no college, no strategy, no
plan, no goals. How can I, me, one man, one person, make a
difference? God …
ShuutokuTentei 2011
http://www.arkofthecovenantyhvh.com/
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