i can fly and i am beautiful
This is voice of reason and logic that whispers to your insanity, when flames surround the eyes of the destructor, she is the gentle hand who calms the beast, she is all you lack, the balance to the demon, if she were not, there would not be you…
Written 26 May 2009.
I pray every night, / Read the word, / And see the next day, / How He works,
God is….
…And soon I’ll be baptised! / I will rise even higher! / No need to associate with the outside! / I am beyond everyone now!
A song written at a time when life, religion and the existence of a God was being questioned. This was written from the perspective of three individuals… The Converted (TC), The Religious Teacher (TRT) and myself, The Observer (TO)… / If you would like to listen to the song follow this link and click on the song title. / It’s a bit of an epic, approx 7 minutes long, the bands name was “Suck This” and was recorded at Frontline Sound Studios. / . Vehicular works / Architecture / Transitional Industrial Utopian Series / Abstract / Beautiful Humans / Wearable Art / Cards For All Occasions / . / / . / You can also listen to PLV’s music / . / Please take a look at the wonderful work of / Deverie /
“Only God Can Judge Me” / By: Demaries Isom People say “Only God Can Judge Me” / I find that to be funny / Because every time I log into …
This piece was inspired by Shoaib / a fellow member here on the Bubble / I read his poem / God isn’t the only one who can judge you / and he got me to think on my perspective on this topic…. / well hope you like / and Shoaib thanks for posting your piece …..
CANCER Crushed… / Torn…. / Wanting more. Caner… / Holding on come hell or high water… / A mom loosing her first b…
I haven’t shared this with many of you, but I guess now’s as good a time as any. My Aunt, JoAnn Aikman, my mom’s oldest sister….has been battling cancer now for many years. I’m not sure if it’s been 4 or 5 yrs now as we’ve lost count with all the battles from being cancer free, to getting it again, the hospital stays, the many tests, to the chemo…and now to Hospice. She’s been in the hospital now since Thursday, Oct 16, 2008. She’s just going on the down hill journey now. There is no more they can do, and has been this way for about a month now, but now it’s just getting through those last days. Her doctor has talked her into going on Hospice Care so they can keep her comfortable at home. Her cancer started out in her lungs, and she’s never smoked a day in her life! After about the 3rd battle with it coming back, it decided to come back with a vengence and spread to her liver. They thought they could stop it with chemo, but to no avail it kept on spreading. I wrote this at 1am this morning because my heart was just burdened for her pain & suffering, and I just kept praying for GOD to stop the battle. She’s tired, and ready to go HOME…HEAVEN. We had a great visit with her on Thursday, and she laughed ‘til she actually had a few tears fall. I captured the best moment I could ask for of her & my mom just laughing their hearts out….so much so that they spilled her tea. LOL :o) I will upload that photo later. Please keep her in your prayers, as well as her husband, 4 children 12 grandchildren (I believe is the right number….some do not live in Tx..so it’s hard to keep up), and the rest of our family. We all need GOD’s strength to let go, and allow her to go HOME….HEAVEN.
Every believer is an atheist / To every other faith / All those condemned are blameless / In another’s place
A poem about religion and the nature of subjectivity. Written March 4 2009. Featured in Core [C.O.R.E] and Poetry and Beautiful Women.
They question not their society, / wallowing in mud, / and in almighty Christianity / hide their sins in blood
Although I am not an atheist, I do not agree with most of organized religion. I feel that it strips people of their essence, leaving them more fearful and empty than ever before. Religion preaches love, and yet rules through fear, encourages freedom and yet demonstrates control. And above all, it removes all goodness, magic and godliness from the greatest source of all – self.
I raise their eyebrows, and laugh in their faces / My sense of humor is king / And I laugh at myself, cause’ I’m lovin’ myself To be hum…
Published in Cal Poly Pomona’s literary magazine – Harvest International, Issue #33 This one is dedicated to anyone who’s ever felt inferior, small, ugly, flawed, or insignificant. I’ve got some news for you – God made you beautiful and loves you in spite of all the flaws people say you have. You matter. You count. You are worth it. You are beautiful. And you are never out of the reach of the love of Jesus.
“The fish is talking!” screamed Nivelo, / Not knowing now what to do with the knife.
In March 2003, Corey Kilgannon reported in the New York Times about a fish who spoke with the voice of God – miracle? prank? everyday New York City event?
I honour the taking of salty grains of you / Its dry lake outback crunch, drought barren coastal grit, Sodomite sting
At church on Sunday you said to me / “God catches every tear….” / “Well, he must have a river for me then”, / I said / You nodded / Those la…
Well done to ‘NativeCharm’ who added her ideas which helped to complete this poem….and thank you to all the other amazing artists and w…
I’ve seen majestic sunsets dipping into oceans of blue… / but in it all is what I see is everything of you
The deepest and richest love is the hardest to express. / I’m just grateful there is a love for me that is unconditional. / It’s the very best.
NSFW
Sunlight peeks through the clouds / to reveal a world of magnificent beauty;
Long ago on a hill far away / A young man died for us that day / He paid the price for every man / As His life blood flowed through the s…
This young man has changed my life forever
Take me / For instance / All brawn / No brain I live / like a child / Blow horn / Unrestrained If suns / Bleed my temple / Hair shaun / un…
and aren’t you cold from all the heat you release / curling into tendrils in the shape of sanctity / confusing the gods who’d have preferre…
to decipher me is akin to a science.
Young and old, brave our best_ we should distinguish them from all the rest. / We owe them all this country has to give_ so that our lives…
A Tribute_ / Thanks also to JK York for some changes he recommended.
Releasing the Veil Away with the sands, away with the winds. / On angels feet you hear us sing / Winding and turning, weaving and yearn…
Wild and Free…..The Shaman………………..21/11/05 Wild and free, wild and free / Let me be wild and free / Like the horses, like the sea / Let…
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