The Fade of Society

Society’s future blurred on the edge of unknown

Twisting want’s and desires to strangle needs

Trapped amongst stagnation of greed

Falling fast as a final sun sets

Raging, fading below a lost horizon

Faithless and fouls as refuse amongst the gutter

Scorned by pain, coveted by heresy

The fall is coming

The good fights in a void

Not knowing the enemy

Where does peace and freedom find solace

Which direction does love turn hearts key

What is worth life lived

Peace hides amongst the salt flats

Wasting in agony and degrading amongst the parasites

Freedom finds solace amidst the fields of the dead

A war torn corpse piled amongst death and decay

Love held the wrong key

Jammed into a keyhole misshapen by misplaced effort

As the truth fails and the brave fade away

The time savagery and corruption arrives

What will be left when all is done

What will be rebuilt or forgotten

Only time will tell the full story

And that will a woeful eternity

            I don’t hate this country I am worried for it. I listen to those around me, and I look at what mass and social media are saying and I see a great many discussions, beliefs and decisions that are completely divergent or even contradictory from what this country was founded upon, and I am worried.

Right now one of the big faces everywhere I look is the Syrian refugees vs. our military veterans. One of the biggest mistakes that we could make right now is to turn away those innocent people that came to us for help. Civilian lives women children and elderly all caught in the crossfire of a war the even we ourselves are helping to supply. The United States needs to maintain a conscience for all of its actions not just the actions that are most suitable to our personal emotions.

We can still help our veterans. They deserve far more than anything we have offered them. A great majority of veterans really don’t know much more than how to fight, how to wage war. Not to mention the great number of veterans that do know more than how to fight but are now unable to because of injuries physical and mental that prevent them from maintaining a stable capacity to do the jobs that they were trained to do.

When it comes to the idea that U.S.A citizens are deluding themselves into the idea that we should choose one or the other; Syrian refugees, or military veterans. Such a thought stupid and wrong. I am tired of listening to everyone around me yelling for a split decision when doing both is the moral and the American thing to do. The U.S.A was founded as a country meant to do everything in its power to act upon the right decisions of equality and prosperity. THE RIGHT TO THE PURSUIT OF HAPPINESS. Part of this I believe is maintaining the responsibility to help those whom we have obstructed from their own opportunity to this right as well as those who are no longer capable of obtaining this right for themselves.

This is not a decision of one or the other, we can and we should do both. Not for religious or political reasons, rather because of the simple reason that we are all human. Going back to a church song that was popular when I was a child “red and yellow, black and white, all are loved in Jesus light”. It is time we started to love the world around us as we love ourselves and our families. 

All of the voices are raging in my head! One thousand different thoughts clamoring to be heard. As I struggle to clear the through the fog of my anger that seems to stem from nothing more than a black pit at the back of my mind. It is the thought of soaring dreams that permeates my very being.

Though the limit of mans ability's goes only so far as his knowledge, it is man's potential to drive beyond knowledge into the realm of sheer faith that proves the worth of dreams. All in thanks to a sinful lust bent towards greater intellect, and a condemning obsession to light a path through such unknown voids only blind passion could penetrate.

This being a lesson so many have learned before me, it becomes difficult to define the progression of mans questing. The answer itself could be considered at its core to be the very history on which mankind has built itself, though this results in the problem of history ultimately being biased towards the inclusive and exclusive judgment of those who wrote the history books we pride ourselves on.

As a result of this we continue to climb higher on a constantly less stable footing towards the very edge of a figurative cliff. Once here we must make a decision. Jump off of that cliff or simply halt altogether. Should we stop the result will be obvious and suicidal stagnation. Should we jump the option  then becomes fall to our demise, or learn to surpass whatever fate me have been in store.

Ultimately the final step will be determined by the tenacity of the human race. When our conviction stops pushing only then will we fall.

What do I know?

What do I understand?
What do I acknowledge?
 
I know that life is meant as opportunity
To grow myself and learn what I’m meant to become
Knowledge that I should make the most of who I am and who I will grow into
 
I understand that time moves faster that I want it too
That knowing myself is like wading up river rapids
I understand that self-guidance couldn’t exist since it is through the wisdom of others that foot holds in understanding are gained
 
I acknowledge that I will never be alone, as even now I lose faith in the world around me
God may exist but it is those few around me who I act upon as support.
 
Without the good will of friends and family we are without hope of understanding ourselves.
We must maintain the connections that we obtain for they are what build us.

A refresh on the holiday celebration.

It's been a while i must say. to long in fact, though not without reason. I have been focusing on my other hobby photography when I can as well as work. above is just one example of what i have been doing. 

As it's nearing Christmas many thoughts have been on my mind. one of which is just how materialistic and culturally meaningless the holiday's have become. It has actually gotten to the point where I am legitimately uncomfortable celebrating Christmas the way my family normally does because there is no spiritual mindset behind the celebration any more. Yeah we spend time together as a family and we have a wonderful time but that's the limit. It's disappointing to say the least. 

So this year for those people who are interested in considering an idea with me, Let me suggest that this year take a couple of hours out of your Christmas for yourself. keep nothing more than a bible and a prayer book by your side, just out of curiosity to see what God will bring to the surface in your heart. It's just an idea by no means does anyone have to listen should they read this and think it a strange or unnecessary opportunity. But I think it should be time we all got back to the basics of what Christmas and the holiday season were truly about. Not simply family or Friends or giving, rather the God or deity we all formed these holiday's to celebrate and honor.

Just the common gardner snake.

i can't think of what to say... I just don't know.

I See the Dark and Speak A Warning

The day shall come when Christ returns
the book says prepare now, earn your favor in Gods great sight
or fear the retribution which awaits unfaithful fools

To claim you have seen truth
spat from the lips of men unfaithful to Gods glory
gives you cause to fear the wrath from blind arrogance and sin
when in the end of day's all men, women, and children, in God's image are judged
the ones in holy sincerity shall join the Lord's table instantaneously
while the damned shall fall into chaos of their own making

No forgiveness is granted to those who claim belief with hearts lacking resolution to repent and save
damned are those who claim faith in the creator they would readily shun if not for petty selfishness

Until such a time when an individual can break down the walls of a human heart
when nothing is left but revelry and devotion to envelope the soul shall such a servant be born
their presence resounding and unquestionable
only then shall the doubtful rebuking mournful souls begin to see a shed of light
light that shall signify the conclusion to our scarred and flawed existence.