Depending on your age, social status, health and having or lack of kids Whether its "party over here", "pimpin out" dosing meds and illicit drugs or PJ's and the 10 O'clock news
What happens after midnight can be poppin, tippin shot glasses, eyeing trappin's for the after party, heavy head aches, drunkin stupors, slurred vocabulary wanting company or lies for your "Sexy Appeal".....its lip lickin time depending on what you intended for your meaning of party over here or there after midnight
OR
You could be cruising the channels for something appealing stopping here and there til infomercials distract you and forgetting what you were watching occupying dead space time cause the mind is busy with nothing to do, so we occupy the intellect receptors with noise and distractions dodging meaningful other tasks and responsibilities that should have been done before midnight that was important, but loss to procrastination and tripped up by laziness and complacency
OR
A late night snack with PJ's and socks, sometimes in scanty garments on walking the floors, candle light, back ground is smooth jazz, songs of romance... a glass of wine...... just the 2 of you learning of comforts, teasing and cuddling, seeing how the ripples of charm flow back, feeling out, asking innocently disguised but probing questions for finding common ground and interests, but sometimes there is only one common interest for one night, call ourselves friends and go our separate ways, til we bump into each other again and all alone in the party spot......after midnight
Or
Sit all alone in quiet, reading on the computer just doing searches of cyberspace, visiting friends on facebook, myspace, twittering or communicating with phone contacts
TD Jake's might fill a void in life, late night preachers may be the call of the night when there is pain, neglect and mental suffering and the need for the words of the Bible are comforting when it seems you are all alone even destitute, yet somehow a feeling of wholesome and healing transform negative thoughts of self harm, giving up, lost hope and reasons for living is rejuvenated with taking a moment to reconnect with the words and scriptures from God stabilizes our foundations for us to get back to the basics "If God brought you to it, he will see you through it" and if we can sing one line from the hymn song "Old Rugged Cross" and envision what Jesus suffered to save us form our sins, we would know that we have on our side through scripture that "No weapon formed against us, shall prosper" and cain't nobody do us like Jesus!
Or
The clock can tick one minute after twelve midnight and guess what? It will be one minute after twelve and a new day's beginning
Saturday, October 31, 2009
After Midnight
10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1, Happy New Year! Every New Year is brought in at Midnight the morning of January 1st. With every New Year, one hope and dreams of a new start, new resolutions, new diets, and new love interest, just something new. What is telling is that this is all done after midnight. I was always told that nothing good happens after midnight. A married person should not be out past midnight without their spouse. Do not be out past midnight. These are all sayings I have heard in my lifetime.
All too often, the worst things happen after midnight. What is it about our predatory nature that we do things the least desirable to society at night? Why do you think it is so easy for people to do the bad things they do in the wee ours of the night. I would say it is because darkness and light cannot coexist. Would you do some of the things you have done if it had been a little lighter outside? Can you tell me what the solution is to the woes we suffer in the late night? I believe the cure rest within the home. How many people do you know right now come from a fatherless home. Now let me say that not having a father around does not excuse the actions of those who wish to do harm, however I offer it as insight to what may be an underlying reason for the behavior of so many. Papa was a rolling stone, wherever he laid his hat was his home, but was he shy, because when papa started rolling I bet you it was after midnight. Some might say any man will do, just having one in the house makes a difference. What if that man is in the stairwell hitting the crack pipe, I would argue he took that first hit after midnight.
As the bell tolls, no one knows what draws out the worst in people. Perhaps if they would, or quite possibly could place their hands in a steeple. The world would, be as it should, where people could live their lives free. However, as it be, we cannot see a life after dark. However, in contrast however stark, the light must come from within. I am the way, the truth and the light, no man may cometh to the father but by me. (John 14, 6) Now do you see that it is he, who cures what ails all and makes it right? Perhaps with more faith, it would be safe to enjoy life after midnight.
All too often, the worst things happen after midnight. What is it about our predatory nature that we do things the least desirable to society at night? Why do you think it is so easy for people to do the bad things they do in the wee ours of the night. I would say it is because darkness and light cannot coexist. Would you do some of the things you have done if it had been a little lighter outside? Can you tell me what the solution is to the woes we suffer in the late night? I believe the cure rest within the home. How many people do you know right now come from a fatherless home. Now let me say that not having a father around does not excuse the actions of those who wish to do harm, however I offer it as insight to what may be an underlying reason for the behavior of so many. Papa was a rolling stone, wherever he laid his hat was his home, but was he shy, because when papa started rolling I bet you it was after midnight. Some might say any man will do, just having one in the house makes a difference. What if that man is in the stairwell hitting the crack pipe, I would argue he took that first hit after midnight.
As the bell tolls, no one knows what draws out the worst in people. Perhaps if they would, or quite possibly could place their hands in a steeple. The world would, be as it should, where people could live their lives free. However, as it be, we cannot see a life after dark. However, in contrast however stark, the light must come from within. I am the way, the truth and the light, no man may cometh to the father but by me. (John 14, 6) Now do you see that it is he, who cures what ails all and makes it right? Perhaps with more faith, it would be safe to enjoy life after midnight.
Friday, October 2, 2009
Eyes
I bear witness. I stimulate the mind. I am often used while shielded. My interpretation of events depend upon what state I am in. Whether I have the clarity of a perfect diamond, or the fog of inebriation my perception can vary. I am the beholder of beauty; my perception of you is all that matters. At times people line up in front of me and I select you based on my view. Sometimes that view is not correct. People have suffered needlessly because the investigation did not reveal what state I was in. People have fallen in love based on my approval; people have stalked because of my point of view. I have so much control over humankind that I am at the same time, God’s greatest gift and His greatest curse. I can take your state of being to new plateaus for what I envision, or I can send you reeling from disgust. I am the master of you.
For those who do not have the benefit of my reasoning, life can be difficult. Not being able to discern light and dark. Not being able to discern the yellow of the sun, the red breast of a Robin, the blues and grays of the sky, the colors of the rainbow, the pain on a friend’s face, the smile of a loved one that could brighten your day. Discern whether you can cross the street at the change of a light; know what the drive down Pacific Coast Highway is like.
I often realize how sensational things are in life. Being able to look at someone and tell if they are lying, whether they are sad, whether they are happy, uncomfortable, scared, or even have a blank stare. Those are the sensations in life we take for granted. Whether I am blue, gray, green, hazel, or brown I am still the master of you. I am Eyes.
For those who do not have the benefit of my reasoning, life can be difficult. Not being able to discern light and dark. Not being able to discern the yellow of the sun, the red breast of a Robin, the blues and grays of the sky, the colors of the rainbow, the pain on a friend’s face, the smile of a loved one that could brighten your day. Discern whether you can cross the street at the change of a light; know what the drive down Pacific Coast Highway is like.
I often realize how sensational things are in life. Being able to look at someone and tell if they are lying, whether they are sad, whether they are happy, uncomfortable, scared, or even have a blank stare. Those are the sensations in life we take for granted. Whether I am blue, gray, green, hazel, or brown I am still the master of you. I am Eyes.
Eyes
Balloon like, filled with aqueous & vitreous humor fluid, with a kaleidoscope iris’ coverings of various hues…….even called the windows of the mind
Embedded into a skeletal frame work for the face, able to scan the surrounding perimeters and register; now, time and place
Without the eyes and vision there is a darkness dependent on sound, senses, smell, tones and touch… a new ability to find
Our talents for survival, happiness, love, joy, sharing, caring and feeling connected to something that models the face
For how we “do it” with and without eyes….colors and darkness…. living the daily grind
Normalcy is a perspective, an ideal; a box to occupy space
Where we are shallow in our wisdoms, tribal in our judging of others, say things that are not so kind
Eyes are the” minds photo album” for our reflections in life, the rolodex for filing information, storing the joys, truths, disenchantments and the quality of love received
While the mind interprets, massages the input and cast back information depending on the condition of the spirit and what it believed
Our data could be skewed, burdened and grief stricken and filed with a heart from the “haters” data cabinet while holding a key that no longer fits
Opening doors, requests for a second opinion, a dose of understanding that will remove us from the pits
Of minor set backs or storms, that one eye conjured while the other eye slept
Eyes have many prisms of experiences, good, bad and indifferent
Eyes without moral and value foundations allow for self interpretation of the info received
Through carnal visions, religious lenses, twisted illusions and tribal/clannish ways
We are impacted for life in what eyes see and don’t see and
If eyes were removed from the skeletal core; they would be like the spy satellites perusing the orbiting galaxies, able to view the larger universe as they would hover above our earth viewing that which our creator see’s…..all things great, large and small.
Eyes see you and through their mirrors and the loss of earthen costumes; how good do we really look?
Embedded into a skeletal frame work for the face, able to scan the surrounding perimeters and register; now, time and place
Without the eyes and vision there is a darkness dependent on sound, senses, smell, tones and touch… a new ability to find
Our talents for survival, happiness, love, joy, sharing, caring and feeling connected to something that models the face
For how we “do it” with and without eyes….colors and darkness…. living the daily grind
Normalcy is a perspective, an ideal; a box to occupy space
Where we are shallow in our wisdoms, tribal in our judging of others, say things that are not so kind
Eyes are the” minds photo album” for our reflections in life, the rolodex for filing information, storing the joys, truths, disenchantments and the quality of love received
While the mind interprets, massages the input and cast back information depending on the condition of the spirit and what it believed
Our data could be skewed, burdened and grief stricken and filed with a heart from the “haters” data cabinet while holding a key that no longer fits
Opening doors, requests for a second opinion, a dose of understanding that will remove us from the pits
Of minor set backs or storms, that one eye conjured while the other eye slept
Eyes have many prisms of experiences, good, bad and indifferent
Eyes without moral and value foundations allow for self interpretation of the info received
Through carnal visions, religious lenses, twisted illusions and tribal/clannish ways
We are impacted for life in what eyes see and don’t see and
If eyes were removed from the skeletal core; they would be like the spy satellites perusing the orbiting galaxies, able to view the larger universe as they would hover above our earth viewing that which our creator see’s…..all things great, large and small.
Eyes see you and through their mirrors and the loss of earthen costumes; how good do we really look?
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